Because I haven't seen the sun for a long time, and the damage to my soul has just been cured, Zhang Shiping's skin is full of sick whiteness.

After Zhang Shiping's cultivation level broke through to his middle stage and consolidated his cultivation level, he did not focus all his energy on the practice of "Fire Crow" but instead divided half of it to practice "The Change of Yuan Gong".

When he broke through the middle stage of foundation building, more than half of the reason was that he practiced "The Change of Yuan Gong" to the middle stage of foundation building. His spiritual consciousness was a small level higher than his own cultivation, which led to the progress of his cultivation. With this kind of experience, he also led to the progress of his cultivation.

As a precedent, Zhang Shiping naturally attaches great importance to his spiritual consciousness practice.

However, when he practiced "The Change of Yuan Gong" until the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Chapter, every time he practiced, his soul felt as painful as being cut into pieces, which was even more severe than the pain of splitting his own soul. After every practice, Zhang Shiping

With the help of the strangeness of the bronze lamp, he helped himself recover his soul's injuries. It took three to five to seven days, and it depends on how long he practiced "The Change of Yuan Gong".

Zhang Shiping walked along the cave outside the cave and stretched into the path deep in the forest. He walked in the mountains, with the shadows of trees and passing by the Lingya Orchard in the mountains. The fruit trees planted more than ten years ago are now more than five feet tall and round and green.

Among the leaves, there are green fruits the size of a little finger. Zhang Shiping has excellent eyesight. He saw these inconspicuous fruits that were exactly the same color as leaves. He estimated that it would take at least two years to mature.

"Sangouzi, what are you doing? Why don't you cut down the branch above your head?" In the orchard, a white-haired fruit farmer was in good spirits, holding a pipe in his hand, and he was looking under the tree.

Seeing that the young man on the tree was motionless, as if he was lazy, he shouted loudly. The young man was frightened by the old man and his feet were empty. In the old man's exclamation, the young man fell from a tree that was more than a few feet tall.

The old man didn't have time to think about it, and stepped on a small pit on the ground. The man ran towards the boy. Before the boy landed, the old man had already hugged the boy. He protected the boy and got out of here.

After falling on the ground and turning around for a few rounds, the boy quickly came to his senses after being frightened, but found that he and his grandfather were not covered with a ball of fiery red aura. The two of them were not injured at all except for some fright.

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Just now, when the boy was on the tree, he happened to see Zhang Shiping coming and became nervous for a moment. The old man turned his back to Zhang Shiping, but he didn't notice it. The old man thought his grandson was lazy, so he shouted loudly. Unexpectedly,

His grandson, who usually looks like a monkey, actually fell from the tree, which scared him.

After seeing this, Zhang Shiping did not watch indifferently. After all, the other party was doing things for him. He flashed and changed his figure. He came from eight or nine feet away to them in an instant. He raised a dark red aura.

It was like a burning cloud. In the blink of an eye, the boy and the old man fell into the fiery red spiritual clouds.

The old man was a little older after all. After catching the boy, he couldn't keep up for a while. After standing up, he gasped slightly, and his face was a little rosy. Zhang Shiping stepped out and came directly to the old man from about a ham.

Around him, two fingers flicked, and a little green inspiration popped out of his fingertips and penetrated into the old man's heart.

"Keep to the Immortal Master." After the abnormal blood energy on the old man Shen Liang's face dissipated, he saw Zhang Shiping wearing black plainclothes. He hurriedly pulled his grandson, and the two knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

"Get up. Are you new here?" Zhang Shiping looked at the two of them and asked.

Chen Liang replied 'Yes', but his voice was suddenly covered by the howling sound from the air. Zhang Shiping looked up and saw someone lying on a huge yellow gourd, falling from the air, breaking several pieces of fruit trees. There are a lot of green fruits on the branches.

"You guy..." The boy saw that the fruit tree he had worked hard to take care of, and he suddenly lost so many things. What if he couldn't hand over enough spiritual fruits? He was anxious, but was sung by the old man next to him. Covering his mouth and nose, the old man's yellow and black face squeezed out a smile, and all the wrinkles gathered together.

"It's not your business, you can go busy." Zhang Shiping naturally heard the boy's voice just now. After all, the boy was a little impatient. Knowing what they were worried about, Zhang Shiping spoke and said to them. The old man hurried away with the boy.

Zhang Shiping walked to the place full of broken branches and leaves helplessly. The yellow wine gourd, which was about the same height as a human, rolled aside, with a monk in blue underneath, with most of his face covered by leaves. This orchard was originally There is a ban, but when he saw the boy landing, he just saw that he was untied when he flashed in. Before he could close it, he didn't expect that Su Shuang fell down. Fortunately, he didn't hit anyone, but it was broken. It's not good to have flowers and plants.

"You're not dead." Zhang Shiping leaned over and looked at Su Shuang who was still holding the wine gourd, and said angrily. Over the years, he has been the one who has been with Zhang Shiping the most. The two of them have been very ordinary since the beginning. After several years of relationship, the two of them are still good friends.

"I can't die, I can't die. I haven't drunk enough, so how can I bear to die?" Su Shuang turned over and shook off the soil and branches on his body. He grabbed the gourd-shaped flying magic weapon on the ground with his right hand. In the storage bag, he originally used a giant sword that looked like a door panel as a flying magic weapon, but at a market secret store auction, he instantly fell in love with this wine sword gourd and other Several foundation-building monks fought and spent a lot of money to buy it.

After Su Shuang put away the flying magic weapon, he took out the green-skinned wine gourd from the storage bag with his backhand and poured it in big mouthfuls. After drinking it, he let out a long whistle with great satisfaction, and the leaves around him vibrated.

"Give me a sip, the 80-year-old wine I just found, it's good wine." Su Shuang shook the wine gourd with only one layer of bottom left and handed it to Zhang Shiping.

"Just drink it. Is there anything wrong? It's so hurrying." Zhang Shiping looked at him helplessly, leaving only less than a small sip, why are you pretending to be so generous?

"I'm going to travel, I'm here to tell you, are you going to join me?" Su Shuang said to Zhang Shiping with drunken eyes. Over the years, Su Shuang's soul damage has been healed by sacrificing the broken sword. His cultivation has also improved, but like Zhang Shiping, he clearly felt the constraints of the bottleneck in the mid-stage foundation building.
Chapter completed!