Then I continued to open it. After reading Zhang Yang, I was attracted by the content of the book. I only saw what it said: Master Sun, Jin Wu! The great witch Yi shot it and fell and destroyed it for a day. Zhang Yang and his friends were stunned. Jin Wu and Houyi photographed it on the same day. This is the myth and legend on earth! How could there be these legends in this world? What kind of world is this? Zhang Yang vaguely felt that he might have come into contact with a big secret.

When he was hardworking but did not solve Zhang Yang's unwillingness, he knew that his strength was very low and could not be confirmed even if he guessed anything. Therefore, it is better to improve his strength now. If he had his own strength, Zhang Yang believed that this mystery would be solved. Thinking of Zhang Yang trying hard to let go of other thoughts and once again put his spirit on the behavior of making meritorious contributions.

After reading the book, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, carefully thought about the content of the book and the operating route of the working method, and imagined in his heart that he was practicing the "Sun Heat Formula". After a little familiarity with Zhang Yang, hard study is essential to become a master. However, Zhang Yang did not directly practice the "Sun Heat Formula", but before running the basic skills. After all, after a good familiarity, learning is definitely twice as hard as half of the effort.

A trace of color was revealed on the same day. Zhang Yang had already paid it off. He felt that he was thicker than before. The real Yuan Hui smiled. Zhang Yang picked up the sword on the side, reached out, pushed open the door of the cave, and walked out. Along the road leading to Zhang Yang's memory of Jian Cliff, Zhang Yang began his own practice for a new day.

As soon as the sky is dawn, three, two, and two monks come to practice swords. Of course, not everyone is practicing swords, but there are also many people practicing swords, boxing, guns and other weapons. But the most skilled swords is the dream of many people having swords in their hearts.

Just when Zhang Yang was about to go back to do his work, he heard someone calling his name. Zhang Yang turned his head and saw a monk in his twenties talking to him excitedly. When Zhang Yang saw him, he couldn't help laughing. From Zhang Yang's memory, he knew that the young monk's name was Zhang Suiyu, and he joined Qingyun Sect with him last year. The relationship between these two people has always been very good. However, Zhang Yang had not met for a long time since mining.

"It's raining. I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you? Are you doing well now?" Zhang Yang went up and clapped Zhang Suyu.

"It's okay. What about you? Last time you said you were going to dig a mine? How long did it take? I've always been worried about you." Zhang Suyu asked with a smile.

"Making more money and contributing to better ways doesn't mean anything," he said.

"This is also because we don't have the power of disciples, but we also dig into this work to get more contributions. This is better for those good brothers in the late stage, who can make a lot of contributions by taking on whatever they want to do."

"Wait, if we can do the same for them, we can do the same for ourselves," said Zhang Yang.

"Yes, by the end of the refining period, you will be able to make more contributions faster," Zhang Suyu said with a longing expression.

"Let us work together and enter the later refining stage." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Yes, let's work together." Zhang Suyu said firmly.

"Do you want to practice swords now?" Zhang Yang asked as he looked at Zhang Suyu.

"Yes, Senior Brother Wang, but you seem to have practiced for a long time. You got up very early, Zhang Suyu said as she looked at Zhang Yang's sweat stains.

"Let's take some time first. By the way, will you teach with your elders tomorrow?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Of course, you don't know that tomorrow is Zeng Huizeng's teaching, so of course I will go. I guess all the disciples will still be at the door tomorrow." Zhang Suyu said with a respectful expression.

"Master Zeng, he is really teaching tomorrow." Zhang Yang also said excitedly. You should know that Zeng Hui was the legend of Qingyun Sect. According to legend, this elder Zeng was a non-spiritual monk. He was 6 years old, 16 years old, and 54 years old at the time to build a foundation. Now it is said that he is refining gas, and the entire Qingyun Sect has followed him.

"Brother Wang, then let's go together tomorrow." Zhang Su, West Germany

"Okay, let's go together tomorrow. Now you can practice your sword slowly, I'll go back first."

The next morning, Zhang Yang finished practicing sword and went to Zhang Suyu's East Mansion. After the two met, they went like a communication workshop. The power transfer field was a place where the elders of Qingyun Sect and some monks from the practice period regularly taught some knowledge of divine restoration to those who did not have masters during the refining period and external disciples during the refining period. This is also a way for Qingyun Sect to enhance the cohesion of the sect.

When Zhang Yang and his two arrived at the transmission field, they were suddenly stunned by the black pressure inside the field. The scene was crowded with people, and even the positions prepared for the frying period were full. Although the two had guessed that there must be many people, they came here very early, but they did not expect to underestimate Zeng Hui's attractiveness at Qingyun Sect. Zhang Yang could not sit in the corner outside the field. But after a while, the open space outside was also occupied. Looking at the two Zhang Yang who had nowhere to stand, they looked at each other. It was lucky to see from each other's eyes, and knew that if they came again in the future, these people would have no place to stand.

Although there were more and more people on the court as time went by, no one made a loud noise, and even if there was something to say, they talked quietly to each other. After waiting for so long, no one showed an impatient look, and most of them were closing their eyes there. Suddenly, Zhang Yang heard many people say some excited voices. Zhang Yang and Zhang Suyu opened their eyes and looked in that direction. They saw a bun on the back of Jianmeixing, especially Fengshen's handsome young people came from a distance.

The young man was getting closer and closer, and the sound of the court became louder and louder. The young man walked a few steps on the blue sermon stone in the court among the thrilling crowd. (.) When he raised his hand, the deafening crying in the field immediately disappeared, as if he had never appeared before. The young man nodded, shook his robe, and sat down slowly under the crowd's gaze. Although Zhang Yang had never seen Zeng Hui, when he saw this place, he did not know that this young man was Zeng Hui. He had a great reputation in the Qingyun Sect and even the fairy restoration field.

"I believe everyone already knows who I am, and I've had enough of it." Zeng Huipan sat on the bluestone and said: "I'm here today, mainly about the relationship between the refining period and the body during the alchemy period, as well as the relationship between spiritual exercise and spiritual knowledge during the alchemy period," Zeng Huipan sat on the bluestone and said, "I'm here today."
Chapter completed!