But today, if Zhang Zichen and the others told me about it today, if there were so many dozens of people here, they would tell me about it.

Sooner or later, this incident will be spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and hundreds to thousands.

It is estimated that it won’t take long before the entire Penglai Immortal Island will know about Zhang Zichen’s collusion with the demons.

By then, once this news is spread to the heavenly court and into the ears of the Emperor of Heaven.

Zhang Zichen couldn't bear it and would even cause trouble. He would even implicate the entire Penglai Immortal Island, leading to the destruction of the island and the tribe.

This is all possible.

Therefore, concealing this matter is the best choice.

Duanmu Batian, Sikong Nan and others asked this, but Zhang Zichen and the others did not answer. If that, Zhang Zichen and the others still did not answer.

Although everyone was very confused and anxious, no matter what, Zhang Zichen and the others were all three super-strong beings. In addition, Zhang Zichen is now Tai Elder, Xiao Jianshan is Tai Elder's master, and although the Shou Shengui is a senior citizen of his ancestors.

So after just asking for a while, after learning that Zhang Zichen and the others would never say anything, they stopped asking.

After all, everyone has their privacy.

Moreover, these things are privacy now, so maybe one day, Zhang Zichen will make it public, so there is no need to rush for a moment.

Later, everyone began to care about Zhang Zichen again.

They asked each one about their long and short questions, and they all praised Zhang Zichen for his cultivation speed very quickly. They all said that Zhang Zichen was the future emperor's power...

This made Zhang Zichen feel a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Zhang Zichen has a good character, otherwise, he would really think he is awesome.

Otherwise, Zhang Zichen might actually run away and say to Emperor Xuanyuan Tian: "Old Xuanyuan, see what he wants!"

Then he killed Emperor Xuanyuan Tian to death with one palm.

Fortunately, it’s okay... Fortunately, Zhang Zichen is still self-aware.

After accepting it for a while, Zhang Zichen cooperated with Xiao Jianshan and Sanshou Turtle to "drive out" Duanmu Batian, Sikong Nan and others out of the back mountain.

If you don’t force them out, you still don’t know how long they will stay in the back mountain.

Not only did these people influence everyone's cultivation, they were also very noisy, and they were whining, as if they were approaching a big duck shed, and they could not hear anything. They could only hear countless ducks clamoring with their necks stretching out.

It was so quarrel.

The quarrels are getting bigger.

It was not until Duanmu Batian and his group left the back mountain that they became quiet.

But at this time, Xiao Jianshan and Xianshou Turtle both wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. These people are so fucking troubles!

"Silent, much quieter!" Xiao Jianshan laughed.

"Yeah ~ I can finally practice quietly again! Let's continue practicing!" Sanshou Shen Turtle greeted.

Then, they and Zhang Zichen each found an open space, sat down and continued to practice.

As the spiritual energy poured into their bodies again, it turned into three tornadoes, time began to pass by minute by second.

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...

Qingmang Fairy Island.

A very clean and beautifully decorated room.

Nie Xiaoshuang lay on the bed and curled his lips and said, "Brother Yun, I now know why your junior brother Zhang Zichen is so fickle."

Zhang Xiaoyun, who was lying next to Nie Xiaoshuang, asked, "Why?"

Nie Xiaoshuang's eyes moved and said, "Your junior brother's place is like an elephant's trunk. I guess even a few women can't satisfy him."

"I..." Zhang Xiaoyun was speechless, "Xiaoshuang, how are you doing this? Is this good for discussing other men's place in front of me?"

"I'm just talking casually. Women may have a good memory of big things!" Nie Xiaoshuang said disdainfully.

"..." Zhang Xiaoyun was speechless.

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...

Yanyutai Xiandao.

A clean, quaint room.

Master Feng Ruolan sat cross-legged on the bed alone, closing his eyes and meditating.

But after sitting for a while, he opened his eyes again.

She seemed a little restless and glanced around.

Finally, he stretched out his hands and made a circle.

At first it was as big as a banana, but then it felt something was wrong, and it opened a little more, becoming as big as a sugar cane. Finally, it became as big as a bowl mouth, and it seemed too big, and then it became a little smaller.

Feng Ruolan was slashing like this, but she didn't know what she was slashing.

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...

Wangxing Xiandao.

Inside the hall.

There were only two people in the hall, one was Duanmu Batian and the other was his wife Yao Jing.

The two sat in chairs and drank tea.

Duanmu Batian looked like he enjoyed himself. To be honest, drinking tea was one of his favorite things.

Seeing him like this, Yao Jing didn't rush to the point and cursed: "Drink, drink, know how to drink tea every day. What's the best tea?"

"The tea is delicious, especially the fairy tea, which not only tastes great, but also helps the body and practice." Duanmu Batian said with a smile.

"It helps your body?" Hearing this, Yao Jing glanced at Duanmu Batian's legs and said contemptuously, "Why don't I feel that this tea is helpful to your body? And it hasn't grown anything? It's okay if you grow a little meat! Why doesn't you grow any meat?"

"I..." Duanmu Batian clamped his legs tightly, but he was speechless.

"Hmph! Zhi Zichen, you are a lot worse!" Yao Jing gave Duanmu Batian a blank look.

"..." Duanmu Batian wanted to die.

"I said Duanmu Batian, you'd better find immortal medicine or something, and it's better to make you grow flesh. Otherwise, sooner or later, I'll give you a break." After saying that, Yao Jing walked out of the hall without looking back, leaving behind the shocked Duanmu Batian.

"I... should I eat something?" Duanmu Batian frowned, "Yeah yeah ~! I must go to Zichen for advice another day!"

After making up his mind, Duanmu Batian started drinking tea again.

But at this time Duanmu Batian, with a hint of inferiority and doubt in his eyes, was more envious, jealous and hatred, and could not help but mutter: "Zi Chen, Zi Chen, why are your things so big? Why are you developing so well? Oh my God, if I could have half of yours, then that would be fine, oh no, don't have half, even one quarter or one eighth, I can do it, Zi Chen, why?"

He muttered alone in the hall.

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The Immortal Island of the Halloween Chaozong.

Back mountain.

After passing the small thing about Zhang Zichen's passing of the Nine-Colored Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, everyone gradually retreated, the excitement disappeared again, and the back mountain became quiet.

Zhang Zichen, Xiao Jianshan and Sanshou Shengui were left again.
Chapter completed!