What happened on each major fairy island is different, but each island owner has a bad look.

Zhang Zichen, he is a waste, a waste that everyone shunned five years ago.

It was the island owners who pushed a genius disciple into Qingmang Immortal Island.

Three days later, Qingmang Island.

In the early morning, birds chirped among the woods and waves of spiritual energy floated around.

In one of the rooms in the yard, the furnishings are simple but very clean.

Apart from the Eight Immortals Table standing in the middle, there are two beds in the corners of the wall.

On one of the beds, there was a big fat man lying. The big fat man was sleeping snoringly, his saliva flowing down the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know what kind of dream he had.

He is Long Fei.

On the bed opposite Long Fei, there was a young man lying. The young man had long hair draped over his shoulders, and a thin cup covered his body.

Suddenly, the young man's eyelids moved, and then his fingers moved a few times.

"ah!?"

It was not until this time that the young man woke up with a cry of pain. He rubbed his temples with both hands and felt much more comfortable.

Hearing the young man's call, Long Fei, who was on the bed opposite, immediately opened his eyes, sat up, and exclaimed: "Lao Jiu! Are you awake!?"

Lao Jiu is Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen looked back and found himself in the room and lying on the boat, so he asked, "Senior Brother Long Fei, what's wrong? Am I in the competition?"

"What competition?" Long Fei got up, came to Zhang Zichen and said, "That was all three days ago. That day you defeated the little monk Zenxin and then fell into a coma. The head teacher checked your body and said that you were just transitioning hard and exhausted."

Zhang Zichen thought for a moment, and it seemed that something was going on: "So that's it. I was in a coma and I actually slept for three days."

Long Fei laughed and said, "Old Jiu, you don't know how magic you are, nine souls and nine physical constitutions. The master of the sect said that you defeated the fifth level of Zen Heart Earth Immortal's fifth level of Zen Heart Earth Immortal's realm with the second level of Earth Immortal's realm. You are amazing!"

"Senior Brother Long Fei, I'm laughing." Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly. At the beginning, he just wanted to break through the realm and had no brains to reveal these nine soul matters, but he didn't know whether it would be a good thing or a bad thing in the future.

"Oh by the way, Lao Jiu, three days ago, the head master gave an order, saying that when you wake up, you will ask you to go to the Penglai Immortal Palace. He had something to ask you." Long Fei said.

Zhang Zichen knew that what the sect leader asked must be about his own cultivation.

So, Zhang Zichen nodded and responded.

After washing up, Zhang Zichen went to Wansheng Chaozong Island under the leadership of Long Fei.

Zhang Zichen's spiritual sword was shattered by Zen during the competition three days ago, so at present, he could not fly with the help of the flying sword, so he could only let Long Fei send him away.

Qingmang Fairy Island is not far from Halloween Chaozong Island. You can breathe fresh air and enjoy the beautiful scenery while flying along the way.

But just as Long Fei was driving the flying hammer and turning around a floating island, Zhang Zichen's spiritual sense moved and his brows immediately frowned.

"Someone!"

Zhang Zichen glanced at the floating island with his eyes obliquely, but he didn't notice anything.

But just now, he really felt someone was monitoring him.

Zhang Zichen did not mention this little episode to Long Fei. I believe that this person in the dark is most likely the person from Feitian Immortal Island to Feiming, and his target is Zhang Zichen.

Sure enough, not far from Long Fei and Zhang Zichen left the small floating island, a black figure emerged from behind the floating island.

The man was hiding behind the floating island, harboring a black sword.

He is Jiang Wen, a disciple of Tongfeiming from Feitian Immortal Island. Jiang Wen said secretly: "I didn't expect that Zhang Zichen has just entered the second level of Earth Immortal Realm, and his spiritual consciousness would be so sharp. If I hadn't been hiding earlier, he would have discovered it. Master, Master, we can't let Zhang Zichen grow anymore."

No one knew about Jiang Wen's appearance except Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen, led by Long Fei, came to the Immortal Island of the Wansheng Chaozong.

Zhang Zichen and Long Fei landed on Baiyu Square, started walking from a distance, and walked towards the Penglai Immortal Palace opposite.

The competition arena three days ago is still there, but the damage is extremely serious. From this we can see that the competitions at that time must have been very tragic.

After about a cup of tea, Zhang Zichen and Long Fei walked into the Penglai Immortal Palace.

In the hall, there was nothing left, except for the statue of the Penglai True Patriarch opposite, there were only a few pillars and some chairs.

But the aura revealed in this hall makes people feel very comfortable.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen and Long Fei saw a white-haired old man sitting under the image of the true ancestor of Penglai. They looked at each other and were about to speak.

Unexpectedly, the old white-haired man spoke first: "Are you here?"

Zhang Zichen immediately said restrainedly: "The real master of the sect, I'm awake."

At this time, Yuan Yangzi slowly stood up and stood in front of Zhang Zichen and Long Fei.

Feeling the aura emitted from Yuan Yangzi, Zhang Zichen and Long Fei still felt that their cultivation was too low.

Suddenly, Yuan Yangzi asked, "How many people on your island have practiced the "Ancient Chaos Art"?"

Zhang Zichen was stunned and replied quickly: "Three, I, Senior Brother Long Fei, and our Senior Brother Qin Xuan."

"Yeah!" Yuan Yangzi sighed, "Learning this "Ancient Chaos Art" is too domineering and bloody, so our sect sets this ancient secret technique as a forbidden method, which is very difficult for people to practice. Tell me, how many of you have been to the earth furnace of the alchemy island?"

"Five, we have five in total, and in the end only three people came out." Zhang Zichen answered truthfully.

"Oh?" Yuan Yangzi was not angry but happy when he heard this. "Five people went in, and three of them survived. It's a joyful congratulations! I remember that back then, your master had a total of more than fifty people entering the ground stove, but only one person came out alive. You are lucky."

Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly: "Thank you, the head teacher, for your concern."

But immediately, Yuan Yangzi's face was full of worry: "But I want to remind you that although you have cultivated the "Ancient Chaos Art", there are many difficulties in the future. I hope you can overcome it. Moreover, this ancient method has side effects, and I hope you can solve it yourself."

Zhang Zichen felt aroused in his heart and thought to himself, it turned out that this ancient method had side effects, but he didn't know what the side effect was.

Yuan Yangzi smiled and interrupted Zhang Zichen's thoughts.
Chapter completed!