13, Hongjun is a big boss

Zhang Yang stayed in Zhoushan for another catastrophe, and now he has reached the late stage of Taiyi Jinxian. Zhang Yang is a little afraid to continue practicing. If he goes down, he will enter Daluo. He doesn't know if Daluo is going to bloom immediately. Now he can only count as half an eleventh grade qualification, and at most two eleventh grades will bloom. If it becomes a fact, there is no way back. After these more than a hundred yuan will come down, except for looking for spiritual treasures everywhere, he will train his body. Zhang Yang doesn't know if he has no chance with these spiritual treasures. Apart from the banana fan, he has not found the spiritual treasures.

On this day, great luck came. A large formation appeared in front of Zhang Yang. He was sure that there must be a spiritual treasure inside, and it was very advanced. This formation was the largest formation he had ever seen, covering a radius of tens of millions of miles. Zhang Yang's heartbeat. After calming down his mood, he began to step into it, guessing in his heart what it was, what Qiankun Cauldron? What kind of innate treasures and so on flashed in his heart.

Six thousand years after Zhang Yang entered the formation, an old man with high spirits appeared outside the formation, holding a bowl in his left hand and a dragon-headed crutch in his right hand. He smiled and walked into it.

It took Zhang Yang six thousand years to become familiar with the basic operation of the formation and also found the heart of the formation. There was a big well in front of him, and a spring water was emitting from the big well. Zhang Yang picked up the spring water and took a sip, and his heart almost jumped out.

"Full of Creation!" Zhang Yang was not in the mood to consider other things. This was the best material for him to make up for his own origins. It was not enough to thank the world without taking it. Cuiping Peak took it out and began to put away the spring water.

"Fellow Taoist!" A voice came from behind Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang was stunned. On the Zhoushan Mountain, the person who could come was at least the body of the Great Perfect Immortal of the Daluo Golden Immortal. The voice was heard without any malice. When Zhang Yang turned around, he saw an old man dressing up, his heart began to beating constantly.

Zhang Yang guessed who the old man was, who else would be there besides Hongjun in this outfit? The dragon head crutch and water purification bowl are the image symbols of others. When Zhang Yang saw that it was Hongjun, he also stopped the spring water of fortune collected by Cuiping Peak. He had taken it for a while and had also taken it a lot. Hongjun decided that he could not afford to offend Hongjun now, and he would not be able to offend him for a long time in the future.

Zhang Yang didn't know what to say, and his expression changed from surprise to doubt, and then changed to waiting. He was waiting for what arrangements Hongjun had to make. He accepted his fate and could not conflict with Hongjun. Otherwise, let alone him, even if his disciples casually put some shoes on him in the future, it would be difficult for him to be in the prehistoric world.

Hongjun followed the opportunity he realized, and when he saw Zhang Yang collecting the spring water of fortune, he subconsciously called out. The spring water of fortune in front of him had a great opportunity with him, which was related to enlightenment and that it was impossible to stop Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang stopped and he was difficult to deal with again. If Zhang Yang kept stopping, it was related to his enlightenment, at worst he would have done something, and he would not be afraid, but Zhang Yang stopped so obediently and looked as if he was waiting for his arrangements, which made him very embarrassed.

Hongjun is also a moral cultivator. Zhang Yang's appearance here means that he has a fate with the spring of creation, and it appears before him, which is troublesome. He must want it and cannot let it go. The only thing he can do seems to be exchanges. Hongjun thought about it for a long time and understood what to do.

"I am Hongjun, this spring of creation is related to my enlightenment. Can fellow Taoists give the spring water in front of me to me? I will compensate fellow Taoists!" Hongjun directly explained and pushed the ball to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang guessed Hongjun, but Hongjun introduced himself and still made his heart beat. "Senior Hongjun just took it away. I just wanted to replenish my own origins. If it is a fellow Taoist who can't use it, I will take it again. If it is used up, it will not be possible. I just think I have no choice but to do it!"

Zhang Yang thought about this for a long time, and he always answered whatever Hongjun asked.

When Hongjun heard Zhang Yang's answer, he knew that Zhang Yang's words were sincere, which made him feel a little embarrassed. He originally pushed the ball to Zhang Yang, but he thought that the other party was embarrassed to put forward high conditions so that he could accept it himself. But now he has become a villain and he has already given up his heart to himself. Moreover, it is very important for the other party to make up for the original source. It is almost about becoming a master of enlightenment. It is impossible to compensate him without compensation.

"Fellow Taoist see how this is. I will also learn from it here. If I can keep some, I will take it away. I will compensate the fellow Taoist at that time. If I cannot stay, I will naturally have to compensate the fellow Taoist for being satisfied. How about it?" Hongjun also took it a prudently and said it clearly.

Zhang Yang was indeed a little embarrassed. Whether Hongjun's compensation was accepted or not was indeed a question. After accepting the two Qing dynasties, Hongjun's promise might be more useful; if you don't accept it, who knows whether Hongjun will not accept the debt when he makes up for the entire Heavenly Dao in the future.

"Let's talk about it if it's not time. Fellow Taoist will take it as it is now. I'll wait outside!" Zhang Yang couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he simply waited until Hongjun had absorbed it. If he could keep some, he would reject him. If he couldn't, he would feel more at ease if he took Hongjun's benefits.

After Zhang Yang said that, he turned around and was about to leave, but Hongjun stopped him. Zhang Yang's actions made Hongjun think that he left the formation to absorb the spring water of fortune with peace of mind, and also told himself not to worry about Zhang Yang's repentance.

At this time, Hongjun felt that Zhang Yang was really good. He was a moral cultivator. If he was still prepared, he would be a little unfair. "Fellow Taoist, just wait in the formation. I believe in Taoist fellow Taoist!"

Zhang Yang was stunned and didn't say much. He nodded, found a place far away from Hongjun, sat down cross-legged to forge his physical body. It was still difficult to improve the physical body of the Great Perfect Immortal of the Great Perfection. Zhang Yang also thought about continuing to climb Zhoushan and forging himself with the help of Zhoushan's pressure, but he felt a little dangerous, which made him give up. Anyway, as long as he continued to forge his jade body, it was still easy to enter the quasi-saint. Moreover, his physical body qualifications have already reached the eleventh-grade sub-saint, so it is better not to take risks.

When Hongjun saw Zhang Yang sitting there and practicing without any defense, he was even more proud of Zhang Yang. He also sat cross-legged by the well to refine the spring water of creation without setting any defense. The two of them trusted each other very much.

Hongjun thought Zhang Yang was a moral cultivator, but he didn't know that Zhang Yang never thought of attacking Hongjun. If it were someone else, Zhang Yang would have cursed her long ago, so what kind of morality is the real morality. Zhang Yang was not prepared for Hongjun because he knew that Hongjun would not do anything to him. A monk who can preach sentient beings after becoming a saint would not be a sneak attacker no matter how he was arranged by the great god Qidian.

There are some benefits to Zhang Yang sitting cross-legged here to practice. Because of the spring of creation, the inner spiritual energy of creation is filled with the spiritual energy of creation. After practicing for a while, Zhang Yang discovered the benefits. When he forged his body, he inhaled the spiritual energy of creation can also supplement his origin.

The two of them sat cross-legged for three thousand Yuanshe. Zhang Yang's body has entered the early stage of the quasi-saint. The physical body does not look like the quasi-saint. The cultivation level of the quasi-saint is ninth level, only the early stage, the middle stage and the late stage. After the 3,000 Yuanshe, Zhang Yang also clearly felt that his qualifications had improved a little. He had been absorbing the starry energy during these times. Now, Zhang Yang is not sure whether the eleventh grade qualification can be completed. He felt that his eleventh grade path should have not yet entered the eleventh grade. With the help of the external power of the three lights of the sun, moon, and star, he might have entered the eleventh grade.

Zhang Yang thought for a long time and recognized his feelings. The way of the pure lotus flower has to be replenished. He also collected a lot of Creation Spirit Water. There is still hope to replenish it to the eleventh grade. In this way, even if he barely had the twelveth grade, it might be called the half-step twelveth grade; the three flowers can bloom to the twelveth grade, but one grade may be the three lights of the sun, moon, and stars, or the eleventh grade, the pure white lotus, and the three lights of the sun, moon, and stars in the buds will be supplemented, infinitely close to the twelveth grade.
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