Xiao Zhang lay on the simple wooden bed, endured the strong sour smell of sweat and feet around him, and unconsciously fell asleep.

I was so tired that I washed up or something, and omitted it directly.

Recently, a new small branch vein has been discovered in the mine, in which some purple gold ore can be dug up, but it is an underground vein, and it is necessary to go down to the mine every day and walk more than ten miles to reach the mining place.

This kind of mining method is all by chance, it is not efficient, and it is dangerous, the monk will definitely not come, he does not have so much time, he does not have so much energy, and he does not want to take risks.

Using the mortals with the largest number of people and a lot of strength, relying on crowd tactics to pile up, is the most efficient way.

After all, those who can look at these metal veins can't be a master at all, or a big force, the owner of this mining area is just a small chamber of commerce, and the foundation building is the kind of master.

Xiao Zhang has no name, only a surname, this is his most ordinary day, after coming back, he is glad that he is still alive, there has been no accident, and he is buried in the ground.

As always, it was an ordinary day, but today he fell asleep, but it was not very normal.

In a restaurant with a cheesy decoration that is difficult to describe, Xiao Zhang faces a table of food, eats and drinks freely, and next to him there is a monk with a majestic face and a long robe, looking at him with a hint of appreciation.

"Young people are gifted, and it is rare to see them in a hundred years, but you are willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Xiao Zhang was dreaming, drinking wine, nibbling on roast chicken, a little inflated, pretending to be reserved, just about to agree.

An old man with a white beard, as if he had gone online, came out of nothing, and sat across from him.

The old man looked Xiao Zhang up and down, clenched his fists excitedly, and after calming down for a few breaths, he suppressed his excitement and asked.

"What's your name, kid?"

"Oh, everyone else calls me Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang didn't look up, and while eating and drinking, he replied casually.

"The surname is Zhang, ......" Lao Zhao was a little disappointed, but then smiled self-deprecatingly.

Back then, their Zhao family was in trouble, and it was good that the bloodline could be passed down, and it was estimated that this Xiao Zhang's bloodline was passed down from a certain concubine who married outside.

It doesn't matter what the surname is, and it doesn't matter if the bloodline is thin, as long as the bloodline is not broken, then there is always hope to re-establish the temple and inherit the incense.

Lao Zhao was just about to say something, but the monk with a majestic face next to him, like a repeater, came again.

"Young people are gifted, and it is rare to see them in a hundred years, but you are willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Xiao Zhang smiled and nodded again and again.

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Lao Zhao looked at this scene, and the excitement in his heart slowly dissipated, and he stopped talking, and turned into a sigh.

This bloodline descendant of his, from his point of view, is a mortal at the bottom who has no knowledge and no culture.

Lao Zhao couldn't help but count the shortcomings, and instead comforted himself, although when this guy was dreaming, it was a bit low-level to let a foundation building monk repeatedly accept disciples on the side.

On the best, at least this bloodline junior is still a little self-motivated, and he wants to become a monk, and he is unwilling to live now, and it is good to have this heart after all.

Lao Zhao groaned for a while, walked out of the restaurant, and looked at the scene outside the restaurant, everything here is very messy, but it can somewhat reflect Xiao Zhang's living environment.

After watching it for a long time, he came back and sat down at the table again, and said directly.

"I'll teach you a simple method of breathing and breathing, you try to connect, and if you can get something, I'll pass on your practice again. ”

Lao Zhao understands that now he can't understand or understand the best way to give this bloodline junior, so he can only use the simplest method.

Call...... Suck...... Call...... Suck......

The simplest and boring, but also the easiest way to get started, like brainwashing, forcibly poured into Xiao Zhang, so that he was like instinct and could never forget it.

With such a simple breathing method, Lao Zhao tossed all night.

When Xiao Zhang woke up from his dream, he was forced to disconnect.

Lao Zhao opened his eyes and sighed, it was simply indescribable.

"Better than nothing......"

Xiao Zhang, who had slept all night, didn't remember much at all, but vaguely remembered that there seemed to be an old man, as if he was stuck in his dreams, and chattered all night.

Sitting up, he clutched his chest, always feeling that his breathing was a little awkward, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

Between walking, his breathing pattern has been brainwashed and changed, and he subtly began to follow Lao Zhao's teaching.

After a busy day, Xiao Zhang lay down on the wooden bed again, and when he was free, he suddenly realized that today seemed to be not as tired as yesterday.

Falling asleep, Lao Zhao reappeared.

"How about the method of breathing and breathing that I taught you? This simple method is the most immediate and incomparably simple. ”

Xiao Zhang remembered today's strange appearance and nodded hurriedly.

"When I was mining, I wasn't as tired as I was yesterday, and I was a little unaccustomed at first, but then I felt that my breathing was a little easier. ”

"This method is not beneficial to cultivation, since you can feel it, then today I will pass on your most basic cultivation method, and every day in the future, I will give you dreams and teach you. ”

After a while, Lao Zhao wrote the content while reading, the most basic method of practicing qi.

"What do you pronounce this word?"

"......" Lao Zhao shook the pen with his big hand, his face changed, and he sighed lightly: "This is Qi, Nian Qi." ”

He gave up the idea of teaching the practice directly, and taught literacy first.

As the days passed, Xiao Zhang slowly understood that he met the opportunity in his dreams that he daydreamed all day long.

Some things that I couldn't remember at all in the dream began to show their effects.

For example, today, when a group of people went down to the mine together, he walked in the middle, and a boulder three feet in size fell from the top of his head, and it hit him right on the head.

Originally, he must have been killed or injured, but at that time, he suddenly burst out with far more strength and reaction speed than before, and pushed the falling stone away, just because the force was too strong and he sprained.

Lao Zhao didn't hold out any hope, and his psychological expectations were about to be lowered from the world of the living to the realm of the dead, but seeing that Xiao Zhang was still making progress, the fire of hope in his heart couldn't help but slowly burn a small flame.

Death or something, Lao Zhao doesn't think too much about it, he now feels that life has found the value of existence, and he can't line up to die for the time being, so it doesn't matter.

In addition to dreaming, Lao Zhao is idle, in order to have a good relationship with the Ministry of Death, he goes to help when he is idle every day, and no one looks at him more.

It's just too much to want to come and join the Department of the Dead and get an internal quota.

Many people in the Ministry of the Dead came like this, everyone tacitly knew that no one could promise anything, everything was decided by the minister who saw the head and the end of the dragon.

Qin Yang continued to observe Lao Zhao, watching Lao Zhao bow his head and be willing to be a son of a cow, conscientiously and conscientiously supporting his dreams, and teaching word by word, that was really heartfelt.

Qin Yang also passed through here, with the help of that Xiao Zhang, to understand everything in the Ten Directions Realm where he was located.

Absolutely safe from anyone to find out.

The first test product is particularly important, at this stage it is still a special line, and when there are more people in the future, this one-to-one special line is completely undesirable.

If it were really tens of billions of people, it would be impossible for the Dream Master to get the connection in the way it is now.

Time passed day by day, and the coolie Xiao Zhang slowly began to change.

He read and wrote, practiced basic exercises, his horizons were broadened, and his mentality began to be different.

Because he digs more ore than others, let him boil his body, and the efficiency will be higher.

This is due to the Ten Directions Realm, if it is a great wilderness, this kind of behavior is simply humiliating the physical cultivation.

If there is really any temperamental physiognomy who hears about this, it is normal for him to come and beat this steward to death.

The physical cultivation of the Great Wilderness, in the early years, was basically synonymous with mining coolies.

That is to say, after there is an individual cultivation holy land again, the physical cultivation ceiling contestant appears, and this status is not so embarrassing.

Whoever dares to say in front of a physique cultivator now that the other party is a miner and is not beaten to death on the spot can only mean that your fist is big enough.

After Xiao Zhang asked the old man in his dream, he decided to practice together, using the time of mining.

By the way, the old man in the dream also said that under this mineral vein, there should be other mineral veins, such as scattered spirit stones or something, after secretly mining them, they will be used for cultivation by themselves.

Time flies, Xiao Zhang secretly practiced in the mine, and after a year, patted his ass and left, no longer doing coolies.

He traveled all the way, went through hardships and obstacles, and according to Lao Zhao's guidance, he came to a big faction, with a solid foundation, and people are willing to work hard, plus some messy things taught by Lao Zhao, it can be regarded as successfully passing the entrance assessment.

Three years later, Xiao Zhang made rapid progress and successfully forged a Dao foundation with the assistance of the pill, and since then, the progress has become faster and faster, and Lao Zhao can teach him more and more things.

Three years of three yuan, five years of Shenhai, and then became a highly valued disciple in the door, and then began to travel.

Every day when I fall asleep, I will tell Lao Zhao a lot of things in my dreams.

Qin Yang listened to the whole process, and as Xiao Zhang's strength became stronger and stronger, he could already manifest the scene he saw in his dream when he was dreamed of by Lao Zhao.

A corner of the Ten Directions Realm, at this moment, is it the real first time to show it in front of Qin Yang.

When today's daily routine was completed, Qin Yang pondered for a moment, why didn't he think of this before.

Oh, it's not that he didn't expect it, but at that time, this kind of trivial matter, the dream master didn't bird him at all.

Now this kind of small thing has become a foreshadowing of a big plan, and the nature is completely different.

The preliminary plan is considered to be unfolded, and the next thing is to see the situation and open a few more lines.

With the tradition of the human race, it is not difficult to find a dead soul like Lao Zhao who cares about the inheritance of incense, but the difficulty is whether the person is suitable or not.

Thirty years later, Lao Zhao gave him the guidance of the little monk in the back, and his journey was basically risk-free.

Coupled with the newly buried lines, Qin Yang finally pieced together a lot of things about the Ten Directions Realm.

On the whole, the Ten Directions Divine Dynasty has not been peaceful recently.

What shocked Qin Yang the most was that in the rumors, the name of the shepherd actually appeared.

A few years ago, the Emperor of the Ten Directions fought with the Shepherds, shattered the void, and destroyed more than a dozen Cave Heaven Secret Realms of the Ten Directions God Dynasty.

There are also people who have seen with their own eyes that during the battle, the secret realm collapsed, and the shepherd's pastoral whip extended out, traversing the eighteen thousand miles of the Ten Directions Divine Dynasty.

With the sound of a whip, all the paths of the eighteen thousand miles were stagnant, and all the monks' cultivation, secret methods, and supernatural powers were interrupted, and the avenues here were like a flock of sheep, changing under the guidance of the shepherd's whip.

For a moment or three, all laws are empty.

The name of the shepherd can no longer be suppressed, and for a while, it swept the world.

All the people who were unwilling to take refuge in the Ten Directions God Dynasty, and those who secretly had a backlash in the back of their heads, couldn't help but start all kinds of actions.

With the shepherd as the center, the spark of rebellion against the Emperor of the Ten Directions turned into a prairie fire.

According to Qin Yang's speculation, there may be many forces in this area, which were secretly cultivated by the shepherds.

In addition to this, there was another person, slightly bubbling up.

Qin Yang sent the pinnacle anti-bone plum salt in the early years.

This thing is now hugging the thigh of the Emperor of the Ten Directions, according to the known news.

The Emperor of the Ten Directions met with the priest to fight, and this was the goods, and he quietly sold the priest.

Now he is a thorn in the flesh of many people, and he can't wait to cut it with a thousand knives, and he also hugged the thigh of the Emperor of the Ten Directions and soared up.

If you calculate it this way, it is estimated that the pastor has no heart for him, and he has suffered a loss.

Qin Yang couldn't help but scratch his head, the shepherd is the priest, he has known it for a long time, but when did the priest lurk in the Ten Directions Realm?

Did the pastor sense that something was wrong back then, and stared at the Taiyi of that year all the time?

Do you want to find a way to contact the pastor?

If you want to talk about the events of the year, who knows best, except for the prince, must be the pastor.

This is a natural camp of its own people.

With such a giant over there, Qin Yang felt that his plan should also go a little smoother.