"Haha, ghost fairy senior, take care!" Zhang Yang smiled, and rode on the Flying Divine Wolf and flew into the distance.

The ghost fairy watched Zhang Yang leave, so he also smiled, and his figure disappeared into this place in a flash.

Zhang Yang returned to the 100,000 miles mountain and came to the demon clan forces. When several demon kings who were familiar with Zhang Yang saw him return here, they were shocked and speechless.

It turned out that Fan Qianyao was afraid that the news that Zhang Yang could be resurrected would leak out and be known by the people of the Demon Realm, so he didn't tell anyone.

Although Xingyun also knew, she had been staying in front of Da Niu's grave these days and had not communicated with anyone.

At this time, Zhang Yang was telling the six demon kings of Qianqiu Peak about the process of rebirth, but a joyful voice came: "Brother Zhang Yang!"

Zhang Yang watched Fan Qianyao smile and walk towards him, with a tenderness on his face. Gently stroking her cheek, Zhang Yang said softly: "I'm worried about you." ”

"As long as Brother Zhang Yang can be reborn safely, I will be very happy, and Brother Zhang Yang will be happy. Fan Qianyao threw herself into Zhang Yang's arms and said in a low voice.

Tie Dali looked at the little couple and said with a smile: "Good boy, this girl was actually acquired by you." Tell me, when was it done?"

"Ahem, Yao'er and I have been together all these years, when did you say you got it?" Zhang Yang's sentence was said by Fan Tianyao who was shy. Xiao Fenquan gently slapped his chest, and said coquettishly: "In the future, you are not allowed to say these shameless words in front of so many people!"

"Haha...", everyone also laughed one after another.

After some laughter, Zhang Yang said, "Tomorrow, I will return to the place where I apprenticed first, and then I will go to the Xianlan Sect." Take care, everyone!"

"Hey, everyone is a little reluctant to leave. Come on, everyone, come to me tonight, and don't get drunk!" said the Fire King.

Deep in the mountains, under the trees, a few people talked freely about wine.

In the middle of the night, it was bitterly cold.

The wind hissed and whined, and the wind blew wildly, and it was as pale as snow.

In the bleak mountains, Zhang Yang and others gathered under a towering ancient tree, with the wind on their backs, eating barbecue, drinking spirits, and telling parting words.

However, on the eve of parting, there was one less partner to get together. When they had eaten and drunk, they fell asleep against the old tree.

Looking at the sleeping girl, Zhang Yang put the clothes on her body, and then quietly left here.

Zhang Yang looked at the isolated grave and looked at the poor woman sleeping in front of the tomb, Zhang Yang was very sad.

This time, he really did something wrong, and if he hadn't done things so decisively, then these sad things wouldn't have happened.

The twilight is dyed, and the thoughts are frosty, like the smoke of the past, as if it is right in front of you.

Thoughts slash through the fingertips, through the wind and frost, and tap the strings of memory.

The years are dusty, the vicissitudes of life, and the traces left by the wisps are counted. Deep and shallow, climbing up to the forehead, continuing the full head of gorgeous hair, lightly touching the green sideburns, is a touch of vicissitudes.

Drink all the wind and frost, as bitter as wine. The moonlight fell, half-covering the twilight, the bleak cold.

The thin shadow, alone in the lonely night, waiting for the smoke and sand in the sky to dissipate.

The sun and the moon change, and they still watch over the remnants of the earth.

The night, like the coldness of water, like the ethereal smoke, is more like the cool autumn, and there is no sleep with a finger.

The memories of the past are like a finger of residual light, and the wind passes without a trace.

The next day, Zhang Yang took Fan Qianyao to say goodbye to everyone.

Before leaving, Fan Qianyao whispered something to Xingyun. But Xingyun didn't leave with her.

Zhang Yang looked at the emaciated figure in front of him and sighed lightly: "Don't be bitter about yourself, we are still friends." If there is any trouble in the future, go to the Xianlan Sect to find me. ”

Xingyun looked at the man she had a crush on and smiled sadly, but she didn't say much. Turned around and swept the grave of the big cow.

Mourning is greater than heart death!

Fan Qianyao looked at Xingyun's bleak back, and felt a lot of unbearable in her heart, and all her thoughts turned into a light sigh.

The Flying Divine Wolf flew over, and Zhang Yang rode on the Flying Divine Wolf with Fan Qianyao in his arms, flew to the sky, and gradually drifted away.

When the figures of the two disappeared into the sky, the shadow in front of the grave also trembled slightly, and a crystal tear fell in front of the sad tombstone.

It has been more than ten years since I returned to my hometown. Zhang Yang took Fan Tianyao to wander in this valley, telling about the time when he practiced here with his master as a child.

The two came to the lake where they met Xiaomei for the first time, and the majestic vitality floated in this valley like a cloud.

Only now did Zhang Yang know that to be able to exude such a huge amount of vitality, at least a powerful and boundless cultivation was required. At this time, he knew how much energy Tianyong Zhenren had sacrificed for him.

They have been together with their master and apprentice for more than ten years, and Zhang Yang has regarded Tianyong Zhenren as a reborn parent.

It was Tianyong Zhenren who gave him the qualification to enter the cultivation realm, and without Tianyong Zhenren, he would not have the peak cultivation of the cultivation realm today.

Zhang Yang took Fan Tianyao into the lake, absorbing the pure vitality and the remnants of the power of the hundred clans.

The higher the cultivation, the more vitality will be absorbed.

Fan Qianyao absorbed it for a few hours before she was saturated and left the lake, while Zhang Yang was still absorbing at this time.

Three days later, Zhang Yang felt that his vitality was almost saturated. So she went under the lake to look for what her master had left her. Because he knew that when the master brought him here, he was telling himself that there was something for him here.

Swim to the bottom of the lake and find a hole.

Zhang Yang unleashed a mysterious force to shatter the barrier at the entrance of the cave.

Went deep into the cave and found the items left by Tianyong Zhenren.

It was a scroll and a brush, and Zhang Yang put away the brush, and then opened the scroll.

At the top of the scroll are six big words: Immortal Demon Mutant Dafa!

Zhang Yang looked at this scroll, it was recorded that the Immortal Demon Transformation Dafa was the supreme mastery of the Xianlan Sect, and it was said that only the Sect Master of the Xianlan Sect, Zhan Tai Ziyun, had practiced this trick, and even the founder Lan had not really practiced it.

And what shocked Zhang Yang even more was that there was a piece of handwriting recorded behind this immortal demon transformation Dafa, and the content on it turned out to be his own life experience!

Zhang Yang knew at this time that it turned out that Tianyong Zhenren accepted himself as an apprentice not only because he had a similar temper, but also because he already knew his life experience.

He now knew that his mother was the princess of the Demon Realm, his father was an Immortal Venerable of the Immortal Realm, and his aunt turned out to be Zhan Tai Ziyun, the current head of the Xianlan Sect.

Moreover, Tianyong Zhenren was not only a disciple of the Rile Divine Temple, but also became the Great Elder of the Xianlan Sect later.

After reading this record, Zhang Yang also knew that the demon clan that had invaded the 100,000-mile mountain now was also a branch of his mother's demon clan, but this group of people betrayed his mother's race, and the bloodthirsty demon was the enemy who indirectly killed his father and two sisters. It's no wonder that Zhang Yang has a lot of hatred when he sees the bloodthirsty madman.

These unknown things are known to him today, and he knows that there may be many secrets that he does not know yet.

After a few glances at the scroll, he put it on his body and left the lake.

found Fan Qianyao who was playing in the valley, and Zhang Yang took her to several places he often went to as a child.

The two held hands and enjoyed the scenery, and Zhang Yang said: "It's been ten years, I want to stay here for a few days." First, let's reminisce about my life, and second, to stabilize my cultivation. After being reborn, the true qi in my body is very unstable and needs to be adjusted. ”

Every day, Zhang Yang and Fan Qianyao would enter the lake to absorb some vitality, because Fan Qianyao's cultivation was weak, so the amount of vitality absorbed was smaller, and each time they left the lake before Zhang Yang.

Fan Qianyao stood outside the lake, watching Zhang Yang practice quietly with his eyes closed.

It took three days for Zhang Yang to absorb the vitality every time, and Fan Tianyao wandered around the nearby mountains on the left and right when he had nothing to do.

This place is very secretive, ordinary beasts Fan Qianyao is not afraid, and there are no cultivators who go in and out of other demons and monsters.

Zhang Yang soaked in the lake, and every day these high concentrations of vitality visible to the naked eye disappeared a lot.

Zhang Yang had also seen these immortal mist-like thick vitality ten years ago, but he didn't see the vitality disappear.

And now he will lose some of his vitality in just three days.

I was going to stay here for a few days and leave, but I was afraid that these vitality would be discovered by others, so I stayed here.

With his strength, he can absorb all these vitality in about two months.

Zhang Yang has been absorbing vitality here, and he has not rested for the rest of the time, he still has to practice the magic he has learned, and he also has to study the immortal and demon transformation Dafa left to him by his master.

Zhang Yang came to the nearby mountain peak alone and practiced various tricks.

"Back then, the Dragon King didn't know that I could absorb the vitality on my own, but now this Heavenly Dragon Transformation Fist should be able to exert my true qi if I run the whole body. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but want to give it a try. Make fists with both hands, and run the true qi. True Qi slowly gathered on top of his fists. The true qi in the whole body was moving faster and faster, surging towards the fists frantically.

The vast amount of true qi gathered on top of the two fists, and a golden light erupted.

Before the strength of the fist came out, a dragon groan was heard. Zhang Yang felt that the true qi in his whole body had been exhausted, so he violently swung out his fist.

Bang! Bang!

The shadow of the fist penetrated thousands of meters, and violent explosions occurred everywhere it went.

A golden dragon shadow appeared in the air, accompanied by the fist shadow roaring away.

This blow is the real Tianlong Fist!

After striking this blow, Zhang Yang sat weakly on the ground.

Looking back at Fan Qianyao, who was meditating and cultivating at the foot of the mountain, cold sweat flowed from his face, and he said secretly: "Fortunately, Yao'er is cultivating here, otherwise she wouldn't have been injured by this terrifying explosive force." ”

Hearing the explosion, Fan Qianyao also opened her eyes in surprise. Quickly flew out of the lake and towards the mountain.

Seeing Zhang Yang fall to the ground, Fan Qianyao exclaimed in surprise and thought that Zhang Yang had been injured by a master.

Zhang Yang sat up with his hands on his body, and explained to Fan Qianyao who came over with a wry smile: "Don't worry, I have lost my true qi in my whole body due to excessive exertion, you can take me to the lake to absorb the vitality." ”

Fan Qianyao wiped the cold sweat on her face, and said angrily: "How can anyone cultivate so hard like you, it scares me to death." ”

"Hey, I'll be more leisurely next time..."Zhang Yang said embarrassedly.

Fan Qianyao gave him a blank look, and then helped him walk down the mountain.

Because of the depletion of true qi, Zhang Yang stayed in the lake for seven days.

Seven days later, Zhang Yang opened his eyes, left the lake and sat at the foot of the mountain, recalling the scene when he cast the Heavenly Dragon Transformation Fist seven days ago, and his heart was still very excited.

That power is really as boiled as Bai said, enough to turn the river and the sea!

"You're finally awake, you're a genius!" Suddenly, an old voice came.

Zhang Yang looked sideways, but saw that the dragon king boiled white appeared here.

"Boiled white grandpa!" Zhang Yang exclaimed, and hurriedly saluted him.

"It's really unthinkable. In the past few years, you have practiced Tianlonghua Fist to the fullest, which is really beyond my expectations, I have to say that you are a genius. He said with a smile.

Zhang Yang scratched his head and smiled, then asked curiously, "Why did Grandpa Bai suddenly appear here?"

Boiling Bai snorted lightly and said, "After you rescued me from the Thousand Illusion Waterfall that time, I led the Dragon Clan to conquer the Pterodactyl Clan. The battle between my two clan has been several years, and I only wiped out the Pterodactyl clan a few months ago. Several old fellows of the Pterodactyl Clan were also captured by me in the Dragon Sea Dragon Palace. And I came out this time only to look for my grandson, but I felt the breath of the phantom dragon on the way, so I came to find the breath of the phantom dragon, and I saw the scene of you casting the Heavenly Dragon Transformation Fist seven days ago. ”

"Could it be that the Phantom Dragon is the golden dragon phantom that appeared after casting the Heavenly Dragon Transformation Fist?" Zhang Yang asked.

Yu Bai nodded and said, "Yes, in fact, the Heavenly Dragon Transformation Fist is a summoning technique. With enough power, you can summon an even more powerful Phantom Dragon. ”

After listening to Bai Bai's explanation, Zhang Yang was surprised: "According to this, the dragon shadow is not a phantom, but a real existence?"

"Yes, the Phantom Dragon is also a real existence. But they are sealed in a mysterious space, and only those who have learned the Celestial Dragon Transformation Fist can summon them. And when the fist power disappears, the summoned phantom dragon will be sucked away by the mysterious space again. ”

"It turns out that such a secret can still be hidden in a single exercise. Zhang Yang said in amazement.

Boiling Bai said to Zhang Yang seriously: "You must not tell anyone about this, otherwise you will be killed." Seeing Zhang Yang nodded, he sighed lightly and said to himself: "Hey, I don't know where my grandson is." After so many years, although you won't die with dragon blood, you won't have a good life. ”

Listening to Bai Bai talking to himself, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered the little boy who followed the red-clothed Buddha, so he reminded: "Grandpa Bai, some time ago I met a red-clothed Buddha with a little boy in the 100,000-mile mountain, and that little boy still has the breath of the dragon clan on his body. ”

"Is this true!?" said Shibai excitedly.

Zhang Yang smiled: "Of course this is true, how could I joke with you." ”

"Okay, I'll go to the 100,000-mile mountain. Take care!" Zhang Yang hurriedly shouted, "Grandpa Bai, you have to pay attention." The current 100,000 miles of mountains are occupied by the Demon Realm. Listening to Zhang Yang's words, his white body paused, but he continued to go to the 100,000 miles mountain.

"The Sea of Dragons, isn't that where Hua Xiu went? Back then, the Dragon Ancestor asked Hua Xiu to go to the Sea of Dragons, could it be that the Dragon Ancestor and the Dragon King Ao Bai also knew each other? Now that Ao Bai has eliminated the Wing Loong Clan, Hua Xiu's mission is also completed. Zhang Yang thought about it and said to himself.