"Otherwise, how dare you say that Jindan? It's just that this Jindan, after all, the foundation is unstable, and the future achievements are limited.

However, those two daughters are your family dependents, and they will naturally follow you into the cave in the future, and you don't have to worry about opening your own mansion, and there is nothing to take Jindan!"

Wang Zhenling's heart suddenly moved, it was Jiuzhou Shenlu, a disciple of a big sect like Ziling Mountain, and not everyone was qualified to open a mansion.

A core disciple like Wang Zhenling, who cultivates the Great Cave Purple Spirit Fire, the Cave Mansion Cave Heaven has already prepared for him, and there is no need to worry about it at all.

And ordinary disciples have to go through a lot of postgraduate examinations, like Ling Yao's second daughter, they are not even formal disciples, but Wang Zhenling's dependents......

There are a lot of such cases, who does not have a few relatives in the family?

When you practice by yourself, you always have to take care of one or two.

What's more, whether it is in the cave or in the cave, it is not a single person, and a large number of subordinates, couples, and so on are also needed.

Just like Wang Zhenling's metaphor back then, opening a house is equivalent to opening a company by yourself.

And not everyone is suitable for starting a company, and some people have personality and ability, and they are more suitable for part-time work......

is like Ling Yao's second daughter, obviously there is no possibility and necessity to open a mansion.

Therefore, Wang Zhenling is really tempted.

It's just that Wang Zhenling is not familiar with the so-called Elder Bai at all, how can he go to someone to ask for the golden pill?

The golden pill that can make mortals achieve the true is not an ordinary thing when you think about it!

Let's wait first, and when I have the opportunity in the future, I will meet that Elder Bai. Or ask Master......

Wang Zhenling has made up his mind!

The immortal path is long, and it does not fight for one year or two.

For Wang Zhenling, an old guy who has lived for thousands of years, he has enough patience.

"Thank you for mentioning it, little brother, I know!"

"That's good, I won't disturb your cultivation!"

This He Zhenzi said with a smile, and then said goodbye.

Wang Zhenling is a disciple of Luo Changsheng, and his cultivation progress is fast.

In the future, the future will definitely be great, not to mention the knot, this relationship cannot be bad.

Waiting for He Zhenzi to leave, Wang Zhenling entered the building, and all the immortal servants came to visit.

Both men and women are elegant and handsome, and a few maids will not be worse than Ling Yao's two daughters in appearance and temperament.

However, as Tonghe Zhenzi said, these are all transformed by the grass and trees in the mountains, not mortals.

Seeing that there is golden light on his body, it is at least true.

This surprised Wang Zhenling, on this Purple Spirit Mountain, even the servants are all true, and they can be regarded as immortals.

No wonder it is said that in the so-called fairy world, there are no mortals!

sighed in his heart, these immortal servants were all respectful.

They are all elves in the mountains, serving the disciples on the mountain for generations, and some of them are thousands of years old.

Although they are all true, they are not a little arrogant and self-controlled, and they are extremely respectful to Wang Zhenling.

These grew up in the mountains, and although they practiced some spells, they didn't fight much, and they weren't proud.

In the immortal realm, the Quanzhen Dao people are already the lowest.

What's more, a core disciple like Wang Zhenling, in a few years, will open a mansion or even a big hole!

Wang Zhenling took a turn in the small building by himself, but he was quite satisfied with this place.

In this small building, there is a quiet room, full of aura, and one day of practice here is probably better than several years in the world.

"Since that's the case, then I'll start cultivating and strive to survive the third thunder tribulation in the shortest possible time!"

Wang Zhenling said secretly, "I also want to see if the third thunder tribulation will be the same as what I just thought!"

Time flies, like a white horse passing through a gap.

For mortals, once time passes, there is no trace.

However, for cultivators, especially those who have followed the Pure Truth, it is different!

This is especially true for cultivators after the realm of pure truth.

In a moment, it will be engraved with its own traces.

This is the meaning of the whole truth, the whole truth used to be false, it will be washed away by the water of time like a beach, and disappear without a trace.

And Quanzhen is already a reef on the shore, washed by the flow of time for thousands of years.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed!

......

With a bang, the gate of heaven opened and closed, and with the thunder, it seemed that a strange world appeared, and the next moment Wang Zhenling was engulfed in this world.

Everywhere there was a desolate void, and although there were some plants, they were all strangely shaped and eerie.

The sky glowed with blood-colored firelight, and it seemed that from time to time there were snowflake ashes falling.

Let the whole earth drift everywhere with thick ashes!

And as Wang Zhenling broke in, it seemed to alarm the ashes, and the ashes rolled all over the sky, like a blade, sweeping towards Wang Zhenling.

Even from all over the darkness, some shadowy black shadows, as if they had no body, killed under the cover of ashes.

"This is the real thunderstorm!"

Seeing this, Wang Zhenling was not only not afraid, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's been a year later, the third thunderstorm!

The first two thunder tribulations were just a small test, a small fight.

Only from the third thunder tribulation can it be regarded as truly dangerous, and it has gone deep into the demon realm, that is, the land of the abyss.

However, the danger of this level may be dangerous for other disciples, but for Wang Zhenling, who has gone down to the abyss countless times, it is really nothing, and he even has a kind feeling!

Who let Wang Zhenling have a doppelganger back then, and also incarnated as an abyss lord?

Therefore, entering such a low-level abyss place, there was nothing worthy of Wang Zhenling's fear at all.

Seeing a heavy shadow besieged by.

Wang Zhenling's body moved, and his whole person was like these demon shadows, without the slightest weight, walking on the thick ash earth, leaving no trace.

And these three thunder tribulations were thrown into the demon realm...... Actually, it's still a drill.

Without him, this layer of the abyss is too weak!

It is the weakest of the abyssal planes.

It is estimated that the strongest Abyss Lords are only equivalent to the Golden Edict!

And for Wang Zhenling, the most important thing is ...... In this way, in this thunderstorm experience, the more monsters he kills, the more benefits he will get!

Thinking of this, the corners of Wang Zhenling's mouth curled slightly, "What if I kill this layer of the Demon Realm?"

The sword flashed, and another sword pierced through a demonic shadow, which was instantly burned.

......

"Every sword is so brilliant that there is no extra strength at all. To kill a monster, the power used is just right, not a little more, not a little weaker.

This kind of swordsmanship that has been tempered for thousands of years is definitely not known how many battles have been fought before it is refined.

It seems that he has regained his memory. At least part of the ...... has been restored."

At this time, Wang Zhenling didn't know that his every move in the demon world was clearly seen.

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