Following Zhang Mingxi out of the cave, Chen Qi couldn't help but say, "Thank you Zhang Zhenren!"

"No need, you have something to use, so you can do things for the extraterritorial Heavenly Demon at the beginning, and then the Heavenly Demon is defeated, Zuo Shaoxin will take you under his command, and now this seat also depends on your availability, so I will recruit you over." Zhang Mingxi waved his hand, and a cloud frame that could accommodate two or three people immediately appeared in front of him, he walked up, and Chen Qi also stepped on it.

"No matter what, thank you Zhang Zhenren, Chen Qi will definitely go to the soup and go to the fire, and he will not give up!" Chen Qi made a big gift again.

The cloud frame slowly rises.

"What do I want you to do?" Zhang Mingxi glanced at him, "You just need to do things well." ”

Chen Qi's qualifications are not good, but they are not bad, although his ability is not top, but he is not bad. However, this luck was a little bad, the Heavenly Demon was defeated, and Zuo Shaoxin couldn't be reused because he was implicated by Xiao Baiye, and he was even angry by Fang Ren and came to do the work of a miscellaneous disciple.

Zhang Mingxi took Chen Qi to see the spirit stone mine under the sea first, and found that Zhu Xingyuan had dug enough 3,000 tons these days, and he left smoothly.

Raise the cloud frame again, and prepare to return to the city.

When passing by a small island of square inches outside Abbot Island, he heard Chen Qi's "huh".

"What's wrong?" Zhang Mingxi was clear-eyed, and he heard Chen Qi's voice.

Chen Qi shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that I saw a child on a desert island!"

Monks who have cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years, many times look at mortals and all things without shock, in their opinion, everything is predestined, without their interference, the damned still have to die, live or can live, nothing more than the number of lives has been exhausted and the fate should not be extinguished!

Zhang Mingxi glanced at Chen Qi's gaze, and when he was about to retract his gaze, he was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and actually pressed the cloud frame and landed on the desert island.

The child was lying on the ground in embarrassment, panting heavily, and there were a lot of skin injuries all over his body.

"Little ghost, why are you here alone?" Zhang Mingxi stood and looked at him for a moment, then approached the child.

The child sat up slowly, frowning from time to time to see that the serious injury had not healed.

The moment he saw Zhang Mingxi, he reached out and touched his face, and he was surprised for a moment, but soon became calm: "Zhang Zhenren, I am seriously injured and have not recovered, I am afraid that this ceremony will not be complete." ”

This kid is none other than Qin Zhaohe, who came out to practice not long ago, but now he is a rare embarrassment, and the makeup powder on his face has already been washed away, but Zhang Mingxi in front of him is not surprised, it seems that he has already recognized his appearance.

The hesitation in the child's eyes looked in Zhang Mingxi's eyes, he thought for a while, and said: "There are countless beauties in this mansion, and there are several who are good at fat powder, although your painting is good, but for this seat, it is not unrecognizable." ”

"It's just an experience, and I've been wounded!" the little friar obviously didn't want to go into too much detail.

However, this performance can also be understood in the eyes of Zhang Mingxi and Chen Qi. No one is born to be ruthless, and many times they have to do it. The reasons for some pickled things are only clear to the parties themselves, and they can't escape the words "killing people and seizing treasures", but I don't know if he is the one who started or the one who resisted.

"Get up!" Zhang Mingxi took him to the cloud rack, saw the vigilance on the little monk's face, thought for a while, and explained: "Don't worry, I will hand you over to Master Ling when I go back," he had already seen that this child was young and precocious, and he was afraid that he had a lot of eyes, so he explained again, "This favor has been repaid by the master himself, you don't have to worry." ”

When the little monk heard this, he was forced to hold on to his injuries and reluctantly stood up: "My favor, I will repay it myself, don't calculate it on my master's head!"

"Oh?" Zhang Mingxi looked at the little monk in front of him, seeing that he was injured, he was extremely embarrassed, and his cultivation could be said to be a leader at his age, but after all, he was only a little monk of foundation building, although he broke through the early stage of foundation building, and reached the middle stage of foundation building, but so what? Before he grows up, how many genius monks will fall throughout the ages?

"This seat is now in the middle stage of the Tibetan God, what do you a foundation building monk want to promise to this seat that this seat can see?" Zhang Mingxi first understood the Tao of the cultivation realm too well, in his opinion, a promise from Lian Jiajia, who had reached the early stage of the Tibetan God, was far more important than the promise of this child who didn't know if he could successfully grow up;

The young monk put the sword in his hand back on his waist, wiped the stains on his face, and looked at Zhang Mingxi with bright eyes: "On his day, I will spare your life three times when I say a word in Kunlun!"

Zhang Mingxi was a little stunned, his first reaction was funny, this is also the most normal reaction, a little monk in the middle of foundation building, even if he is a young genius? Even if he can grow up, he will always be a genius, but he may not be able to say a word in Kunlun, such a behemoth as Kunlun, even Miao Wuhua wants to weigh a few points in Kunlun, talent, strength, means, background and even luck are all indispensable, but the child in front of him, in addition to the outstanding talent that seems to be now, what else?

It is a good thing that the little monk has ambitions, but if the ambition is too high, it will inevitably be ambitious, so Zhang Mingxi suddenly lost his interest, and said lightly: "Even if you are talented, what if you can grow up, it is still a question!"

"I'm going to grow up. The light in the little monk's eyes was amazing, although the whole person was young and small, but the momentum was instantly suppressed, "It's still the same sentence, he will spare your life three times when I say it in Kunlun!"

"Abbot Island is separated from Kunlun by the huge East China Sea, what am I doing, I need you to spare my life three times?" Zhang Mingxi sneered twice, and without looking at the little monk's expression, he continued, "Little ghost, do you understand what I mean?"

"I'm a behemoth, you can't pry it, you can't eat it, but it's good to bite two bites, and in the coming day, this island is in your hands, and you're going to go out and bite people." ”

Zhang Mingxi's face changed instantly, and his eyes stared at the young monk who was standing in embarrassment: "Who taught you this?"