Cultivation Begins From The Desert

After sending Huang Yi to do his own way of exploring, Zhou Yang and Taoist companion Xiao Ying said hello and went to the Yin Puppet Sect ruins.

"It's only been half a year, Daoyou Zhou, what are you doing to find Xu again?"

At the Yin Puppet Sect ruins, Xu Song, who sensed Zhou Yang's arrival, came out of the cave in the depths of the ground with an unhappy face to meet him.

In the face of his complaints, Zhou Yang's face flashed with embarrassment, and he could only pretend not to see Gu Zuo and said, "Senior, are you still used to it here?"

Xu Songgui is old and mature, who doesn't know that he is changing the subject, but the situation is better than others, so he can only reply with Zhou Yang's words: "This place is not bad, it seems that many people have died before, even in the past. I don't know how many years have passed, and the resentment has not dissipated, which is very beneficial to my practice."

Hearing his nonchalant tone, Zhou Yang's brows twitched, and he couldn't help but look at him and persuade: "I advise you to be more careful, senior, although ghost cultivators can absorb all kinds of yin and suffocating qi to practice. , but this kind of resentment has absorbed too much, and your will will inevitably be polluted by it, senior, will you still be you?"

When Xu Song heard what he said, he rolled his eyes angrily and said, "You said it easily, if I don't absorb this resentment and practice, how can I improve my cultivation? Do you think this old man doesn't know this resentment? Is it the aftermath of the suffocating qi? This old man can't do anything about it!"

In the end, the words were full of helplessness.

Zhou Yang was silent for a while.

For practitioners, whether they are immortals or demons, improving their cultivation is always a top priority.

If a cultivator can't even meditate, what else does he have to do?

Even if he is Xu Song's master, it is impossible to stifle the other party's idea of ​​improving his cultivation.

What's more, Xu Song's cultivation base has improved, and he is also a beneficiary.

After being so silent for a while, he couldn't help but ask with unwillingness: "Senior, you are pedantic, isn't there a way to solve this problem?"

"Of course there is a way, it depends on whether your kid will allow the old man to do it!"

The corner of Xu Song's mouth twitched, and he slowly stated his true purpose.

It turned out that he had been waiting for Zhou Yang to mention this!

As an old ghost cultivator, he certainly knew where Zhou Yang valued himself the most.

If he was polluted and lost his wisdom because he absorbed too much resentment, his use value for Zhou Yang would undoubtedly be greatly reduced, and Zhou Yang might have to personally kill him at that time.

This is not a good thing for him, but for Zhou Yang, it is also a huge loss.

So he also decided that Zhou Yang could not let him continue to practice like this.

Although Zhou Yang knew from his words that he was putting a trap on himself, he couldn't break free, so he could only follow his words: "Then senior, tell me about your solution, junior take a look. Is it feasible."

"The old man knows that your kid is kind and soft-hearted, and I can't see the old man harming innocent people by means of magic."

"So the solution for this old man is actually very simple, that is, you help the old man find some wicked villains, and the old man extracts their soul sacrifices and makes them into ghost clones, so that when the old man practices, he can use these ghost clones to replace the old man. To endure the erosion of resentment in those resentful auras, it will only be the loss of a ghost avatar!"

Xu Song had a stern smile on his face, and said his solution in a gloomy tone.

"no!"

Zhou Yang's eyelids twitched, and he refused Xu Song's request almost without thinking.

Killing people and practicing martial arts are standard magic methods, how could he agree to Xu Song's request.

He looked at Xu Song with an ugly face, and said sternly, "No matter what, killing people and practicing martial arts is absolutely impossible! Senior, you should think of other ways!"

Xu Song didn't expect his reaction to be so big, he was stunned for a while after hearing the words, then his face sank, and he said angrily: "Just kill some wicked people! Are there still a few people killed?"

"No, you can kill, but this old man can't kill!"

How could Zhou Yang be held back by this kind of remark, even if he retorted with a stern face: "Senior's words are bad, although the junior also killed a lot of people, but it was a normal battle between immortal cultivators and killed them. Life and death have fate, and you can't blame others."

"However, as the senior said, practicing with people is a demonic act that is hated and hated by all immortal practitioners. This is a battle of the Dao. As an immortal cultivator, how can the junior agree to this!"

What he said was righteous words, his face was full of righteousness, and there was no falsehood at all.

Xu Song looked at his righteous look, and for some reason, a nameless anger rose from his heart, and when he opened his mouth, he was about to curse.

However, when the words came into his mouth, when he remembered that his life was still in Zhou Yang's hands, his heart suddenly became cold, but he suddenly changed his words.

"Then how are you going? Old man, I can't find any other solution. If you have any good solution, just say it."

He looked at Zhou Yang with resentment and complained, like a little daughter-in-law who was wronged.

When Zhou Yang heard what he said, it was hard to answer.

If he had a way, he wouldn't have asked Xu Song.

After thinking about it, he put on a soft tone and sincerely persuaded: "Senior, it's better not to absorb the resentment and practice first, I will help the senior to pay attention to this matter, until you find a solution, senior you still Just wait!"

Hearing his tone softened, Xu Song couldn't really be entangled like a grudge, so he waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about this later, you haven't said your purpose for coming to see the old man today!"

When Zhou Yang heard what he said, he knew in his heart that he didn't really want to obey his own opinion and give up his practice, but this matter is really bad, no matter what he said, he could only suppress it and said honestly, "I'm about to talk to my seniors. Speaking of this matter, this junior wants to go to Huangshamen, and wants to ask senior to follow him, so he may ask senior to come forward to shock him!"

When Xu Song heard the words, a faint green light flashed in the ghost's eyes, and he looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Oh, aren't you afraid that if the old man comes forward, it will cause the opposite effect?"

Zhou Yang was looking at him like this, but his expression did not change: "So this is just a backup method for the younger generation. If it is not used, it will be better."

"If that's the case, why don't the old man accompany you for a trip."

Immediately, Xu Song entered the "Yunshen Tablet" that Zhou Yang carried at any time, and then followed Zhou Yang to the mountain gate of Huangshamen.

Because it was an official visit, Zhou Yang had not yet arrived at the oasis where the mountain gate of Huangshamen was, so he notified Zhang Yunpeng in the form of a flying sword.

Therefore, after he arrived outside the mountain gate of Huangshamen, Zhang Yunpeng, the head of Huangshamen, actually welcomed him out of the mountain gate to welcome him.

This kind of courtesy fully shows how high Zhou Yang's status is in Zhang Yunpeng's heart now.

"After nineteen years of separation, Daoyou Zhou has reached this level of cultivation, which is really enviable and jealous!"

Inside the Huangshamen, after Zhang Yunpeng welcomed Zhou Yang into the main hall of the mountain gate, he opened his mouth and expressed his amazement at Zhou Yang's cultivation.

Nineteen years may not be enough for ordinary cultivators in the Zifu period to raise one level of cultivation.

However, Zhou Yang had been away for nineteen years, and his cultivation had risen from the first floor of the Purple Mansion to the fourth floor of the Purple Mansion. Although Zhang Yunpeng knew the news for a long time, after seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement.

He looked at Zhou Yang in amazement, his eyes flickering for a while.

After Zhou Yang opened up the Purple Mansion, he had not made a breakthrough in his cultivation for 20 years. He thought that Zhou Yang's potential was just like that.

But the facts he has seen now tell him that he is still younger than the wily Cao Wenjin.

Zhou Yang is still the same Zhou Yang, and the improvement of his cultivation base is still as fast as before, which is far beyond comparison.

"As expected of a genius valued by cultivators in the Yuan Ying period!"

With a sigh in his heart, Zhang Yunpeng looked at Zhou Yang with a look of anticipation on his face and asked, "Dare to ask fellow Daoist Zhou, have you handed over the master's relic to Senior Qingyang Master?"

At the beginning, Cao Wenjin left a storage bag for Zhou Yang to hand over to Qingyang Master, and asked Qingyang Master to give Huangshamen some care. Zhou Yang completed this task when he went to Xianyang City for the second time.

Originally, after he came back, he should have explained the situation directly to Zhang Yunpeng, but for some reason, he did not inform his clan brother Zhou Yuanchen, who came to inquire about the news, about the incident that day.

At this time, he met Zhang Yunpeng, and heard the other party directly ask about this matter. It would be difficult for him to hang him again.

When even said with a smile: "Senior Shi Qingyang accepted it, and asked Zhou to tell Zhang Sect. Every 50 years, Xuanyang Xianzong would sell a batch of foundation building pills and purple to Huangshamen at a fair price. Yundan, for a period of five hundred years, the time will be counted from the first time you purchased the pill."

When Zhang Yunpeng heard the words, his face was startled, and then he couldn't help but ask with a look of disappointment on his face: "Did Qingyang Zhenren just say this?"

He didn't seem to be very satisfied with Zhou Yang's answer.

"What? Does Sect Master Zhang think this benefit is not enough?"

Zhou Yang's face changed, and his tone became a little subtle.

Because the storage bag was under special restrictions, if someone opened it, the person who opened it later would know, so he didn't know what kind of treasure was inside.

But in his opinion, the promise that Qingyang Zhenren gave to Huangshamen is really not low in value.

With a batch of cheap Foundation Establishment Pills and Ziyun Pills purchased every 50 years, the number of Foundation Establishment monks and Zifu monks who will serve as the backbone of the sect in the future will definitely be much more than now~www.wuxiamtl.com ~Is this not enough?

However, for Zhang Yunpeng, who knew everything, although Qingyang's promise was good, it was not the promise they wanted the most!

You must know that the storage bag contained half of the sixth-order demon king that Cao Wenjin desperately earned!

But things have already been sent out, their little Huangshamen, how can they have the capital to bargain with the real person of Yuanying period.

Therefore, after hearing Zhou Yang's somewhat subtle words, Zhang Yunpeng's expression changed, and he quickly said with a shy smile: "Zhou Daoyou misunderstood, of course Zhang is satisfied, of course satisfied, if you see Qingyang Senior Qingyang again in the future, please remember to represent him. Zhang Mou and Huang Shamen thank the old man for his kindness!"

"If there is a chance, Zhou will certainly not hesitate to help Daoyou Zhang."

Zhou Yang smiled lightly, but did not expose him.

Then the conversation changed, and he looked at Zhang Yunpeng with bright eyes and asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I don't know if Fairy Jiang is in the door? Zhou has something important to discuss with the two fellow Daoists!"