Chapter 153 The Wind and Clouds, a Boss

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For Zhang Han, who has been wandering in chaos for countless years when he traveled, chaos is his home. Naturally, he is extremely familiar and soon enters the Zixiao Palace.

Entering the Zixia Hall, Hongjun has appeared on the high platform, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had not noticed the arrival of Zhang Han at all.

However, Zhang Han did not dare to neglect Hongjun at all because of this. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and knelt down to Hongjun respectfully said, "Disciple Xuanqing, see the master." He has always been very respectful of Hongjun and Zhang Han. Therefore, every time he sees Hongjun and Zhang Han, it is basically the highest etiquette. Treating Hongjun, this is also a kind of reward for Hongjun!

"Ye-huh! You're here!"

Like an old man, Hongjun gently opened his eyes, squinted slightly, nodded and said, "Get up, sit down!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

After thanking Hongjun again, Zhang Han went to the futon that suddenly appeared on the ground and did it. He sat on the futon and looked straight at Hongjun, as if he was waiting for the leader's lecture.

"Xuanqing came here this time mainly to introduce you to a Taoist friend." Looking at Zhang Han sitting upright, there was still no change in Hongjun's face, and he still looked indifferent, but the words out of his mouth surprised Zhang Han.

"A senior? Who is it? At least the person who can make Hongjun be called a Taoist friend is also a person who existed in the ancient times, but although there are still some of those great powers in the ancient times, it seems that there is no one that can be called a Taoist friend by Hongjun! Could it be Luo Hu?

Hongjun's words were like shocking thunder, which directly blew up Zhang Han dizzy, and his mind was also constantly thinking. Who is the Taoist friend mentioned in Hongjun's mouth? The names of those powers in the flood also flashed in Zhang Han's heart one after another, but they were excluded one after another.

"Haha!" Just as Zhang Han secretly guessed who the Taoist friend in Hongjun's mouth was, there was a sudden loud laugh in the Zixiao Palace. With that loud laugh, the space of Zixiao Palace suddenly twisted Zhang, and then a Taoist in white appeared with dust. Who is this person?"

Looking at the Taoist in white with dust, Zhang Han's eyes were full of shock. The scene just now happened between lightning. The speed of the incident was too fast. He didn't know how the Taoist in white appeared at all. What's more, this is the Zixiao Palace!

Zixiao Palace is the territory of Hongjun. Hongjun represents the heavenly way and is the only power of the heavenly level in the flood and wilderness. As the nest of the Tiandao level boss, Zixiao Palace is naturally close in defense. It is not at all that ordinary people can travel through at will. Even Zhang Han, the super power of the saint Jiuzhongtian, is purple. When he was in the Xiao Palace, he could only walk honestly. Who was this Taoist in white who could appear in the Zixiao Palace so abruptly?

However, although Zhang Han was shocked by the appearance of the Taoist in white, he was not afraid at all, because this is Hongjun's territory. In the whole world, that guy has the courage to eat ambition and dare to make trouble in the Zixiao Palace? Does that guy have the ability to make trouble in Zixiao Palace?

In addition, Hongjun just said that he would introduce himself a Taoist friend, and when the Taoist in white suddenly appeared, Hongjun, as the master, did not take action. It can be seen that the Taoist in white who suddenly appeared was the Taoist who was going to introduce to Zhang Han in Hongjun's mouth. Friends.

I just don't know who this guy is, but he can be called a Taoist friend by Hongjun. In an instant, Zhang Han's heart also kept flashing through the great powers from the beginning of the world to the current world, corresponding to the Taoist in white in front of him, but none of the famous powers in Zhang Han's mind could match the Taoist in white in front of him.

Who the hell is this guy?

"Haha! The poor Taoist raised his eyebrows, and I have met Xuanqing Taoist friends!" Just as Zhang Han had been speculating about the identity of the Taoist in white, the Taoist in white suddenly smiled and arched his hand to Zhang Han.

"Eat your eyebrows! So it's him!!"

After listening to the self-introduction of the Taoist in white, Zhang Han's heart suddenly shocked, and a trace of clearness flashed in his eyes, and the countless speculations in his heart were also explained in an instant.

Zhang Han naturally has an impression of the person who raises his eyebrows. In the records of later generations, the body of raising eyebrows is a hollow willow tree, and it is also one of the three thousand chaotic demon gods. He is in charge of the law of space and escapes the disaster of the sky. At the beginning of the sky, he became sanctified earlier than Hongjun and called himself the eyebrow god.

There have been rumors that Hongjun and Yangmei had competed once, but that time Hongjun was a fiasco. Hongjun was not the opponent of raising eyebrows at all. All the treasures were taken away by raising eyebrows. If it hadn't been for Hongjun, he would have been the chosen person by heaven. If there is a way of heaven secretly want to take care of it, how Yangmei would he deal with Hongjun!

In this life, although Zhang Han has never seen raising eyebrows, he does not know whether the legends handed down in later generations are correct, but since there is a real existence of this person, the legends of future generations should not be wrong.

And with that kind of legend, this person can be a Taoist friend of Hongjun, but how can this guy appear here? Isn't he afraid that Hongjun, who has already agreed, will deal with him now, or does this guy also have the strength to compete with Hongjun?

At the thought that Yangmei might have the strength to compete with Hongjun, Zhang Han suddenly shook his heart. He hurriedly raised his head and looked carefully at Yang Mei. Not to mention, at the beginning, Zhang Han was shocked by Yang Mei's identity, so he had never observed Yang Mei well.

Now when he looked carefully, Zhang Han's heart suddenly twitched, because he found that with the strength of his saint Jiuzhongtian, he could not see through the strength of Yangmei at all, as if Yangmei himself was standing, but there seemed to be nothing there. This feeling couldn't help but shock Zhang Han's heart.

Is it that this guy really has the strength to compete with Hongjun and the strength of the heavenly level? For a moment, Zhang Han couldn't help but be terrmented, and his eyes that raised his eyebrows also became strange. Well, Xuanqing, I'm coming to you today, mainly because of raising my eyebrows!" Hongjun's tone on the high platform is still so indifferent, as if nothing in the world can change Hongjun's face.

"The strength of raising eyebrows is the twelve heavens of saints!" Suddenly, Hongjun seemed to think of something and suddenly said.

"The sage's twelve heavens?"

As soon as Hongjun said this, Zhang Han was stunned, but then he was immediately relieved. Although Zhang Han was shocked by the cultivation of raising his eyebrows with the twelve heavens of saints, it was at least better than raising his eyebrows with the strength of heaven! Although this saint's twelve heavens are strong, it is still the holy land after all. Compared with the heavenly level, it is not worth mentioning. It is rubbish at all.

Thinking that the cultivation of raising eyebrows has not yet reached the heavenly level, Zhang Han's heart is also slightly happy. After all, at this time, there is already a heavenly level boss as Hongjun above his head. If there is one, his pressure will be much greater, and he will have much more concerns about doing things in the future.

After all, Yangmei and Hongjun are different. Although Hongjun is a heavenly step, Hongjun is already in harmony. Hongjun, which is not a big deal, will not deliberately intervene in the world of flood and famine. Zhang Han's actions will also be greatly relaxed.

But raising eyebrows is different. This guy is not as good as Hongjun. This guy is completely a free man. He is strong and has nothing to restrict him. If he wants to get something out, he will definitely give him a headache! Your actions will also change because of your concerns!

This kind of thing is completely what Zhang Han doesn't want. Therefore, at this time, when he heard that raising his eyebrows was just a holy place and not a heavenly step, Zhang Han was still very happy. Unconsciously, a smile flashed in his eyes. Looking at the eyebrows, his eyes became less strange, but much more friendly.

After all, although he is not a super boss of Tiandao, at least he is also a saint! Moreover, this guy is still a saint who is stronger than himself, so it's better not to offend him. It's better to make friends with this guy.

Thinking about it, Zhang Han couldn't help but become softer and friendly.

"Haha! Hongjun Taoist friend is right. I don't have the heavenly level, it's just a small holy land!" He raised his eyebrows and laughed. However, in that laughter, Zhang Han still keenly felt the trace of bitterness hidden under the laughter of raising his eyebrows.

Looking at the smiling eyebrows, Zhang Han did not know how to comfort him. Zhang Han also knew that practitioners like them have been able to practice and keep improving all their lives, hoping that one day they can surpass themselves, transcend the heavenly way, and pursue the journey of Tao.

Now raising his eyebrows is already a saint, and it is the end of the cultivation class of the holy land. It is the realm of the saint's twelve heavens. Listening to the tone of raising the eyebrows, it is obvious that it has been a long time to reach the realm of the twelve heavens of the saint. It is impossible for the person who seeks the Tao to try to sprint to the heavenly level.

But at this time, listening to the bitterness in the eyebrows, Zhang Han knew that the sprint of eyebrows must have failed, and the number of failures must have been more than once or twice. Otherwise, it is impossible to express so bitterness in the words with the state of mind that can reach the twelve heavens of saints.

Thinking about it, Zhang Han couldn't help flashing an idea in his heart. He had reached the realm of the saint's nine heavens. Sooner or later, he would reach the realm of the saint's twelve heavens. In the future, he will face a better realm like raising his eyebrows, and secretly suffer. What about it?