Chapter 347 Zhu Hongzhi's Dream

Wang Chao didn't care. He raised his leg and walked to the Star. In Yang Honglie's surprised eyes, the Star unexpectedly opened a channel.

"Yang Hui, I'm coming!" Wang Chao shouted inside excitedly.

"Little brother, I'll show you the way." Yang Honglie hurriedly followed and pointed to Wang Chao, and the two walked up intimately.

In the wonderful world, Zhu Hongzhi was standing in a valley at this time. The scenery of this valley is ordinary, but he has been standing there for two or three days.

The valley is very remote, and there is another weed in the valley. Zhu Hongzhi is shining yellow all over, and many things above his head are floating.

Among them, there were gourds, scriptures, Huang Long and many mysterious words that couldn't help flashing in them. Zhu Hongzhi was like a dream, and many seemingly familiar characters came to him one after another to greet him, but in a blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace.

The names of these people are in his mouth, but he always can't remember them. In the end, he is about to forget who he is and where he comes from and where he wants to go.

On this day, Zhu Hongzhi came out of the valley with his eyes and suddenly looked at the sky and was stunned. Finally, he flew up, with two yellow light wings on his back.

After the light wings fanned a few times, they have come to the sky above, below the world's film.

Zhu Hongzhi gently stroked the transparent film with his hand, bent his right hand, instantly turned into a horrible claw, scratched on the film, and drilled out of the crack.

As soon as he came to the starry sky, he recovered into that dimness, and there was no more light in the spiritual world. Zhu Hongzhi also seemed to feel strange. His eyes searched in the starry sky. Two red lights stretched out infinitely, swept through hundreds of stars, and finally stayed on a pale yellow star.

This star is very far away from here, and only a yellow dot can be seen here, but as he gets closer and closer, this yellow dot slowly becomes bigger.

The starry sky is full of twists and turns. Zhu Hongzhi often flies in it and finds himself back behind.

Although Zhu Hongzhi was a little demented at this time, he was more determined and continued to fly forward according to his own ideas.

After countless twists and turns, he finally rushed to the front of the stars, and then grabbed the world film with another claw and jumped into it.

This is a mountain full of aura. There seems to be a cultivation sect in the mountain. Several disciples who guard the mountain are all scenes of Taoist monks, rolling all over their bodies. If this is placed in those low-level worlds, they may also be the ancestor.

"Who is at the foot of the mountain? What did you do in our Huaxianzong?" A fairy-like disciple wrapped in plain clothes looked at Zhu Hongzhi who walked to the foot of the mountain and asked.

"Taoist leader Chen... Zhu..." Zhu Hongzhi's eyes were puzzled, and he really couldn't remember who he was.

"Taoism? Why have I never heard of the sect here? The disciple frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't figure out where there was such a sect.

"What kind of god did you come to us for?" Although this disciple heard him say that he was also the leader of a party, he saw that his walking footsteps were floating, and he could not even feel any energy reaction all over his body, so that he regarded him as a cheating bastard.

"I'm here to find someone."

The disciple burst into laughter as soon as he heard this; "Hahaha, it turns out that he also came to learn from his teacher. Just tell the truth. Do you need to brag randomly?"

Zhu Hongzhi did not defend himself, allowing a disciple to take himself in and follow a path up the mountain.

I walked all the way to a platform halfway up the mountain to see that dozens of children were waiting there.

"Go in. Although you are a little older, you may be favored by some brother and be a handyman or something. It's better for you to go back to the countryside and continue farming." The disciple who brought him up saw him standing there in a daze and pushed him in.

Zhu Hongzhi's eyes are still blank, just looking foolishly at a place on the top of the mountain, where there is a square stone platform, on which there is an iron bar straight into the sky.

Although the children on the original stone platform were secretly laughing at his age, no one dared to talk loudly. They saw that he looked stupid when he came here and looked down on him even more.

After a while, several middle-aged people came from the mountain. After looking at the children for a while, they chose a few of them to take to the mountain. The rest who were not selected sighed and walked down the mountain, but Zhu Hongzhi still couldn't help looking at the mountain.

"You'd better go down the mountain. You are older than the best age to practice Taoism again. Even if you practice forcibly, it will be a waste of effort." At this time, there was still a middle-aged man who came down from above who had not selected a disciple. Seeing that Zhu Hongzhi still did not leave, he thought that he still wanted to join the Huaxian Sect.

"I don't want to practice Taoism. I just want to live on it." Zhu Hongzhi also spoke very strangely, and his tone seemed to give people a sense of arrogance.

"Oh, what can you do?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"I can work." When Zhu Hongzhi said this, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his brain, as if something was going to burst out of it. He couldn't help squatting and howling at that time.

The middle-aged man hurriedly ran to him and put his hand on his eyebrows. Then he found that the young man's body was pure and could not feel anything turbid.

"The qualification is good, but it's a pity that people are a little stupid. Since there is no suitable disciple, I will accept you first." The middle-aged man pulled Zhu Hongzhi up, and a pure breath touched his brain slightly, which stopped his pain.

When Zhu Hongzhi heard the middle-aged man's words, he smiled stupidly and followed him to the mountain.

Middle-aged people have been staring at him curiously all the way, but he didn't notice it at all.

Huaxianzong is an ordinary sect in the world of immortal cultivation. Every year, it selects apprentices in the mountains and selects smart and well-qualified children nearby to be their own disciples.

Zhu Hongzhi just came in time. Although he was too old, those mountain-keeper disciples still sent him there playfully, but they didn't expect that this seemingly stupid young man was also selected.

"This is your future residence. Just clean this place carefully. When I am free tomorrow, I will naturally pass on your Taoism." The middle-aged man took Zhu Hongzhi to the top and came to a hut.

Zhu Hongzhi didn't say much. He pushed the door directly and went inside. A ** lying in the corner closed his eyes.

The middle-aged man was stunned. He didn't expect that he would start to sleep like this. He had the intention to wake him up, but he took a few steps forward and never could do it.

"Well, if you are tired on your way, just take a nap first."

The middle-aged man walked out of the hut helplessly and walked towards a small green wood building next to him.

At this time, Zhu Hongzhi fell into a dream again. In the dream, he seemed to have become a teenager, led by a white-bearded old man to practice spells in a sect called the First Demon Sect.

Zhu Hongzhi was very awake at this time and knew that he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up from the dream, so he had to watch the teenager live in the hut in the back mountains of the Shimo sect.

"What are you doing here?" Suddenly, a girl's voice came from outside, and Zhu Hongzhi saw a girl standing behind the teenager.

"I'm cleaning up the house." The teenager stared at the girl with a trace of joy on his face.

"My name is Li Qiurong, and I am the outer disciple of the Shimo Palace. How about you?" The little girl asked the teenager.

"My name is... I can't tell you yet." The teenager looked at Li Qiurong with apologetically.

"Well, don't say it if you don't say it. I don't know!" Li Qiurong ran out of the door with an unhappy face and walked down the mountain.

"Qiu Rong, where are you going!" The teenager chased her outside and shouted nervously.

"I'm going back to the mountain. I'll come to you another day!" Li Qiurong waved his hand to the back, but left without looking back.