Chapter 80 Tianxuan Old Man

"Crazy! Crazy! Old dragon! Zixuan is crazy!" The horned dragon in the Zixuan Zifu universe saw all this in his eyes. Suddenly, the word "child's play" appeared in his mind.

"The horned dragon! Zixuan, this is for the whole world of cultivation. Take care of the overall situation and do a good job!"

"Do you take care of the overall situation? And that demon crooked?" The horned dragon pointed excitedly to the front of the void.

The dragon did not refute, but asked, "Magician, what are you paying attention to?"

"Do whatever you want!" The horned dragon replied casually, and then quickly argued, "But he is an evil half-demon!" Didn't you see that he even killed the two spies who sneaked into the right path?

"Naturally, I saw it, hehe... Half of the evil of the Tao, half of the random demon. Even you said that those two are the right spies. Isn't the spies killed by everyone?"

The horned dragon thought for a while and sighed, "Forget it! I can't tell you. You are so eloquous..."

"It's not that I'm eloquence, but that you don't see far enough." Long also suddenly sighed: "You can also see today's tragedy. Now there are countless casualties and great damage to strength. Zixuan can only hope to stop this dispute with Xue Sanlang. Even if Xue Sanlang doesn't come out, as long as he concentrates on the disaster, Zixuan will definitely survive this level with his current strength. However, Zhang Zixuan's Xuanlong Sword is also..."

The horned dragon did not answer any more, his eyes were closed, and he was obviously settled.

Long smiled bitterly and said to Xue Sanlang in the void, "It seems that you still can't bear to kill Zixuan!"

In one of the thirty-six underground secret rooms of Yi Jiao, there are all the people who can speak of Yi Jiao. This includes Zixuan, a young education advocate of Yijiao.

"What!" Meng Yu was stunned for a long time. She stared at Zhang Zixuan with her eyes, and her red lips trembled slightly: "Brother and sister... dead?"

She had known that Zhang Jing would die here for a long time, but she still felt a little painful after hearing it with her own ears. Even if there is no one around him, he can't help but be gloomy.

"Not bad. However, as long as the soul does not die, his father will come back one day. Zhang Zixuan looked solemn. He took out the token given to him by Zhang Jing and put it on the coffee table: "I have kept this sign for many years. It will be returned here today.

"What? Oh...that's right, since you have become an easy-to-tect Orthodox master..."

"No, this position of master has to be..." Zhang Zixuan stopped at this time and turned his head to look at Feng Tiancheng.

Feng Tiancheng looked left and right doubtfully, then pointed to the tip of his nose and was surprised, "You're not asking me to be, are you?"

Zhang Zixuan nodded with a smile. Feng Tiancheng quickly stood up and fled out quickly. But his current strength naturally can't escape Zhang Zixuan's eyes. A blue mask suddenly appeared at the door of the secret room. When Feng Tiancheng fell on it, he bounced Feng Tiancheng back like a spring.

Feng Tiancheng turned around in mid-air, and then steadily landed on his original seat: "Don't force me, I won't do anything."

"Uncle Feng is too modest. There is no one else in this position except you. Zhang Zixuan is still determined.

"Then why don't you do it yourself?" Feng Tiancheng was a little angry: "Your father passed on the throne of the master to you!" Are you going to disobey your father's last wish?"

Zhang Zixuan frowned slightly: "Xue Sanlang is going to cross the difficulties of the road. I want to seek a faster breakthrough..."

When everyone heard the words, they were all surprised and couldn't say anything. The difficulty of the road is a big disaster that only occurs when spiritual practitioners advance to the realm of three flowers. In this way, Xue Sanlang has reached the end of Erhua! That is the strength of Xianjun! This is also the only master of Sanqing in heaven. What's more terrible is that Xue Sanlang actually wants to advance to the realm of Sanhua!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If he had reached this level, he would have attacked Yi Jiao long ago!" An easy-to-temon elder shouted. Now in Yijiao, except for Feng Tiancheng and the dead Zhang Jing, there are almost no masters with more than one flower. If Xue Sanlang really reaches the strength of the late period of Erhua, one person will have destroyed the whole Yijiao.

"Nothing is impossible." An old man in white, with white hair and beard, and two long eyebrows floating to his chest appeared at the door of the secret room, with a kind smile on his face.

"Senior Tianxuan!" Except for Zhang Zixuan, the people in the secret room stood up and worshiped this person.

"Don't be polite." This person is the people of Yijiao's secret altar, the old man Tianxuan, who was once known as the master of the real world. His real name is unknown, but when he wanders in the world of cultivation, he has always been dressed in white mysterious Taoist clothes, and his surname is Tian. So over time, the practitioners called him Tianxuan and forgot his real name.

At this time, the old man in the world looked at Zhang Zixuan with a happy face and asked, "Little friend, are you Zhang Zixuan? It seems that your strength should not be weak with me.

As soon as this word came out, everyone in the secret room was in an uproar! They have always heard a little about Zhang Zixuan's strength, and he is not very strong. Just now, when Zhang Zixuan said that Xue Sanlang had the strength of Erhua in the later period, everyone thought he was exaggerating. However, now Tianxuan said that his strength was comparable to that of himself, and he expected that Zhang Zixuan would not be too bad.

"The younger generation is just advanced, and many wonderful methods can't be used yet." Zhang Zixuan said humbly. Naturally, he felt that the strength of the predecessors in front of him must be far better than him, but it was not as strong as Xue Sanlang.

But I didn't expect that everyone in the secret room was even more surprised to hear the words! They have always thought that people in the secret world are only about the strength of a flower at most. If you pass the second flower, you still have to be recruited by the heaven? But Zhang Zixuan alone reached the early stage of Erhua, that is, the strength of Luo Tianshangxian. No wonder he can escape from Xue Sanlang.

They suddenly remembered themselves. After so many years of cultivation, they were still running for a flower, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"It's already ten minutes! If you make a little more progress, these old bones will not be your opponents!" The old man Tianxuan smiled and then said with a serious look, "However, you, the master, must do it."

"Why?" Zhang Zixuan knew the dignity of the old man Tianxuan, and he must know that he was not Zhang Jing's personal heir, so why did he insist on making himself the leader?

"As the saying goes, the secrets cannot be revealed. You can do this position of the master, but you can choose the person who executes the responsibility of the master..." The old man Tianxuan smiled again, but in the eyes of Feng Tiancheng, this smile was really treacherous.

"You can rest assured about attacking the door. We old men can't take the initiative to attack because we still have a big enemy in front of us, but we are still confident to keep Yijiao's three acres of land. I just want to say to you that Yijiao is not as simple as it seems.

After saying that, the old man Tianxuan walked to Zhang Zixuan and said, "Come with me. I have something to say to you."

Zhang Zixuan nodded, and the old man Tianxuan grabbed his little arm. Then the blue light flashed, and the two disappeared into the secret room at the same time.

"Oh, my God! Why am I so miserable!" Feng Tiancheng saw that the old man Tianxuan disappeared and shouted, "There will be no time to be unrestrained in the future!"

His scream broke the originally dull atmosphere in the secret room, and even Meng Yu, who was a little sad beside him, couldn't help laughing.

"Master of the Wind, just accept your fate!" An elder who had a good deal with Fengtian in the past also joked, "Who is your deputy teacher? Will it be better in this way?

The elder also read out the word "your" heavily, which made Meng Yu, who had always been generous, blushing. For a while, the haze of Zhang Jing's death temporarily disappeared.

But at this time, the voice of the old man Tianxuan was remembered in the secret room: "The next day, Feng Tiancheng will marry Meng Yu. I hope everyone will come to help the fun. This is also a reward given to you by the old way.

This is the phony of thousands of miles. At this time, the old man Tianxuan had moved with Zhang Zixuan to the most secret altar of Yijiao.

Zhang Zixuan looked around and saw that this place was like a small space created by a person. The sun, moon and stars were actually hanging in the sky. At this time, there were dozens of Taoist-like people meditating in the middle of the sky, and a few golden lights loomed in his body to show their extraordinary.

"Friends, Zhang Zixuan is back!" The old man Tianxuan spread this word to the hearts of all the meditated people, which is also skillful. If there is no high strength, interrupting other people's practice is very likely to make others run around and hurt their consciousness.

Dozens of people in the sky quickly opened their eyes and fell to the ground after hearing this. Some people even took their heads and worshipped: "See..."

"Get up!" The old man Tianxuan quickly said, "He hasn't been inherited yet, and he can't worship him yet!" If you show your horse's feet, look how the god will teach you a lesson!"

Hearing this, those people quickly stood up, but they still trembled with excitement. He stared at Zhang Zixuan with bright eyes, and Zhang Zixuan felt goose bumps all over his body.

"I've met my seniors." Zhang Zixuan didn't know, but he was still the first to say.

"No, no." Unexpectedly, when these people saw Zhang Zixuan calling them "seniors", they were shocked and looked scared.

Seeing everyone's strange appearance, the old man Tianxuan felt that he had changed the topic: "It is said that the blood master of the blood door is about to break through the situation of two flowers, and Zixuan gave up the position of the master at this time. How are you going to deal with it?"

Zhang Zixuan shook his head slightly: "My heart is too small to pretend to be easy to teach. It's just some private matters that need to be solved immediately.

"Oh? Is it for your confidants? The old man Tianxuan had a frightening smile on his face. But he didn't notice that the friends beside him had changed their faces.

Zhang Zixuan couldn't help laughing and said submissively, "When...of course not, I'm just going to the land of the North."

"The Land of the North?" The old man Tianxuan raised his eyebrows without wind, and the people around him also looked tight, as if they were worried about something.

"I think you also had a happy event together." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the old man Tianxuan quickly turned the topic back to the original route: "It's just time for the people in the teaching to be happy and happy."

Zhang Zixuan thought to himself and didn't know why these people were so concerned about their actions, even about getting married. It seems that this northern land is definitely not a good place. Otherwise, why do they look like this? However, in order to be a cheap master, you can only wade into the muddy water.

However, Zhang Zixuan is still a little selfish. According to the dragon, there are countless magical things about the witch clan. The chaotic body he practiced also shows the strength of the witch clan, which is worthy of the prestige of the ancient anti-sky clan.

Seeing that Zhang Zixuan did not reply, the old man Tianxuan thought he was embarrassed to answer, and began to spread the news to the whole Yijiao.

"I said Tianxuan! Why are you so disrespectful to Zixuan? Don't you know his identity?" At this time, a person in the secret altar couldn't see what the old man Tianxuan did and reminded him.

"I said before that Zixuan hasn't received a real inheritance yet." The old man Tianxuan replied and looked at Zhang Zixuan kindly: "Now, just regard him as our descendant."

"You..." The man couldn't help but be angry, but there was nothing he could do. He had to sigh deeply and mutter to himself for a long time.