Chapter 366 Departure

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In a large and luxurious room in the Zhang family, Ding Yang sat cross-legged on the big ** of carved mahogany, his eyes were slightly closed, and his heart turned to the sky. The golden elixir rotated in his body, and a black and white elixir emanated from the surface of the golden elixir and rushed to the limbs and bones.

Five days have passed since the conflict between Ding Yang and Zhang Mo Village. During these five days, Ding Yang has been sitting here and motionless.

He is trying to imitate the secret of the Zhang family - Dahe Jianqi, which has been used by Zhang Mo Village.

Originally, Ding Yang did not have such an idea, but on that day, Zhang Mo Village was eroded by the heart demon. At the moment of fainting, Ding Yang actually noticed a trace of the running route of the river sword spirit, which led to this idea.

The wisps of elixir gas is running inside Ding Yang's body. Ding Yang has tried hundreds of times, but he still can't find that feeling accurately. Zhang Mocun has fallen into a chaotic state at that time. I'm afraid that the operation of Danqi in his body has also begun to be disordered. If Ding Yang wants to find the accurate path, I'm afraid he wants to pump. Like a silk cocoon, a road without bending was pulled out of a mess.

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Time is like water. Unconsciously, Ding Yang has been sitting in the room for nearly a month. Although he has reached the level of a god, he can completely open the valley. There is no need for fireworks in the world, but only those who can really completely open the valley are those who can.

"Ding Yang... Ah! Mr. Ding! My father asked me to invite Mr. Ding to the Zhang family hall to discuss the details of going to the ruins of Qingdu.

Zhang Qianye's cry came from outside the door. He just called Ding Yang and quickly changed his name back.

Since Ding Yang knocked Zhang Mocun that day and rescued him from Zhang Mocun's men, Zhang Molin's attitude towards Ding Yang has changed. Zhang Chiba already knew that he and Ding Yang could never maintain that seemingly equal relationship.

"Ye-huh! I see. You go back and reply to the owner first, and I'll be there later. Ding Yang slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were bright, like stars, shining with a distant light, as if the whole starry sky had been put into his eyes.

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Two breaths spewed out of Ding Yang's nostrils, one dark, one snow-white, black and white, which is particularly eye-catching.

Buzz - When the two breaths touched in the air, they suddenly wrapped into a long black and white dragon, circled around the room, and finally took it back from Ding Yang's nostrils.

Floating from ** to the ground, Ding Yang's eyes showed a trace of imperceptible satisfaction. He walked out of the door. Before he reached the door, the two doors creaked and opened by himself.

Out of the door, Ding Yang found that it was ten in the morning, and the weather was clear, which made him even more excited.

After taking two steps, Ding Yang remembered that he didn't seem to know where the Zhang family hall was. He saw two black-dressed slaves dressed at the corner of the corridor in the distance. His figure flashed and had arrived in front of the two people.

"Hey! Excuse me, what is the direction of the Zhang Family Hall?

"Ah - who is so...ah..."

Two domestic slaves in black were talking while walking. Suddenly, they found a person in front of them. A slightly fat domestic slave on the left almost hit Ding Yang. Suddenly, he looked up angrily and was about to curse.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he looked up, it was Ding Yang standing in front of him. The fat slave made a sad exclamation like a ghost. The voice was far and sharp, which made Ding Yang suspect how such a sharp voice came from his fat body.

"I ask you, how can I get to the Zhang Family Hall?"

Ding Yang looked at the fat domestic slave, trembling like sieve, his face was like dirt, and his whole body was almost paralyzed, so he had to ask another domestic slave.

"back... back... back... master's words, the Zhang family hall is here..." The slave seemed to be scared. He twisted his neck and looked around for a long time, as if he could not distinguish between southeast and northwest.

"The master goes east from here to two yards, which is the Zhang Family Hall." The slave finally found the right direction and showed it to Ding Yang with his fingers, which trembled like a lotus flower.

"Thank you!"

Ding Yang patted the domestic slave to lose weight, smiled at the fat domestic slave, soared into the air and flew in the direction he pointed.

"Damn!"

When the fat slave saw Ding Yang flying away, he could no longer control himself. He sat on the ground with hot sweat all over his body like rain, and he had wet all his clothes.

"Thank you! Did you hear that? The man just now said thank you to me!"

The domestic slave who showed Ding Yang the way, as if he had received some great stimulation, stood still and asked the fat domestic slave in a trembling voice.

What Ding Yang didn't know is that since he fought with Zhang Mo Village that day, his name has spread all over the Zhang family. All the people in the Zhang family, whether cooking or sweeping the floor, all knew that a big man came to the Zhang family and knocked the second master Zhang Mocun unconscious. After waking up, he was also greatly It's exciting, and I'm still a little crazy now.

You should know that Zhang Mo Village is a divine master. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is the same existence as heaven, and Ding Yang, who can beat Zhang Mo Village so badly, is naturally even more terrible.

On that day, the two domestic slaves also saw Ding Yang's power from afar. Now Ding Yang is in such close contact with them. How can they not be afraid?

Of course, in addition to being afraid, the two of them are now full of excitement. I'm afraid that when they go back, they will publicize it all over the world. They just talked to the killing god face to face. The killing god patted him on the shoulder and said thank you. I'm afraid these will take a long time. Talk about these people after tea and dinner.

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Ding Yang's body is like electricity. In a moment, he has come to the place pointed to by the slave just now. Sure enough, he saw a magnificent palace appear in front of him. From the air, there are no higher and more majestic buildings around than this hall. This should be the Zhang family hall mentioned by Zhang Qianye.

He fell down and stepped into the hall. In the wide and towering hall, Zhang Molin sat high. Sitting left and right was exactly what Ding Yang had seen before. In the realm of the seven masters of the Zhang family, Zhang Qianye stood beside Zhang Molin with his hands down. In addition, there were four young people standing in the hall with their hands.

"Mr. Ding is here!"

Zhang Molin was talking to several masters when he suddenly looked up and saw Ding Yang coming in and quickly got up to say hello. He was secretly surprised in his heart. Ding Yang had arrived in the hall, but he didn't feel it at all. It was really depressing.

"Mr. Ding Yang!"

"Mr. Ding Yang!"

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The other seven priests also quickly stood up from their seats and greeted Ding Yang affectionately. They didn't want Ding Yang to be unhappy with themselves because of their carelessness.

"Good-looking master, everyone!" Ding Yang came to the front and bowed his hand to Zhang Molin and the seven masters.

Except for Zhang Qianye, the four young people all looked at Ding Yang with shocked eyes, and the horror in their hearts was indescribable. The head of the family and the seven masters are all gods in their hearts. They are all high and look down on the sky. They have never seen them. These people are so respectful to a person.

I don't think that the young man in blue robe who doesn't look excellent in front of him is the legendary killing god.

"My lord, call me here today. Is it time to enter the ruins of Qingdu?" Ding Yang glanced at the four young people who were equivalent to the early stage of the host, and there was a trace of excitement in his heart.

"Ha ha! Mr. Ding Yang is right. He invited you that day because tomorrow is the day when the Jinfeng Dynasty enters the ruins of Qingdu.

Zhang Molin explained to Ding Yang with a smile.

"Ye-huh! Got it! So when are we leaving?" Ding Yang answered faintly, and there was no unusually excited expression on his face. It seemed that what Zhang Molin said was just an ordinary thing.

"The Zhang family is about 1,300 miles away from the ruins of Qingdu. You don't need to leave too early. It's not too late to leave tomorrow. To invite Mr. Ding to come today is to ask Mr. Ding to take more care of the four children of the Zhang family after he arrives at the ruins!"

"No problem! With me, I will ensure that all four of them can return safely. Ding Yang agreed.

The next day! Before Ding Yang came directly to the hall, a master of the Zhang family, named Zhang Wanli, set out for the ruins of Qingdu with the four disciples of the Zhang family, together with Ding Yang.