At this moment, the old man looked at the spar in Zhang San's hand, obviously wanting to leave.

"Senior, what do you want these crystals for? Can't you feel any power fluctuations?" The old man was so eager to get this ordinary crystal without any power bonus. Even said it was a good thing.

This made Zhang San feel very wrong.

"Well... I'm not hiding it from you, but in fact, I can only survive in this secret realm. My current state is completely neither human nor ghost, and I must absorb this spar to survive.

This spar in your hand can keep me alive for many days, so I told you from the beginning, that is, if you have a spar, you should give it to me, and I also want to live..."

Hearing the old man's words, Zhang San suddenly realized that the spar in his hand was so important to the old man.

"Okay! Give it to you senior, it's useless for me to keep it, the power in it doesn't respond to me at all."

Zhang San also said with a wry smile.

After catching the spar, the old man directly swallowed it into his stomach, and in an instant that somewhat illusory body became real.

"Not bad, not bad! The power in this spar is relatively pure.

Young people, you are very good and have a good reputation!I like the old man!

I just saw that your fighting power is so powerful. I don't think you are just an ordinary person. It seems that it is not as simple as having the blood of the emperor, right? "

Zhang San was taken aback by the old man's words. Recalling that he had indeed shown his full strength in the battle just now, the old man could tell that it would definitely not be simple.

"Senior really has good eyesight. This junior does have a special physique, but this physique is not very stable, so I dare not use it too much."

The old man laughed when he heard this.

"Hahaha, let me just say, it really is that special physique. If I guess correctly, then the phantom should be the body of an evil Buddha, right? A physique with both good and evil is really difficult to control!"

Hearing this, Zhang San was even more confused. No one in the entire Haohanzong knew about this matter except Lin Ce's old group, but the old man in front of him directly said this matter, which is conceivable. I am very familiar with my own physique!

"Senior! You!"

"Don't be surprised, your special physique was also possessed by a friend of mine, the old man, but he was not so lucky. You may have a strong man who helped you suppress it with blood.

My friend was directly controlled by that special physique, causing him to commit crimes later, resulting in a solution of siege and death.

Until later, I researched a method that can perfectly solve this physique, but unfortunately, I have never seen this kind of trait appear again, alas..."

These words directly stunned Zhang San. Doesn't this mean that he wants to use him for experiments?

"Senior, what do you want?"

"Well... I'm just asking if you are willing, and I can tell you that if you can control it perfectly, it will be entirely your power, and you don't need to use this human emperor's bloodline to suppress it.

Maybe that strong man gave you the blood of the emperor, and there was no problem at first, but slowly it became uncontrollable, right? Do you feel this way?

In fact, this is all because you don't fully understand how powerful your own power is. I saw it when you were fighting just now, and you are timid about operating in battle.

All you have to do is beat yourself! "

"Conquer myself...!"

Zhang San murmured, staring blankly at the old man in front of him, and finally made a decision!
"Senior, please enlighten me, how can I solve the hidden dangers now, I can hold back any pain, I want to become stronger!"

Zhang San's eyes were extremely determined.

"What a good young man! This is the right attitude, come with me, old man, I will make good use of this black wind tunnel to train you!"

Inside the vast sect, Lin Ce was sitting on a chair, and the option of daily draw appeared in front of him. Lin Ce stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly, and the prompt appeared immediately.

[Congratulations to the host for the successful daily draw, resulting in a critical strike! 】

[Rewards are being generated...]

Seeing this prompt, Lin Ce's eyes became serious, because the daily rewards during this period were very ordinary.

But today there was a critical attack, which means something good is about to appear.

After a while, new information appeared in front of him again.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Nine Dragons Jade Bi (Treasure of Zhenzong)]

Zhenzong's treasure!

With a thought in Lin Ce's mind, the brief introduction about Nine Dragons Jade Bi appeared immediately.

[Nine Dragons Jade Bi: The treasure of the sect, it can improve the luck in the sect, and it can tear the void and send it to the city you want to go to. When the luck accumulates to a certain level, a vision will appear!
If the accumulation of luck is too high, there will be opportunities for the sect, and the show of Xiaguang will allow everyone in the sect to improve their cultivation to a certain extent, and their soul power will also be increased! 】

"This Nine Dragons Jade Bi is a bit powerful!"

Looking at the profile of the Nine Dragons Jade Bi, Lin Ce murmured.

This level of Zhenzong's treasure is almost the same as the Wanshou Ding.

But at this moment, Lin Ce suddenly noticed that a familiar breath was slowly approaching here.

As expected, a figure flew over from a distance, it was the Great Elder Tianji of the Holy Heaven Sect last time.

"Old Ancestor Lin Ce, don't come here unharmed! I'm here uninvited again!"

There is a mountain peak in the Haohan Sect, which is specially assigned by Lin Ce to the disciples of the handyman, and is collectively called the handyman by the disciples
But even so, no one in the sect would look down on the handyman disciples, because these handyman disciples are likely to become inner disciples in a sudden transformation. After all, Zhang San appeared among them, as well as Xu Jing and Luo Wang Tianhao, etc. human
Evening came soon, and although the disciple recruitment meeting was over, all the disciples were very excited as Patriarch Lin Ce announced that the martial arts competition of disciples in the sect would start soon.

And in the room of a certain handyman disciple, a figure did not stop. Although he had been busy all day and had done a lot of things for the sect, he did not forget to practice hard.

At this moment, he is practicing martial arts and martial arts one by one, one by one.

The name of this disciple is Song He, and he is also one of the handyman disciples who entered the Haohan Sect through the disciple recruitment meeting in the vast city this time.

"Although the talents and aptitudes of Haohan Zongli are very demanding, they still need a stronger heart!
It is impossible to reach that level without hard work, and I must persevere!

Only in this way can I have the opportunity to improve my status, I can't just be a handyman disciple all my life! "

At this moment, Song He's eyes were extremely firm, but the other disciples beside him laughed at him, Yumu's head.

"Song He! Why do you do this? It doesn't make any sense! Our cultivation talent is inherently low. Even if we work hard, we can't compare with other talented disciples."

"That's right, Song He, you don't have to do this. We are just going through the motions this time, and what we really want to see are the disciples of the inner sect!"

"Our handymen and those from the outer door are all momentum..."

When Song He heard this sentence, he turned his head to look at those disciples, and then said viciously: "It's you! I will definitely achieve something in this competition!"

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