Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 122 Mortals
The special state of concentration of Qiqiao Linglongxin allows him to learn everything without distraction.

Several techniques that were already mastered in the first place seem to be able to gain something every time they comprehend them.

The operation of the spells is as if with the help of a god, and they have played many new tricks.

These small tricks can often catch people by surprise when they are fighting.

Beside, at this time, Empress Honghua and Bai Xianyin are also acting as spectators for this discussion.

Empress Honghua's wonderful eyes were slightly pensive. She felt that if she met such beings as Dragon Girl and Zhang Jian, she might not be able to protect herself just by relying on divine power.

Although she is a god, the Shinto spells she has inherited are limited, and there are only a few spells that have been comprehended over hundreds of years!
She is still struggling in front of such little gods and real immortal cultivators.

However, it would be different if one could obtain the inheritance of the orthodox Sheji Shinto.

Every orthodox god has an orthodox inheritance and a Shinto spell.

There is a huge difference between a god with orthodox Shinto inheritance and a mountain ghost like her, who can barely be called a god.

Bai Xianyin also watched from the side and nodded frequently.

She originally thought that without the teachings and guidance from the sect, Zhang Jian would definitely have a huge shortcoming in fighting skills, but she never expected that his use of various spells would be superb.

Among the serious disciples of the Tongshan lineage, those who possess such means of manipulative techniques are also a minority.

"It's amazing to be self-taught!"

"It's a pity that the master is too busy to give advice. Otherwise, if he joins the disciples of the other masters and uncles, the young master..."

Bai Xianyin quickly threw out this dangerous thought, she had full respect for her master and never dared to slander her.

In her mouth, she suggested.

"Young master's sword control skills are amazing. If you choose a technique next time, you must exchange it for a more advanced sword control technique. The sword practice technique of our demon-slaying lineage is also unique!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jian nodded.

This is also his idea.

He himself is in love with the attack method of the long sword, and it is rare to have a spiritual sword such as the Dragon Chanting Sword in his hand. If he cannot choose a high-level sword control method, it would be too wasteful.

Bai Liying next to him looked contemplative, and said for a moment: "Actually, if Brother Zhang Dao wants to learn high-level sword control techniques, he may not have to go to the Taoist sect. There is also a precious sword control technique hidden in my Baishuilong Palace. If Lang If you are interested, you can go and have a try!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Jian looked a little surprised.

Seeing Zhang Jian's expression, Bai Liying couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Zhang Dao may not know that there are many relics in the depths of Baishui. Some of those ancient relics are related to immortal cultivators, but they are buried deep in the water veins. These relics cannot be discovered by others, but they cannot be blocked. Keep the eyes of the creatures in the water waiting for me!"

Zhang Jian heard the words and sighed: "It's strange from outside. It is said that the gods of mountains, rivers and mountains are said outside, and the gods of water are the richest!"

Bai Liying smiled sweetly when she heard the words, she was originally a cool-tempered person, but now with a smile on her jade face, it was as if the earth had rejuvenated, and it was so beautiful.

Bai Xianyin and Empress Honghua couldn't help looking over.

Bai Xianyin said enviously.

"Isn't it? In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, there are many gods in the mountains and rivers, but when it comes to the gods in the rich water environment, they are number one. The main reason is that the great rivers are an integral part of this beautiful river and mountain. Many ancient gods Immortal ruins, or immortal caves, many of them were born in water veins!"

Zhang Jian said immediately after hearing the words.

"Then you must go and watch it!"

He also has no scruples, the relationship between him and Baishuilonggong is already extraordinary, they are also allies, and they are hardcore allies.

Bai Nu asked him for something, and he gained some benefits from it, which cannot be questioned.

Bai Liying nodded lightly, and immediately made an appointment with Zhang Jian to help him open the ruins and let Zhang Jian understand the sword technique.

After the sparring, Longnu had something in mind, so she left in a hurry, returned to Shuijing Dragon Palace, and agreed to fight Zhang Jian again next time.

Zhang Jian also had some gains in his heart.

Although the two are not facing each other in life and death, it is much better than practicing alone.

In this state, Zhang Jian gained more.

A while later, Zhang Jian asked Bai Xianyin about one or two methods of refining weapons.

Zhang Jian already has several options for the refining place. One is the White Water Dragon Palace. It is rumored that there is an earth fire spring in the depths of the White Water Dragon Palace, which is very suitable for refining weapons.

The second is the Red Flower Temple.

The Red Flower Temple is where the Goddess of the Red Flower Goddess is located. It is the god of fire, and Zhang Jian's natal ghost.

The only problem now is some tricks in the refiner.

Bai Xianyin had expected this, and she smiled and took out a copy of the refining notes written by Taoist Tie Xin herself.

"Master, Uncle Tie Xin had expected that you would not be able to resist asking me, but he never expected that you could endure it for so long..."

Hearing this, Zhang Jian could only smile awkwardly, he was indeed held back by vulgar things during this time.

But he didn't care.

It is said that the world of mortals is bitter, and the world of mortals is tired, but even saints have to go to the world of mortals to practice in order to gain the Tao.

All he can do now is allocate his time reasonably and face the difficulties.

After the dragon girl left, the Zhang family talked with Bai Xianyin and Honghua Niangniang again, and they planned to find a quiet place, learn the secret art of refining weapons in their hands, and cultivate the magic weapon of fate as soon as possible.

At this moment, Zhang Jian paused, but not far away Zhang Lu and Hu Shan were having a drink, and Zhang Lu was fine with it. At this time, his face opened, and his body gradually gained a layer of boldness.

Influenced by him, he gradually became able to stand alone.

Hu Shan is gradually showing his old age.

Ever since Xiao Xie died at the mouth of the tiger demon, the former vigor of the guard captain seemed to be dissipating, the smile on his face became less and less, and there was a trace of twilight and depression.

Gradually accompanied by drinks all day long, he very much missed the scene where many colleagues practiced together, and every time he mentioned this, it was very sad.

Seeing Zhang Jian coming, the two quickly stood up and saluted.

"Lang Jun!"

Zhang Jian looked at the wine with only half a gourd left, and said. "You two have a good time!"

Zhang Lu had a thick skin and just smiled.

"Sir, do you want to give it a try?"

Zhang Jian shook his head lightly: "You guys, this wine is a bit inferior. It can't be compared with the Monkey Wine in the Mansion of the Mountain God, and it can't be compared with the delicious wine and food in the Dragon Palace!"

Zhang Lu nodded: "Of course it is!"

Seeing this, Hu Shan looked a little hesitant, and seemed to have made up his mind for a moment.

He said:

"Lang Jun, I'm afraid I can't be the commander of your guard!"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhang Jian immediately looked at each other, Zhang Lu was also stunned, and was about to persuade, but Hu Shan shook his head to stop him.

As soon as he said these words, he seemed to be completely relieved, just smiled and looked at Zhang Jian and cupped his hands.

"Lang Jun, thanks to the great patriarch and Lang Jun's attention, Hu Shan is very grateful for appointing me, a half-hundred veteran, to be the captain of Lang Jun's guard.

But now that I am approaching my sixtieth age, I really feel that my energy is not as good as before, and I don’t know how to use spells. I think about myself and stay by your side. The help I can bring to you is limited, and you can’t always Because I am a veteran of the Zhang family, I have been given privileges all the time, and the young guys below will say that the old guy doesn't know how to count, and he just enjoys the benefits for nothing by relying on his seniority! "

"If Mr. Lang can trust me, I am willing to stay in the Zhang family and continue to help you train the Zhang family songs!"

"Maybe that's what I'm best at!"

At this time, his weathered and old face was full of sincerity.

Obviously the words in the mouth are also from the heart!

Zhang Jian was a little moved!

Hu Shan is over half a hundred years old, which is indeed considered a long life among the common people!

And he is indeed a mortal, and only a mortal!
(End of this chapter)