The heavens start from Maoshan

"Zhang Heng..."

"Ok?"

"I stood in class for a whole day, and my legs were sore."

Zhang Heng: "???"

...

...

Zhang Heng looked helpless.

In his opinion, Zhang Yitong is definitely not the protagonist, at most he is just a female supporting role.

Because she has no brains.

She didn't listen to what Zhang Heng said.

It seems that listening to him can't show his ability.

What did you do?

"You're angry?"

"No..."

Zhang Heng looked up.

It was Zhang Yitong's big innocent eyes.

"mean."

The eldest lady sat on the chair with her legs crossed, pulling the nipples on her feet.

Zhang Heng looked down.

It was found that *** had a hole in the position of the toe. At this time, the crystal-like jade toe was nodding playfully.

"Does it look good?"

Zhang Yitong stretched out his foot and touched Zhang Heng's knee: "Come and cook, stop thinking about it."

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly: "There is something wrong with your designation."

"It's true!"

Looking at Zhang Heng's figure.

Zhang Yitong held his chin with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know what you think yet."

Done.

He sniffed his nose, then put his hand in front of his nose and smelled it.

His face was slightly red.

He calmly went to take a shower.

......

The sun moves and the stars turn.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Heng and his group of freshmen have been in Xianfu for a year.

Zhang Heng looked at his cultivation base, the second level of Jindan, he was quite satisfied.

Looking at Zhang Yitong again, he is even more satisfied with the ninth level of Qi training.

And compared to his cultivation, his improvement in alchemy made him even more delighted.

On the surface, he is an eighth-rank alchemist who can refine elixirs in the Qi refining stage and Foundation building stage.

In fact, he is a sixth-grade alchemist, and he can even refine elixir in the Nascent Soul Stage.

It's just that he didn't show off.

Because among the freshmen in the same class as him, Ling Yunzhi, who has the highest level of cultivation right now, is just entering the Foundation Establishment Realm.

There are even fewer people who know how to make alchemy. There are only a dozen people who have barely obtained the qualifications of the ninth-rank alchemist.

Just like this, each one of them is also arrogant, followed by dozens of people holding stinky feet.

"Time flies so fast, we have been getting started for a year."

"The deacons said that they plan to hold a big competition among the freshmen to verify everyone's progress this year. Are you ready to participate?"

one year down.

16-year-old Zhang Yitong turned 17.

Because the nutrition can keep up, it should have an A+ now.

There is still hope, don't give up, don't abandon.

"No, it's meaningless."

Zhang Heng withdrew his gaze and asked indifferently, "Are you planning to participate?"

Zhang Yitong squeezed his fists: "After a year of penance, it's time for them to see how good I am."

Zhang Heng didn't object: "Then go, with your current cultivation, as long as you don't match Cui Min and Yun Lingzhi, it shouldn't be difficult to get a good ranking."

After thinking about it, he added: "If it's good, I might get a top ten."

Among the tens of thousands of new disciples.

The leaders are still Cui Min and Yun Lingzhi, and they are both in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Followed by dozens of qi training nine-level monks like Zhang Yitong, they can be regarded as the first echelon under the apex.

Liu Wu was among them.

And he entered the ninth level of Qi training earlier than Zhang Yitong.

It's a pity that all the money Liu Wu earned was used to buy elixirs, and he didn't have any powerful magical weapons.

Unlike Zhang Yitong, Zhang Heng sold the refined elixir to the Cui family, and he received a large sum of money every month.

With his feeding and support, Zhang Yitong was covered with magical weapons from head to toe. Except for Cui Min and Yun Lingzhi, he could say goodbye to anyone else.

"just wait."

"No.3 must be mine."

Zhang Yitong went there full of confidence.

The results are sad.

He met Cui Min in the second group promotion match, and was beaten up in disgrace.

In the seventh game, he met Yun Lingzhi again, and he was forced out of the ring without even seeing what the other party's magic weapon looked like.

Ten games down.

Two defeats, seven wins, one tie.

Didn't make it into the top [-], and died in the middle of starting a business.

Stiff all the way back.

Into the cave.

Zhang Heng just glanced at it and said nothing.

Zhang Yitong cried aggrievedly.

Unfortunately.

Human grief is not the same.

Zhang Yitong cried more and more.

Zhang Heng was more happy, and said with a smile: "Sanguang is here, the world is not falling, why are you crying?"

"It's not you who lost."

Zhang Yitong was even more aggrieved by Zhang Heng's smile: I was defeated by Cui Min and Yun Lingzhi without even seeing the magic weapon. "

Zhang Heng comforted: "It's not so easy to fight over the ranks."

"Cui Min and Yun Lingzhi arrived at the Foundation Establishment Realm half a month ago. They have practiced new secret techniques and exercises. Whether it is the quality of mana or the explosive power of exercises, they are not comparable to you. That is to say, in the group arena, if it is a life-and-death fight, I am afraid that within three moves, no, one move can kill you."

The truth is that.

But Zhang Yitong was feeling aggrieved at the moment. Seeing that Zhang Heng not only did not speak for him, but also exaggerated the strength of his opponent in different ways, his tears were like beads with a broken string, and he couldn't stop saying anything.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Zhang Heng comforted twice, and took out a pill bottle from his arms: "What do you think this is?"

"What?" Zhang Yitong Lihua looked at him with rain.

"Zhu Jidan..."

Zhang Heng sighed: "Normal cultivators have bottlenecks every time they reach a level, but this Foundation Establishment Pill was born to break through the bottleneck from the Qi Refining Period to the Foundation Establishment Period."

Speaking of this, Zhang Heng hesitated a little: "You should regard this elixir as my invention. It's not too much to say that."

Zhang Yitong turned from crying to joy.

Zhang Heng threw the elixir to her, and said in a deep voice, "This elixir is of great significance, you can just eat it, and don't publicize it to the outside world, it's not yet time for it to be born."

Zhang Yitong nodded like pecking rice.

Then, holding the pill bottle and pretending to be fierce, he said with all his teeth and claws: "Brother, just wait, when my sister breaks through to the foundation building stage, I will be able to protect you from being bullied."

Zhang Heng was speechless.

Dead ducks have tough mouths.

If Zhang Heng relied on her protection, he would have been bullied to death long ago.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng is not someone who eats soft food.

Looking at the young lady who was about to avenge her shame, the old god said: "I heard from Elder Cui that there will be a secret realm in the outer gate that will be opened soon, and only monks below the golden core can pass through this secret realm. Treasures with changing aptitude, I will just accompany you there when the time comes."

Zhang Yitong's eyes brightened: "Brother, you are mysterious all day long, and you don't know what you are doing. Tell me, what is your cultivation level now?"

Zhang Heng glanced at her: "Why do these words sound so awkward?"

"Tell me, I'll pinch your feet tonight."

Zhang Yitong asked impatiently.

Zhang Heng thought for a while, and felt that there was no need to hide it from her, so he said vaguely, "Golden pill."

"Golden core?"

Zhang Yitong didn't believe it at first.

Then I didn't know what I thought of, and I kept silent about this matter, but said with a frowning face: "Isn't that secret realm only for people below Jindan to enter?"

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "I have a secret method to hide my cultivation. I guess I won't be able to recognize the secret realm. What kind of."

"Waste some cultivation?"

Tears welled up in Zhang Yitong's eyes, he was so moved.

After all, with Zhang Heng's qualifications, there is no need to change his qualifications.

"Don't cry."

Seeing that Zhang Yitong was about to cry again, Zhang Heng quickly stopped: "It's really nothing, it's just a fall from Jindan to Foundation Establishment Consummation, and I'll be back in a few days."

Chapter 314 : I, Zhang Yitong, eavesdrop on my brother's voice

June six.

It's a good day.

In ancient times, this day was called the Dragon Boat Festival, also known as Fuyang Festival.

According to legend, it was set up to commemorate Dayu, but some people say it is wrong, it was set up for the abdication of Yao and Shun.