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A moment that will go down in history.

There were 49 strikes in Jindan Thunder Tribulation, and Zhang Qingyang cut 49 strikes with his Dao Heart Transformation Blade.

Every time I slashed, the Dao Heart Transformation Blade became more solid, refined by thunder, and became more radiant and dazzling. The white light gradually became emerald green, and when it was splashed, it seemed like a scroll of mountains and rivers slowly opened. The trees are verdant and full of vitality.Those who looked up were all dumbfounded.

Daoji starts from Zifu, Zifu turns into mountains and rivers, and mountains and rivers raise golden elixir.The highest state of Jindan Realm, Zifu Mountains and Rivers, has been achieved again!

The thunder cloud dissipated slowly, and the sky became clear again. Zhang Qingyang flew down and took two steps, then fell limply to the ground, unable to even get up.He Zhisheng had no choice but to step forward to help him up, and criticized: "You, you are too arrogant. Can the Dao heart be used as a weapon casually? In the future, no matter what, you must not use the Dao heart unless it is absolutely necessary. Huaren! Do you understand?!"

Zhang Qingyang remained silent.

The elder sister was very worried about him, and when the thunder disaster was over, she rushed into the courtyard immediately, took Zhang Qingyang's hand and chattered so fast that Zhang Qingyang couldn't understand a word, so she said a few comforting words as usual to calm her down.The doctor from the Xuanhu Division came and examined Zhang Qingyang for a while, during which he received a lot of stares from the elder sister.

"The Dao heart is intact, so it shouldn't be a big deal." The doctor also regarded Zhang Qingyang as a scourge, and he didn't dare to stay for long, so he left in a hurry.

There is nothing wrong with Zhang Qingyang's health, but he is not in a good mood, and he is sleepy, so he asked the elder sister to leave and fell asleep.

He Zhisheng walked out of the small courtyard, and suddenly turned back.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, he saw the earthen stove. At first he thought it was Zhang Qingyang who made it when he was bored.

There are remains of burning spirit stones in the stove, and the number is not small.

He picked up the lid of the pot, and in the middle of the big iron pot was a small half bowl of emerald green powder, and there were traces of digging with a small spoon.

Matcha?Since when did the little junior have such elegant interests?He Zhisheng's curiosity grew, he dipped his hand in it to taste it, and frowned immediately: What kind of tea is this?No smell at all.

The next moment, he was in a trance for a while, and a mysterious realization surged into his heart, as short as the thunder of lightning, although it was only a short moment, it was enough for him to think about it for a long time.

He Zhisheng looked at the half bowl of matcha, glanced into the room, took out the porcelain bottle, filled a small amount, just enough to fill the bottom of the bottle.

He took the porcelain bottle and went to see Chun Guanlan.

Chun Guanlan tasted it a little, and immediately recognized that it was a familiar smell, and couldn't help but look solemn: "This tree leaf?"

"I'm stupid?" He Zhisheng was shocked.

Chun Guanlan shook the porcelain bottle and said to himself: "It turned out to be made into matcha...it must be made from fresh honga leaves, I didn't expect him to be so lucky, hey!" He smiled, "There is a lot to do, there is a lot to do! "

Fresh honga leaves?He Zhisheng's heart shuddered. According to legend, the original tree grows in the boundless void and uses the power of chaos as nutrients. The roots of the tree are entrenched in every world. It loses its branches and leaves once every 2000 years. Its branches and leaves are of great benefit to monks. The benefits are innumerable do.

Those who have the opportunity to get the original wood are all blessed by heaven, and they will surely achieve a great cause in the future.

"Don't say anything about this matter, just let him have a good rest." Chun Guanlan waved He Zhisheng out, took the porcelain bottle and went to the quiet room, put down the magic weapon, and deduced the cause and effect of the incident.

After half an hour passed, he opened his eyes and smiled: "I see."

With his cultivation base, he still can't deduce the whole ins and outs of the matter, but it is enough to know the general process.Zhang Qingyang's ability to win his own tree is almost as if it was sent to him directly by someone from heaven.

From this point of view, Zhang Qingyang's luck is even stronger than Beisheng's.

Chun Guanlan was in a happy mood, and dipped some matcha powder to taste it.This bit of matcha powder was of little use to him, but it brought back memories of him.

He worked so hard back then, but failed to build the foundation three times in a row, and was ridiculed as trash by the people around him.I was angry, panicked, and afraid, feeling that the fairyland was gloomy, and there was no hope, and I would wake up crying from sleep.

Later, he had a strange dream, dreaming that the giant trees growing in the void dropped their leaves one after another, and the dead branches broke, like a heavy snowfall.

He saw a dead branch growing quite familiar.

It was his father's fire stick, and it was also the small wooden sword he honed into later.

He followed the dead branches and saw a few fallen leaves floating into the world.

He searched for those few leaves like crazy, and found three with all his efforts. Most of the three leaves were withered, but the tip of a little leaf was as green as the first drop of Dai Qing's ink.

He swallowed the leaves, successfully established the foundation, and has been out of control ever since.

I didn't expect to have the opportunity to meet Motomo.He was all smiles.

Zhang Qingyang rested for two days in a row.

On the third day, I couldn't bear the noise from Jianshi, so I was forced to get up and work, cutting and polishing the branches with the Daoxin blade. According to Jianshi's words, the sharpened wooden sword was almost the same as the previous one.

Except that the color is too fresh, there are no other problems.

"You go out and kill a few more monsters, won't it be used up?" Jian Shi couldn't wait to taste the blood of monsters.

Zhang Qingyang said: "How about that tree?"

"It's okay! I let it bloom a tree of flowers, it's too early to grow to the point where the ancient bracelet is broken!"

Zhang Qingyang went in and took a look. The flowers in my tree were extremely beautiful, and the appearance of a tree full of flowers was really amazing.

He counted the spirit stones in the ancient bracelet, took out the jade ball and copied the spell.As he was writing, he felt someone come in.

"Master?" He asked casually.

Chun Guanlan smiled: "You are quite busy."

Seeing that it was Chun Guanlan, Zhang Qingyang was startled and felt guilty: "Meet the peak master."

Chun Guanlan said calmly: "I heard that you resisted the robbery with the heart of Taoism and successfully forged the golden core. This is unprecedented. There are good and bad news. Do you want to hear the bad news first, or the good news?"

"……bad news."

"That's good." Chun Guanlan sat down with a golden knife, shaking his clothes: "The bad news is that you will not be able to cultivate to the peak of Jindan for at least 20 years."

"Really?" Zhang Qingyang remained calm.

Chun Guanlan smiled: "Resisting the golden elixir thunder disaster with Dao heart shows that your Dao heart is as firm as Nascent Soul cultivator. In addition, your Zifu has already transformed into mountains and rivers. The bigger and more realistic the Zifu mountains and rivers, the more you need more A lot of aura. The golden core you accumulate is naturally of higher quality, and in the future, you will be stronger than ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators."

"Before you, there was another person from the Chongling Sect, Zifu Huashanhe, you should be able to guess who he is?"

Zhang Qingyang nodded: "Beisheng."

Chun Guanlan said: "Beisheng is 30 years older than you, and has stayed in the Golden Core Realm for more than [-] years, but his strength is absolutely comparable to that of the monks in the Nascent Soul Realm. The other party, so say, blessings come with misfortunes, misfortunes come with blessings, and bad news may not be good news. In the future, if you don’t rise to the top, don’t be impatient, and it’s okay to stay for a while.”

Zhang Qingyang nodded obediently: "Understood."

Chun Guanlan changed the subject: "Where's your wooden sword?"

Zhang Qingyang thought to himself that it was finally here.

He presented the freshly made wooden sword, watching his nose and heart, waiting for Chun Guanlan's reaction.

Chun Guanlan didn't speak for a long time.

Sword consciousness is also very nervous.

When he was with Chun Guanlan, most of his consciousness was hazy. Now that he has become stronger, it is too difficult to pretend to be weak.

"You are well raised."

……

Chun Guanlan said: "This sword really belongs to you, you have to treat him well, he is a tree, he can't be fed with ordinary monster blood, at least level four or above, some monster blood It is highly poisonous, remember to distinguish clearly before feeding."

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"From now on, you are Chengying's disciple. You can study the second volume of the Weihui Sword Art, and always remember the purpose of Weihui Peak, to slay demons and eliminate demons."

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"The difference between the second volume of Unrepentant Sword Art and the first volume is mainly eight points. Come here and listen carefully. The first point..." He started talking non-stop, Zhang Qingyang listened attentively, and occasionally lost his mind Going to look at the wooden sword, Chun Guanlan has no intention of letting go.

After the analysis at [-]:[-], Chun Guanlan said again: "The footwork derived from the swordsmanship has also changed, mainly in five points..."

Jian Shi couldn't bear it and cursed: "You can't stop yelling! I'm so tired of pretending, you let me go!"

Chun Guanlan chuckled and flicked the blade of the sword: "I knew you couldn't hold it."

Jianshi hummed: "Who told you to talk endlessly."

Chun Guanlan felt somewhat reluctant: "At least you have been with me for so many years, and you have no feelings at all?"

Jianshi just hums, hums, hums, very arrogant.

Chun Guanlan looked up at Zhang Qingyang, and smiled: "You abducted my old friend, how can you give me some compensation? Tell me, where did I get such a fresh book? Don't you give me some?"

So Chun Guanlan got a bougainvillea and a bottle of matcha powder, and left contentedly.

Jian Shi felt heartbroken: "My flower! It finally bloomed!"

Zhang Qingyang knocked on him: "He left something for you."

A piece of Longhua white crystal carved into a hemisphere, the golden fragments in the white crystal are shining brightly.Just the right size to fit on the hilt of a sword.

Zhang Qingyang carefully dug a concave hole on the hilt of the sword, and inserted the Longhua White Crystal into it.

Jian Shi became happy again: "Longhua Baijing? Not bad, not bad, he's interesting enough." After speaking, it seemed to yawn, "Oh, why is this deity sleepy?"

"Aren't you tired of blooming?" Zhang Qingyang then picked up the jade ball spell, and after thinking about it, it seems to be the reason?Why does it sound wrong?It asked, "Are you scolding me?"

"You're overthinking." Zhang Qingyang finished copying the spell scroll and sent it to Tonghai Division for money.

A bug crawled out from under the cabinet in the empty cabin.

The bug slowly crawled out of the small courtyard and up the mountain.

His master He Zhisheng had been waiting for a long time, put it in the palm of his hand, and fed him some nectar water.

The little insect was full, wiped his legs, raised his wings, trembled twice, and vibrated at a high speed, simulating a human voice intermittently: "The Dao heart resists robbery, and successfully forged the golden core..."

"There are eight main differences between the first volume..." He Zhisheng listened, his face contorted.

This is the essence of Chun Guanlan's hundreds of years of experience in cultivating Taoism. If he had known earlier, he would have avoided many detours when practicing the Unrepentant Sword Art in the early stages.

"Tell me, where did I get such a fresh book? Don't you give some to the master?"

"This..." Zhang Qingyang hesitated, "Of course, but please don't pursue the source."

"Okay." Chun Guanlan readily agreed.

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"Is this my own flower? My God!" Chun Guanlan lost his composure and was ecstatic, "With this treasure, there is hope for me to transform into a god!"

My wood flower?

He Zhisheng's face became more and more gloomy.

He took a deep breath, I am Muhua, I am Konoha, they are really treasures in the world... He suddenly laughed.

Junior brother, you are so secretive, don't blame me for being rude!

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