Never thought there would be so many monks in Wangyue City. Zhang Xiaohan was stunned when he looked at the dense crowd in the square. Please see the latest chapter

Zhang Xiaohan has never known that there will be so many people with spiritual roots and cultivation in Wangyue City, but these monks seem not all from Wangyue City.

Wangyue City is leaning against the monster forest on one side, and there is a small city on the other side. In the distance, it is the unattainable Baitou Mountain.

The colorful rays of the monster forest were not only seen by the residents of Wangyue City, but also seen them further inside, but also the treasure ships that monks from Xuanhuang Continent were riding on were also extremely eye-catching.

As long as possible, people with spiritual roots between the Monster Forest and Baitou Mountain have arrived. The grand occasion in Wangyue City is unprecedentedly grand and unique.

In the air, all sects sent monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage to patrol the air with flying swords, so that everyone could line up in an orderly manner.

Zhang Xiaohan and Song Chensha were blocked from a distance to the outermost periphery, and they were not even touched by the side of the square.

Even at the outermost periphery, you can see from a distance that on the high platform at the front of the square, five tables were placed side by side, with several people standing or sitting behind each table, and there was a sign behind with the name of the sect.

Every time, five people would go up to the platform together, each of them would choose one of the tables, and then it seemed that they would test the spirit roots and ask questions. It was far apart, so Zhang Xiaohan could not see clearly the specific ones.

"Brother Song, so many people..." There are so many people who don't know when they will be able to queue up. Zhang Xiaohan doesn't plan to queue up here, but it's hard to say it outright.

"There are too many people in the square, and you can't queue up for a while. I'll take you home first. When there are fewer people, I'll pick you up." Song Chensha said a little apologetically.

"I'll just go back by myself. You'll be very busy today." Zhang Xiaohan said, looking at the people all over the square, Song Chensha had something to do today.

Thinking that he had the intention of helping Xuanzhen Sect recruit more disciples last night, Zhang Xiaohan blushed a little. His experience in his previous life might not be very useful here. The five major sects were all worried that other sects would acquire more disciples, and Wangyue City's resources would have to be evenly divided.

Song Chensha smiled, and Zhang Xiaohan's understanding made him very happy: "I'm not very busy, I'll accompany you back."

Zhang Xiaohan shook his head: "Or, I'll just line up here, it doesn't matter."

Song Chensha thought about it and said, "You'd better go back first and be careful by yourself."

Zhang Xiaohan agreed, a smile slowly appeared on her face. She turned around and walked quickly along the way she came. In fact, she had half a day to move freely.

When I returned to the Zhang Mansion, I first returned to my own bedroom in the study. The front yard was quiet, unlike someone. After thinking for a while, I finally made up my mind.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out the long-lost mask and gently covered it on his face. He watched his arms disappear in the air. Zhang Xiaohan felt the little squirrel in his arms a little uneasy, and gently patted it. The little squirrel's restlessness disappeared, followed by another hidden charm.

Zhang Xiaohan quietly slipped out of the yard of the study. She walked briskly on the bluestone road. The front yard of the Zhang family was almost empty. Fortunately, the snow had stopped long ago, and the servants in the yard had also swept the road. Otherwise, Zhang Xiaohan would not be able to step on the snow without trace.

It would be great if it reached the foundation building stage. You can fly up in the foundation building stage, so there would be no such trouble.

Zhang Xiaohan carefully walked to the side door between the front yard and the inner yard, and the side door was unexpectedly locked.

The spiritual sense was released, and there was no one around her. The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and a small fire bomb suddenly appeared in front of the empty door, which landed accurately on the door lock, and the door lock melted silently.

Because of the spell like Fire Bomb Technique, the effect of the hidden talisman disappeared. Zhang Xiaohan reached out and pushed open the door. After entering the inner courtyard, he added another hidden talisman to himself.

The inner courtyard is also very quiet, probably going to the square. It is impossible for the Zhang family's legitimate son to not go there for such a major event as the sect recruits disciples.

The journey went smoothly. After Zhang Xiaohan closed the mechanism in the rockery cave, he took out the fluorescent stone and followed the passage. Zhang Xiaohan quickly came to the underground.

Lingquan was still there quietly at that glance, but there was no more amazing bright red or tender green on it. As soon as he reached the three steps of Lingquan, the little squirrel that had been staying peacefully in Zhang Xiaohan's arms suddenly pulled Zhang Xiaohan's collar and exposed his head. He only saw a furry little squirrel suddenly jumping out of the air. His big tail was raised high and he jumped next to Lingquan.

Zhang Xiaohan had seen the little squirrel's appetite. He took off his mask and threw it into the storage bag. He took out more than a dozen gourds and a large jar inside.

The gourd is for the purpose of filling the spiritual spring water. The big jar is filled with ordinary water, which is for cooking and washing. At this time, the gourd is empty, and the last point was poured into your mouth last night.

However, Zhang Xiaohan's movements were still a little slower. The little squirrel had already poked his little head down and started drinking "gudonggudong" in a big mouthful.

Zhang Xiaohan hurriedly grabbed the back of the little squirrel and picked it up despite its struggles: "I said Xiaobao, you have to wait for a while. I will decorate the water from the spiritual spring in the gourd and take it away, otherwise you will never be able to drink the spiritual spring water in the future."

The little squirrel stretched out four small paws in dissatisfaction and struggled for a while. Zhang Xiaohan took out a wild fruit from the storage bag, looked at it and stuffed it back. She changed to Polygonatum. This thing was the most in her storage bag. She was still big, and it was enough for Xiaobao to eat for a while.

Xiaobao hugged the Polygonum multiflorum, and the sound of chewing in the cave came from the "crack" sound. Zhang Xiaohan slowly placed Xiaobao on the ground and then picked up the gourd.

The gourd was filled with all the gourds in one breath, and the water in the Lingquan only dropped slightly, and then slowly rose up. Zhang Xiaohan slowly sat next to the Lingquan. It would be great if there was something that could fill more water in the Lingquan like a storage bag.

The little squirrel ate a piece of Polygonatum, but he was still unsatisfied. Seeing Zhang Xiaohan sitting down and stop filling water, his little head reached the edge of the spiritual spring again.

Zhang Xiaohan's eyes unconsciously moved with the little squirrel, and saw it as if it had been hungry for thousands of years.

It just ate a ten thousand-year-old Polygonatum stick. If you drink it like this, you won’t be able to hold on.

Zhang Xiaohan's eyes gradually widened. What did she see? The water level in Lingquan is decreasing? Why did the little squirrel drink more water than she put in a gourd?

Zhang Xiaohan was a little confused. So, every time the little squirrel drank a gourd of water but didn't drink enough?

The water from the Lingquan continued to fall nearly two inches, and the little squirrel raised his head, touched his belly with satisfaction with his two small front paws, slowly fell over his body, and walked towards Zhang Xiaohan's feet shakingly. In just two steps, he plopped and changed to four feet to the ground, which was four feet to the ground. When it crawled over, it was still shaking, as if it was drunk.

The water in Lingquan will also be intoxicating, no, it is a drunken rat.

The little squirrel grabbed Zhang Xiaohan's trousers and stood upright. Suddenly, he burped at Zhang Xiaohan. A large mouthful of rich spiritual energy rushed towards him, so rich that it seemed to turn into a sticky liquid, which wrapped Zhang Xiaohan in an instant.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at the little squirrel in a daze, and suddenly seemed to understand something. He seemed to be doing something in such a rich spiritual energy.

The "Changchun Jue" in the body was running wildly, and the rich aura surrounded Zhang Xiaohan, drilling into the body along the pores of Zhang Xiaohan's body, and slowly absorbed by Zhang Xiaohan's body until it was completely absorbed into Zhang Xiaohan's body.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Xiaohan was still a little unbelievable. He actually broke through again and absorbed a mouthful of the little squirrel's rich spiritual energy. His cultivation level actually entered the late stage of the fifth level of Qi training to the peak of the fifth level, and then broke through the barrier of the fifth level of Qi training and entered the sixth level of Qi training in one fell swoop.

Her heart was filled with panic. She didn't know where the little squirrel was treasured. It could clearly swallow all kinds of spiritual energy, then purify the spiritual energy, and then spit out the spiritual energy that the monk could easily absorb.

In the past, I thought that the little squirrel would be full with a piece of Polygonatum, but in fact, it was not full at all. This time, I drank the water from the Spirit Spring and vomited out such a rich sip of spiritual energy.

Such a breath of spiritual energy will give birth to a level one. If you spit out more in the future, your cultivation level will be...

After the joy, Zhang Xiaohan was panicked. His cultivation speed was too fast, and the wood was so beautiful that Lin Feng would definitely destroy it. Such cultivation speed was much faster than Song Chensha. Song Chensha was a genius, but he was even more perverted than genius.

Also, I just broke up with Song Chensha, how could I explain that after so long as I have improved my cultivation level again?

The little squirrel was full, and as Zhang Xiaohan practiced, he got into her clothes and fell asleep. He didn't know that his perverted burp brought not only surprises but also troubles to its little master.

Zhang Xiaohan sat blankly beside the Lingquan, in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.

Others are happy when their cultivation has improved, but she is only panicked. She knows that if she goes out and her cultivation has improved, Song Chensha and the others can see at a glance that a secret that cannot respond well and has been kept painstakingly will be revealed to the world, and the little squirrel can't be saved. Perhaps, even his life may not be left behind.

She is not a twelve-year-old girl who knows nothing. She understands the principle of guilt for possessing a treasure. She also understands the shameful acts done by powerful people behind their backs. She is just a child without any background. It is easy for those who want to destroy her or know her secret.

Zhang Xiaohan gently touched the little squirrel in his arms. The little squirrel seemed to have some spiritual communication with him. She felt the little squirrel's dependence on her, and she also had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with the little squirrel. Since she knew that the little squirrel needed elixirs as food, she did not intend to let others know this secret.
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