As I thought about it, I didn’t know when I fell asleep.

In his sleep, Zhang Mingxuan found himself standing on the top of the clouds and was shocked. If he fell down at such a high, he would fall to death! Then he reacted and smiled: "I'm so stupid! This is a dream! How could he fall to death!"

Zhang Mingxuan looked around curiously. The white clouds formed a sea of ​​clouds, and could not see any of the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, or waves of waves. Remove the white clouds or white clouds.

Zhang Mingxuan shouted excitedly: "Let me try the feeling of flying in advance!"

He waved his hand forward and made a charge gesture and shouted: "Charge! Marshmallow!"

He kept this gesture and waited for a while but couldn't see any movement around him. Zhang Mingxuan stomped his feet in dissatisfaction and said, "What are you doing? Move quickly!"

"Have you had enough fun?" A faint voice echoed in my ears.

Zhang Mingxuan was startled and looked back and at some point a blurred figure appeared behind him, his whole body covered in an inexplicable halo, which was ugly and clear.

Zhang Mingxuan muttered: "What's going on? Why do strangers appear in the dream!"

But in this world where gods and demons are rampant, Zhang Mingxuan dared not be careless even in the dream. You should know that even the Land City God has the magical powers of entering the dream, let alone those who are great magical powers.

Zhang Mingxuan bowed his fists and said, "Boy Zhang Mingxuan pays homage to senior, don't know the name of senior?"

The colorful figure said, "You are not qualified to know my name yet. You just need to understand that I am here to accept disciples."

"Accepting apprentices?"

Zhang Mingxuan's ears suddenly stood up, and he pointed at himself happily and said, "Is it... it's me?"

The colorful figure nodded and said, "That's right!"

Zhang Mingxuan clenched his fists excitedly, and immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Disciple, pay homage to the teacher?"

When on Earth, Zhang Mingxuan saw what was written in the novel, the strong wanted to take the protagonist as his disciple, but the protagonist was suspicious and shirked his responsibilities. Someone asked arrogantly: "What can you teach me?" At that time, he felt that the protagonist was really stylish and was very alert. Now it was his turn, Zhang Mingxuan didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and he was afraid that the other party would regret it. No suspicion or arrogance. He had no chance to become an immortal or a god by seizing this opportunity. Because he didn't catch the suspicion, he eventually became a mortal and turned into a mortal for a hundred years. That was a fool. Zhang Mingxuan saw it very clearly.

The colorful figure nodded and said, "Since you are a teacher, I will teach you some skills. What do you want to learn?"

Zhang Mingxuan looked up and said excitedly: "Nine Turns of Profound Art, Nine Turns of Become a Saint! Do you have it?"

The colorful figure smiled and said, "Nine Turns to Become a Saint? You think of a saint too simply! If becoming a saint is so simple, then all three realms will practice the Nine Turns Mysterious Art, and there will be hope for becoming a saint. Why bother to seek the Hongmeng Purple Qi? Among the disciples of the three religions, Yang Jian is the only one who practices the Nine Turns Mysterious Art."

Zhang Mingxuan was disappointed: "Isn't it?"

"The Nine Turns of Mysterious Art and the Eight Nine Unknown Art are the magical skills of the Taoist sect and Buddhism. If you don't understand the mystery, you won't realize the Tao. You will fight against the sky and the earth and dominate the world! The combat power is extraordinary, but your achievements are limited, and the holy road has been cut off! The Nine Turns is even more slim, and you will not be a saint after the Nine Turns."

Zhang Mingxuan listened to the colorful figure's explanation and immediately understood the nature of the Nine-Turn Profound Art and the Eight-Nine Profound Art. He exchanged the future for combat power. A pure combat weapon is a high-level master! He shivered suddenly. This is not the future he wanted. He swung his sword and fought with his hands and blood everywhere, which was not what he wanted. His ideal appearance should be white clothes, extraordinary, and when he waved his hand, the land collapsed and the earth broke, and the enemy bowed his head as soon as the magic weapon came out.

Zhang Mingxuan asked, "Master, what are you good at?" In short, it is right to learn from Master's strongest!

The colorful figure laughed and said, "What am I good at? I know everything, I can do anything, and I can do everything!"

Zhang Mingxuan said in his mind: "Arrogance!"

But he said flatteringly: "Master is mighty! Master is domineering! Master 666!"

The colorful figure smiled and said, "I am roughly divided into two methods here. One is an immortal, who swallows and spits the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, lives in seclusion in the Lingshan Cave Heaven, and watches the changes in the world with a smile!"

Zhang Mingxuan's face changed and lived in seclusion! Li Qingya, what should Yaya and the others do? Immortality is my pursuit, but if I want to give up on them...

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head and asked, "What about the other kind?"

The colorful figure said: "The other kind is God, feeding on the power of wishes and faith! Leverage the power of sentient beings to transcend it, and use the fire of the seven desires to forge the immortal divine nature."

Zhang Mingxuan hesitated and asked: "Is this god different from the god in the heavenly court?"

"This is the law of ancient gods. The great power belongs to itself, unlike the gods in the heavenly court, the great power belongs to the heavenly court, and they cannot help themselves!" The colorful figure couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Mingxuan bit his teeth and said deeply: "Disciple asks the master to give the ancient gods."

The colorful figure said, "Okay!"

The dream exploded instantly, and Zhang Mingxuan immediately sat up from the bed, rubbed his head and said, "Is that a dream just now?"

The next moment he stopped thinking this way, and a method appeared in his mind, the book "The Great Way of Ancient Gods". Zhang Mingxuan's hand rubbed his head and stopped immediately and said to himself: "Is this true?"

I immediately became excited and stopped sleeping. I sat cross-legged as I was practicing on TV. After working hard for a long time, I found it difficult! I can't do it! I'd better do it, just do it as you feel comfortable! Lying on the bed, I began to run the method according to the records of the ancient scriptures!

In fact, he was just a try. He had no believers and could not absorb faith, so he had a good use. Although he knew it was useless, Zhang Mingxuan, who was excited, still started his first practice with a heart of becoming a god.

After half a day, Zhang Mingxuan felt something was wrong! He had no believers, so where did these little fireflies flying from all directions come from? Zhang Mingxuan looked at a light spot that was swarming into his body with a little confusion, and suddenly felt like he was being forced. Since he could not resist, then enjoy it silently!

Zhang Mingxuan closed his eyes and his mind sank into his body. The first thing he found was this in his body was like this. The large intestine was so curved and curved! Those two waists were really good, so I can give it a thumbs up! The bloody heart looked a bit scary! The liver was scary, the stomach was scary, wait! This is the lung? My lungs! What's wrong with you? What have you experienced over the years? Why do you look like you came back from Africa! Finally, Zhang Mingxuan bid farewell to his lungs and pointed at his lungs and swears that he would never smoke again.
Chapter completed!