In the evening, two figures, carrying flying weapons, landed on the square of the Immortal Island of the Halloween Chaozong.

These two people were Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nan, who quickly walked towards the Penglai Immortal Palace.

When they came to Penglai Fairy Palace, the main hall was quiet. In the hall, there was a man lying in the hall. His chest was undulating and his snoring sound proved that he was sleeping soundly.

Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nan stood in the distance. After waiting for a while, Zhang Zichen did not wake up.

Sikong Nan then called softly: "Mr. Master, Master, everything is ready, we can set off."

After calling several times, Zhang Zichen still had no response.

Just as he was about to increase the sound, Duanmu Batian hurriedly reached out to stop Sikong Nan, shook his head, and said, "Nan'er, wait."

Sikong Nan frowned, looked worried, and said hurriedly: "Uncle Duanmu, what's wrong? Has something happened to the head teacher's junior brother? "

Even when you fall asleep, you can still listen to all directions and observe the four directions. The spiritual consciousness can clearly reflect the surrounding environment and everything into the monk's mind.

But now, Zhang Zichen ignored Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nan's arrival.

What's more, Sikong Nan called out a few times, but Zichen didn't hear it.

No wonder Sikong Nan was worried.

But Duanmu Batian shook his head slightly, thought for a while, and said, "Oh! You must be tired!"

"Tired?" Sikong Nan was puzzled.

"Yes, I'm tired!" Duanmu Batian said affirmatively, "Since these years, Zi Chen has been living in Guixu Realm. That Guixu Realm is where the strong and killing stay. But Zi Chen has only entered Guixu Realm with his cultivation level at the mid-stage True Lord. Thanks to him for his hard work over the years."

Sikong Nan listened, half-believing and half-doubting. He always believed that Zhang Zichen must have had some minor problems.

However, Duanmu Batian is a senior. When the senior speaks, Sikong Nan must listen.

After Duanmu Batian's persuasion, Sikong Nan gave up on the idea of ​​awakening Zhang Zichen.

"Uncle Duanmu, most of the people are ready now, and the boats are all outside the island, ready to set off at any time. What should I do now?" Sikong Nan looked embarrassed, "Can we leave first and let the head teacher come later?"

"No! Let's wait for him here!" Duanmu Batian found a chair and sat down quietly.

"Can……"

"Nan'er, these people are all Zi Chen's fellow tribe members. He attaches great importance to the fellow tribe members, so he must personally send these people to Nanxi City to rest assured..." Sikong Nan knew what Duanmu Batian said.

I remember Zhang Zichen once said that he and his tribe members almost became extinct.

Later, they accidentally came to the heavenly continent through a teleportation formation, and survived and reproduced hard here.

Gradually, this is how we achieve today.

Zhang Zichen naturally cherishes it very much.

"But Master Duanmu, everyone is ready..."

"It's okay, if you give me instructions, just say that the head sect has something to do, let everyone wait for a moment... wait for a night." Duanmu Batian felt that Zhang Zichen must have to sleep for one night before he could wake up.

Sikong Nan nodded slightly and retreated.

Now five million humans have boarded the ship. This is a very huge scene. If you can't control it, unnecessary danger may be caused at any time.

Duanmu Batian sat on a chair, quietly looking at the young man, and fell into deep thought.

After nightfall, Sikong Nan came back. Before Zhang Zichen woke up, he didn't say anything and found a chair to sit down quietly.

However, what made Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nan laugh and cry was that Zhang Zichen slept for seven days and seven nights after this sleep.

In the early morning of the eighth day, Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nan were already a little uneasy when they were sitting on the chair.

Nothing else, it’s because Zhang Zichen has slept for too long.

They can accept it if they sleep for a day or two, three or four days.

But Zhang Zichen slept for seven days and seven nights and didn't wake up, which was a bit abnormal.

When the sun rose, Duanmu Batian finally became anxious. He stood up from the chair, walked back and forth around Zhang Zichen dozens of times, and then said anxiously: "No! If Zichen sleeps like this, will there be a physical problem?"

"I guess so!" Sikong Nan's face was serious.

"Oh! No, I have to think of a solution!" Duanmu Batian said anxiously, "Nan'er, otherwise, you go and give orders first and let the fleet go first. I will hand Zi Chen over to senior Xianshou Shengui, and then catch up with you. How about it?"

"Okay!" Sikong Nan nodded, about to leave the hall.

But suddenly, a yawn started.

Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nanqi turned around and happened to see Zhang Zichen opening his confused eyes and sitting up.

Both of them were stunned, stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

"Oh! It's Master Duanmu and Senior Brother Sikong!" Zhang Zichen stretched and laughed, "You are all here, are the fleet ready?"

Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nan looked at each other, with an extremely awkward expression.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Zhang Zichen wondered, "What's wrong with you? Look at me like looking at a ghost? Didn't I just lie down for a while and sleep for a while?"

"Haha! Haha!" Sikong Nan smiled awkwardly, "For a while...for a while."

"Zi Chen, you've slept with this..." Duanmu Batian stretched out his seven fingers with his hands, "You've slept for so long."

"This is... Seven?" Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly, "No way? Master Duanmu, did you say I slept for seven incense sticks, or did I slept for seven hours? This is impossible! It's very unscientific. I felt like I took a nap and then woke up. I would never slept for so long!"

"Seven incense sticks? Seven hours?" Sikong Nan smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Master, you really fell asleep. I don't know how fast time passed. This time, you didn't sleep for seven incense sticks or seven hours, but for seven days, seven days and seven nights!"

When Zhang Zichen heard this, he was stunned: "Impossible, you are lying to others!"

Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nanji were helpless.

But Zhang Zichen knew that they would not lie to him, and looking at his expression, it seemed that it was indeed the case.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen suddenly patted his head and exclaimed: "Oh, Mai! Why have I slept for so long?"

Duanmu Batian smiled and said, "You have not only slept for so long, but you didn't even hear us calling you in the hall! Zi Chen, what's wrong with you? You didn't even respond when you slept for seven days and seven nights. You're so anxious to death!"
Chapter completed!