It was already 8 o'clock in the evening, and it had been twelve hours since Zhang Zichen left at 8 o'clock in the morning.

Heitong, Lin Xinqi and others had long argued at the entrance of the Huangpu River Hotel about whether to go out to find Zhang Zichen. Heitong and Lin Xinqi were most worried about Zhang Zichen, so they wanted to go out.

But he was stopped by Fatty Wang and Master and Pupil Sun Desheng. The reason is very simple, because when Zhang Zichen went out in the morning, he had already told him that he might spend a lot of time going out this time, so that everyone should not worry or go out to look for it. In short, staying in the Huangpu River Hotel is the safest way.

But while everyone was arguing about whether to go out to find Zhang Zichen, a strong white light came from a distance, and the white light was shrouded in a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the entire ground vibrated violently.

Quieli-

In an instant, the ground and buildings of the entire Hebian Street quickly cracked in the violent vibration.

The huge cracks were like countless big snakes rushing towards them, twisting left and right, covering the entire street and the buildings on both sides of the street.

Fortunately, these cracks did not spread. When they reached more than ten meters in front of Hei Tong, Sun Desheng and others, the cracks narrowed and gradually disappeared.

Looking at the golden light in the distance and feeling the slight shaking on the ground, Sun Desheng exclaimed: "Then is the direction of the ghost house. Could it be that Zi Chen has encountered something?"

Hei Tong was stunned when he heard this, and his face was pale. He pointed at Sun Desheng and said angrily: "I just said I would go over and look for it earlier, but you don't want to. Zi Chen is the disciple that my master likes the most. If something happens to him, I will not spare you."

Hei Tong threw down this sentence, exerted force under his feet, and his whole body turned into a black shadow, running away in the direction of the light coming.

"It's all my fault! Let's follow us and see what happened!" Sun Desheng was very guilty. He tried hard to stop everyone from going out. Now if something really happened to Zhang Zichen, he really didn't know what to do.

At the greeting of Sun Desheng, two people who did not understand Taoism, Lin Xinqi and Fatty Wang also followed them to the direction of No. 118 ghost house.

When Hei Tong and Sun Desheng and others ran away, many Taoist priests in the hotel also saw the light and felt the violent vibration. Dozens or even more than one hundred people ran out.

Some people talked loudly, while others ran over quickly to see what was going on.

Black pupil was very fast. In less than ten minutes, he arrived at the center of the quake and looked at the light opposite him.

This golden light wrapped around dozens of meters nearby, and thick streams of spiritual energy continued to flow into the center from the depths of the ground.

Even a strong man with a golden elixir realm like Black Pupil, he could not open his eyes and looked directly. He could not see clearly whether the person or thing wrapped in the center was.

However, feeling the gathering and madness of the surrounding spiritual energy, Hei Tong frowned, but there was a hint of surprise: "Is this ball of light surrounded by Zi Chen? Is he going to break through the Jindan realm here?"

This feeling is so familiar. Hei Tong still remembers that when he broke through the Golden Pill realm five years ago, he felt exactly the same as he is now!

Hei Tong guessed correctly. It was indeed Zhang Zichen who was staying in this ball of light. He was gritting his teeth and enduring the pain and preparing to attack the realm of the Golden Pill.

Not long after, Sun Desheng and others came to Hei Tong, and the ground near the light was shaking slightly.

Sun Desheng hurriedly asked, "What's the situation?"

Hei Tong gave him a blank look, but replied: "I suspect Zi Chen is surrounded by this ball of light."

"What!?" Sun Desheng was shocked when he heard this and shouted, "Then why are you going to be too late? Hurry up and rescue Zi Chen!"

"I'll save your sister!" Hei Tong cursed, "This is Zi Chen's attacking the realm of the Golden Pill. If you want me to rescue him, who will attack the Golden Pill? Are you in your mind?"

"What!? What did you say!!?"

The words behind Black Pupil made Sun Desheng even more panicked. If Sun Desheng was just surprised, but now he was a little confused. He pointed to the light opposite and said, "Are you talking about this... Is this kid Zhang Zichen attacking the Jindan realm?"

Hei Tong nodded and said, "That's right? He's almost right!"

Sun Desheng was completely confused: "Damn it! What qualifications is this kid? When he met him at Hulu Villa five years ago, Zhang Zichen was just a stinky brat in the foundation-building stage, and his cultivation was not as good as mine. But five years later, not only did he reach the peak of foundation-building state in one fell swoop, but now he is still sitting here openly to the Golden Pill realm?"

"This practice of Taoism requires talent and qualifications, and of course the conditions are also very important." Hei Tong said despised, "In order to increase Zi Chen's cultivation level, my master personally taught him Taoism to his spiritual veins and magic weapons. If only Zi Chen's qualifications cannot break through the realm of the golden elixir, that would be a strange thing."

"But that's a little bit too terrifying, right? This progress is too fast, and judging from his appearance, the practice along the way seems to be as smooth as there are no obstacles." Sun Desheng sighed.

"What do you know?" Hei Tong said proudly, "Zi Chen is a seed reserved by the great god Fuxi. He has the luck of the ancient emperor Fuxi, and later..."

Having just said this, Hei Tong seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn't have said and immediately shut up.

Sun Desheng hurriedly asked, "Tell me, what happened later?"

Hei Tong shook his head and made up a reason casually: "I mean, Zi Chen has a very good fortune and is not comparable to ordinary people. You mortals don't understand it."

Sun Desheng snorted coldly: "You are a mortal."

Hei Tong glanced helplessly and said, "I don't want to compete with you now. Zi Chen has excellent luck anyway. This is a fact, otherwise his cultivation would not have grown so quickly!"

Sun Desheng agrees very much with this. If a person does not have qualifications and luck, he will not be able to reach the peak stage of foundation building from the early stage of foundation building in a short period of time.

During this period, countless Taoist priests who were originally staying at the entrance of the Huangpu River Hotel slowly moved closer to the ghost house, and their curiosity urged everyone to see what this ball of light was.

In this way, almost all the 100 Taoist priests in the entire Huangpu River Hotel came to the next round of golden light and talked about it.
Chapter completed!