Zhang Haotian still remembered that the blurry figure he saw before he fell into coma was this man in white robes, and he quickly said: "Junior Zhang Haotian pays homage to senior Ximentian."
Zhang Haotian naturally regarded Xiaoyao as Ximentian.
When Xiaoyao heard the three words Ximentian, he was momentarily absent-minded. He immediately recovered and said: "Ximentian is my master. I am just the weapon spirit of the Chaos Clock of Heaven and Earth. Now that you have my recognition, you can be regarded as Xiaoyao."
New owner."
"It turns out it's Senior Xiaoyao, Zhang Haotian is polite."
"Your name is Zhang Haotian. It seems that the author who wrote a masterpiece "Qi Men: Ximen Tian" was originally named Zhang Haotian."
"Isn't that just me? This is Haotian's second work, and it will definitely become another masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation."
"Don't tell me you're fat, you're out of breath. Now when faced with my Taoist transformation, why are you so greedy that you can't get in?"
When Zhang Haotian heard what Xiaoyao said, his eyes immediately lit up and he said, "Senior, please give me some advice?"
"It's really a different feeling to be called senior by my little master. But it's impossible for me to tell you how to practice this Taoist transformation, because I can't do it myself. But I can remind you that it's you
My body cannot enter this hall now."
Although Zhang Haotian is an orphan, his understanding is still very high, which can be seen from his ability to cultivate to the sixth level of the Mind Bible.
Now when I heard what Xiaoyao said, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said in my mind: "Yes, my body has not come in. My thoughts and spirit body can change at will. What Senior Ximentian is testing here is just whether my thoughts can comprehend it."
My way is just to change my moves, it does not mean that I can disintegrate my body."
After thinking about it, everything was so logical. The mini version of Zhang Haotian's mind body instantly transformed into a sharp blade, and the size was reduced to one percent of the original mind body.
Xiaoyao looked at the transformed blade Zhang Haotian and said, "Attack me with all your strength."
The blade instantly rushed towards Xiaoyao's chest at a speed slightly less than the speed of light.
"Prick."
A small hole was drilled directly into Xiaoyao's chest by the rotating blade.
Zhang Haotian's mini Yuanshen body appeared again, and the small hole in Xiaoyao's chest instantly recovered. He looked at Zhang Haotian with a smile and said: "You have barely passed the old master's test. From now on, you are already the master's ninth disciple."
Zhang Haotian suddenly said: "I wonder where Master is now?"
"Is he watching you from somewhere in the sky? Kneel down and become your disciple as soon as possible?"
Zhang Haotian knelt down with his mind and body and said: "Disciple Zhang Haotian pays homage to the master."
In a certain galaxy in the universe, a handsome man with long hair and an angular face looked down and said to himself: "Master's hundred brothers will be handed over to you. This is your reward."
The long-haired man threw a ring casually.
Zhang Haotian, who was kneeling, suddenly heard a strange but majestic voice saying: "Master's hundred brothers will be handed over to you. This is your reward."
After listening, he saw a ring appear out of thin air in front of his soul body.
Zhang Haotian's mind easily invaded the ring and found that the ring was very large, as big as a county town.
At the same time, a method for lifting the seals of hundreds of young people appeared naturally in Zhang Haotian's Yuanshen body, as if he already knew it.
