In the Invincible Sword Sect, Zhang Zifan in Qingyi walked up the stairs along the corridor built along the mountain.
While admiring the scenery of Jian Zong, listen to the voices of Jian Zong disciples.
"Greetings to the Pavilion Master!"
"Greetings to the Pavilion Master!"
Two people who had just received the elixirs needed to break through from the Hidden Pill Pavilion saw Zhang Zifan in Qingyi walking towards them, and they quickly bent down and bowed their hands in salute.
Although their heads were lowered, their eyes secretly rolled up, curiously looking at this mysterious pavilion master who was fighting against a sect.
A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, a majestic air, and smooth and fair skin.
The whole person is like a sharp sword that cuts through the sky, making it impossible for anyone to look at it.
If in the past, someone told them that one person could suppress the Invincible Sword Sect.
They must think that the other person is crazy, so they would say such nonsense.
But after witnessing Zhang Zifan overwhelming 100,000 sword cultivators and annihilating the entire group of elders, their faith had already collapsed.
Zhang Zifan nodded slightly and continued to climb the stairs.
"Is our Pavilion Master so young?"
"I think he only has the eighth level of body training, and his realm is not as high as mine. Why..."
Before this disciple could finish speaking, the person next to him covered his mouth with both hands, fearing that he would cause misfortune.
"Shut up, the Pavilion Master has single-handedly reorganized Jiange and Sword Sect!"
"And he single-handedly suppressed the three supreme elders of our Sword Sect, who are the legendary great saints!"
"You said that the realm of the Pavilion Master is not as high as yours. Isn't this asking for death?"
Upon hearing this, the disciple who had spoken earlier was so frightened that his body was trembling and he quickly covered his mouth with his own hands.
"I think it's good that Jiange and Jianzong have reorganized!"
"At least disciples like us who have no status or background can still succeed!"
"If it weren't for the kindness of the Pavilion Master, I wouldn't be able to get these few pills needed to break through the realm even if I was given ten years!"
"It makes sense! I just went to the Library Pavilion to receive this Divine Soul Secret Realm level skill. It's impossible without 100,000 merit points before!"
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"I quite like the style of our Pavilion Master!"
"We sword cultivators hate evil as much as we hate it. We will use our swords when it is time to use our swords against injustices in the world!"
"What's unfair? What's the injustice?"
"You don't know that the position of deputy sect leader was originally the ancestor of Jiange, but he was framed by Luo Zhao..."
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"Our pavilion master is really a rich man. We can use elixirs, magic weapons and secret realms as long as our strength allows!"
"In less than a month, I will break through the shackles and enter the secret realm of supernatural powers!"
"With the blessing of these cultivation resources, Dad! Mom! I can finally avenge you!"
...
No matter how low these disciples speak, no matter how far these disciples are from Zhang Zifan.
As long as they are in the Invincible Sword Sect, as long as they are still in the Invincible Dojo, Zhang Zifan can hear it.
The leader of the Invincible Sword Sect is still Luo Kunjin, and after going round and round, the position of deputy leader still falls to Luo Tong.
These two people already knew the Sword Sect very well, and now they manage it with ease.
The change of ownership of the Sword Sect.
Regarding the reorganization of Jiange and Jianzong.
The unconditional opening of the Zangdan Pavilion, Zangshu Pavilion and Zangbao Pavilion.
There are those who are happy and excited.
There are also those who complain and complain.
There are also those who miss their old master but dare not show it.
...
Zhang Zifan saw all this and heard it.
He doesn't care about those with evil intentions, because this is his invincible dojo.
In the face of absolute strength, no one can make any waves.
When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw Luo Tong, the former ancestor of the Sword Pavilion and now the deputy master of the Sword Sect, practicing his sword.
Zhang Zifan stepped forward and waved his hand, and a stone bench and table appeared out of thin air between the two of them.
wisps of mist floated from the mouth of the teapot, and the fragrance of tea overflowed.
He poured a cup of tea for Luo Tong and waved.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master!"
Luo Tong picked up the cup and took a sip. The aroma was overflowing and he felt refreshed.
"In less than a day, you have broken through from the tenth level of Yuan Dan to the third level of magical power. It seems that you have really given up!"
The energy and blood in Luo Tong's body was like a dragon, and his eyes were as clear as a mirror. In just one day, he not only recovered his cultivation level, but also broke through three realms in a row.
"Thank you Pavilion Master for the elixir. After the medicinal power remaining in the body is refined, it will go straight to the third level of magical power!"
Luo Tong was overjoyed and moved by the news of breaking through.
He knew that without Zhang Zifan, he would have been a dead soul by the sword.
"Where's Butterfly?"
"Sent down the mountain!"
"Don't love?"
"Don't love it!"
"Don't hate?"
"I don't hate it either!"
Zhang Zifan took a sip of tea and nodded with satisfaction.
There is no hate or love, this is true letting go.
From now on, if you practice one path, Taluatong will definitely have a smooth path.
"Pavilion Master, don't worry, I will definitely practice diligently, and when I break through to the secret realm of the Spirit King, I will definitely share your worries for the Pavilion Master!"
Looking at Zhang Zifan who looked sad, Luo Tong stood up, clasped his fists, saluted, and solemnly swore an oath.
In the first half of his life, he lived for revenge.
For the rest of his life, he just wants to live for Zhang Zifan!
"If you want to help me, the small Spirit King Secret Realm is not enough."
Looking at the high-spirited Luo Tong, Zhang Zifan smiled and said:
"At least we must reach the pinnacle of humanity and become a true emperor!"
As soon as these words came out, Luo Tong stood stunned on the spot, and then felt ashamed.
The pinnacle of humanity!
Great Emperor!
He knew that his cultivation aptitude was not very good, and he would never be able to enter the imperial realm in his entire life.
In other words, he will never be able to help Zhang Zifan in his life.
"Pavilion Master, my... subordinates are incompetent and will never be able to become emperor in this life..."
Before Luo Tong could finish his words, he was interrupted again by Zhang Zifan pouring tea.
"It wasn't possible before, but if you drink a few more cups of tea, it will be possible!"
You can reach the imperial realm by drinking...drinking tea?!
Luo Tong was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked:
"This tea..."
"Elixir of Death, Enlightenment Tea!"
Zhang Zifan stood up, waved his hand, leaving Luo Tong with a stunned look on his face, and walked towards the top of the sword pavilion again.
Behind him, Luo Tong reacted with tears in his eyes.
The way he picked up the big teapot and poured it into his mouth desperately was funny and touching.
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Looking at the sun setting in the sky, Zhang Zifan was filled with emotions.
His situation was similar to that of Luo Tong, both had been betrayed by their loved ones, and both had turned against their brothers.
Looking at Luo Tong, Zhang Zifan thought of himself in his previous life.
Luo Zhao attacked Luo Tong for the position of deputy sect leader.
But what about Empress Ji Jiufeng?
Zhang Zifan really can’t think of an answer!
Luo Tong felt relieved after learning that Die'er's sword stabbed him in the secret realm and that Quan Yin had been poisoned by Luo Zhao's puppet.
What about the former empress Ji Jiufeng?
Could it be that... he was also affected by a spell similar to the puppet spell and couldn't help himself?
Before this thought could even arise, Zhang Zifan killed it.
He is not a person who deceives himself and others, and he never wants to deceive himself.
In his previous life, he and the Empress were the commanders of both the righteous and the demonic realms, and their strength was as great as the heavens.
The puppet technique that can affect the minds of the two of them could not be found even in nine heavens and ten places.
The situation is the same, but extremely complex.
The answer he wants can only be found by himself.
Through the clouds, his eyes penetrated the endless void and looked in the direction of Phoenix Continent.
When Zhang Zifan in white gets the only phoenix feather, it's time for him, the sword cultivator in green, to set out.
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"Emperor...Emperor, that phoenix feather is...in the imperial city of Zhongzhou, in the hands of the Emperor Dragon Emperor!"
The Goddess Ice Queen said these words with difficulty, and the suffocating feeling made her soul tremble.
Only then did she realize how terrifying the Zhang Lang in front of her was!
In the past, when he killed the Fire Emperor and entered the imperial city alone, it seemed extremely dangerous.
In fact... in fact, he didn't even use half of his strength!
Looking up at the mountains, the gap brought about by this absolute strength makes people... despairing.
Bai Yi and Zhang Zifan gave the Goddess Ice Emperor a slightly apologetic look and quickly put away the Emperor's power.
Because Zhang Zifan in Tsing Yi was talking to Luo Tong, he was moved by the scene and thought of his love and hatred with the empress in his previous life, which caused Zhang Zifan in white clothes to lose his breath.
The three bodies are all controlled by one soul, their thoughts are connected, and their natural emotions are also connected.
"Zhongzhou Imperial City, Emperor Dragon Emperor?"
Zhang Zifan's eyes were full of light, and it seemed that he was going to have another adventure.
The last time he visited Xingshi for questioning, he didn't even bother to pay attention to the system prompts to sign in.
Now think about it, the Imperial City of Zhongzhou is where the destiny of the Tianlong Continent lies. The Qi of the Imperial Dao and the Qi of Tianlong are intertwined and have been gathering for thousands of years.
Sign in here and the rewards will be extraordinary!
Thinking of the last time he extorted 2 taels of tea from Emperor Dao Dragon Emperor, Zhang Zifan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
This time, he has a big gift to give.
Not just the Imperial Dragon Emperor, but all the great emperors on the Tianlong Continent.