The two returned to the Demon-Slaying Sect. Bai Emperor did not say much, but returned to the Chaos Tower directly, as if he was discussing the matter with the other two saints.

From the beginning to the end, Baidi did not talk too much about the matter of Tiansi and Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng was naturally too lazy to ask. In Zhang Yifeng's eyes, these troubles were not considered a problem.

Back on the Jiuhua Immortal Peak, Ling Huazi and Qing Yurou walked forward quickly.

Feeling the changes in Zhang Yifeng's aura, Qing Yurou raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is the late stage of the Immortal Lord?"

"Um."

Upon hearing this, Qing Yurou chuckled and said, "This is gratifying. What opportunities can you get in the holy land of falling bones? Those kids follow you to practice, which is really a blessing they have cultivated for several lifetimes."

As a person around the supreme and great fortune, Qing Yurou can be said to have the most say. Following Zhang Yifeng, you can pick up treasures even if you walk.

Zhang Yifeng touched his chin and suddenly smiled: "I'm afraid there is a little more trouble."

Qing Yu Rou frowned when she said what happened in the holy land of falling bones.

Qing Yurou didn't know what the origin of Zhitiansi came from, but when she heard that she had something to do with Tiandao, Qing Yurou's face changed drastically.

The six realms of reincarnation seem too far away for Qing Yurou.

Zhang Yifeng breathed a breath of turbid air: "Now that the storm in the Chaos Realm is coming, all the imperial clans may regard me as a thorn in their eyes and want me to die. Now it is notorious in this Chaos Realm."

"Nonsense! Isn't this their petty treacherous and just willing to sacrifice others? As cultivators in the Chaos Realm, they should prosper and lose both. If you die, can they survive the demons and demons?"

Qing Yurou said angrily, her pretty face was full of resentment.

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng was stunned.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the descendant of Emperor Qing. Qing Yurou's view is similar to Emperor Qing, and he puts the whole world first.

"If any clan gains benefits, it will be difficult for the other two clans to survive. Now it seems that this is true."

Let’s not talk about the demon clan for the time being. Just talk about this human Tao. If someone cultivates the will of the human Tao that is hidden under the origin of the world, how could he be willing to keep the demon clan and the demon clan in the Chaos Realm?

It's like two bugs crawling on a sleeping person. Maybe he hasn't noticed it yet, regardless of it. If he wakes up, how could he watch the bed bug clamoring on him?

I will definitely call it as soon as possible.

"The things here are becoming more and more difficult. Only by improving one's own cultivation can one gain a foothold in this world. Even if the Heavenly Secret comes, there is no need to be afraid."

Zhang Yifeng thought so much and walked into the secret realm of Jiuhua Immortal Peak.

"One Forgetful Punch" was placed in front of you, and Zhang Yifeng began to carefully ponder the exquisiteness of this boxing technique.

As a fairy, "One Forgetful Punch" is like Master Tong, and it has its own wisdom.

As Zhang Yifeng's soul merged with this boxing technique, a illusion appeared in Zhang Yifeng's perception.

In front of you, on an endless plain, a simple wooden house is located, with a small courtyard full of fields.

Zhang Yifeng walked slowly towards the wooden house, and a figure slowly walked out of the wooden house.

The person who came chuckled and wore a blue shirt, looked like a young man. He was not handsome, but he was also handsome and upright, exuding a gentle and scholarly aura.

"Come?"

The scholar seemed to have known Zhang Yifeng for a long time, bowed and asked Zhang Yifeng to sit in the wooden house.

The two walked together, and the furnishings in the wooden house seemed simpler than from the outside.

It is just a wooden bed, a wooden table, and two wooden chairs.

There are not even tea sets, cups and cups on the table, and there is not even a quilt or pillow on the bed. If Zhang Yifeng said that this is a humble room, it would be like this.

"Xiaosheng's house is a little simpler, so don't blame me."

The scholar smiled faintly on his face and bowed his hand again. Zhang Yifeng said, "Are you the immortal spirit who forgets oneself?"

"That's right, I'll just punch you. My name is the main creator. If you can't change it, you should remember it in your heart."

Zhang Yifeng nodded when he heard this. The selfless punch in front of him was far from what he imagined.

As a powerful and uncast boxing technique, why is the fairy spirit in it so elegant and easy-going?

"Since you have entered the state of selflessness, I think your talent is far beyond others. In this state of selflessness, I can teach you how to punch."

As he said with a punch, Zhang Yifeng closed his eyes slightly.

Now I have just entered the door of "I Forgetful Punch", and I haven't even touched the edge of the first level.

But this boxing technique is not as fancy as it is. The martial art is called one punch, so it is really only one punch.

"The first level of magical power is called walking fist. The body follows the fist, and the moves are unstable, it is difficult to distinguish cause and effect, difficult to distinguish traces, and even more difficult to distinguish the power.

First, let the young student see how much you have realized."

After the words came, Zhang Yifeng stood up and wanted to walk out of the wooden house, but saw that the selfless punched and pressed Zhang Yifeng: "Let's wait, just punch here."

"how?"

"Walking with fists and fists, and following the fists, if you walk out of this room by yourself, wouldn't the fists go with you?"

As he said forgot to say, the chuckling on his face became even more intense. Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng felt strange, but he did not refute.

Since this selfless punch is a fairy spirit, his understanding of this punch is naturally much greater than that of himself.

Zhang Yifeng punched out, and the roar continued. Even in this selfless realm, it caused a lot of sensation. Outside the wooden house, the earth and rocks flew and cracked, and the earth seemed to be stirred up by someone, cracking for a hundred miles.

There was no change in the wooden house.

Everything seemed calm and light, as if Zhang Yifeng had just made an ordinary punch.

Zhang Yifeng was a little embarrassed and withdrew his fist: "Why is this?"

"Your Excellency has an extraordinary understanding, but you don't know that this kind of boxing is exquisite. Even if you want to understand such supernatural powers, you must follow the boxing."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body was shocked with his punch, and mysterious pressure emerged. His right fist was attached with a layer of jade glory, which was very magical. The next moment, it seemed as if the right fist had occupied the dominance of his body, and he dragged his punch toward the door.

When the selfless punch disappeared from Zhang Yifeng's sight, Zhang Yifeng saw through the open door that thousands of fist shadows were permeated between the world. The selfless punch disappeared and was hidden in the ocean of fist shadows.

A round of barriers rose from the surroundings of the wooden house. If Zhang Yifeng could not realize the exquisiteness, it would be difficult to leave the wooden house and leave the state of selflessness.
Chapter completed!