Practice to a certain level.

Enter the world, emerge from the world.

no difference.

time, space.

Meaningless.

Zhang Hengqian has been cultivating for more than ten years, and now he has returned to the realm of earthly immortals, and his flying immortal body has just begun to take shape.

Coupled with the magical power of space, in terms of speed alone, he should be number one in the world today. Even the ancestors of the immortals in the Taoist sect are not as good as him.

Can be used as a getaway.

"My eldest brother is actually not young anymore, and the rebellious stage should be over."

"I hope he can listen to my advice and cut it off as soon as possible. Give up martial arts and Confucianism. If you are weak, just take one scoop."

"Otherwise, with his qualifications and understanding, cultivating the three meridians at the same time would be a dead end."

In front of the mountain temple.

Zhang Heng put his hands behind his back and showed his figure.

"Owner..."

The next second.

Feeling his aura, Tang Jian appeared in the form of blue light and appeared behind him.

"Middle Earth Immortal Stage!"

Zhang Heng did not look back: "Tianlu is indeed a legendary wonder of heaven and earth. It not only allowed you to break through to the Earth Immortal Realm as you wished, but also has the power to help you one more time, allowing you to break through to the middle stage of Earth Immortality. It is worthy of the name of a treasure."

"It all depends on the reward from the master."

Tang Jian lowered his head: "Otherwise, how could Tang Jian have such good fortune?"

Zhang Heng glanced at him in surprise.

Unexpectedly, after a breakthrough in cultivation, his mind became brighter, and his words sounded more eloquent than before.

"Is there anything going on in the mountains during my absence these days?"

Zhang Heng asked casually.

"Reply to the master." Tang Jian shook his head: "The scenery in the mountains remains the same, it has not changed."

"Never?"

Zhang Heng was a little strange.

Originally, he was thinking that while he was away, the old tiger might come back secretly to take a look.

Unexpectedly, he didn't come.

It is strange to say that since the old tiger is not dead, he has descended into Buddhism.

So in the past ten years, he has not shown his face even once. Could it be that he has been completely converted, lost his true nature, turned into a Buddhist puppet, and does not remember the daughter in the temple.

In this case, he would have saved himself a lot of trouble.

"Zhang Heng, are you back?"

Just thinking about it.

There was a sound of surprise in the distance, and a gray and gray little tiger came running happily.

Gray but not autumn?

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment.

Isn't his little tiger white?

Why is it gray?

Look again.

Oh, it turned out to be dirty.

"Oh My God."

"You rolled in the mud again, why are you so dirty?"

Zhang Heng picked up the little tiger and looked at Tang Jian with evil eyes.

Tang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and when she was about to explain, Little Tiger explained honestly: "It's none of Uncle Tang's business, it's just that I was bored staying on the mountain, so I went down to play, and I met a little sister at the foot of the mountain.

She invited me to eat roasted taro."

"Little sister?"

A picture emerged in Zhang Heng's mind.

in the screen.

There is a picture of an eight or nine-year-old little girl, wearing white washed and patched clothes, squatting next to a fire and roasting taro for a little tiger.

"You."

"Greedy and lazy."

"I'll be waiting for you to become the great white tiger spiritual officer who protects the mountain and protects the law for me."

Zhang Heng held the little tiger in his arms and went back to give her a bath.

As a result, I took two steps.

Suddenly I thought of Junior Sister Bailu. Junior Sister Bailu was raised by Grandmaster Xu Hui since she was a child. Was she also so naughty when she was a child?

Probably not.

Junior Sister Bailu was born as a Taoist boy, and she seems to be well-behaved, not so naughty.

"correct."

Zhang Heng stopped and threw out the corpses of the demon immortals killed in the water palace: "Wash these demon corpses. I will use them as medicine and refine the great elixir later."

"so much!"

Looking at the corpses of more than twenty real fairyland monsters in front of me.

Tang Jian swallowed.

"Mengmeng has the blood of a white tiger."

"With age and the degree of bloodline awakening, the resources required will become larger and larger. Twenty dozen true fairyland demon corpses are just a drop in the bucket."

Zhang Heng has high expectations for Little Tiger's future.

During the bloodline growth stage, naturally it cannot be deprived of blood food.

Otherwise, insufficient energy intake will affect development, and the upper limit will be lowered in the future.

"Master, there is something else I don't know whether I should say."

I saw Zhang Heng holding the little tiger and walking towards the temple.

Tang Jian followed behind and hesitated to speak.

"What's up?"

Zhang Heng kept walking.

"Is such that."

Tang Jian hesitated and said: "Didn't Brother Zhang get a position as the chief catcher in the county? Recently, I don't know who got the instruction, and he went very close to the surrounding martial arts schools and cottages, and even got a Hubaiying

title."

Said.

Tang Jian carefully looked at Zhang Heng's expression: "Of course, the matter is not serious, but I listened to the people below and worried that there was something else going on behind the scenes."

"knew."

Zhang Heng responded.

At this time, he had already carried the little tiger to the Xihua Pool in the back hall.

Plop...

Reach out and throw.

Throw the little tiger directly into the pool.

The little tiger waved its paws and sank into the pool with a grunting sound.

"how?"

Zhang Heng looked back and saw Tang Jian still standing behind him, so he said, "Should I wash it for you too?"

Well...
To be continued...