Zhang Changkong decided to confess to the people at the Shiyuan River Defense Line tomorrow that he, Zhang Changkong, had reached his limit and could not hold on anymore. You warriors have to rotate, and I, Zhang Changkong, only have one. The bone refining is just for decoration. I, Zhang Changkong, also need to rest. .
Zhang Changkong has made up his mind to show off his cards early tomorrow morning. He has not practiced properly in the past month. Thinking about it now makes him sad. His journey as a mage cannot allow him to slack off.
The next day, Zhang Changkong had just finished practicing and was just about to go out.
"Tuk-tuk!"
The courtyard gate rang.
When Zhang Changkong heard this, he thought that he was being briefed to prepare for battle again. It just so happened that he was also about to have a showdown with the captain of the Iron-Blooded Team.
"come in".
When Zhang Changkong saw the person, he found that he was not the follower who had delivered the message before, but the commander of the city guard. He had no memory of his name, except that he seemed to be called Lin.
"Master Immortal, what a happy event. The Immortal Master of Xiangshan Sect has arrived. I have just received the notice and will come over to inform you immediately." The commander of the city guard looked happy and smiled.
To be honest, this kind of smile is rare in the Ishihara River defense line. The defense line has been broken down all the time. Now there are only thirty-nine defense lines left. No one can smile.
But Zhang Changkong was more concerned about the content of his words.
At this time, Xiangshan Sect's new immortal master was in place, which meant that he no longer needed to defend the Shiyuan River defense line. Zhang Changkong didn't know what to say for a moment. He was ready for a showdown, but at this moment, something unexpectedly happened. Changes will occur, will they be so dramatic?
The commander of the city guard army was stunned when he saw Zhang Changkong's face changed, but he did not show a happy smile. Could it be that Master Zhang missed the battle at the Shiyuan River defense line?
Thinking of this, the city guard commander Lin Tianzhong stood in awe. During this period, Master Zhang Xian was fighting with all his strength on the Shiyuan River defense line. It can be said that if there was no Master Zhang, the Shiyuan River defense line would only rely on a sneaky Bone Refining Master. The situation may be worse, and even the worst outcome is possible.
"I and all the soldiers here will never forget Master Zhang Xian for your contribution to the Ishihara River defense line. Master Zhang Xian, you are a great person," Lin Tianzhong said seriously.
Um?
What are you talking about? Why do I sound a little confused? Where is this?
"Okay, no need to say more. Let me tell you how many immortal masters the Xiangshan Sect has come and whether there is any other support."
Zhang Changkong was not used to such serious scenes, so he interrupted Lin Tianzhong's possible impassioned remarks.
When Lin Tianzhong heard this, he replied: "The Xiangshan Sect has sent three immortal masters. In addition, there is also an army of thousands of high-level warriors."
"Did you say when they would come to Ishihara River?"
"The army should set off for the Shiyuanhe station tomorrow, and Master Immortal should arrive today."
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After Zhang Changkong understood the situation, he did not stay with Lin Tianzhong to chat about other things.
"I don't know what the cultivation level of these three people is. Well, why are there three people? Does Xiangshan Sect think that old man Tianhuo is dead, and the three of us, oh, it should be that the two of them will soon be unable to hold on and die one after another? I should It is redundant and is not included in the scope of combat power."
"It's a pity that Lian Gu is not dead yet."
"No matter what, I can feel more relaxed now that there are more immortal cultivators. I just don't know what the character of the new immortal cultivators is like. Are they as disgusting as old man Tianhuo, or are they more arrogant and domineering?"
There was a sneer on Zhang Changkong's lips. After fighting for a long time at the Shiyuan River defense line, he had developed an unyielding character.
As long as he is a warlock, he will dare to fight. If he can fight, he will kill. If he can't fight, he will run. If he can't run, he will die. Moreover, when he kills people, he will never hesitate because of the rules of Xiangshan Sect.
Zhang Changkong was definitely not overthinking this idea. The Xiangshan Sect was called the Demonic Sect for no reason. It was because there were not many rules and they were not very strict. Many of the immortal cultivators among them were lawless people who went their own way.
Fortunately, in the territory of Xiangshan Sect, many immortal cultivators in the sect like to go to other sects' areas of influence to fight against the autumn wind. Burning, killing and looting are not a problem. Regarding these bandits, Zhang Changkong does not expect them to be kind. He still remembers Lian Gu. He looked covetous at his method of controlling bugs. Controlling bugs could increase his strength. He didn't believe that the immortal master from the Xiangshan Sect would not be tempted.
Just when Zhang Changkong was ready to deal with it.
Time passed and it was afternoon.
The central hall of Shiyuanhe Station.
"It seems that this is Junior Brother Zhang Changkong. After I came to Heavy Rain City, I heard that Junior Brother showed off his skills during the insect wave, but it was unexpected. Junior Brother has only practiced for more than two years and has done something like this. From now on, It will definitely accomplish a lot.”
A middle-aged woman with a soft face said to Zhang Changkong, but she ignored the Lian Gu beside him, and the difference in treatment was obvious.
Zhang Changkong's expression remained unchanged, "I wonder what I call this senior sister?"
The middle-aged woman hadn't spoken yet, but the young man on his left said proudly: "Senior sister is Senior Sister Cheng Lianyue, one of the three famous late-stage sorcerers in Wanzhu Peak. Senior Sister Cheng is not the kind of person who only has a short lifespan. A late-stage warlock, but one of the true cultivators who is expected to reach the level of a mage..."
The young man was full of praise.
Zhang Changkong just thought he was farting.
They were all famous. Zhang Changkong only had some impression of the names of a few mage-level immortal cultivators he had heard in Wanzhu Peak, such as Master Shenmu, the master of Wanzhu Peak. As for someone like Cheng Lianyue, Zhang Changkong had never heard of it. , which is quite famous.
As for the hope of the mage realm, that is even more nonsense. Which warlock is not known as the hope mage realm in the later period? The youngest mage of the Xiangshan Sect was promoted more than ten years ago. If she really has such a good talent, no matter how much Zhang Changkong stays in the Xiangshan Sect, You will also hear rumors about her.
It can be seen that this Cheng Lianyue is just an ordinary late-stage warlock. Maybe he is about the same age as the old man Tianhuo, but he just pays attention to protecting his appearance.
"Now that Senior Sister Cheng is here, I definitely don't need to care about the Shiyuan River defense line. I don't know if I should go back to the Xilihe garrison to guard it, or if Senior Sister has other plans," Zhang Changkong said calmly.
Cheng Lianyue frowned and said nothing.
But the young woman on his right said angrily: "Junior brother Zhang, why are you talking to senior sister? You are not old, senior sister doesn't care, but as a senior, I have to give you some advice. You may think that you are the same person." He is a warlock, and there is not much difference between the early stage and the late stage. That would be a big mistake. Look," the young woman pointed her finger at the bone refining, "This old man has been practicing all his life and is still an early stage warlock, but don't think he is a waste. Many immortal cultivators in the Xiangshan Sect are like him. They will only be in the early stage of Warlock until they die. To break through to the middle stage of Warlock, not only must their mana reach 30 levels, but their cultivation skills must also break through the Small Success stage and reach the Dacheng Stage. The mana power is not bad. , As long as you don’t slack off after practicing for decades, you will eventually achieve your dream one day. However, breakthroughs in Kung Fu are much more difficult than breakthroughs in spells. How many people die without being able to break through the Kung Fu stage. It is conceivable that warlocks need to break through to perfection in the later stage. How difficult the stage is.”
Zhang Changkong was stunned. This was the first time he heard that breakthrough required such a rigid need. This, this was not a problem at all to him. His "Secret Record of the Heart of Stone" went beyond perfection and reached a glimpse from the very beginning. The true meaning stage.
Liangu stood feeling uncomfortable. The young woman kept saying that he was not a waste, but what she meant was very clear. He was now a model of waste, but he still couldn't get fit. Decades of time had not only brought him magical power. Growth also brings experience, and he understands awe.
The young woman saw Zhang Changkong was a little dazed, so she said softly: "You are still young. Senior Sister Cheng thinks you are a talent. If you encounter difficulties in your cultivation in the future, Senior Sister will be happy to give you guidance."
Zhang Changkong came back to his senses and narrowed his eyes slightly. After saying so much, he was not just trying to recruit him. When he joined the organization, was he going to contribute to the organization or be smashed to pieces for the organization?
When Zhang Changkong looked at Cheng Lianyue, he thought to himself that you are now a man and a woman. I, Zhang Changkong, am leaning over and standing behind you?
It's simply ridiculous. Who is Zhang Changkong? A man who would rather be sent to the frontier than surrender would never be able to succumb to others.
Zhang Changkong glanced at Cheng Lianyue and the others coldly.
"Okay, senior sister Cheng, let me know if you have any arrangements. If not, I will go back to the Xilihe station."
Although Zhang Changkong nominally obeys Cheng Lianyue's command, Zhang Changkong does not lack the courage and strength to refuse.
