One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

After the Heavenly Master left, Zhang Hao looked at the two senior brothers Zhao Huanjin and Dong Ying sitting in the lobby with an embarrassed look.

Dong Ying's face was frosty, while Er Zhao Huanjin waved to Zhang Hao with a smile.

Zhang Hao scratched his head with some difficulty, even though he originally planned to pass on the immortal skills to every disciple in Longhu Mountain.

However, now all the skills he has on hand have been handed over to others.

Now there is only one Immortal Holy Art left.

However, this Immortal Holy Technique must be used in conjunction with the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique to achieve maximum effectiveness.

Originally, he planned to use this to replenish the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Skill in Senior Sister Huo Yunan, so that he could practice without relying on swallowing other people's spiritual energy.

Apart from this, there are no other techniques taught to them.

Zhang Hao sat on the chair with a sad look on his face.

Zhao Huanjin seemed to see Zhang Hao's concerns, so he asked him:
"Brother, what's the matter?"

"Is it a little difficult for you to teach so many immortal arts at the same time?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao waved his hands quickly.

"No, no, no, I'm just curious as to why Master is so anxious for me to pass on the magic to you."

"My previous master never asked anything about what I did."

Zhao Huanjin seemed to have thought of something and fell silent for a moment.

Dong Ying on the side snorted coldly and said to Zhang Hao:
"Master, he is in a hurry to pass on the throne."

As soon as Dong Ying said this, Zhao Huanjin immediately looked at her seriously.

"Senior sister, don't talk nonsense. I believe that Master must have his own reasons for doing this."

Dong Ying also fell silent, sitting quietly in his seat and not talking.

After Zhang Hao heard what Zhao Huanjin said, he frowned and rubbed his chin in thought.

He really didn't know what the master wanted to do.

In the end, since Zhang Hao couldn't figure it out, he gave up on guessing the master's thoughts.

He turned to Zhao Huanjin and Dong Ying and asked them:
"Since Master has given me the task, let's get started now without further ado."

"I wonder which of you two senior brothers will come first?"

Zhao Huanjin glanced at Dong Ying. At this time, Dong Ying was still looking forward with a frozen face and said nothing.

So, Zhao Huanjin sighed and said to Dong Ying:
"In this case, let me, junior brother, take the first step."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Huanjin turned around and saluted Zhang Hao again:

"Then I will trouble my brother."

Zhang Hao nodded, then slowly stood up and said to Dong Ying with an apologetic look:
"Senior sister, we will enter the inner scene I created later to practice. Please forgive me, senior sister."

Dong Ying didn't speak, just nodded silently.

Then Zhang Hao waved his hand, and a huge Bagua disk stretched out from under his feet.

When Zhao Huanjin saw this scene, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Is this the Fenghou Qimen, one of the Eight Wonders? Although I saw Taoist Priest Wang Ye use it once before at the Luotian Dajiao, I still can't help but be surprised when I see it now."

"Should I say it is worthy of being called the Eight Wonders? It is indeed extremely exquisite, more magical than all the wonders I have seen at the Shu Zi Sect."

At this moment, even Dong Ying's face showed a slightly surprised look.

However, this look only appeared on his face for a moment and disappeared immediately.

And her whole body immediately returned to her previous frosty look.

Zhang Hao smiled proudly at Zhao Huanjin, and then said to him:
"The more amazing thing is yet to come." "Senior brother, please enter the state of trance and follow me into the interior of Fenghou Qimen."

Zhao Huanjin nodded and closed his eyes.

Then, he felt like everything around him was spinning.

When Zhao Huanjin opened his eyes again, the scenery around him had changed.

The place he looked at was no longer the familiar Longhu Mountain, but instead entered an unknown wasteland.

"Is this the interior of Fenghou Qimen?"

"It's really magical. If you hadn't told me in advance, junior brother, I definitely wouldn't have been able to tell whether this place was an illusion or reality."

Zhang Hao slowly walked to Zhao Huanjin, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"This is not enough, it's just an illusion created by using the magic of Qimen."

"What I'm going to teach you later is even more magical than this."

When Zhao Huanjin heard this, he not only became interested in the skills that Zhang Hao wanted to teach him.

"Oh? I have long heard that every technique you taught me, junior brother, is extremely powerful. I have never seen a real immortal technique after practicing for so many years."

"I originally thought that things like immortals only exist in legends, and our practice of Taoism only plays a role in meditation."

"I didn't expect that after some advice from you, junior brother, there would actually be magic in this world."

Zhang Hao smiled sheepishly, and then showed Zhao Huanjin the Emperor Yan he had obtained.

That's right, after Zhang Hao thought about it, he finally decided to pass Emperor Yan to Zhao Huanjin.

He had previously considered passing on the ancestral talisman or the supreme secret technique to Zhao Huanjin.

However, considering that the process of merging with the alien fire will be extremely painful, my second senior sister Dong Ying is already old and should not be able to bear such pain.

Inheriting the Supreme Secret Technique requires the Supreme Bone to be passed down together, and inheriting the Supreme Bone requires him to peel off the skin and remove the bones.

Zhang Hao didn't want to experience such a terrifying thing.

Therefore, after final weighing, it was decided to teach Emperor Yan to Zhao Huanjin.

Then, Zhang Hao stretched out his hand, and a golden flame danced happily in his palm.

Like a ball of golden elves.

The moment Di Yan appeared, Zhao Huanjin's eyes were attracted.

The eyes that had been squinting were now trying their best to be open, and two golden shadows were reflected in the dark eyes.

"Brother, this is"

Zhao Huanjin asked, pointing to the Emperor Yan statue in Zhang Hao's hand.

Zhang Hao laughed and said to Summoning Gold:
"This thing is called Emperor Yan, and it is a ball of strange fire."

"What is strange fire?"

Zhao Huanjin looked at Zhang Hao in surprise, Yihuo, a name he had never heard of before.

But for some reason, after hearing this name, Zhao Huanjin felt the same feeling in his heart.

It was as if I had heard this name somewhere.

Zhang Hao looked at the Emperor Yan in his hand and explained to Zhao Huanjin:
"Extraordinary fire is the most powerful item in another world, and the strongest among them, Emperor Yan, possesses the power of killing gods."

"Another world? God-killing?"

Zhao Huanjin opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhang Hao in surprise.

He always felt that the realm Zhang Hao mentioned was no longer something he could understand now. (End of chapter)