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

"How come the people from Nathan Island...are here?" Liang Fuguo's voice was filled with doubts and uneasiness.

"Hmph, there are so many reasons for things in this world." Vesta sneered and said no more.

Wang Ye and Zhang Lingyu stood aside, their faces full of doubts. They knew very little about Nason Island, let alone how these people were related to them. But their intuition told them that this was by no means simple.

"Senior Liang, who is this Nason Island?" Wang Ye couldn't help but ask.

Liang Fuguo took a deep breath and said slowly: "Nason Island is a corner forgotten by the world. Most of the residents on the island are criminals and exiles. They have no legal restrictions here, only endless fighting and killing. But what’s strange is that these people from Nathan Island actually appear here..."

Before Liang Fuguo finished speaking, he was interrupted by a rush of footsteps. Everyone looked up and saw a group of people dressed in black rushing towards them.

"It seems that tonight is destined to be a sleepless night." Zhang Hao sneered and moved forward to greet him.

"Hmph, the remnants of Nathan Island, how dare you show up?" Zhang Hao's voice was as cold as ice, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.

Vista and Hongda looked at each other, with a hint of cunning flashing in their eyes. They knew that the Zhang Hao in front of them was by no means an ordinary person. However, their arrival this time was not unprepared.

"Zhang Hao, don't be arrogant! We came here as a gift..." Before Hongda could finish his words, he was interrupted by Vesta.

"Hongda, don't say anything!" Vesta's figure swayed, as if he had no bones, and he immediately approached Zhang Hao. However, in Zhang Hao's eyes, his movements were as slow as a snail crawling.

Zhang Hao sneered, raised his right hand slightly, and an invisible force burst out instantly, blasting into the depths of Vesta and Hongda's souls. The two of them felt a huge force coming, as if it was about to tear their souls apart. They had no time to react before they were suppressed and unable to move.

"Tell me, who ordered you to come here this time?" Zhang Hao's voice was full of majesty, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

Vesta and Hongda looked at each other, with a trace of fear in their eyes. They knew that Zhang Hao in front of them was not someone they could easily deal with. However, they were also stubborn and refused to reveal any information.

Zhang Hao saw this and said no more. He waved his hand gently, and a surge of divine power instantly poured into the minds of the two of them. The two of them felt a sharp pain in their minds, as if countless memory fragments were flying in their minds.

After a while, Zhang Hao took back the power of Shinto. He looked at the miserable expressions of the two of them and said calmly: "Since you don't know who your employer is, I'll leave you alone."

Wang Ye stood aside and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed as he watched Zhang Hao easily deal with the two of them. He was originally planning to use Fenghou Qimen to deal with these two people, but Zhang Hao unexpectedly beat him to it.

Upon seeing this, Liang Fuguo quickly stepped forward and tied up the two men. He glanced at Zhang Hao, a look of awe flashed in his eyes.

Afterwards, Zhang Hao, Zhang Lingyu and others returned to Longhu Mountain. They passed through the Qianshan tourist area and came to Tianshi Mansion. Along the way, they felt the passage of time, as if they were in another world.

Ye Xing was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Hao, Zhang Lingyu and others coming back. He enthusiastically took the two of them to see Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong.

"Zhenren Zhang, Uncle Tian, ​​Zhang Hao and Lingyu are back!" Ye Xing's voice was full of joy.

Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong were playing chess in the tea pavilion. When they heard Xingye's words, they couldn't help but look up. I saw Zhang Hao and Zhang Lingyu walking slowly, with bright smiles on their faces.

When Tian Jinzhong saw this, he couldn't hide his excitement. He stood up and prepared to greet the two of them in person. Zhang Zhiwei smiled faintly and continued to play chess with his head down. He knew that Zhang Hao and Zhang Lingyu must have important matters to discuss with him when they return this time.

Zhang Zhiwei sits quietly like a pine tree, playing with a purple clay pot in his hand. The fragrance of tea seems to be telling the tranquility of the years. Suddenly, a burst of footsteps broke the tranquility. Zhang Hao and Zhang Lingyu came side by side, kneeling outside the tea pavilion and respectfully greeting them: "Master, Uncle Tian, ​​the disciples are back."

Zhang Zhiwei raised his eyes slightly, his gaze was like a torch, but he just said a faint "hmm", as if he was not too disturbed by the return of the two disciples. Tian Jinzhong was not the case. A trace of relief flashed in his eyes. Looking at Zhang Hao, the hanging stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. As for Zhang Lingyu, he lowered his head and clasped his hands, not daring to look directly at Master and Zhang Zhiwei, his heart full of guilt and uneasiness.

"Master, this disciple is guilty!" Zhang Lingyu suddenly kowtowed, his voice trembling, breaking the silence. Zhang Hao was startled and turned to look at him, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.

"Oh? What's your crime?" Zhang Zhiwei put down the purple clay pot, his eyes like a knife piercing Zhang Lingyu's heart. Zhang Lingyu's body trembled, and his voice became even more trembling: "Disciple... Disciple has violated the master's orders and insulted the master..."

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, as if he was trying to remember, but finally shook his head: "When did I give such an order? How did you humiliate the master?"

Seeing this, Tian Jinzhong hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Brother, Lingyu is young and energetic, and may be a little impulsive, but his nature is not bad. This time he has gone down the mountain to experience some growth."

Zhang Hao also quickly echoed: "Master, Lingyu is not a traitor. He came down from the mountain this time to help me fight against the Wang family and protect the reputation of our Longhu Mountain."

Hearing this, a trace of appreciation flashed in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes: "Zhang Hao, you have done a good job. You have the courage to face your own nature and desires. This is the real way of practice." He turned to Zhang Lingyu and spoke sternly: "But Lingyu, you My previous awkward behavior and my inability to look straight at my true heart were what made me the most irritated.”

Zhang Lingyu was shocked when she heard this. She looked up at Zhang Zhiwei, her eyes full of shock and confusion. Zhang Zhiwei continued: "The road to spiritual practice is inherently a road full of thorns. If you dare not face your own nature and desires, how can you go further on this road?"

Zhang Lingyu was silent for a moment, and finally raised his head, with a firm light shining in his eyes: "Master, I understand. This time I went down the mountain to experience, I have indeed grown. I am willing to follow my senior sister and continue to serve Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded with a smile on his face: "Okay, now that you understand, get up."

Zhang Lingyu stood up, feeling excited and nervous. He looked at Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration. He knew that he could not regain his master's approval without his master's teachings and his senior sister's help.

The three masters and disciples looked at each other and smiled. At this moment, the friendship between them became even deeper. And Zhang Lingyu, under the guidance of Master, gradually grew into a true practitioner who dared to face himself and took responsibility.

The top of Longhu Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland. Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, was sitting upright on the stone bench, his gaze was profound, as if he could penetrate all the illusions in the world. "Lingyu, it's not easy for you to come back and admit your mistake." Zhang Zhiwei's voice was low and magnetic, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, gurgling. He looked at Zhang Lingyu with his head lowered in front of him, a trace of tolerance flashed in his eyes.

When Zhang Lingyu heard this, her body trembled slightly, as if she was wrapped in a warm current. He raised his head, with a firm light shining in his eyes, "Master, this disciple knows his mistake and is willing to be punished."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly, with a flash of approval in his eyes, "Of course there will be punishment, but being a teacher does not really mean to expel you from the school. You have a strong personality and it is difficult to change overnight, and being a teacher does not force you."

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and a young man walked slowly. He was wearing a green shirt and had an elegant temperament. He was the king. He came to Zhang Zhiwei, bowed and saluted, "Greetings to Master Tian, ​​homage to Master Tian."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly, his eyes swept over Wang Ye, and then fell on his healthy hands and feet. He was slightly startled, but his face remained calm, "Wang Ye, when did you come back? These hands and feet..."

The king also smiled slightly and said, "Master Huitian, my disciple will return the day before yesterday. These hands and feet need the help of an expert to be reborn."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, but he was full of curiosity about this expert. He turned his eyes to the side and saw a graceful girl, it was Chen Duo. He asked knowingly, "Who is this Taoist priest?"

Chen Duo took a step forward, bowed and saluted, "Young lady Chen Duo, I have met the Celestial Master."

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, "Oh? Are you the Gu-body holy boy?" He looked Chen Duo up and down, as if he wanted to see through his soul.

Chen Duo nodded slightly and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Exactly."

Zhang Zhiwei let out a long sigh, "It's really amazing that you can remove the poison from the poisonous holy boy. Even as a teacher, I feel inferior to you."

Tian Jinzhong laughed from the side and said: "Senior Brother Zhang is being too modest. In my opinion, Chen Duo (little Zhang Hao) has surpassed you in his achievements." He looked at Chen Duo with eyes full of doting, as if he was looking at himself A granddaughter.

Zhang Zhiwei was a little embarrassed by Tian Jinzhong's words. He coughed dryly and changed the subject: "Oh, by the way, I have a nephew here named Zhang Mingdao. He has been plagued by poison for a long time. I wonder if Master Chen can help?"

When Chen Duo heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, Heavenly Master, I'll leave this matter to the little girl."

Zhang Lingyu reminded in a low voice from the side: "Master, Zhang Mingdao's Thousand Sun Red Poison has been removed by Daozhang Chen."

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, "Oh? Really? That would be too much to worry about for the teacher."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him. His fingers were dancing lightly, and his Gu skills were as silky as threads. He was so clever that he, a well-informed veteran, also turned his attention to him.

"You are truly a formidable young man. With your skills in the art of poison, you can be called the 'Holy Boy with Gu Body'." Zhang Zhiwei coughed dryly, with a bit of embarrassment in his voice, as if he was shocked by the skills of this little Taoist priest, and at the same time seemed to feel sorry for himself. Ashamed of underestimating the enemy.

Tang Feifei nodded slightly and saluted Zhang Zhiwei, but she did not regard herself as a junior. She just said lightly: "Senior is so ridiculous. Feifei is just lucky enough to have this opportunity. How can she dare to compare with seniors."

Tian Jinzhong was observing from the side, with a strange color flashing in his eyes. He saw that Tang Feifei was not a mortal body, but some kind of special doll. He couldn't help but ask: "Master Feifei, is your puppet technique the work of a weapon refiner?"

Tang Feifei smiled slightly and was noncommittal. At this time, Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Hao looked at each other, with some understanding in their eyes. Zhang Zhiwei said slowly: "This doll was made by Ma Xianhong, the descendant of the divine machine, and Zhang Hao made some improvements on it."

As soon as these words came out, Tian Jinzhong was shocked. One of the Eight Miracle Skills, the Divine Machine Hundred Refining Skills, is the supreme secret method in the alien world, capable of refining all kinds of miraculous things. He didn't expect that Tang Feifei had such a deep connection with Shenji Bailian.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Hao with doubts in his eyes: "Zhang Hao, when did you master this magical machine again?"

Zhang Hao scratched his head and said with a smile: "Master, I got this magical machine by chance. It's also luck."

Wang Ye and Zhang Lingyu were by the side, and they were no longer surprised by this. They knew that Zhang Hao was extremely talented and could easily acquire eight magical skills that were difficult for others to acquire.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed, shook his head and said: "I originally thought you came down to go against the company and vent your anger on me. I didn't expect you did it for this magical machine." He paused, then smiled and said: "You girl , What a slippery man.”

Zhang Hao wasn't angry when he heard this, he just smiled lightly. He looked at Tang Feifei, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He knew that this doll was not simply a work of refining a weapon, but that he had refined it for a special purpose.

"Master Feifei, do you know the consequences of this outrageous move?" Zhang Zhiwei suddenly asked.

Tang Feifei nodded with a firm expression: "I know. But this is what I have to do."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed. He knew that this heaven-defying move was extremely difficult and violated the laws of reincarnation. But he also understands that some things must be done by someone.

"You succeeded." Zhang Zhiwei looked at Tang Feifei, his eyes full of admiration.

Tang Feifei smiled slightly, with a trace of pride flashing in her eyes. He successfully resurrected the dead soul in the form of a doll. This was not only the pinnacle of his skills, but also his efforts to fulfill a promise.

Zhang Hao stood aside and looked at this scene with emotions in his heart. He knew that Tang Feifei's achievements would cause an uproar in the alien world. And he will embark on a new journey because of his encounter with this extraordinary girl.

Tian Jinzhong, the wise man in the world, looked at Zhang Hao's leaving back with worries in his eyes. He knew very well that Zhang Hao's ability had reached the level of changing his destiny against the will of heaven, but the way of heaven was impermanent, and if he acted against nature in such a way, there would inevitably be a risk of backlash. He sighed softly, but he didn't dare to slack off at all.

"Brother, do you think Zhang Hao..." Tian Jinzhong hesitated, knowing that the relationship between Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Hao was extraordinary. (End of chapter)