Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

"!"

Zhong Xiao's pupils shrank and widened, and he instantly understood what Zhang Xingqi meant.

"Master." His tone was a little nervous. He glanced quietly before walking far away. The young man who seemed to be greeting the giant white fox confirmed,

"Do you really want to do that?"

"But, we have promised the Yinxian Society to cooperate, but behind the scenes... isn't this not good?"

"And I'm afraid it won't end well in the future."

"If it's time to break it, break it off!" The contemporary Celestial Master's tone was decisive, as if he wanted to destroy both the jade and the stone.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall and is prepared for any danger!"

"Quick! Now!"

"Yes." Zhong Xiao looked solemn, took out the cell phone from his master that had been blasted by incoming calls, and silently sent a message.

Fortunately, the signal was not blocked!

Ding dong.

The reminder bell rang in the trouser pocket of the young man in front.

Zhong Xiao and his master looked at each other, pretending not to hear or see, and lowered their heads to directly click on the icon of a certain sound.

A familiar advertising page came into view, and Zhong Xiao shook his hand out of nervousness, triggering the "shake" operation and automatically jumping to a shopping software.

Damn!

Who the hell invented this operation?

It's just a waste of time!

It was easy to calm down the trembling breath.

About to exit the shopping software.

At this time, the mobile phone is stuck, and the animation of the five cents special effects automatically plays.

"Wow! The lucky guy appears!"

"You have received a gift package of koi cash from the sky!"

“Invite another friend to help and you can withdraw cash!”

"xxx has been withdrawn successfully."

"Are you sure you want to give up this one chance?".

Enter your mother's head-pulling software!

After hurriedly scrambling, and before his forehead started to smoke, Zhong Xiao finally clicked into his certain audio account, and felt reassured after looking at the 20 million fans on the account and the pre-edited unreleased videos.

But the immediately pop-up notification that the account was abnormally offline made the master and apprentice confused.

At the same moment, a friend message popped up.

"look up."

The two masters and apprentices looked up blankly, and saw that the young man had come back at some point, shaking his mobile phone in front of him and saying,

"Don't waste your efforts."

"Your account can no longer be accessed."

"Forget about those reporters, editors, and writers you greeted in advance."

Before taking action, the relevant departments visited certain "professionals" in the public opinion field to let them know what should be said and what should not be said.

As a result, Zhang Xingqi, a contemporary Celestial Master who kept pace with the times, and the public opinion back-up he had painstakingly managed went bankrupt in silence.

"Alas, Master!"

"Master, what's wrong with you, Master!".

This time Zhang Xingqi was not acting, he was really limp and about to collapse to the ground.

At the same time, a pair of powerful arms stretched out and firmly supported the Heavenly Master.

Zhong Xiao was stunned, watching the young man suddenly come over and "take" the master away from him.

"What are you doing?" Chong Xiao blurted out.

Zhang Xingqi also noticed something was wrong. He opened his eyes and said doubtfully,

"Why, I'm so old, so I don't have to be so careful?"

"Old Zhang." The young man smiled and shook his head.

"I have been with you for so many years, and I never imagined that I would be a colleague one day."

Lao Zhang?

Zhang Xingqi couldn't help but look at the younger generation with wide eyes.

I'm at least several rounds older than you. How can you call me Lao Zhang?

"Hehehe" seemed to be able to read the meaning in Zhang Xingqi's eyes, and the young man smiled even more happily.

"You haven't recognized me yet?"

"Old Zhang, how many times have I told you, why should I occupy this position of Heavenly Master and give young people a chance to shine?"

As he listened, Zhang Xingqi, who had originally looked disdainful, gradually changed his eyes and stared at the other party closely.

It's just that the young man didn't continue teasing with the Heavenly Master.

"look."

He helped Zhang Xingqi to the side to rest against a big stone, turned around and said,

"Isn't there someone beside you, hoping that you will move your butt soon?"

"This benefactor." Faced with the aggressive verbal attack, Zhongxiao, who was called by name, straightened his robes and said solemnly,

"As a disciple, there is no reason to expect the master to abdicate."

"The donor is trying to sow discord with our Longhushan sect by trying to get into someone else's belly with a villain's heart."

Although Zhong Xiao looks a bit young, around thirty at most, he has been with the contemporary Celestial Master since he was a child, and he has an extraordinary bearing.

If we take it seriously this time, it looks really good.

It's a pity that he met a man who didn't want to talk to him.

But the young man's smile faded and he touched his waist with one hand.

boom!

The gunshot was so sudden that no one expected it.

He actually drew his gun, pointed it at Zhong Xiao and pulled the trigger!

boom! Bang bang bang!

"What are you doing-" Zhang Xingqi's heartbeat jumped, then jumped again, and stood up with a roar.

However, Chongxiao's reaction was even more unexpected.

He moved almost as soon as the young man drew his pistol.

Several bullets that followed penetrated the afterimage, narrowly missing him, just like a high-energy bullet dodging scene in a movie.

It's just that young people's marksmanship is not that easy to deal with.

Bang, bang! boom!

After a few rounds of bursts to block the road, and getting familiar with the opponent's dodge movements, everything became a foregone conclusion.

boom!

Zhong Xiao kicked his legs and made a flash, trying to bully him, but he just ran into the opponent's unpredictable shot.

when.

There was a loud sound, and Zhong Xiao paused on the spot as if he was hit by a heavy hammer.

Zhang Xingqi was stunned, then stretched out his hand and said sternly,

"Chongxiao!"

"You see clearly!" There was no smile in the young man's voice, just like his eyes that had become sharp and unbearable.

"What he is like!"

For a moment, there was the indifferent gunman, the shot man who was frozen in place like a statue, and the old man who was holding his shoulders and almost wanted to break free.

The only dynamic scene in this painting is Zhang Xingqi's eyes that gradually change dramatically.

From despair to surprise, then to confusion, and finally to shock.

"Hehehe" the low laughter gradually increased in intensity accompanied by Zhongxiao's trembling shoulders,

"Hahahahahaha!"

The trembling was not from pain, but from excitement.

The neat bun on the back of Zhong Xiao's head gradually became unkempt, and then the entire wig fell off.

puff.

The wig was hit at his feet like a mop, and Zhong Xiao kicked it away casually. When he raised his head, his sparse gray hair, which was as messy as dry seaweed, was completely revealed.

The hair is dry and frizzy, and the top of the head is covered with bald spots, which is more eye-catching than the Mediterranean Sea. Having such a messy "hair" in front of him directly destroyed Zhong Xiao's original aloofness, leaving him with a bit of ferocity.

"This hair never grows well." Zhong Xiao sneered, dug hard into the chest where he was shot, and pulled out a bullet that was squeezed and deformed.

"Oh, you are so proud of me." Completely ignoring the black hole that never left his muzzle, he threw the bullet with great interest.

"This caliber is enough to shoot an elephant, right?"

"Modified?"

At this point, Zhongxiao suddenly raised his head, his hair trembling, and stared at the young man like a devil,

"Can you even fire this kind of gun?"

Only then did he notice that the "pistol" in the young man's hand seemed to have undergone hundreds of modifications.

The barrel of the gun is as thick as an anti-materiel rifle, and the iron-forged jaw is probably not enough.

It's hard to imagine how the opponent could withstand such recoil with his bare hands.

"Raise your hands, kneel down, and turn your back to me." To this, the young man replied.

"Haha." Zhongxiao became even happier, walking slowly toward the other party facing the muzzle of the gun,

"I'll give you my true words."

"I'm only going to say it once."

"Chongxiao!" This exclamation came from the Heavenly Master,

"what is going on!"

"Are you wearing a body armor?"

Zhong Xiao paused and looked at Zhang Xingqi with a complicated expression. Just as he was about to speak, the young man answered,

"Chongxiao?"

"Old Zhang, your disciple's Taoist title is quite impressive."

"I just don't know if they are satisfied with Xuanhu Palace?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xingqi's body trembled, while Zhong Xiao stared at the young man.

"Why, aren't you pretending?" the young man said and suddenly fired two more shots.

Boom!

The afterimage flashed, and Zhong Xiao's clenched fist on his chest loosened, and the two iron lumps fell down.

Obviously, he stopped pretending.

"So fast," the young man said thoughtfully, staring at Zhong Xiao's movements.

"It seems like you're pretty good among reformers, right?"

"Both each other." Zhongxiao grinned, his smile was superficial but not his smile.

"Your Hidden Immortal Society has been very prosperous recently."

"Pull nails everywhere, and it's finally my turn?"

The two of them seemed to be meeting old friends again, chatting as if no one else was around, but Zhang Xingqi's expression changed constantly.

Transformation of people?

Transformation of people!

Only then did he understand why his disciple was the first to extract Yuan Qi from the five-peck rice basket, why he was able to survive the cliff collapse unscathed, and why he was so "stupid" in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet.

Only those with pure Celestial Master bloodline can borrow the relics of their ancestors.

No matter how much people pretend to be like themselves, they will eventually show their timidity in front of the Patriarch.

A touch of subtle green slowly appeared in Zhang Xingqi's heart, with a faint tendency to reach the sky.

boom!

Bang bang bang bang!

When the gunfire started again, Zhang Xingqi's hands and feet fell to the side limply, while Zhong Xiao's eyes sharpened, his figure flashed, he leaped forward and pounced forward.

Unexpectedly, the young man was also frighteningly fast. He jumped back to distance himself, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was terrifyingly steady, and the crosshairs never left the enemy.

Seeing this, a blood-colored shadow flashed across Zhongxiao's body like a swimming fish. He crawled forward, his hands actually sinking into the ground, and then he let out an angry roar.

"rise!"

Dense bloody steam rose up and turned into blood mist, and a large piece of the ground in front of Zhong Xiao was suddenly lifted up, and it was smashed to the opposite side like a coffin board!

Boom! Boom! Boom! ! !

The rock fragments overlapped and fell, causing debris to shoot out. It was unknown whether the work was completed or not, and the front was completely covered by the raised dust.

And in the stifling dust, a conspicuous red light suddenly lit up, and then Zhongxiao, who had eight arms on his back, covered in blood, and a face as ferocious as a devil, came out of it!

bass!

There was another flash of blood, and the blade of a several-meter-long knife condensed from his hand, slashing forward with the force of a charge!

The blood blade pointed at it was indestructible, and even the dust and gray mist were torn apart.

however.

when!

There was a loud noise, and the demonic heavy sky seemed to hit a thick wall, and the arms in front of him were bent exaggeratedly.

Where did the wall come from?

sizzle sizzle.

The blood light began to circulate, the meat weapons were arranged and reorganized, and the bent limbs turned into folding weights.

Zhongxiao, who was in severe pain, grinned and incited a burst of blood to break away the dust haze that obscured his vision.

But when the dust cleared, what I saw in front of me was not the wall as expected, but bulges, bumps and muscles?

Zhong Xiao took half a step back, and then he saw clearly what kind of wall it was. It was clearly the lower body of a person!

After the transformation, Zhongxiao was already more than two meters tall, but he could only reach the opponent's waist.

So he stepped back with a dry mouth, stiffly raised his head, and looked at the young man's face.

Damn it!

What the hell is this!

Opposite him, a young man whose body swelled to nearly five meters tall grinned, revealing two rows of big white teeth.

Die die die die die die die die die!

It's like opening your skull and pouring a bucket of ice water on it.

Zhong Xiao's heart was completely filled with fear, and he couldn't muster any resistance at all. He shrunk with blood all over his body and turned around to run away.

However, a hand big enough to capture a liger stretched out leisurely and easily held him in it, unable to move.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhongxiao burst out with a lifetime of potential, bulging with bloody energy and struggling desperately, and surprisingly managed to break free of a trace of restraint.

However, when the owner of this big hand saw this, he raised his hand and smacked it like a fly.

boom! ! !

Eight of Chongxiao's ten arms were broken.

After seeing that he could still move, the muscular giant grabbed him again, smashed it down, pressed it to the ground and rubbed it all the way like a stain, plowing out a deep ravine.

Long hoo hoo hoo hoo ——

Along the way, Zhongxiao, which had long been broken and incomplete, became less and less, and he could only barely hum,

"Help."

"Save me. Heavenly Master, save me!"

"Heavenly Master, save me!"

!

His voice was very small, just a murmur before his death, but Chen Ze, who was in control of the overall situation in the sky, heard every word clearly.

This child is destined to my underworld!

Chen Ze immediately waved his hand, took him to the sky from thousands of miles away, peeled off his skin and cramped his muscles, boiled his bones and ground his marrow, removing all the troubles and stinky skin from his body, leaving only his soul to be filled into the underworld.

In the underworld, the Gu King and other underworld soldiers, who were worried about not being able to collect "One Thousand and One Tortures", were overjoyed. They quickly accepted the newcomer, patting their chests and ensuring that he would feel at home.

In the real world, Longhu Mountain.

The fleeting appearance of his opponent left the muscular giant stunned in place, but he immediately reacted, glanced cautiously at the sky, and took the trouble to bow his head again.

Even though his body expanded into the shape of a giant, he still knew who gave him all this.

A few moments.

The young man who had returned to his normal appearance was only wearing a pair of retractable trousers. He found Zhang Xingqi, who was in love, and smashed the rice basket weighing five buckets on the ground.

"Here, the property returns to its original owner. Lao Zhang, don't say I treated you badly."

Zhang Xingqi didn't even raise his head or answer a word.

The young man frowned, squatted down and held the old Heavenly Master's shoulders, shaking him slightly and saying,

"Wake up! Lao Zhang!"

"It's better to wake up early than to wake up late. The worst thing is that it will happen again later."

A glimmer of light appeared in Zhang Xingqi's dim old eyes, and then it went out again.

"I'm almost eighty."

"." The young man was speechless, smiled and raised the other person's head, looking directly at him,

"Do you recognize who I am?" (End of Chapter)