In My Senior Year, My Trillion-Dollar Net Worth Depends On Picking Up

"Happy New Year, Master."

Zhang Tong took out a thousand-year-old ginseng plant, a thousand-year-old fleece-flower root plant, and a large bucket of spiritual spring from the storage bag, and presented them as New Year's gifts.

"Oh my God, this is too generous." Wu Na was so envious that her saliva flowed out. If she had these treasures, she would definitely be able to cultivate to the fifth level of Qi training, and her body training would also make great progress.

"Thank you."

Daoist Changmei's face was full of excitement and gratitude, this disciple was well worth it, it was a huge profit.

With these treasures, it is no problem to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Although self-cultivation doesn't help much in prolonging life, but when one's spirit improves, it can also feed back the body and prolong life.

What's more, Polygonum multiflorum, Millennium ginseng can prolong life, and even blacken hair.

Could it be that I really have a fairy fate?

Immediately, his eyes fixed on the storage bag on Zhang Tong's waist, and his eyes lit up with a strange light, "Storage bag?"

"..."

Zhang Tong explained, and introduced the magical treasure Dingfengzhu by the way.

After the two were amazed and amazed for a long time, Zhang Tong asked Changmei again, and found that he didn't have Feizhu, and when the country needed him to come forward, it always sent a plane to pick it up.

He gave him one without hesitation, but he still didn't give it to the wind-fixing bead. Because the number is not too much.

With Feizhu, Daoist Changmei can go where he wants to go at any time. If Zhang Tong needs him, he can also rush there, which is extremely convenient.

Anyway, after Zhang Tong embarked on the road of comprehension, he must have a close relationship with Daoist Changmei. This is an existing old antique of comprehension, and it is 120 years old.

For Zhang Tong, his knowledge and experience are precious wealth.

Daoist Changmei jumped up and down happily like a child.

Soon, Daoist Changmei set up a coffee table on the snow, and the three of them sat and chatted.

They are all cultivators, and they are not afraid of the cold at all.

On the contrary, because of the snow, it highlights their elegance and extraordinaryness.

"Master, I want to ask about the situation of cultivating hallucinations. Do you know any big boss who fished out treasures from hallucinations?"

Zhang Tong asked enthusiastically.

"When we cultivate, our soul and spirit are far stronger than ordinary people, so we have a magical predictive ability, and we can see the most important moment in our future, which is basically the time of death or the moment of your peak in the future."

Daoist Changmei said, "So, hallucinations are not illusions, but the reality of the future, and the treasures that are fished out from the hallucinations are the treasures that exist now. For example, a stone in the hallucination, although it is the future Stone, but it already exists, so it can be fished out. For example, if a fairy fruit also exists now, it can be fished out. However, it requires a strong mental strength and extraordinary talent.

According to the records in the classics, the Taishang Laojun fished out many treasures and materials from the hallucinations, so he has countless treasures. Of course, there are other bigwigs who can do it, but there are not many records handed down. In the Dharma-ending Era, there was a big man named Zhang Sanfeng. He fished out two Dao fruits. After taking them, he instantly cultivated from the first level of Qi training to the ninth level of Qi training. He also cultivated the Dao fruit cores in Wudang Mountain. It really grew into a tree, but unfortunately, with the lack of aura, the Tao tree eventually died. "

"Holy shit, the case has been solved. It turns out that the boss of the boss's cave is Zhang Sanfeng? Maybe it's my ancestor." Zhang Tong was surprised and excited.

He had heard from Uncle Zhang Hong that the lineage of the Zhang family had something to do with Zhang Sanfeng, but because it was too long ago, there was no way to verify it.

After all, the Zhang family's ancestors fled famine to southern Hunan.

Where it came from, no one really knows.

There are only some things that are spread by word of mouth, and the content will be distorted over time.

However, Zhang Tong analyzed it calmly, and it felt like nonsense.

The Zhang family should have nothing to do with Zhang Sanfeng.

Probably some ancestor bragging.

Because Zhang Sanfeng is cultivating, not body training.

Zhang Sanfeng's ascension also entered Baoxing with his soul.

What's more, I haven't heard that Zhang Sanfeng is good at Tongtian boxing, but only good at Taijiquan.

Taijiquan and Tongtian boxing are two different things.

completely different characteristics.

"I saw a magical mirage in the secret realm..."

Zhang Tong described the mirage and the palace in his hallucination in detail, and asked him for his opinion.

"This is really strange. The palace in the illusion of cultivation is exactly the same as the palace in the mirage? Can you still see the fairy riding a phoenix away?"

Daochang's eyes lit up with a strange light, and his face was full of doubts, "Could it be that the future scenes can still be shown in the form of mirages in reality? Perhaps, it's because your talent is so good that not only all the secret realms are right You are open, and you use a mirage to remind you of what?"

"Do you think it is possible that the palace is a fairy palace, the residence of the fairy emperor? I will become the fairy emperor in the future? The fairy riding the phoenix is ​​the guest or my wife, the fairy queen?"

Zhang Tong asked expectantly.

"puff……"

Wu Na couldn't hold back anymore, she burst out laughing.

It never occurred to me that Zhang Tong is also good at daydreaming.

I really dare to think about it.

Courage is really big.

"How dare you think so?"

Daoist Changmei was also dumbfounded, looking at Zhang Tong like a monster.

It was like meeting him for the first time.

Before, I didn't believe in cultivation at all.

Now you not only believe it, but also fantasize that you are the future Immortal Emperor?

It is simply wishful thinking.

"Is not it?"

Zhang Tong scratched his hair in embarrassment.

I can't blame myself for being ambitious. It's really that I have a mysterious passage, which is too incredible. I am definitely a lucky person, and it is not impossible to become an immortal emperor in the future.

"Ninety-nine point nine percent not."

The Taoist priest with long eyebrows said seriously, "Although I admit that it is a fairy palace, and it is still a fairy palace with only a veil exposed, there are countless terrifying existences inside, such as fairy soldiers and generals, fairy dragons and phoenixes, and fairy emperors." Fairy Queen. But, what I am worried about is that Asgard is your future enemy, because all those who cultivate illusions can see their future self, which is not in your illusions, and in all likelihood, you will be wiped out without leaving a corpse Next, the one who killed you was the immortal in that fairy palace. If it was an ordinary fairy, it might be able to resolve it, but if it was an immortal emperor, it would be a big trouble. What kind of trouble did you cause in the future?"

"Fuck, is that so?"

Zhang Tong's hair stood on end with horror.

Cold sweat drenched.

The beautiful imagination full of bosom was turned into nothing.

Because he somehow felt that Daoist Changmei's explanation was very reasonable.

Can't find any flaws.

If you can't see yourself in the hallucination, then what is it if you turn into fly ash?

It seems that the fate of my future self is not very good.

No less than Wu Na who was killed by the three-eyed man and sank to the bottom of the river.

"Don't worry too much, and don't be overwhelmed. My generation of cultivators are all going against the sky, fighting for a chance of survival from all kinds of mortal situations?"

Daoist Changmei said, "Speaking of which, people, no matter whether they have embarked on the road of cultivation or not, their end will always be death. Who can be an exception? The illusion of cultivation, seeing your own ending, turning into a corpse or disappearing into ashes, is not very normal. Is it? But now that the result is known, there is a possibility of change! Otherwise, is there any point in the appearance of hallucinations?"

"How can I change it? Can I beat the Immortal Emperor?"

Zhang Tong was still worried.

I am a little monk on the second level of Qi training, and I am destined to confront the Immortal Emperor?

Nima!