fifth form

"It's impossible to get through there!"

Turning over to get up as usual, Zhang Xuezhou ignored Turcalando who was about to open his mouth.

He grumbled, and then began to record.

These contents involve the "Yi" he just saw, and the "Tengyun Technique" provided by the Yangli Demon King, as well as Zunshang's Yangpo Transformation Technique, and the follow-up part of the Taiqingzhen Technique explained by Li Guang. It also involves the inheritance of the Yin-Yang Nine Teachings.

If you don't count the bad parts of your body, Zhang Xuezhou almost feels like you have reached the pinnacle of your life.

But obtaining these skills seems to have exhausted all his good luck, and also knocked Zhang Xuezhou down to the bottom.

This is similar to a person who won a huge lottery, but fell into a vegetative state.

The synchronization of good luck and bad luck made it difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to complain.

He melancholy recorded these hard-won skills, and thought about how to save himself in the other world, and how to develop himself in the real world.

"I can't get over there, and I can't get over here if I can't get it!"

Zhang Xuezhou continued to write with a blank face. When recalling the relevant content in his mind, he also had the moment when he suffered the tidal impact of spiritual energy.

With the help of the mana brought by the almost endless aura, Zhang Xuezhou's perception was also raised to the maximum at that time.

This may be some kind of limit in his dream about the theoretical extension of Kunpeng's fighting skills.

Through this limit, he saw a ball of fire in the dark, and also saw the black core under the flame, and even vaguely perceived himself in reality.

For the first time, he saw clearly the bond that connected the two bodies, rather than recalling it through special memories.

If the black core is shattered, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he may gain complete freedom after abandoning his body.

"Perhaps that is the form of the extraterrestrial demon!"

Compared with opponents who were invisible and intangible in the past, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had at least seen his opponent now.

This is undoubtedly a huge progress.

Despite all the obstacles, this is far clearer than the foggy world before.

"That body may not be out of control. I have to adjust this body to try to have the level of the emperor and others, so that I can protect myself!"

With the inheritance of the Yin-Yang Nine Sect in hand, Zhang Xuezhou felt that all he needed to do was to forge the panacea.

In the real world, there is no Supreme Being, and no one will force a transformed Yang Soul into his body.

True Spirit Realm, Consciousness Creation Realm, Body Transformation Realm, Supernatural Power Realm, Solips Realm, Real Self Realm, many great realms are far away and unreachable, but at least most of the roads have been paved for now.

As long as he got the inheritance of Jinchang's Nine People Sect, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had everything in reality.

It would be perfect if he could work with Dong Zhongshu to develop a realm technique that perfectly replaces the Yin Yang family's inheritance.

"Saati, your communication!"

"No time to!"

"Someone is knocking on the door and looking for you!"

"Tell him I'm not here!"

Occasional episodes have changed Zhang Xuezhou's hard work.

Limited by the lack of Chinese characters and holy land characters in the input method, Zhang Xuezhou can only rely on the original way to write and record.

But fortunately, he practiced Jinchang's silk-drawing technique, which made his fingers extremely flexible and his writing speed was very fast.

If there is no interference, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can definitely record all the content he has recited within one to two days.

These contents are complicated and numerous, even though Zhang Xuezhou has the ability similar to hypermemory, he still feels that he is likely to have amnesia.

Correspondingly, it's not easy for anyone to come now, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is in front of him, Zhang Xuezhou feels...

"Why are you here?"

Until there was an extra head beside the desk where he was writing and writing, and the gray hair came into his eyes, Zhang Xuezhou trembled violently in his heart, and then he quickly stood up.

In front of him was Chang Kongluo who should have been imprisoned in Mu Nian Mansion.

As the rotating chairman, Chang Kongluo's real power belongs to the number one figure in the Red Alliance.

Even if Chang Kong Luo was locked in, Chang Kong Yinghao and Chang Kong Yinglian, who took the place, still inherited this right, and held various serial meetings as usual.

Normally speaking, Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian sent Changkongluo in and held the power in their hands, so it was impossible to release Changkongluo again.

Zhang Xuezhou thought for a few seconds, and felt that in the past few days when he was not in the real world, the city of Xijing might have undergone great changes again.

And the return of Changkongluo also means that the top team has changed again.

This made him tremble in his heart, and then he straightened up.

He was ruined by his superior in the other world, Zhang Xuezhou didn't want to be ruined by Chang Kongluo in reality.

"Do you think I should be kept there forever?" Chang Kongluo asked.

"No way, how is this possible?" Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said.

"I heard you don't want to see me?" Chang Kongluo continued to ask.

"You came to us when the sun is shining. My mother likes you the most. I always want to take a photo with you." Zhang Xuezhou patted his chest and said, "My mother and I want to see you most in this life!"

"Your flattery is so blunt that it embarrasses me!"

Chang Kongluo shook his head helplessly, and then lifted up the electronic shackles on his trouser legs.

"You don't have to be afraid of me," Chang Kong said, "I'm just out to let the wind go, and I'll be living in the old man's mansion in a few days!"

"Why, you came out, and you didn't think about taking power and returning to a high position," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"That also requires me to come out of the old mansion normally." Changkong said in a bad mood: "I brought this electric shock device with me when I came out, and before I could do anything to those rebellious sons and daughters, they would have killed me a long time ago." !"

"You are also afraid of this kind of electric shock!"

"I'm not Zhou Xin!"

Changkongluo let out a sigh.

Except for the genes for developing a physical body, no one is immune to the instantaneous high-voltage electricity, and Changkongluo is no exception, after all, that's how he was imprisoned in the first place.

"What are you writing?"

Looking over the contents of Zhang Xuezhou's frantic writing and the extremely brand-new writing traces, Chang Kongluo confirmed that Zhang Xuezhou really didn't have time to talk to him.

But Changkongluo couldn't recognize these weird characters written by Zhang Xuezhou.

He stared at it for a few seconds before asking.

"Chairman, I'm practicing concentration," Zhang Xuezhou said, "Look at me seriously, to see if I'm concentrating when I write!"

"Row!"

Chang Kongluo nodded.

But Changkongluo found himself nodding too carelessly.

Maybe it was because he knew that he was just coming out of the old man's mansion to let the wind go. Any violence and other acts would inevitably be punished with higher punishment, and would even lead to being locked up in the old man's mansion forever and not allowed to go out.

Or maybe Zhang Xuezhou really focused on practicing concentration.

When Zhang Xuezhou resumed writing, Changkongluo waited for half an hour. He felt that this guy simply forgot himself when he was concentrating, even if he opened his mouth, he never responded.

"Is he usually like this?"

Chang Kongluo swept across the vigilant task force convoy outside the villa, and then set his sights on Turcalando.

"I only know that he was like this last time!"

When facing the long sky, Turkalando's divine breath directly fails.

This made her stutter when facing Changkongluo's questions and lacked normal communication skills.