Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 411 [Half step, stepless, powerful and powerful]

Somewhere in the western land, two monks looked stunned, obviously very surprised.

"Unexpectedly, a junior came to the front."

In the Tushita Palace of the God Realm, Taishang Laojun shook his head slightly, with a bit of bitterness vaguely remaining in the corner of his mouth.

They say that the Supreme Being is ruthless, but in fact it is not that he is ruthless, it is just that in order to become enlightened, he buries all his emotions at the deepest level.

The endless sea water is calm and there are no ripples on the water surface, which is as transparent as a mirror reflecting the sky.

This is the eye of the sea in Hainan, and everywhere is filled with endless pure water aura. In the center, there is a middle-aged man in gray robes sitting cross-legged.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Haha, such an amazing person has appeared in our Xuanmen. If Zhang Yan had been born in the Million Yuan Society earlier, I am afraid that there would be no saint in the entire prehistoric era. It’s over.”

This person is the Tongtian Cult Leader who was suppressed in the South China Sea. Although he was suppressed at the eye of the South China Sea, it does not mean that he knows nothing.

The saint's mind enveloped the entire prehistoric world. Zhang Yan broke through to the half-step Hunyuan Levelless Golden Immortal. How could such a vast action be hidden from him.

The turmoil caused by Zhang Yan's revealing of his cultivation this time was what he expected.

However, Zhang Yan didn't care much. Now that Hongjun had lifted the saint's order not to interfere with Honghuang, he didn't need to hide anything. Instead, he showed his strength and was even more able to suppress Xiaoxiao.

Zhang Yan murmured softly: "The peak of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal has finally arrived."

Luck also plays a great role in saints. Although it cannot directly improve the cultivation level, with the existence of luck, the path of cultivation will be smoother.

Especially for Zhang Yan now, his disciples control the fate of the two worlds and converge on him. It can be expected how terrifying it will be.

"As for the next step, it is no longer something that can be achieved overnight. It is time to take it slow."

As early as hundreds of thousands of years ago, Zhang Yan never stopped for a moment in his practice. All this was because of the pressure he felt from the law of fate.

However, until Zhang Yan broke through to the peak of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, the pressure had become very small. Zhang Yan expected that with his strength at this time, even if a catastrophe came, there would be no danger, at least not Life is at risk.

After tens of thousands of years, Zhang Yan appeared again in Baihua Pavilion.

What Zhang Yan likes most is sitting here.

Zhang Yan's movement was so loud that it naturally alerted Chang Xi and Ye Xiao. When Zhang Yan appeared in Baihua Pavilion, the two of them followed one after another.

"Zhang Yan, have you achieved a breakthrough in your cultivation?"

Ye Xiao didn't know much about Zhang Yan's cultivation, and Zhang Yan never said much to them in this regard.

"Ok!"

Zhang Yan smiled slightly and hugged the two of them deeply.

Speaking of which, Zhang Yan began to retreat after Ye Xiao came to Zizhou Mansion. The two of them had met very rarely for hundreds of thousands of years. Suddenly, he felt that it seemed a little cruel to Ye Xiao.

"Sorry, I was in retreat previously."

Ye Xiao shook his head, his eyes full of love, "Don't say sorry, in this world, cultivation is the foundation."

"Hehe, but now that you are free, you can spend some time with us."

Zhang Yan was stunned when he heard this, and then felt even more guilty, but it was only for a moment. He would make up for the previous neglect. "Well, I will accompany you well from now on."

Zhang Yan rubbed Ye Xiao's head, and then took Chang Xi and Ye Xiao to sit in the Baihua Pavilion.

"By the way, sister Chang Xi and I have specially developed a lot of dance music. I originally planned to dance it for you. Who knew you would be in seclusion for so long."

Ye Xiao smiled happily and said to Zhang Yan very happily: "Now I can finally dance for you."

Zhang Yan looked surprised: "Really, I want to watch the two ladies dance."

"Bah, I'm not married to you yet."

Ye Xiao made a face and pulled Chang Xi outside Baihua Pavilion.

However, Zhang Yan was a little surprised by Ye Xiao's words.

Ye Xiao is different from Chang Xi. The short twenty years of life on earth have been deeply ingrained in her heart. Although marriage is often just a formality, for a girl, it is not the most desirable thing.

But Zhang Yan had almost forgotten this matter. He treated both Chang Xi and Ye Xiao as his own woman, but he ignored their feelings.

Although Zhang Yan knew that they might not really care, as his own woman, he would give them the best.

Zhang Yan shook his head. The most important thing right now was to play happily with the two of them.

Zhang Yan sat cross-legged on the mat, stretched out his hand to touch a lyre that appeared on his knees, and gently flicked the strings with his palm, making a crisp "ding-ding" sound.

Ye Xiao Changxi flew into the flowers, her whole body covered in brilliance and changed into a fairy dress, which further supported her original aura.

Butterflies condensed with spiritual energy emerged from the flowers, exuding colorful colors under the sunlight.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The crisp sound of the piano spreads in the heart like water waves, and Chang Xi and Ye Xiao seem to turn into two elegant and noble butterflies, with colorful butterflies flying around them.

Colorful butterflies, with light postures, shuttle back and forth among the delicate flowers in an endless stream, making the flowers more enchanting and beautiful.

On the occasion of Sumeru, the entire flower bush seemed to be on fire, exuding mottled light that enveloped the two of them. Mere immortals could no longer describe their dancing postures.

It was a kind of astonishment that could not be described in words. With the sound of the piano soaring far and wide, in an instant, the entire Zizhou Mansion seemed to come alive.

Countless flowers looked towards the direction of Baihua Pavilion. In the distance, sisters Sanxiao, Shichen and Ziwei all appeared quietly, as if they were afraid of disturbing the three of them and did not even dare to breathe.

The five people looked at the two people among the flowers with confusion in their eyes, their eyes showing envy that only women could understand.

Even if it is time, this person who is already at the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal cannot be excluded.

No one made a sound, they were all quietly watching the stunning dance of the two people, as well as the figure in the pavilion who was playing the piano like a man possessed.

Good times are always short. No matter how much you want time to stand still at this moment forever, it still disappears like quicksand that cannot be grasped.

But when the last sound of the piano fell, Chang Xi and Ye Xiao both returned to the Baihua Pavilion and hugged Zhang Yan deeply.

(End of this chapter)