Temple of Madness

Chapter 332 Remnant Soul
Chapter 332 Remnant Soul

Zhang Yang only felt that his mouth and nose were filled with spring water, and his true energy had no effect at all under the water and could not be displayed.

After feeling that his lungs were about to explode, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but when Zhang Yang's fingers trembled a little, his consciousness slowly recovered.

He frowned, got up in a daze, and found that he was already in a dark cave.

What kind of fairyland is this Penglai!
It is clearly a briquette composed of a cave!

But Zhang Yang is also a little depressed, is he a bit too unlucky recently, why is he always so bad?It didn't seem like an eighth-level warrior at all. On the contrary, he was like a useless piece of wood with no strength to restrain a chicken. Either he was chased and beaten, or he was hanged and beaten by a monster monk who suddenly appeared, without the ability to fight back.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Zhang Yang sat down on the ground a little decadent, and when he began to reflect on why he was so weak, a chuckle suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Hehe, what an interesting little guy, he didn't think about whether he was dangerous first, but instead reflected on his own weakness?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback, the voice was unfamiliar and he had never heard it before, but from the bottom of his heart, his knees felt weak and he wanted to kneel down.

Coercion?

It can be said that his mental power has reached its peak, but he can still be so suppressed by the coercion of one person?
Zhang Yang opened up all his spiritual power, tried his best to fight against this coercion, and refused to let himself kneel down. He gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, who are you? Judging by your aura, you should be a Taoist immortal in the fairy world." Respect?"

"Hehe, young man, you still have the strength to fight against my coercion? Why? Is that why you don't want to bow down to me?"

Zhang Yang pursed the corners of his lips, his forehead was full of cold sweat, he was very difficult, but he still said firmly: "Sorry, I will not bow down to anyone except my parents."

"Well, your idea is also good, but don't you want to bow down to your master?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback, unable to react, and asked with a frown: "Senior, you, what do you mean?"

There was hearty laughter all around, and a white spot of light suddenly appeared in front of the dark.

At first, it was just a small white dot, and finally it gradually grew larger, forming a human shape.

Zhang Yang stared intently at the old man walking slowly in front of him, with a fairy-like demeanor and fluttering white clothes. This imposing appearance made Zhang Yang feel good about him. There was also a vague sense of familiarity. It feels like I've seen it somewhere.

Zhang Yang bowed his hands respectfully to the old man who came, and asked modestly: "Senior, may I ask which immortal you are? Why do I feel so familiar with you, as if we have met somewhere before."

Xianzun's smiling eyes narrowed into a line, carefully looked at Zhang Yang, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Little guy, how many times have you cultivated the Divine Emperor's Sutra?"

Zhang Yang's eyes widened in surprise, and he said incredulously, "Could it be, could it be you?"

The old man smiled and nodded, stroked his beard, and said slowly: "The Divine Emperor's Sutra is a secret book that I left at random. I thought no one could practice it, but I didn't expect that you would have the chance, and now you can come here again." Coming to this ethereal Penglai fairyland, it seems that you and I are really destined to be together!"

Zhang Yang looked at the old man in front of him, feeling more and more kind in his heart.

In other words, this old man is actually half his master!
Thinking about it, Zhang Yang knelt on the ground on one knee, cupped his fists respectfully to the old man and said, "This junior has no intention of practicing. I am grateful for the old man's secret book. Please accept my respect."

The old man slowly put his hands on Zhang Yang's shoulders, but there was no sense of weight, but there was a warmth flowing from his shoulders to his whole body.

Zhang Yang knew that this figure was just a phantom of the old man, and he definitely wouldn't have any real feelings, it was just an illusion of aura.

The old man smiled and said, "You can call me Yuanshi Tianzun."

"What! Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Zhang Yang was so surprised that he couldn't believe his ears. The kind-hearted old man in front of him turned out to be the Yuanshi Tianzun who could only be heard in fairy tales!

The Taoist patriarch who created the world!

Zhang Yang was about to bend his body down immediately, ready to kneel respectfully, but the old man raised his hand and was dragged up by an invisible force, preventing him from kneeling.

The old man smiled and pointed to the circle of light that appeared in front of him, and said: "If you want me to accept you as an apprentice, then you must first pass the test I give you. Only after passing this test can you be my apprentice, and You will also be the owner of this Penglai Island in the future."

Zhang Yang didn't hear the words behind, because all his attention was on the light cluster in front, and there was an unprecedented longing in his heart.

He longed for power, longed to become stronger, but the ball of light brought him this hope, so Zhang Yang walked slowly towards the ball of light with firm eyes.

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled behind him and said: "Boy, if you can absorb all of it, I will give you my Tiangong in the future, but how much you can absorb depends entirely on your own willpower."

Zhang Yang walked to Guangtuan, suddenly thought of a question, turned around quickly, and was about to ask Yuanshi Tianzun, when he saw that his figure had begun to be faintly transparent, surrounded by countless light spots, which seemed to dissipate at any time.

"Tianzun! You, what's wrong with you?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the dark cave above his head with a smile, and said seriously: "Young man, this is just a sliver of spiritual consciousness left behind by me. When I meet someone who can take my inheritance, my mission has been completed. If you can Absorb the inheritance I left behind, then you are my recognized disciple, and I will wait for you in the heavens in the future!"

"Heaven! Heavenly Venerable!"

Zhang Yang watched Yuan Tianzun finish his last sentence before his figure completely disappeared into the cave.

In the silent environment, it was as if nothing had happened, and everything he had just done was just a nightmare.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, and for some reason, a feeling of melancholy rose in his heart.

In the words of Yuanshi Tianzun just now, there seems to be something that has not been clearly stated.

skyline?

That is really a far away place!
Zhang Yang put away his doubts, took a deep breath, and walked towards the light group with firm eyes.

He wants to become stronger, and he wants to protect his relatives and friends.

People from the Buddha Kingdom, people from the Monster Race!
Can't hurt his relatives in the slightest!

With such firm thoughts in mind, Zhang Yang walked into the ball of light. The white mist in front of him suddenly changed into a scene of hellfire, surrounded by crackling flames.
(End of this chapter)