Comprehension Recovery Evolution

Chapter 5 Variables
Coming out of Fairy Yunluo's residence, Zhang Yang felt as if he was covered in water.

Fairy Yunluo is right, if Zhang Yang is not from the Xiaoqingshan sect, just because she discovered that Zhang Yang holds the secret treasure, if any young man who is not the Xiaoqingshan sect is changed, he must have been killed and taken away. Treasure.

And judging from what she said, if it wasn't for the old love of some old things, Zhang Yang's life would have to be over!
"Although, although I was too naive, I almost lost my life." Zhang Yang wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, his teeth were trembling: "Things, things are still the same, have they been completed? Starve to death the timid, support the bold, there is nothing to worry about Why do you act against the sky?"

Zhang Yang left the residence of Fairy Yunluo trembling.

What he didn't know at all was that after refining Qi and building a foundation, the monks would form the supernatural powers of the Bazhang Mind Eye, and the Bazhang Mind Eye would continue to expand with the improvement of the cultivation base. Actions are under the eyes.

"Heh." Fairy Yunluo slowly raised her head and looked towards the sky: "Senior Brother, if he is your reincarnation, does that mean that Senior Brother, you have also realized your mistakes back then? You all left one by one, and only I am left alone in this cold world, even if there is no point in golden pills? If you are still here, senior brother, you will definitely comfort me again..."

Back at the men's residence, Zhang Yang slammed his body onto the bed. He was in the shape of a large character and couldn't move. When he returned to the residence, he couldn't help shaking.

In the face of life and death, everyone is equal.

Between life and death, there is great terror!
Zhang Yang lay on the bed for half an hour before he recovered his breath. When he recovered completely, the bedding had been soaked in cold sweat.

"Huh... thief, thief is exciting!" Zhang Yang wiped his face with his hands, wiping off a layer of wet cold sweat. Bought a unique set and put it on again, heaved a sigh of relief, and threw his body onto the bed again.

"I'll go!" Zhang Yang bounced up as soon as he fell on the bed, and began to change the bedding in a hurry.

After recovering from the shock, Zhang Yang felt hungry. He looked around through the window lattice, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took out three catties of desolate animal meat, and began to process it with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

This time Zhang Yang learned the lesson, and tightly closed the doors and windows to prevent the breath from leaking out, and then he started cooking. After cooking, he ate his fill with a plate of side dishes sold at the gold coin shop.

"Phew! I'm full, even if I die in the next moment, it's worth it!" Zhang Yang patted his belly in satisfaction, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and gleefully drank the pre-cooled warm water in one gulp, grinning: "This is good, with the ancestor as a shield, you can eat this delicacy as you want, even if someone asks, I'm not afraid, and I can exchange it for something else, tsk tsk, it's not in vain for me to go to life and death Once."

Just when he took a jug of wine happily and was about to have another meal of high-quality desolate beast meat, there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Yang is a clever man. Even though he had questions about the source of the wild animal meat, he was still a little timid, not daring to show the wild animal meat carelessly, he tidied up the house in a hurry, and ran to the door: "Here you come!" coming!"

When he reached the door, Zhang Yang was not in such a hurry. He pulled the door open, revealing a crack in the door. His eyes could see through the crack in the door, and he said in a low voice, "Who is it?"

"Here." A weak female voice: "But the residence of Junior Brother Zhang Yang, the branch branch of the Xiaoqingshan sect?"

Zhang Yang blinked, do you know this cute girl?While pondering, he answered, "I am Zhang Yang. Are you...?"

"Junior Brother Zhang Yang, I, I, I am, I am a good friend of Senior Sister Mengyao, she, she invited you to Fuyun Pavilion for a talk, I, I have something to do, so I will go first." The weak female voice stammered After speaking, Zhang Yang saw a figure leaving in a panic like a frightened deer.

The second monk Zhang Yangzhang couldn't figure it out: "Didn't I settle things with her? Why do you want me?"

Having said that, Zhang Yang tidied up his appearance, left the residence, and headed for the Fuyun Pavilion in Youyuping.

Passing the Suoyun Bridge and crossing the small rooftop, Zhang Yang rushed all the way to the depths of Youyuping. From a distance, he saw a large group of people surrounding the Fuyun Pavilion with three floors inside and three floors outside.

"This is too exaggerated, as if I've never seen a woman before!" Zhang Yang twitched his mouth, he didn't want to be the target of public criticism in such a big battle, so he also surrounded the crowd and observed.

Through the dark crowd, Zhang Yang saw a female cultivator in white sitting in a pavilion with her hands clasped on the strings, two female cultivators standing silently beside her, and three majestic male cultivators fighting in front of her!
"Brother, what's the matter?" Zhang Yang casually patted the male cultivator beside him and asked.

The male cultivator didn't turn his head back, and his tone was excited: "Haha, it's time to fight. This time, each branch selects the three masters who are the most popular disciples from the outer sect, and finally they fight because of Fairy Mengyao! The three of them are fighting melee!" I never imagined that the three of them could be so powerful without the exercises! I admire them! It’s really an eye-opener!"

"Which three masters, who knows, let's hear it?" Zhang Yang watched in confusion as the three of them came and went, exchanged fists and feet, and moved quickly while testing each other. No one was injured at the same time. Strange tricks come out one after another, the situation changes rapidly, and the fight is really wonderful!
"The one over there whose face is swollen after being punched. He is the big disciple of Fuyun Fenzong Bu Tiange. Although he has no skills, he has developed his body to the limit of physical strength of ordinary people. It is rumored that there were no monks at first. , The limit of physical fitness is the posture of climbing to the top. If you can break the limit of human physical fitness with your own ability, let me tell you, Donghua Sword Sect will even directly skip the selection and dial this kind of person into the inner door, directly as the inner door Where are the disciples!" A male cultivator's eyes sparkled and he clicked his tongue.

"So what, didn't you get a slap on the face?" Zhang Yang said angrily.

"Hey, you don't know that. He's not the only one who can climb to the top with his body, all three of them!"

"Yes, yes, that's why there are good shows to watch! This physical limit is the limit of physical fitness, and you can react with intelligence and resourcefulness. Only when you fight can you tell the difference!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"If it wasn't for hearing that Fairy Mengyao was waiting for someone this time, if the three of them met, we wouldn't have had the chance to know who went up and who went down?"

"Then who is Fairy Mengyao waiting for?"

"Fairy Mengyao didn't open her mouth. The three of them thought that Fairy Mengyao was waiting for them. If they didn't agree with each other, that's it!"

"Oh——! That's it!" Zhang Yang nodded his head, his figure quietly stepped back a few steps, looked around stealthily, and quietly, quietly, slipped away!
If this was the case, Zhang Yang would go over stupidly and keep the beaten one lying down for half a year. Not to mention the limit of his physical fitness, Zhang Yang would stop eating after half an hour of long-distance running at most. He was not looking for a beating!

Before I had slipped far, a blur suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Zhang Yang was taken aback.

A look up.

"What are you running for?" Ji Mengyao looked annoyed, and without waiting for Zhang Yang to say anything, she pulled Zhang Yang's forearm and walked back.

brush--!
A large area of ​​sight focused on Zhang Yang's face.

bake--!
Zhang Yang could feel countless murderous auras coming!

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched wildly: "Wait, wait a minute, I haven't brushed my teeth yet—!"

(End of this chapter)