In the hazy field of vision, the messy and ruined temple gradually lost its gray color and became lighter, as if it were just a few lines drawn by ink.
The old beggar patted the ashes of his steamed buns in distress, his body hunched over. His white hair was as messy as withered grass, covering his chaotic eyes under his droopy eyelids.
Cry loudly and let the tears wash away or bury the pain.
Zhang Zheng stood up, clutching the two coins tightly, and no longer looked at the old beggar and the crying little girl on the ground.
Walking straight towards the outside of the ruined temple, the sky was suddenly swaying with wind and rain, with thunder and lightning, but she did not stop at all.
The howling wind swept across the heaven and earth, shaking the sky and the earth, deafening thunder roared to suppress the remaining clouds, and lightning was like a dragon traveling through the low-pressure black clouds, baring its teeth and claws, wreaking havoc.
The sky and earth are green and green, and the dilapidated small temple is like a wild wave of sand gulls, struggling to death, but only uttering a moaning cry.
Zhang Zheng stepped into the raging wind and waves, and calmly raised his head, not looking at the small temple behind him, but directly at the roaring dome.
Behind her, the old beggar and the little girl stood side by side behind the ruined temple door.
The dirty steamed buns and the copper plate with residual warmth fell to the muddy ground, making three soft sounds.
Their blurred faces faced Zhang Zheng's back, and their dark eyes reflected her in miniature.
The surrounding scenery suddenly distorted, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, ruined temples, copper plates... all turned into nothing.
Zhang Zheng returned to Xiaoyin Mountain.
"Peek into what I'm hiding, and see what I'm hiding. It doesn't matter what's wrong or what's wrong, the mind is always changing."
A line of small characters "Xiaoyao" slowly appeared on the empty mountain wall. Different from the previous eleven, this one has not passed, and naturally, no one has failed.
Zhang Zheng stood facing Xiaoyin Mountain for a long time.
She raised her hand to cover her chest, her heart felt inexplicably heavy and tired, and she simply decided not to go to Thirteenth Ren.
Let’s wait and see again in the future.
She didn't rent any spiritual beasts on the way back. She walked and stopped all the way, leisurely, looking at the scenery and listening to gossip. It was so leisurely!
"Have you heard that Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Jiang from the inner sect are in love and have been privately engaged for life? Maybe they will become Taoist couples in a while!"
"You said Jiang Feng came, Senior Brother Jiang?"
"Of course, other than Jiang Fenglai, who is from the Fourteenth Prefecture of Yishuanghan, who else can be worthy of my peerless Senior Sister Lin!"
"Ah, I am so envious of Senior Sister Lin... If I could be with Senior Brother Jiang, ah no, even if I just look at him from a distance, I would never wash my eyes for ten years."
"Haha, you said two days ago that if you could kiss Senior Brother Lin, you would die without regrets..."
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Sure enough, whether in the world of cultivation or in the secular world, gossip about love and love is the most eye-catching.
But, Senior Brother Lin?
Zhang Zheng couldn't help but chuckle, could it be Senior Brother Lin Yihan? He didn't expect that there would be such a obsessed girl in the outer sect.
From morning to dusk, Zhang Zheng returned to the courtyard.
As soon as I entered, I saw two little girls, now grown up, practicing swordplay in the courtyard.
In seven years, the young girl at the beginning has grown into a green girl, with a soft and graceful figure, and a youthful beauty like the sharp corners of a small lotus.
Although their appearance has changed a lot, the two little girls can still be easily distinguished from their expressions and every move.
Tingting noticed Zhang Zheng's figure first, stopped the dancing sword in her hand, and softly called out to Senior Sister.
Erya turned around and called Senior Sister Zhang in surprise, "Long time no see."
Zhang Zheng also raised a smile and greeted them one by one.
Seeing their clear aura, they couldn't help but admire: "It's been seven years since I started practicing, and I've already reached the fourth level of Qi training. It's really amazing."
She could see how hard the two little girls worked every day, and their cultivation did not disappoint them.
The two of them pursed their lips and smiled shyly.
Seeing that they were in a cheerful mood and had no pent-up energy, I thought that the matter of stealing the spiritual herbs had been resolved.
Zhang Zheng stopped disturbing their sword practice and went back to his room and closed the door.
There were still three months until the external test, so she stopped by to sign up on the way back.
But it was after she signed up that she suddenly remembered that she didn't have a single magic weapon on her body, so wouldn't it be impossible to fight with bare hands?
In the next time, she would have to think carefully about how to collect some spiritual stones and buy at least one usable magic weapon.
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After March, the outer gate was as busy as a boiling pot for the past two days once in ten years.
All the disciples are looking forward to seeing a strong figure in the outer sect test, or perhaps making a big splash.
"Brother, where are you going?"
Today, Lin Xiaoxiao came to Yanchi Cave to have a cup of tea with her brother, but before she finished the cup of tea, the owner of the cave was about to leave.
Hearing this, Lin Yihan, who was about to get up, chuckled and explained: "Xiaoxiao, just drink tea by yourself. I won't accompany you. I agreed to watch her compete with my classmates some time ago."
Same-sect competition? Today’s sect competition should only be an outer-sect test, right?
Lin Xiaoxiao put down her tea and asked curiously: "But the outer sect junior sister?"
As compatriots, Lin Yihan and Lin Xiaoxiao grew up together. They have a deep friendship and have never had any rift with each other.
Lin Yihan didn't hide anything from her and said directly: "Her name is Zhang Zheng, she is the person you rescued in the secret realm during the entry test."
Lin Xiaoxiao frowned and thought for a while, and finally remembered such a person in his memory. At that time, he was busy chasing the demon cultivator, and the person was covered in blood, so he couldn't take a closer look at his appearance.
She joked narrowly: "I've never seen you go out of your way to watch any of your classmates compete. Could it be that my brother is interested in Junior Sister Zhang?"
Lin Yihan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "But we've only met her a few times and it's not love. I just saw that she has a good nature, has a pleasant conversation, and made a friend."
Lin Xiaoxiao stopped drinking tea and stood up to straighten her clothes. Anyway, I had nothing to do today. I heard that the outer sect test was quite exciting, so why not drop by to see Junior Sister Zhang.
Zhang Zheng naturally had no idea that a trivial test from the outer sect would unexpectedly attract two of the most prestigious disciples from the inner sect.
If she found out, I'm afraid she would still feel flustered.
There is still half an hour before the outer gate test, and the martial arts arena is already crowded with people, rubbing shoulders with each other.
As the contestants came on stage to draw the lots, Zhang Zheng glanced at the number on her hand - 271, which meant that she would compete in the first round on the 271st stage.
She was not in a good mood at the moment. She had not been able to save many spiritual stones in the past three months and was about to buy a first-level low-grade magic weapon.
For monks in the late stage of Qi training, first-level magic weapons can no longer be considered as assistance, not to mention that they are all facing monks who are above the tenth level of Qi training.
A first-level low-grade magic weapon was just a tickle for someone, and she might as well have used it with her bare hands!
Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng finally gave up the idea of ​​buying a magic weapon.
She only has more than a thousand low-grade spiritual stones in her body, and all she can afford are useless things.
After picking and choosing, Zhang Zheng finally bought only a talisman that was useless in most cases.
The Heavenly Thunder Talisman, despite its domineering name, is actually gold and jade on the outside but ruined on the inside.
It can only simulate the mighty force of thunder without causing any real damage. The most useless thing is that it only lasts for half a breath.
For ordinary monks in the Qi refining stage, half a breath time will not play any role, so although it is a second-level talisman, it is only priced at 880 low-grade spiritual stones.
Even the Eight Hundred and Eight Spiritual Stones are because it is an out-of-print talisman in the world. It is said that the talisman master who made it was just on a whim. Later, he found that it had no practical use and did not draw a second one.
The reason Zhang Zheng chose it was because of this half-breath period.
After being trained by Xiao Xuanshan, her speed has greatly improved. As long as she grasps this half breath, she may be able to win.
As the saying goes, soldiers never tire of deceit, and taking the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared is also a strange move.
Unfortunately it can only be used once.

Chapter completed!