Chapter 268 Friends or Master and Disciple

In the afterglow of the sunset, Yang Zheng was sitting on the top of the palace in Yuanxing, looking a little melancholy.

"Master, when will you wake up? I am a mediocre disciple. I really can't find a way to practice further."

Yang Zheng touched the ring on his finger and sighed.

"Junior Brother Xue, without the help of Master, I might be like you."

"It's really a bit lonely on the way to practice."

Under the palace, there are registered disciples standing guard inside and outside.

Nowadays, in addition to Yang Zheng, there are two Jindan stage monks on Yuanxing, who are formal disciples of the Formation Dao Sect and are also natives of Yuanxing.

They walked out from the distant stars and returned to build their hometown after completing their studies.

Therefore, I was concerned that all matters big and small could be handled well. Except for reporting special matters to Yang Zheng, Yang Zheng had some free time to sit and watch the sunset just like today.

Melancholy returns to melancholy, life will go on.

As the sun went down, Yang Zheng turned down and walked into the main hall.

It’s not that I have to work, but I have to tidy up and clock out.

"Senior Brother Yang, are you free tonight?"

At this moment, a young man wearing Jin Dao Sect costume came over.

Registered disciples are not qualified to wear it, and only three official disciples in the entire Yuanxing can wear it.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Yang Zheng asked bluntly, without saying whether he had time.

"Senior Brother Yang, it's like this. The Xu family is hosting tonight and wants to invite you to talk, but is afraid of disturbing your practice, so I came here to tell you..."

The young man leaned down and smiled.

Although Yang Zheng and them are junior brothers, they grew up watching Yang Zheng practice, and it was even Yang Zheng who recommended them to practice in the Ancestral Star, which made them what they are today.

Therefore, the young man was very respectful to Yang Zheng.

"Is it time to eat again? I'm tired of all the delicacies."

Yang Zheng joked.

With his current status, no one on this star wants to curry favor with him.

"Senior Brother Yang, next year will be the quota for the Ancestral Star recommendation that is rare once in a century. The Xu family wants to ask you, does their child have a chance?"

The young man said again.

"What's your name, Seojun?"

"Tell him for me that this kid has great talent and a great chance."

"I won't go to this dinner, please."

The Qing Dynasty had been practicing for a long time, and Yang Zheng found these people so sophisticated that it was extremely troublesome.

The main reason is that this worldly person does not benefit him much, and he has no shortage of spiritual stones and elixirs that he can get his hands on.

Seeing Yang Zheng's impatient look, the young man could only smile bitterly and respond quickly.

"By the way, Senior Brother Yang, Ancestral Star is holding a disciple competition recently. Why don't you go and take a look?"

The young man suddenly said.

"Disciple Dabi, why didn't I know?"

Yang Zheng said doubtfully.

"Junior Brother Jin and I handle all matters in Yuanxing. I was busy and forgot to tell you."

The young man said sheepishly: "But it's not too late, the registration is not over yet."

He was not afraid of Yang Zheng's blame, because this senior brother had a good temper.

"Yeah, too,"

Yang Zheng was a little embarrassed. His hand-off shopkeeper was indeed a bit incompetent.

"Then what is the purpose of this disciple competition and what are its benefits?"

Yang Zheng asked immediately.

"It says above that it is to prepare for the selection of people to participate in the Tianyu Grand Event. No matter who they are, as long as they are disciples of the Formation Dao Sect, they can sign up."

The young man replied: "But now we are just signing up. There is still a hundred years of preparation time. The competition will not start until a hundred years later."

"Senior brother is so powerful, you should try it. It is a grand event in the heavenly realm, and you can meet many legendary characters."

The young man said with envy.

"Oh, my strength is not even noticeable to the Ancestral Star, so I won't mess around with it."

Yang Zheng smiled bitterly when he heard this.

He knew it was a compliment.

Disciples who have been to the Ancestral Star all know that there are many transformed gods there, and there are as many tribulations as dogs.

Only monks in the Shenqiao realm have such a say.

After the two chatted for a while, Yang Zheng walked out of the hall and returned to his place of cultivation.

A small courtyard in the mountains, surrounded by spiritual springs.

Just when Yang Zheng was putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and meditating, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"You should sign up for the disciple competition."

Yang Zheng was stunned at first, and then became ecstatic.

"Master!"

He shouted excitedly, "You...are you finally awake?"

"Don't be so excited. I'm awake and I'm not pretending to be a corpse."

Jiang Mu scolded.

"Ah, yes, my disciple, I am impatient."

Yang Zheng calmed down and forced himself to calm down. meow meow ye said

"Haha, when I wake up, my disciple, you are already a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, which really makes me happy."

Jiang Mu chuckled.

"As a mediocre disciple, this level of cultivation is nothing. If Master helps me, I will surely reach a higher level!"

Yang Zheng said humbly.

"Don't worry, when I wake up this time, I will help you practice."

Jiang Mu replied.

"Master, when did you wake up, and why did you just say that you wanted me to participate in the sect competition?"

Yang Zheng said doubtfully.

"Well, I just woke up not long ago and happened to overhear your conversation."

Jiang Mu said: "The reason why you are allowed to participate in the sect competition is because you can participate in the heavenly realm event."

"Participating in the event has two purposes. One is to broaden your horizons and grow quickly."

"Second, I have old friends in Tianyu as my teacher, and I want to visit him."

In fact, Jiang Mu has been quietly observing Yang Zheng, but he only spoke now.

After hundreds of years of observation, Jiang Mu felt that Yang Zheng was a decent guy and a person worth getting to know.

It's a pity that the qualifications are indeed mediocre, and even with sufficient training resources, the speed of cultivation is still slow.

But Jiang Mu never pays attention to these things when making friends. As long as he is pleasing to the eye, it doesn't matter if it's a dog.

Of course, he didn't mean to discredit Xiao Hei.

"I see. I didn't expect that Master, you, have old friends in distant heavens."

Yang Zheng nodded, his old friend Master should be as powerful as him.

"But, I'm only at the Nascent Soul stage, how can I defeat those seniors who transform into gods, transcend tribulations, and have a divine bridge in a sect competition?"

Yang Zheng said helplessly.

"Isn't there still a hundred years left? Anything can happen in a hundred years."

"If you don't give it a try, how will you know it doesn't work?"

Jiang Mu comforted.

"With Master helping me, I will naturally work harder."

"I'm just afraid of failing and hurting Master's heart."

Yang Zheng whispered.

"You're so scared, I just say yes!"

Jiang Mu suddenly said loudly, which shocked Yang Zheng.

Master...how do you say dirty words?

"Okay! Since Master is so confident, I can't be timid anymore!"

"Let's participate in the big competition and sign up overnight tonight!"

Yang Zheng also said angrily.

However, he was still a little curious in his heart, how would the master improve his strength?

Could it be the sage's method?

…

So Yang Zheng took the starry sky ferry to the ancestral star overnight. Of course, he did not arrive directly. Instead, he spent several months arriving at a larger star and used the formation portal there. This was the fastest.

The formation portal leads directly to the bustling city of the Ancestral Star.

Yang Zheng hurriedly went to the sect to sign up, and learned about the rules to see if his chances were good.

After some understanding, Yang Zheng felt that there was no chance.

The selected personnel were in accordance with the requirements, and the minimum cultivation level was lowered to the tribulation stage, but the number of people needed was very small, only a few dozen people.

It is probably specially prepared for the young geniuses of the sect.

Starting from the first level of Shenqiao, the number of people increased sharply, reaching the culmination of the second level of Shenqiao.

Above the quasi-sage, it is naturally the inside of the Formation Dao Sect that makes the decision.

However, even if the total number of people is tens of thousands, Yang Zheng knows that most people are just there to gain experience, and very few people can participate in the grand event.

"Master, do you think we have a chance?"

Yang Zheng asked Jiang Mu in his heart.

During the Tribulation Transcendence stage, he only had to compete with those who had transcended the Tribulation and below. Yang Zheng was now a Nascent Soul, and it took him a hundred years to cross two major levels. It was simply a dream.

“There may not have been a chance before, but now we can definitely succeed.”

Jiang Mu also smiled after understanding the rules.

His original plan was to use heavenly materials, earthly treasures and magical elixirs to directly pile Yang Zheng to Shenqiao, but it was really not possible to directly fight for him.

Although there are some disadvantages for Yang Zheng, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

But now Yang Zheng alone seems to have a chance.

Coupled with the fact that he is the strongest substitute, he will win directly!

Hearing this, Yang Zheng took reassurance.

He is willing to work hard for his dream and Master's wish.

Returning to the remote Yuanxing again, Yang Zheng began his own path of spiritual practice.

When Jiang Mu entered the ring, he actually brought a lot of resources with him.

It's just that Yang Zheng's spiritual consciousness cannot enter it, so he doesn't know.

After confirming that Yang Zheng was reliable, Jiang Mu didn't mind helping him practice.

Now he has one more friend.

"I hope this old boy Jiang Ling will take good care of Lao Cao for me."

Jiang Mu hopes in his heart.

This time he planned to go to the heavenly realm with his spiritual consciousness.

After all, Jiang Mu also knew that the old guy Qi Tanning became the emperor, which was very detrimental to him.

Yang Wudi must be extremely arrogant. There is no chance that he will be left behind if he goes away, so he can only go quietly.

It is also beneficial to leave the main body to practice in the Time Trace Continent. What is more important is that just after leaving the Time Trace Continent, the spiritual clone is disconnected from the main body.

It's not that Jiang Mu's spiritual consciousness is not strong, but that his body has fallen into seclusion. He should have suddenly realized the law of time, and good things come in pairs.

"I hope it won't be long before we meet again..."

Hundreds of years pass by in the blink of an eye during practice.

The benefit of having a strong senior to guide him was clearly reflected in Yang Zheng at this moment.

Not to mention adding countless resources.

Yang Zheng transformed directly from Yuanying into a monk in the early stage of transcending the tribulation.

However, this kid is also very forbearing and has never reported to the Formation Gate. He only waits for the day of the competition to become a blockbuster!

Because of Jiang Mu's company, Yang Zheng's temperament also changed from sentimental to cheerful.

After all, he is just a seven or eight hundred year old child.

At the same time, Jiang Mu's position in his heart became increasingly important.

"Once a teacher, always a father!"

"Master, do you have any descendants living abroad? If not, how about you adopt me as your adopted son?"

On the day he left to participate in the sect competition, Yang Zheng said to Jiang Mu happily.

"Go away, I don't have such an ugly son."

When Jiang Mu heard this, he was shocked and called Yang Zheng a boy with impure thoughts.

I regard you as a friend, but you actually want to be my son?

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