The Distinctive Master of 1948 Zhang Ziyi, whose alias was Qiu, heard that Shopkeeper Long even knew his real name.
He admired him in his heart and thought to himself, since he knows my name, he should know my hatred.
If he accepts me as his disciple, he must not be afraid of An Guang.
Although he thought so, Zhang Ziyi was worried that An Guang was a second-grade immortal general with an average cultivation level of Luo Tianxian, and behind him stood the Western Immortal Emperor's Mansion.
Is my master really powerful enough to challenge An Guang's strength?
Zhang Ziyi kowtowed again and said, "Zhang Ziyi, the disciple who has met the master, said that he must respect the master and practice hard in the future.
However, the disciple wants to know the master's name and which sect he belongs to."
The disciple knows the master's name and sect, and these are also justified.
Ye Kong said, "My master's name is Ye Kong.
Well, there is no sect or sect."
If it were in other places in the fairy world, when it came to Ye Kong, no one knew about the Western Emperor's domain, especially the Xiling Star.
That would be different.
The Xiling Star was shrouded in fairy mist, and the information was blocked.
In addition, the Western Emperor hated Ye Kong so much that the news about Ye Kong was forbidden to spread.
As a result, no one on this planet had heard of Ye Kong except in the Western Emperor's Mansion.
Zhang Ziyi was no exception.
He secretly said to himself, Ye Kong has never heard of this person, and he is still without any sect.
God, he can't find helpers when fighting with others.
My master, can you do it?
While he was thinking, he heard the master he worshiped say, "Zhang Ziyi, since you worship me as your master, I will protect you from now on.
You don't have to be afraid if you have grudges or grudges.
I am the boss to take care of him."
Anyone who messes with us will be beaten back."
After Zhang Ziyi heard this, he secretly glanced at his master again, wondering why his master sounded like a gangster or a gangster.
He wanted to ask, Master, what kind of cultivation level do you have, but he didn't dare to ask.
Then, he heard Master say, "I am telling you this, just to tell you that you don't have to be afraid if you follow me as a teacher, and you don't have to hide your head and tail to be a good person."
Now, return to your true self" Zhang Ziyi kowtowed and said, "Master's disciple's enemy is An Guang, the second-grade immortal general of the West Emperor's Palace.
He is very powerful and has the backing of the West Emperor's Palace.
If the disciple regains his original appearance and aura, he may be discovered by the enemy and cause unnecessary trouble."
Before he could finish speaking, he heard the master in front of him say angrily, "Recover as soon as I ask you to recover.
You are talking nonsense.
Do you think I am incapable of protecting you?"
Zhang Ziyi was startled.
He knew that the master had a bad temper and did not dare to say anything.
He quickly transformed into his true self.
At the same time, the aura of Zhongjinxian was also released.
The original appearance of Ziyi turned out to be that of a frail young man.
Ye Kong nodded secretly, then threw out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring and said, "You may have been injured by Qi Hai, which caused the refined immortal energy to leak out. , so when you reach the middle level of Golden Immortality, you cannot improve it.
I happen to have a pill here, so you can take it and refine it here."
Zhang Ziyi really hurt his Qihai when he was practicing immortal arts when he was a child, so his cultivation level could not be improved.
The clan also knew that the elders in the family spent countless immortal jade and efforts, but failed to help him recover, so he almost gave up.
But I didn't expect that this master could see at a glance that there were also healing pills.
Zhang Ziyi took the medicine bottle, opened it and took a whiff.
His face suddenly showed a look of surprise and he began to believe in the master's ability.
Immediately, he swallowed the medicine and sat down to refine it.
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Time flies, and the medicine in the elixir is so powerful that Zhang Ziyi spent three days and three nights refining it.
Three nights later, it was completely dark.
In a tall house in the main city of Xiling Star, a frail young man wearing a very unfitting gown was sitting cross-legged and meditating on a large mahogany chair in the house.
At this moment, the room was dark, but I saw a golden light suddenly appear on the young man's body.
The thousands of golden lights emanating from his body flashed from his head and face to the soles of his feet.
Not long after, the frail young man suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of surprise on his face, "This is such a pill that not only restored my body, but also boosted my cultivation to the peak of a superior golden immortal.
I need my power of heaven to break through again, otherwise, I will enter the Great Luo Golden Immortal."
Da Luo Jinxian was something Zhang Ziyi didn't dare to think about before.
Unexpectedly, in just three days, he was already standing at the door of Da Luo Jinxian.
"This elixir and this master" Zhang Ziyi can see how extraordinary his master is even if he is a fool.
"Hey, blacksmith, change your clothes and go out with the young master later."
While Zhang Ziyi was surprised, the pink girl ran in and threw down a set of clothes.
"Yes" Zhang Ziyi knew that this little girl was not a mortal.
Her fists were very powerful, and he knew it well.
Zhang Ziyi was originally wearing blacksmith's clothes.
Now that his body shape has changed, the original clothes naturally don't fit him anymore.
"It seems that my master is pretty good," Zhang Ziyi thought to himself and quickly changed his shirt.
It's hard to find a master who is interested in elixirs and cares about you.
Zhang Ziyi's confidence in his master has increased a lot.
After a while, the radiant Zhang Ziyi walked out of the room, clasped his fists at Ye Kong and Dayu who were already standing outside, and said, "Master, Senior Sister" Ye Kong smiled and said, "She is not your senior sister, just call her uncle."
Dayu is not Ye Kong's disciple.
Although he was Ye Kong's spiritual pet at the beginning, there is no main pet relationship now.
Ye Kong is still willing to interact with Dayu as his equal. of Dayu suddenly became his uncle, and he immediately became happy.
He took Ye Kong's hand and turned around and said, "Little nephew, why don't you hurry up and follow?"
Zhang Ziyi responded without daring to say anything more.
He followed Ye Kong and Dayu out of the mansion and headed south.
Although it has fallen into the night now, and the mortals in the immortal world have closed their doors to rest, but for those immortals who do not need to eat or sleep, having fun does not matter day or night, and somewhere in the south of the city, near the back door of the West Emperor's Mansion, is the most beautiful place on Xiling Star. busy place Zhang Ziyi followed Ye Kong, walking all the way, but as he walked, something became more and more strange.
The more he walked, the weirder he became.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Master, where are we going?"
Ye Kong stopped, raised his hand and pointed at the big sign above his head, saying, "This is it."
Zhang Ziyi looked up, almost unsteady, and saw the three characters "Zhennvfang" on the plaque of the wooden building covered with flowers.
Zhang Ziyi asked suspiciously, "Master, what are we doing here at Zhennvfang?"
The master didn't answer him, but the little girl with pink makeup and beautiful clothes, the master said in a lecturing tone, "What are you doing here?
Of course I'm looking for a woman to follow my uncle and learn from it."
"Looking for a woman" Zhang Ziyi is about to faint again.
Just now he thought this master was quite reliable, but now the more he looks at it, the more he seems unreliable.
As soon as he became a master, he took his apprentice to a brothel to look for women.
Oh my god, is there such a master in the world?
When Zhang Ziyi was about to vomit blood, he saw his master being welcomed into the building by a group of women wearing heavy makeup.
Zhang Ziyi smiled bitterly and had no choice but to follow him in: