Zhang Heng still said the same thing.

Things on the scene must be done well.

Thousands of words are not worth an ethical kiss: "Master, you have tea."

"The True Spirit Map of Patriarch Tongming, the Purple Immortal Ginseng and Jade Tablets of Master Zhang Tian, ​​and the Essentials of Huangtian Taoist Soldiers of Patriarch Nanhua."

Zhang Heng silently calculated: "Where is Ge Tianshi from Ge Zao Mountain? Three Mountains are a family. Zhang Tianshi from Longhu Mountain was surprised. Ge Tianshi wouldn't be so stingy, right?"

Whoosh!!

Just as I was thinking about it, a fire date fell from the sky.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand to take it, and said with a smile: "Praise to Master Ge Tian, ​​the three mountains are one, we share the honor and disgrace, the Patriarch brings blessings."

Cultivation of immortality is not just about fighting and killing.

It’s not just about practicing hard behind closed doors and isolating yourself from the outside world.

Zhang Heng asked himself, he had shed blood and suffered for Sanshan. Look, this reward will come.

In normal cultivation, he had only been practicing Taoism for a few years, while Xuan Qingzi had been practicing Taoism for twenty years and was still lingering in the foundation-building realm. He surpassed her in the blink of an eye.

If he could rely on hard work to build the foundation within five years, Zhang Heng would be thankful.
Chapter completed!