Zhang Ronghua frowned and asked tentatively: "Who is the senior?"

"Everyone calls me Old Master."

He had never heard of it, so he asked again: "Are you in the same group as them?"

The old master shook his head, his white eyebrows showing disdain, as if he was saying that he was worthy of these wastes?

"Just passing by! You haven't answered my question yet."

"I am Zhang Ronghua, the captain of the Dragon Guard of the East Palace."

The old master nodded, as he had guessed. However, the prince gave him the Golden Dragon Sword, and he was very considerate of him. Thinking of this little guy's ability, he was so terrifying at such a young age. He also pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger, hiding Xiu. Why, he is obviously at the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm, but he is only at the fourth level of the Grand Master Realm to the outside world. Are all the young people today so cunning?

With venomous eyes, he caught sight of the Five Dragon Spirit Controlling Belt around his waist.

"Why is that old guy's thing in your hands?"

"I dare not refuse the gift from my elders!"

The old master understands, with the great righteousness, the Xuanhuang Opening Heaven Map, and this level of cultivation, no wonder that stingy, stingy old guy would give him this spiritual treasure.

He squinted his eyes and raised his two white eyebrows. He didn't show any martial ethics at all and took action without any warning.

Zhang Ronghua only felt that the scenery in front of him changed. The sun was shining brightly, the river, and the earth disappeared, and they appeared in the bridal chamber, with 囍 characters posted around them, red candles lit, and a bride sitting on the bed, with a red hijab covering her true appearance.

His expression changed, he had a bad secret and fell into a fantasy world.

Just when he was about to violently break the illusion, a huge force suppressed him, and his cultivation disappeared. At the same time, a strange memory came. In this world, his name is still Zhang Ronghua, born and raised. Just a kid from an ordinary farmer's family.

The bride's name is Ji Xueyan, and her identity has also changed in the fantasy. She is his neighbor, no longer the apple of the Taifu's eye, but his childhood sweetheart. She grew up with him. The two of them have a deep relationship. Not long ago, His father proposed marriage with a cow as a gift and decided that they would get married today. Tonight was his wedding night.

At the same time, his original memory was also sealed by that powerful force.

The old master looked curious. In the illusion he had set up, whatever he thought in his heart would appear. He wanted to see if the person the old guy valued could break his illusion and come out of it.

He took out a book from his arms, lay on it, and started reading leisurely.

In a fantasy world.

It was already dark, and there was only the sound of insects chirping outside.

With a heartfelt smile, Zhang Ronghua took a step forward, stopped in front of her, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and recalled every detail of the two of them. They had known each other for fifteen years and finally reached this point.

From the inside out, every cell in the body is filled with joy and joy.

Excitedly, she stretched out her hand, but it seemed like a century was only a fist away. She finally grasped the corner of the red hijab, looked at her passionately, and lifted the red hijab upward little by little.

A face as beautiful as a fairy, more beautiful than anything in the world, appeared in front of him. Xiafei's cheeks looked shy, and they were like a ripe big apple, bright red, making people want to take a bite.

Seeing the red hijab being lifted, Ji Xueyan moved slightly, clasping her fingers tighter, looking at him lovingly, her bright eyes filled with happiness, and she shyly called out: "Mr.

"Lady!"

Their eyes met, just looking at each other.

Poof!

Ji Xueyan was amused by his silly look and pointed to the wine beside her: "There's still one step left."

"Um."

Zhang Ronghua brought two glasses of wine over, handed her one, entwined their arms, and drank the wine.

Silence is better than sound.

She seemed to know what was going to happen, so she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes beating slightly, and she seemed to be very nervous.

Just a touch!

The beauty’s red lips are so wonderful.

The candles went out and everything was left speechless...

The next day.

Zhang Ronghua started his married life. He was a farmer, his family had fifty acres of fertile land, and he also ran a small business. In order to make her live a better life, he worked hard to make money.

God seemed to be on his side. After getting married, his business was getting better and better. In the autumn of the next year, he bought a house in the county and the family moved there. Also in this year, Ji Xueyan gave birth to a daughter for him, like She was carved out of the same mold, a little beauty embryo.

Six years later.

His property has spread all over the county, and every county below has his property.

Time passes, time is like smoke.

In a blink of an eye, he grew old and reached the end of his life.

After the family reunion tonight, he returned to his hometown alone. He stood in the room where he and Ji Xueyan were having their wedding night, looking reluctant to leave, as if they were about to say goodbye. He touched every place carefully, and then sat down. On the bed, I closed my eyes and recalled everything that happened over the years, with a smile from the heart on my face.

"It's time to wake up!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the illusory world was shattered, like a mirror, dissipating in pieces, and his own consciousness also returned. The righteous song of the avenue was circulating, tempering the soul power. His soul power soared crazily, directly breaking through the realm, breaking through to the sky. Stop only when the level is complete.

The perfection of the Heavenly Realm is comparable to the tenth level of the Heavenly Realm!

Open your eyes, keep your breath introverted, and return it all to your body. The great truth is reduced to simplicity, and the dust is swept away. Only the most primitive essence is left, and the benefits gained are huge.

Step forward and solemnly salute with clasped fists: "Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

The old master sat up from Si Xiang, looked at him suspiciously, his two white eyebrows knitted together, and asked in confusion: "Aren't you deeply trapped in the world of illusion? How can you break through? No! You are actually a soul master."

Everything I couldn't understand was cleared up.

He took Zhang Ronghua's cultivation into account, but left out his soul, which gave him the opportunity to break through the illusion world.

But it is too difficult to become a soul master. The natural soul power is so powerful that it is only one in ten thousand. In addition, few people can bear the pain caused by tempering the soul. He is also a dual practitioner of martial arts and soul, and his cultivation is synchronized. And how?

evildoer! An eternal monster!

Thinking of this, his heart became alive.

Zhang Ronghua said: "This junior still has important things to deal with. I will thank my senior for his guidance later."

Using his physical skills to the limit, he rushed towards the capital. He wanted to return to the East Palace in the shortest possible time and hand the record stone to the prince.

"I'm waiting for you at Destiny Academy!"

"must!"

Seeing him disappear, the old master smiled with satisfaction. It was an unexpected surprise this time. He picked up the treasure and patted the strange-looking head to indicate that it was ready to set off.

Sibu tilted his neck, looked at him with a pair of animal eyes, and said humanly: "Is he that good?"

Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket at the end of the month. Please give me some, I am a weak and helpless little author.

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