Vol 2 Chapter 1964: 7 nights in the future

Zhang Bairen slowly pulled out a book from his sleeve. The ink dried on the book, and the rich fragrance of ink evaporated in the air, making people fascinated.
Slowly put the book next to the ancestor Shaoyang, and the four words "Three Yang Zhengfa" on the cover of the book were shining brightly in the sun.
"I am at odds with the Seventh Female. I can't say she will come to find you in a while. The ancestor will give her Sanyang Zhengfang to help her cultivate the sun body!" Zhang Bairen looked at the ancestor Shaoyang with a pair of eyes.
"You are really willing. The Three-Yang-rectification method is your supernatural power to settle down and stand for your life. You are also willing to pass it on. The way is broken. Even if the sun body is cultivated on the Qixi Festival in the future, it is difficult to have a second sun for it He Dao!" The ancestor Shaoyang held the Three Yang Fa, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.
As the ancestor of the Zhang family, he had long remembered the Three-Yang-rectification method and had no interest in looking at it.
"The road ahead is broken?" Zhang Bairen sighed: "How many people can become immortals in the world? Throughout the ages, the only ones who can become immortals are Nuwa and Lao Dan. As for the preaching ancestor Zhang Daoling, Although Yin Xi and others have gone ascended to immortals in the legend, they are nothing more than a misrepresentation by ordinary people."
"As long as the Qixi Festival becomes the sun body, and with my protection, who can kill him in this life? I don't ask him to become a god, but I only hope that he can live safely and live long, enough!" Zhang Bairen has great perseverance and severely cut off. !
At this time, he fits the way of heaven, he has never been calm, and there is no fluke.
Want to become a fairy on Tanabata?
impossible!
The veteran demon still hides dormant in reincarnation, and hides anxious form outside Kyushu. If you don't teach the ancestors, the world-zun and other powerful figures, even if you teach the ancestors and descendants of Zhang Heng, Bodhidharma and other second-generation disciples, it is definitely not comparable to Qixi Festival.
Qixi wants to become a fairy, not because of a small chance, but simply impossible!
Qixi has inherited his legacy, and he wants to become a fairy, but he must be behind him. Is it that easy to become a fairy?
That being the case, it's better to seek immortality!
This is the way of Qixi Festival!
When you prove yourself to become immortal in the future, you can call Qixi Hedao Sun to retake your old path, and then take advantage of the trend to ascend to immortality.
As long as you don’t die, there is always a chance!
There are too many strong people in this world, and Zhang Bairen is a little frightened.
Not to mention the sleeping lunar in the lunar star, which one of the top ten Yamas in the underworld is irritating?
The demon gods who resurrected from ancient times talked about blood and roots. Isn't that a thousand times the Qixi Festival?
At this time, Zhang Bairen will not have a chance to step on the path of heaven!
"Since you have decided, then I will naturally not ruin your calculations. The future battle is indeed the most important for Bingcai. The road is too far away, and the background of Qixi Festival is too shallow. After all, there is only one Zhang Bairen!" Zu slowly narrowed his eyes.
As he was talking, Zhang Bairen suddenly looked back at the foot of the mountain, and said after a while: "They are here, I have to rely on the ancestor for everything!"
Zhang Bairen's figure disappeared, leaving the ancestor Shaoyang lying on the chair and sighed slightly: "What a pity!"
No one knows what Shaoyang's ancestor is so sorry for, but a touch of recollection in his eyes keeps flowing.
Foothills
The Qixi Festival pulled the Zhuge Liufeng and ran quickly towards the mountains of Zhuojun, Zhuge Liang's eyes were full of hope behind him. He hoped that Qixi Festival would really have a way to help Zhuge Liufeng resolve the calamity, otherwise he would die without a place to bury him.
"Grandpa Grandpa!" Seeing the ancestor Shaoyang under the sun, Qi Qiao cheered and let go of Zhuge Liufeng and rushed over. Patriarch Bo Shaoyang's arm: "Grandpa Grandpa, Tanabata has found you!"
"On Qixi Festival, why did you run to Chang'an in a fit of anger? I can't see the grandfather you got when I want to see you. You said that your father is true, and such a well-behaved daughter is willing to blame!" Head and eyes are full of love.
In the fifteen years since Zhang Bairen disappeared, Qixi Festival was grown up by the ancestor of Shaoyang. He played the role of grandfather in Qixi's life and was the only blood relative in Zhuo County.
"Huh, don't mention him!" Qixi stubbornly pursed his lips, and looked at the ancestor Shaoyang with a look of flattery: "Everyone says that grandpa grandpa is supernatural and powerful, even my dad may not be able to achieve it. The ancestor of Shang, the ancestor has already proved the status of Daluo. Seven things to ask for grandpa, I wonder if grandpa can do it for Qixi Festival."
"You girl is just a ghost. The old man thought you were coming back to see me, but never thought that you actually came back and begged me to do something!" Shaoyang ancestor closed his eyes and said, "No help! No help! No help! !"
"Grandpa Grandpa, Qixi Road is wrong, OK! Qixi will definitely come back regularly to see if Grandpa Grandpa is doing well in the future, please help Qixi!" Qixi stayed beside Shaoyang Patriarch and refused to get up.
"Forget it, I'm afraid of you!" Old Ancestor Shaoyang stood up helplessly, opened his eyes and said, "What's the matter? Let's talk!"
"Kongming, bring Zhuge Liufeng over!" Qixi said to Zhuge Kongming.
Zhuge Kongming looked at the ancestor Shaoyang with a solemn expression at this time, his pupils shrank sharply, and an unbelievable impulse leaked in his eyes, forcibly suppressing the urge to turn and run away, and then walked over to Zhuge Liufeng respectfully: "See you."
As if he had never seen Zhuge Kongming’s abnormality, the ancestor Shaoyang looked at Zhuge Liufeng with a pair of eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his face was shocked: "What a strong curse, not an immortal strong person, I am afraid it will be difficult to resolve it. The cursed person is by no means an ordinary person. He must be a first-rate fairy Buddha. What did this apricot do to provoke such a noble person to curse in spite of his face?"
"Grandpa Grandpa, since you can see the source of this curse? Then you can quickly crack it, OK?" Qixi's eyes were full of joy and surprise.
"You can see through, but it doesn't mean it can be resolved!" The ancestor Shaoyang frowned, and his eyes were filled with surprise: "This method is too difficult to resolve. If you rush to resolve it, you will surely provoke unhappy people. The two sides have feuded. Who is this apricot?"
Qixi Festival pouted: "It's a friend of mine, ancestors, hurry up and resolve its curse."
"It's as difficult as reaching the sky, this curse has exceeded my ability to resolve!" Shaoyang Ancestor looked at it solemnly for a while before he said helplessly towards Qixi Festival.
When Zhuge Kongming heard the words, his eyes moved, he wanted to say something, but he did not say it after all {knowing that the ancestor Shaoyang is capable of breaking this curse, but the relationship between the ancestor Shaoyang and Zhang Bairen is well known in the world, how could he help himself?
"Huh?" Qixi's eyes showed disappointment: "Can't the ancestors untie it?"
"In the whole world, I am afraid that only your father can do it!" There was a touch of emotion in the eyes of the ancestor Shaoyang: "Or, you have cultivated the family bloodline magic to the Mahayana realm, and want to untie this curse to you. Not difficult to say."
The ancestor Shaoyang took out the Three Suns from his sleeve and handed it to Qixi Festival: "The exercise is on this piece of paper. If you want to break the curse, I am afraid that you have to practice hard."
The ancestor Shaoyang said with dignified eyes: "You have the blood of the sun in your body. As long as you can practice this technique to the realm of Mahayana, it will not be difficult for you to break this curse."
The Qixi Festival took the Sanyang Zhengfa to look through it, and then returned it to the ancestor Shaoyang, turning around and pulling Zhuge Liufeng away: "There will not be countless people in the world, there is always someone who can solve this curse."
Qixi dragged Zhuge Liufeng down the mountain, Zhuge Kongming followed behind Qixi, with a touch of emotion in his eyes: "It seems that only a young lady who practices the Three-Yang-rectification method can hope to break this curse."
"I don't know how many years it will take to cultivate the sun body, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive that time" Qixi looked at Zhuge Kongming: "Let's go to Beitian Shidao, the ancestor of Beitian Shidao must have a way!"
When Zhuge Kongming saw the Qixi Festival that was far away, he could only helplessly follow, and some things were not released.
He can say that although he is not as good as Zhang Heng in the theory of supernatural powers, he is not as cursed as he could not be solved~EbookFREE.me~ The deity of Zhang Heng may be able to be solved, but one of the clones is stationed in the world, I am afraid it is. There is nothing that can be done.
And will Zhang Heng bear such a big cause and effect for himself?
If Zhang Heng could make a move, he would have made it long ago.
However, there is no way to explain this matter to Qixi, only to catch up with Qixi.
Beitian Shidao
Holding the blueprint in his hand, Zhang Heng continued to sketch and survey the dragon veins in the world, with a solemn color in his eyes.
"Ancestor, Seventh Thought Kong Ming is here" The Taoist Master of the Beitian Master walked in and whispered.
"What are they here for?" Zhang Heng stopped the cinnabar pen, looked down the mountain with a pair of eyes, and then meditated a little: "Please come up!"
Speaking of Qixi Festival is still its junior, Zhang Heng's blood is flowing in his body, and Zhang Heng will naturally not disappear. This is also one of the ways to get around Zhang Bairen from the side.
"Meet the heavenly master!"
Qixiang Kong Ming walked into the hall and respectfully saluted Zhang Heng.
Looking at the two of them saluting, Zhang Heng looked at Kong Ming. Kong Ming seemed to feel something, he could only raise his head to show a helpless wry smile, and then quickly lowered his head.
"Get up, the gust of wind actually blew the princess of Zhuojun, you are not an outsider, let's not be polite, just sit down!" Zhang Heng motioned for the two to sit down, then looked at Zhuge Liufeng, and at Zhuge Liufeng's The miserable situation, the eyes are full of unbearable: "This is?"
"Heavenly Master, Qixi Festival is here today because I have something to ask for." Qixi Festival stood up and saluted Zhang Heng again.
"You're talking about him!" Zhang Heng looked at Zhuge Liufeng with a pair of eyes, and then said after a while: "It's a domineering method. Your father's supernatural powers are boundless and superior to me. This matter relates to your father. Isn’t it difficult to come to Beitian Master to beg me?"
Qixi sighed when he heard the words, but refused to say more, just lowered his head and said: "Maybe the heavenly master has broken the curse on this person?"