It meowed slowly, as if it was talking to Zhang Moye, as if it was making a condition.

"OK!"

Zhang Moye gritted his teeth and said to the orange cat:

"But there can only be one! I think you don't want to be punished by immortals, right?"

When Zhang Moye mentioned the immortal, the orange cat shrank his head very humanely.

It opened its mouth and took a nauseous position.

The next moment, Zhang Lan, who was covered in strange and stinky mucus, was vomited out.

Hit the ground and splashed dust.

Xihua Gongzi was in a coma.

The clothes on my body were corroded in an unusual way. I don’t know if they were scared or knocked out by some force.

Seeing that Zhang Lan was not hurt except for her miserable image, Zhang Moye and Shen Qiu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"This cat?"

Chen Qiu asked with a strange look.

Zhang Moye waved his hand and said while checking Zhang Lan's safety:

"It is the favorite pet of the immortal family, you can understand it as the sealed demon king.

The crack that splits the Taihang Mountains was bitten out of it. It bragged to me that the people from the Taihang Immortal Sect provoked it, so it ruined our world.

It was the immortal who pinched the world again and punished it to the world for a hundred years.

I can't hear the incredible, but I believe it, otherwise there would be no explanation for many things, but I can talk about this later."

Zhang Moye raised his head and said to Chen Qiu:

"We talk about the topic just now, Jianyu, this thing is the key to all problems. I must confirm that you have the potential to become the Lord of Jianyu so that you can feel at ease to hand it over to you."

"Since you didn't come to take it away, it means I have that potential?"

Chen Qiu touched Jianyu on his wrist, and he said to Zhang Moye:

"Can you explain it? What does it mean to have potential?"

"I'll ask you a question."

Zhang Moye stood up with the cat in his arms, and he said to Chen Qiu:

"Look, Chen Qiu, there are my stories everywhere in the world, and it is so amazing that I have possessed Jian Yu for twenty years, and all the abilities of Jian Yu are open to me.

You can do it now, I can do it. You can do it now, I can do it."

He laughed and said:

"You can guess, among all the things I do with Jianyu, which one is the most proud of me?"

"Achieve the best in the world?"

Chen Qiu said:

"I just heard you talk to Uncle Ren, you said that for a long time, you have been addicted to the world's number one name and cannot extricate yourself.

I think this is probably what makes you most proud of.”

"Well... Actually, that's right."

Zhang Moye frowned and said:

"Before I discovered the secret of Penglai in the twelve years of Zhengning, I became the best in the world in less than ten years.

But since that meaningless reputation was shattered by the tragic reality, I did one thing, that thing is what I am most proud of."

He looked at Chen Qiu, and in the dark, he smiled.

He said:

"That "Jianghu Xinyao" was the first one I created with sword and jade, and my own martial arts.

Although that mental method is ordinary and has no advantages except for its strong applicability, it represents that I finally found the true usage of sword jade.

Before that, all my martial arts were obtained by shattering the souls in the sword jade, and those martial arts were very powerful.

But those are not mine!

Before the Jianghu Xinyao was born, I was just imitating it purely.

After the emergence of the mind method, I truly walked out of my martial arts.

You ask me, what traits do I like about you?

What I like is Chen Qiu, your creativity!"

Zhang Moye pointed to Chen Qiu's heart, and he said:

"Since you created the 'Breaking Clothing Magic Art' yourself, I knew that you are the real master of sword and jade, and you are more worthy of this immortal treasure than me.

What I took twelve years to realize, you will learn without a teacher in less than a year.

Unfortunately, it was just a flash of inspiration.”

Zhang Moye shook his head regretfully, and he patted Shen Qiu's shoulder, and he said:

"After the magical craft of Explosion, you have embarked on my old path. Chen Qiu, I am happy to use sword jade to create more novel things that you have never seen before.

But you still follow the old path of imitation.

You tell me, have you ever thought about creating something new?"

Zhang Moye looked at Chen Qiu and said in a serious tone:

"Have you ever thought that Jianyu gives you the opportunity to try new things countless times without paying any price, which is the greatest magical thing that can stir up the fate and the world?"

"I thought about it."

Chen Qiu replied calmly:

"I did indulge in imitation for a while, and later I realized that copying and imitating martial arts is just the most basic item among the countless magical magic of sword jade, and I am also exploring deeper.

But I don't think imitation is a bad thing.

Any learning and any progress begins with imitation. If you want to create something out of thin air, you must have a foundation, and the process of self-sacrificing and self-destruction is almost unreplicable.

It's a waste of time and energy.

When I learn more and have my own understanding of martial arts, I can create it again and get twice the result with half the effort.”

"Very good, that means you've used it very well."

Zhang Moye looked at the sky and said:

"The immortal did not choose the wrong person, so it would save me a lot of saliva. I will explain to you how to use the sword jade. Then I will ask you again, what do you think of the 'black sand' you saw in the sword jade?"

"Uh, you asked me about this."

Chen Qiu shook his head and said:

"I've been thinking, but there's no answer. I think they should be something very important, but I can't find that kind of secret."

“Those black sand…”

Zhang Moye breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to Dongfang, and he said:

“It’s spiritual energy!

Compressed to pure aura.

It is what the group of madmen in Penglai want the most, and even want to get even if they are willing to destroy the world.

The existence of those black sand spiritual energy is indeed one of the biggest secrets of Jian Yu...

They were not found in the beginning.

You should also know that after an unexpected battle, there will be many useless souls in the sword jade, especially after your martial arts reach a certain level, those useless souls will become more and more.

Your way of handling it should be the same as I did before, throwing them into the edge of the dream and allowing them to blend into the dream. In addition to allowing the sword jade to inspire magic, some of them will turn into black sand and retain it."

He looked back at Chen Qiu and said:

"The black sand in the sword jade is the last trace of me who was back then. I also learned about Penglai's conspiracy that lasted for thousands of years in the process of continuous killing.

Unfortunately, I discovered it too late.

That was already twelve years of Zhengding. There were only more than six years left before the deadline for me to hand over the sword jade to you. Even after that, I still couldn’t eliminate the disaster with the fastest speed.”

Zhang Moye said in a low tone:

"The secret of Penglai is the Wanling Formation.

That is something that if you let it go now, you will completely destroy everything you love, love, hate and hate in the next few years.

You don't know what it is, right?
Chapter completed!