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A flash of light flashed, and Zhang Yang asked:

"Digital camera? What's that?"

"You don't even know this?" Chu Tianxing was a little surprised:

"Although household use has only been popularized in the past two years, digital cameras have been around for many years. Now many photographers use digital cameras, so they can take endless pictures. By the way, Zhang Yang, you are a bit out of touch with society. Bar?"

Zhang Yang blushed a little, but said in a firm tone:

"I focus on martial arts and have nothing else to do. How can I be distracted so much by chores like you?"

Chu Tianxing said strangely:

"Aren't you still playing online games?"

"I only play for two hours a day at most..."

"The current online games are all about leveling up and killing monsters to get dungeons. Is two hours enough?"

"It's not enough, but I can ask for power leveling!"

"Hey, you still know how to ask for power leveling?"

"I'll go, do you really think I'm a primitive man?"

"Ha ha……"

Just chatting all the way to Yuquan Mountain, Xiaoling parked the car in the parking lot, and took Chu Tianxing, Zhang Yang, and the tightly wrapped Hingdeng Yekong to Jianzun's villa.

Seeing Xiaoling walking fast in front of him, Zhang Yang couldn't help whispering:

"This little sister Ling looks powerless, how can she run so fast?"

Chu Tianxing said nonsense without changing his face:

"Oh, Miss Xiao Ling is practicing ancient martial arts."

"What ancient martial arts?"

"It is a mysterious style of martial arts before the recovery of spiritual energy, when everyone is unable to refine their internal strength. It has levels of distinct strength, dark strength, transformation strength, Dan strength, strong strength, and immortality. See you at the highest level. God is not bad, and has the ability to grasp iron into clay, breathe out into arrows, and drop water to shatter porcelain."

"That's nothing, we also have this kind of method! It's even more powerful."

"Well, but the ancient martial arts style can be transferred to the immortal style..."

"What is Human Immortal Flow?"

"A kind of martial art passed down from other worlds. When cultivated to the highest level, it can be transformed into ever-changing, reborn with a drop of blood, and immortal. The body can fly away from the galaxy in the universe, smash the void with one punch, punch out wormholes, and travel to other worlds... It's not detailed here. Having said that, when I have free time in the future, I may write a book and talk about this Immortal Stream in detail..."

"You made this up now, right?"

"Hehe, believe it or not."

After some chatting, Jianzun Villa is already in sight.

The three of them followed Xiao Ling into the villa, and went straight to the main house of the villa where Master Jian lived.

Jian Zun was waiting while reading a book in the main hall of the villa. When he saw three people coming in, he put down the book before waiting for the three people to worship, got up and said:

"Time is a bit tight, so there is no need to be more polite. Chu Tianxing, Hyoudou Shinbei, you come with me. Zhang Yang, you stay here."

Chu Tianxing and Bing Teng hurriedly followed Jian Zun and followed her to the side hall.

Zhang Yang was a little aggrieved, and asked Xiao Ling:

"Why do you just leave me here? The disciples of Ba Boxing Gym have no human rights!

"I'm not Li Tai, and I haven't done anything bad, so why treat me differently?"

Xiao Ling said blankly:

"Xinbingwei Hyoudou was attacked the day before yesterday and suffered heavy injuries. Chu Tianxing rescued him, but his injuries are not fully healed yet. Master Jian wants to personally heal his injuries so that he will not be unable to perform during the martial arts competition."

Not only to help Hyoudou Yazora heal her wounds, but also to help her quickly recover the magic item of disguise, so that she can transform into "Houdou Shinbei" again.However, there is no need to explain this to Zhang Yang.

"Oh, so that's what it is."

Only then did Zhang Yang regain his mental balance, and asked curiously when he was done:

"Xinbei Hyoudou is said to have a record of defeating the bottom grandmaster. With his martial arts, how could he be attacked and seriously injured?"

"Sneak attack." Xiao Ling said indifferently: "If it were you, if you suffered the same sneak attack, you would still be seriously injured."

"What about Chu Tianxing?"

"He won't be hurt."

"why?"

"No reason, it just won't hurt."

"Miss Xiaoling, you really think highly of him, don't you?"

"..." Xiao Ling folded her arms around her chest, not bothering to talk about it.

"Miss Ling, Chu Tianxing said that you are practicing ancient martial arts, such as Ming Jin, Dark Jin, Hua Jin, Dan Jin, Gang Jin, and God's Immortality... Well, my brother is naturally good at martial arts, I don't know Miss Ling. Can you tell me about this ancient martial arts with me? Of course, I don’t want to find out about your martial arts inheritance, Miss Ling, I’m just out of curiosity, Miss Ling, you can just talk about some general theories.”

"..."

Xiao Ling stared straight at Zhang Yang, with a rare look of idiot in his eyes that had never had any emotion.

Zhang Yang and her stared at each other for a while, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, avoided looking at her, and smiled embarrassingly:

"I just said it casually, Miss Xiao Ling, don't take it to heart... Well, what, I'll just sit around by myself, Miss Xiao Ling, you don't need to greet me."

Xiaoling couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a flat tone:

"I didn't intend to greet you either."

"Hehe, hehe..."

After waiting for less than 15 minutes, Sword Master Xingyu and Chu Tianxing came out one after the other.

Putting on a black samurai uniform, Hyoudou Yekong also came out behind Chu Tianxing. His injuries had already healed, and he returned to the image of a young man with long hair and shawl. Although he looked weak, he didn't have any feminine characteristics.

After coming out, Sword Master didn't talk nonsense, and nodded slightly to Zhang Yang: