What? Let me find a fairy to be my wife

This discovery gave Zhang Yu some comfort.

When Zhang Yu flew out of the deep pit of forty to fifty meters, he was so tired that his head was covered with sweat, and every centimeter he rose was extremely tiring.

By the time he flew out of the pit, forty or fifty minutes had already passed.

The whole person was obviously exhausted and wanted to lie down and rest, but he did not dare to put down the black sword in his hand. He dragged the black sword's body with both hands and moved slowly.

When the tip of the black sword is placed on the ground.

Just touched the next second.

"Boom!" There was a sound, and the ground shattered.

A crack a hundred meters long appeared.

Everyone looked at the scene with the young master and felt heartbroken and wanted to laugh at the profuse sweat on his forehead.

Zhang Yu saw that he just gently released the black sword, and the surrounding area collapsed, and tears gathered in his eyes.

This is such a rip-off!

If when he went to see Yi'er, he lay down with her and turned over subconsciously, then the black sword would not hit her and vomit blood.

If this person had a lower level of cultivation, he would be killed by his own sword.

Zhang Yu could feel that he would be very painful in the coming days.

He was so tired now that he was soaked all over.

Heilin slowly flew in front of Zhang Yu and shouted to Zhang Yu: "Master!"

Zhang Yu took a deep breath, held the black sword in both hands and looked at Hei Lin and said, "Can we discuss taking the sword away from my hand?"

Hei Lin shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't control the black sword from leaving your hand. This is the black sword's own choice."

Zhang Yu grinned when he heard this, looked at Hei Lin and said in a consulting tone again: "What if I want to go to the toilet and pee?"

The other immortals were shocked by Zhang Yu's unsurprising words.

The scene of lifting a weight of nearly 900,000 kilograms and peeing is so beautiful that I can't even imagine it.

Zhang Yu looked at Hei Lin with a gradually sad expression and said, 'Is it really impossible to take it down?'

Hei Lin nodded, which directly plunged Zhang Yu into despair. Hei Lin's expression said that she could not control the black sword from leaving her hand at all, unless she directly chopped off or mastered the black sword.

Hei Lin looked at Zhang Yu and said, "You can only rely on yourself, Master."

"This is the process that Black Sword must go through to recognize its master."

Zhang Yu suddenly wondered if the previous owners of Black Sword were successful?

He asked, looking at Hei Lin.

In the end, Hei Lin only got one sentence and died.

Zhang Yu was stunned when he heard this. All the people who used this black sword were dead, so would he also...

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu quickly shook his head, he would not die.

Looking at the black sword in his hand, Zhang Yu tried to put the black sword on the ground again. Otherwise, if he kept lifting it like this, he would be exhausted by the black sword.

When he carefully moved the black sword bit by bit with all his strength, he accidentally failed to control his strength and the black sword hit the ground again.

"Boom!" The ground was shattered, and all the immortals were frightened and shouted: "Young Master, you'd better hold it up!"

"If you put it down, this fairy world will be destroyed." Countless immortal gods watched the young master try to put down the black sword every time, but the power was not controlled well. As soon as he put it down, the ground was directly smashed by the huge force of the black sword.

Jian Laosan looked at the Immortal Weapon Mansion where he had stayed for countless years, and I was afraid it would be destroyed if the young master came here a few times.

He also said a little embarrassedly: "Sir, why don't you just hold it up!"

These words were like the last straw for Zhang Yu. He looked at Jian Lao San and said: "San Lao San, can you bear to watch me lift a black sword weighing more than one million kilograms and die from exhaustion? "

"Sir, I can't bear it!"

"But I can't bear the destruction of the Immortal Weapon Mansion at the hands of Young Master!" Jian Laosan looked at Zhang Yu with a lot of apologies in his eyes.

After hearing this, Zhang Yu shook his head and did not dwell too much on this issue.

But I won’t put the black sword down anymore.

He had to keep holding the black sword with all his strength. With a sad face, he looked around at the hundreds of immortals and said: "Everyone, please help me."

"If I keep holding this black sword up, I will be beaten to death by it."

All the immortals laughed when they heard the young master's words.

One by one, they looked at the young master and said, "Sir, please forgive me for being unable to help."

"In order to avoid seeing the young master's pain, and since we can't share the pain, we decided to take the first step."

"As long as we can't see the young master in pain, the happy image of the young master will always be in our hearts."

"I really thank you!" Zhang Yu said looking at the immortals walking away.

In the distance, the immortal who walked away heard the reply: "Young master, there is no need to thank you, it is all what we should do."

Zhang Yu looked at the immortals who were talking not far away. They were the Eight Immortals Lu Dongbin and others.

Tieguai Li looked at Zhang Yu, pointed at his legs and said, "Master, please forgive me for seeing this, it hurts in my heart."

"If it weren't for Lao Li's lame leg, Lao Jun said that I don't want to do any rough work, and I can get better with more rest."

"I'm here to help you share the 10,000 pounds."

After hearing this, Zhang Yu forced out a smile that was uglier than crying and said to Tieguai Li: "I have to thank you."

Tieguai Li waved his hand: "Young Master, you are serious in your words. You don't need to thank me. You don't need to thank me."

"Lao Li, I want to follow the doctor's advice and recover as soon as possible."

Zhang Yu wanted to curse when he heard it. Shen Te Miao followed the doctor's advice. Who doesn't know that your leg has been lame for tens of thousands of years.

Finally, the eight immortals left, and most of the other immortals also ran away because they were afraid that the young master would ask them for help.

After all, this is 700,000 tons, more than 1.3 million kilograms.

Whoever can help them can't even lift the sword. Not only is it embarrassing, but it would be extremely embarrassing if they were pressed down by the black sword and vomited blood.

Zhang Yu kept cursing. When these immortals were watching the show, they would run very fast when it was good for them. Once they needed help, they would run faster than anyone else.

Zhang Yu moved his eyes to Nezha, and Nezha suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He stepped back slightly with his little feet, trying to find an opportunity to escape, but he just took a step back.

He didn't even have time to leave. Next to him, his father Li Jing, the King of Pagoda, just rubbed oil on his soles and ran away.

All the gods knew that these more than one million kilograms were beyond their ability to help. If they had to help, they would probably be exhausted.

There are old ones above and young ones below. The young master is still young, so let him do it first!

"Brother Nezha!" Zhang Yu called out to stop Nezha and wanted to run away.

When Nezha heard the young master's words, he followed the young master's gaze and looked at him.

Showing eight teeth, he smiled at Zhang Yu and said, "Sir, what do you want from me?"

At this time, the Jade Emperor also spoke at the right time: "Since Mr. Nezha has called you for something, please stay here. I am busy with official duties and need to go back to handle the affairs."