Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

The training in the Zhang family is very brutal, and there is competition, especially the fighting within the inner sect is even more brutal.

But Zhang Qiyuan is an exception. He is completely outside the Zhang family system.

He did not participate in the struggle, his position was unshakable, his bloodline awakened early, and he did not need to go through the horrific training to increase the concentration of his bloodline.

Ever since Zhang Qiyuan participated in a group practice class, that is, practicing in the Zhang family dungeon, he used a Kuixing kick to lift Zongzi Dazhui out, and the remaining Zongzi teacher who was used as a teaching aid did not escape the same fate.

As for those corpse beetles and poisonous insects, Zhang Qiyuan put them all into the space. He thought these little things of the Zhang family were quite unique and good to collect.

Zhang Qiyuan signed in at the dungeon and obtained the [Snake Whisperer] skill, but he did not see any snakes in the dungeon.

This is because Master Zhang doesn't want the dungeon to be ransacked by Zhang Qiyuan, so he wants to get that bastard out of here as soon as possible and never let him in again!

The practical class ended hastily.

And Master Zhang had to report to the higher-ups, asking Xiao Zhang, who was on a mission, to catch some rice dumplings and poisonous insects. All our rice dumpling teachers were dead.

Just continue to cultivate a batch of corpse turtles.

Therefore, Zhang Qiyuan was strictly prohibited from entering the dungeon.

Zhang Qiyuan was also happy to skip classes. Whenever there was a practical class, he would run outside, snatch honey from a blind bear, chat with a poisonous snake, and ride a wild boar through the forest...

If the Zhang family was not on the verge of death, these animals played with by Zhang Qiyuan would definitely run to the Zhang family to seek justice.

The appearance of Zhang Qiyuan disrupted the Wang family's slow plan. One day when Zhang Qiyuan was thirteen years old, the Wang family's territory was invaded by the combined efforts of inside and outside forces.

The Zhang family's already unstable military morale has almost dissipated.

When disaster strikes, everyone flees. The elders all plan to take their own lineage away. The Zhang family is in a state of chaos, and the clan leader has died unexpectedly. Many things that needed to be passed down by the clan leader himself have also been lost.

A corner of Zhang Chang’s belief in longevity collapsed.

Zhang Qiyuan was awakened by the system alarm. When he got dressed and opened the small map, he saw red names all over it.

When I woke up, the house was full of enemies!

Home was stolen!

Although Zhang Qiyuan disliked the Zhang family, it was undeniable that the Zhang family protected this group of immortals and prevented them from being captured and studied by other forces.

"A Yuan, there is a traitor in the Zhang family, and there are enemies outside." Zhang Xiaoguan's face was tense, holding a knife in his hand, looking murderous.

Because there were too many red names, the space unlocked many weapons and even his pets could be released.

Zhang Qiyuan rubbed his hands, a little excited. He glanced at Zhang Xiaoguan: "Xiaoguan, are you angry?"

Zhang Xiaoguan looked at Zhang Qiyuan who suddenly became excited: "Are you not angry?"

Zhang Qiyuan smiled sweetly: "Good and bad are interdependent. After getting through this, there will be a better tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaoguan believed Zhang Qiyuan's words very much: "What should we do next?"

"Let me give you something fun first." Zhang Qiyuan found a good thing and handed Zhang Xiaoguan a handheld cannon. This is an interstellar product, but its power is not very great in the interstellar world. The only advantage is that it has enough ammunition, so it can be taken out and shown off.

Zhang Qiyuan introduced the use of the hand-held cannon barrel, and then said: "Feel the charm of hot weapons."

There were quite a few handheld cannon barrels, so Zhang Qiyuan simply put them into a space ring and gave it to Zhang Xiaoguan. Then the system judged that he had violated the rules and he spat out blood again.

Zhang Qiyuan was somewhat used to spitting blood. He patted Zhang Xiaoguan on the shoulder and said, "Go quickly, young man. I need to drink some blood-replenishing medicine."

He can now vomit blood without spitting it onto his clothes, which shows that his proficiency is improving rapidly.

The Wang family who came to the door found that the Zhang family, who were armed with cold weapons, suddenly each of them had a cannon barrel in their hands, and they threw bombs out like crazy, while making people scream.

The Wang family carefully selected 300 good fighters and spent all their family fortune to get only a few dozen rifles. They never expected that the Zhang family was so wealthy and the cannons had such sufficient firepower that they almost plowed all the land outside the Zhang family's house.

Zhang Xiaoguan distributed the handheld cannons smoothly, especially when he said, "This was given by Yuan. He said we will definitely win."

The elders who had packed up their things and were ready to run away suddenly didn't want to run anymore, and the panicked Xiao Zhangs instantly became excited.

Zhang Qiyuan's identity as a prophet has been certified by the Zhang family, so no one had any doubts. They took over the barrel, formulated a strategy, formed a team and set out to defend the Zhang family and fire the first shot!

While Zhang Xiaoguan was dealing with the thieves outside, Zhang Qiyuan leisurely went out and strolled around the clan territory looking for the famous people. He would crush any one he found to death.

If there were some smart people who could say something that Zhang Qiyuan was interested in, he would knock them unconscious and then have his pet white tiger Axue hold them in the mouth and walk all the way over. Although there was not a river of blood inside the Zhang family, many people died.

The people who were knocked unconscious were carried by Axue in the square. Ahuan, the silver-ringed poisonous snake, lay lazily on the side and watched. If anyone was not obedient, he would flick his tail and make them faint again.

It was almost noon when the battle to defend the Zhang family came to an end.

The captives were guarded by Axue and Ahuan, while the other members of the Zhang family went home to eat. After dinner, one group of Zhang family members dealt with the bodies while another group dealt with the captives.

"I got all the information from the interrogation." Master Zhang, who was in charge of the interrogation, wiped his hands and said, "He's not dead. He's still alive."

Master Zhang, who was sorting out the confessions, nodded: "This time, it can be said that there is no construction without destruction."

The elders of the clan were all looking at the man holding the cannon in admiration. From then on, a large number of cyberpunk hot weapon enthusiasts appeared in the Zhang family. They believed in Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, who could rotate 3,600 times in one breath. They believed that most of the failures were due to insufficient firepower.

Moreover, as the Zhang family expanded, they did not give up their underground business and their military factories flourished, becoming a very reputable and innovative arms dealer in the world.

Ah Huan, who was lying lazily in the square, yawned. Ah Xue, who was snoring beside him, nodded her head. Zhang Qiyuan looked at the panel information of his pet.

Each one is worse than the other.

But I feel relieved when I think that there are no difficult monsters in this world.

Another thing is that Zhang Qiyuan found that he could not take these two pets back, and the system believed that Zhang Qiyuan’s pets also needed some mental treatment.

Zhang Qiyuan looked at the two lazy guys: ...

Even if such a lazy pet has a serious mental illness, how destructive power can it have? It turns out that the old guys at the headquarters are over-controlling it.

Moreover, this snake and this tiger ate a lot, and Zhang Qiyuan could not afford to feed them, so he simply drove these two freeloaders out and made them find food on their own.

However, their size was a bit eye-catching, so we reduced their size and let two of them out to get some fresh air and forage for food.

The Wang family, a group of rats from the gutter, were exposed to the Zhang family this time. Both Master Zhang and the little Zhangs felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten shit.

After being learned, imitated, and replaced for thousands of years, the Zhang family has not noticed anything, and the patriarch was also killed by these rats.

The Zhang family carried out a purge within the family and then called back the clan members who were working outside to carry out another purge.

The major blood transfusion was very painful. In order to ease the pain, Zhang Qiyuan proposed to hold a sacrifice, and these traitors were the best sacrifices.

As a former god, Zhang Qiyuan is very good at performing sacrifices.

As the gatekeeper of the bronze gate, the Zhang family is an ancient family that has been passed down for thousands of years and has its own set of sacrifices, but this does not include the process of sacrificing traitors.

Therefore, Master Zhang of the Zhang family thought of their own ill-fated ancestral hall and decided to offer some tributes to the ancestral hall to calm its nerves.

The bronze mother bell was also brought out. After all, it was a sacrifice at home, so it couldn't be too bloody or difficult to clean. The illusion of the bronze bell was very useful and could easily evoke the greatest fear in people's hearts.

Extreme emotions are the best sacrifice to the gods.

Terror, love, hate, any emotion, it's fine.

It’s just that people like to take shortcuts and like to use sacrifices to intimidate and win over people’s hearts. Bloody sacrificial rituals have always been the easiest to accomplish.

However, the gods worshipped in this way can easily be polluted and become evil gods.

All the sacrifices in this world are of this kind of evil sacrifices.

Zhang Qiyuan stood aside and watched the ceremony, his thoughts a little vague, this strange world, if he had the chance, he would go and see this world consciousness in person and ask what was going on.

Sign in silently in your mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for signing in successfully and receiving a stick of incense from the gods."

Incense to the gods?

It’s quite interesting. It seems that there are gods in this world, and the sacrifice just now seemed to have been sensed by the gods.

The incense for the gods is a dark green incense stick that is as thick as a finger. When it is lit, it can provide delicious offerings to the gods and gain their attention.

Tsk, what would happen if I paid tribute to myself?

Zhang Qiyuan was very interested, but did not seek an answer immediately. He always had a feeling that this incense might come in handy in the future.