The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Time passed slowly.

An hour later, he slowly opened his eyes, his expression neither sad nor happy.

He gently patted the storage ring hanging on his chest, and a miniature blue snake flew up and quietly floated in the air.

Zhan Nianchuan slowly circulated the demon power in his body and began to comprehend the demon clan's technique "Weak Water Three Thousand".

He had high expectations for this demon clan technique of unknown level that Bodhi Tree insisted on him practicing.

Three days later, his motionless body began to emit blue light.

Ten days later, the room was filled with water vapor, and there was a faint sound of waves.

Zhan Nianchuan was immersed in the profound artistic conception of the demon clan's supreme technique "Weak Water Three Thousand". His breathing became long and even, and every breath seemed to resonate with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The blue light surrounding his body became more and more intense, like the faint light in the deep sea, both mysterious and profound.

Fifteen days later, the mini blue snake suspended in the air gradually released pure energy, which turned into white airflows, gently wrapped around Zhan Nianchuan, and slowly penetrated into his body.

Refining the demon baby!

The demon baby of the demon baby realm powerhouse naturally contains extremely strong energy and demon power, and Weak Water Three Thousand is definitely the top practice in the demon clan.

With the in-depth comprehension of the "Weak Water Three Thousand" practice, the demon essence absorbed by Zhan Nianchuan began to experience an unprecedented transformation.

This power rushed through his meridians, like rivers converging into the sea, and finally gathered at the bottom of the dantian, forming a more condensed and profound demon power vortex.

The energy of the demon baby and the practice of "Weak Water Three Thousand" are perfectly integrated, which not only greatly enhances Zhan Nianchuan's demon power cultivation, but also makes his demon power contain the characteristics of weak water power-both gentle and lingering, and indestructible.

As time went by, the blue light surrounding Zhan Nianchuan gradually converged, and finally condensed into a circle of light, as if substantial, aqua blue halo, surrounding his body, which was not only a symbol of his improved cultivation, but also a sign of the initial success of the "Weak Water Three Thousand" technique.

At this time, the demon baby suspended in the air had become slightly smaller.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, which was the confidence and calmness after a deeper understanding of power.

He exhaled lightly, and the breath turned into a fine stream of water, winding and circling in the air, and finally dissipated into nothingness, showing his delicate and precise control of the power of weak water.

"Is this the true power of "Weak Water Three Thousand"? "

Zhan Nianchuan secretly marveled in his heart. He could feel that the connection between him and the water element between heaven and earth became closer, as if he was a drop of water in the vast ocean, which could go with the flow and overturn the sea.

He stood up, and as he moved, his body seemed to be surrounded by water, his movements were smooth and elegant, with an indescribable sense of rhythm.

He strode out of the quiet room, and his heart was filled with infinite pride. He secretly vowed to continue to work hard to practice, improve his strength as soon as possible, and practice to the late stage of Tongming within ten years, so as to stir up a storm again in the Endless Sea.

Then his expression moved, revealing a trace of joy.

"Sister Meng has arrived, and she came quite quickly."

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Gan Weiwei's cave.

The atmosphere at this time was a bit weird.

Meng Tingke's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she looked up and down at the woman in front of her who was wearing a purple dress, with a plump figure, and exuding an indescribable charm and noble aura.

Opposite her, Gan Weiwei also had a phoenix eye, sweeping from Meng Tingke's tall and beautiful, curvy figure and delicate white face one by one, and sighed in her heart that she was indeed a rare beauty among millions of people.

In her opinion, only Leng Bingqing and Tong Xi can compare to such a beautiful woman, whose every frown and smile is so charming. Even Liu Yandan, who is so beautiful that she is the most beautiful woman in the world, is slightly inferior.

She deserves the title of the most beautiful woman in Cangzhou!

Wang Yan, who was standing aside, looked at the two people with their chests and hair raised, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Junior Brother Zhan is simply invincible in the battlefield and the love field. He has done nothing at all, but he can attract countless beautiful women to fight for him, and he has no regrets.

Alas, it's a pity for Sister Tong.

Wang Yan sighed in her heart, and Gan Weiwei, who was standing aside, also felt that her behavior was a bit out of control after a fight between the open and the cover.

So she smiled, opened her red lips, and was about to greet her warmly, when she saw the woman opposite her smile:

"But Sister Wang Yan?"

Gan Weiwei and Wang Yan were both stunned and looked at each other quickly.

"How can my sister know my sister?" Gan Weiwei had an intoxicating smile on her lips.

"Because of this," Meng Tingke said with a smile as she took out the Sky Chain Array Plate, "I often mention Sister Wang and asked me to contact her more often. I always thought that my sister must be a stunning beauty. Today, I saw that she is indeed big and beautiful."

Wang Yan was a little embarrassed and wanted to speak after a light cough.

"My sister is a great beauty," Gan Weiwei emphasized the big words. She felt uncomfortable with Meng Tingke's delicate voice calling her younger brother, and said sarcastically: "Nianchuan has returned to Qingzhou and still misses my sister. He asked you to be the general manager of the Chamber of Commerce and let us supervise and control."

"Supervision and control? He doesn't trust me so much? I'll go find him!" Meng Tingke was furious when she heard it, and turned around to leave.

Then she almost bumped into Zhan Nianchuan who entered the cave.

"Sister Meng, why are you leaving just after arriving?" Zhan Nianchuan greeted with a smile.

Looking at the smile on his face, Meng Tingke's anger melted quickly like snowflakes being irradiated by the sun, but her pretty face was still frosty, and she snorted coldly: "Why did you ask me to come if you don't trust me?"

"Don't trust you?" Zhan Nianchuan felt puzzled, and looked at Gan Weiwei who was a little unnatural and Wang Yan who spread her hands to show that it had nothing to do with me.

"Your Senior Sister Wang said that you asked her to supervise and control me. Isn't this obviously not trusting me? I came all the way to help you in vain." Meng Tingke's eyes turned red, and she looked very aggrieved.

Wang Yan and Gan Weiwei looked at her tearful and pitiful appearance, and they all shouted in their hearts that she was a monster, secretly cursing Zhan Nianchuan where he found such a coquettish hoof, beautiful and unruly, and there must be a lot of trouble in the future.

"How can this be called supervision and control? This is called help and support, right, Senior Sister Wang." Zhan Nianchuan winked at Wang Yan secretly.

Wang Yan was so embarrassed that she could only force a smile.

"She...she is Wang Yan?" Meng Tingke was stunned when she saw the ordinary-looking, flat-bodied young woman with a pair of unusually bright eyes.

"Of course." Zhan Nianchuan was a little puzzled.

"Then...who is she?" Meng Tingke looked at Gan Weiwei, who was also embarrassed.

"You mean Sister Wei? She is the leader of Xuantian Sect and the current leader of Tianjue Sect. In the future, most of our chamber of commerce's elixirs and magic tools will come from the Dan Palace and the Refining Hall managed by her." Zhan Nianchuan introduced.

After the voice fell, the room became silent.