I stack buffs in a weird world!

While waiting for his master, Master Guchuan, Zhang Yang was not idle, except for the necessary practice.

He began to get involved in various affairs of the Discipline Hall.

Especially with the patrol team in charge of Wen Mo, they were very familiar with each other.

And Luo Moduo took him to some gatherings from time to time, and his social circle in the entire Medicine King Hall began to expand.

Not knowing all of them, but now basically there are senior brothers in every hall.

Finally, after more than ten days, Master Guchuan returned to the Discipline Hall.

"Master!"

Knowing that Master Guchuan had returned, Zhang Yang rushed to see him without stopping.

"Hmm? Not bad, he has completed the sixth realm.

Counting the days, it took almost four months to complete the sixth realm, a little slower than your senior brother."

Master Guchuan stroked his long beard and praised.

Zhang Yang smacked his lips when he heard this, it seems that Senior Brother Fu Su is the real demon.

His nose moved slightly, smelling a slightly sweet smell of blood, "Master, you...are you injured?"

Zhang Yang's expression froze, and he looked at Master Guchuan with a worried look.

He didn't expect that his master, who was so powerful, was actually injured. What on earth did he do?

"Hehe...just a few minor injuries."

He took out a round ball, in which a mist-like creature was sealed, revealing a hideous face from time to time.

Zhang Yang felt his hair stand on end, and a sense of threat of death surged into his heart.

'Just a glance can make my sixth sense react. '

"Master, this is..."

Master Guchuan smiled, "The origin of the same level of demon as me, it was because of catching this thing that I got a little injured."

Zhang Yang looked at his master speechlessly, he suspected that his master was in Versailles.

Taking down a demon of the same level, he was only slightly injured.

"By the way, you are now perfect, it's time to obtain the Pisarchi fruit position."

Master Guchuan put away the Heavenly Demon Origin in his hand and said softly.

Zhang Yang's head was pounding like garlic, and the master finally remembered this.

"Well, it's just right that we have time now, let's go now."

Master Guchuan didn't wait for Zhang Yang to react, and flew him towards the direction of Hall No. 7.

"Master, why do you distribute these Halls in different places?"

Zhang Yang looked at the forest full of yellow leaves under his feet curiously.

The distance between Hall No. 1 and Hall No. 7 is very different, and they are even on different mountains.

He didn't understand the meaning.

"Hehe... If they are close, even if there is a sealing formation, the Buddha blood in the pool will gather together and form a Zen nightmare.

By then, even if the Bo Bodhisattva Realm comes, it will not be suppressed."

Master Guchuan explained patiently.

"Zen Nightmare?"

"Well, a creature born from Buddha's blood, similar to the demon, with only pure evil thoughts, born only for killing."

Master Guchuan's eyes were out of focus, as if he remembered something.

Zhang Yang nodded slightly, it seems that Yaowang Hall had suffered from this so-called Zen Nightmare before.

"Okay, this has nothing to do with you.

The most important thing for you now is to obtain the Pisacchi fruit position."

Master Guchuan smiled.

He was quite satisfied with the speed of his apprentice's cultivation.

Although the power of his own lineage is not bad, it is difficult to practice and master.

The second and third apprentices had given up halfway, and now the fourth apprentice has succeeded, he is naturally very happy.

"We're here!"

Not long after, the two landed in front of a slightly old hall.

This place is different from others. It seems that no one has come here for a long time. The fallen leaves on the ground are not cleaned up, and there is no one to guard it.

Master Guchuan stroked his sleeves, and a strong wind appeared out of nowhere, sweeping the fallen leaves away.

He pinched a spell in his hand, and the door of Hall No. 7 slowly opened.

As if knowing Zhang Yang's doubts, Master Guchuan explained: "Without my cultivation, Hall No. 7 cannot be opened at all."

Zhang Yang nodded. No wonder the eldest brother said that he had to wait for the master to come back.

He followed his master, Master Guchuan, into Hall No. 7.

Hall No. 7 is roughly the same as Hall No. 8, but the pool water is obviously not that big, and it looks like the size of a luxury bath.

However, the golden pool water is more concentrated, and the gas rising from the pool water is constantly changing and forming, forming a series of ferocious faces.

Zhang Yang smacked his lips, "Master, this pool No. 7, why does it look so..."

That word doesn't seem to be used here.

Master Guchuan looked at him with amusement, "What can't be said about this? Evil, right?"

Zhang Yang nodded silently.

"What do you think the fruit position is? How did the fruit position come from?

Hehe... This fruit position was originally gnawed away by the ancestors of my Medicine King Hall from the thirty-two veins of the divine way and the seventy-three paths of the demons.

This fruit position comes from the branch of the heavenly way. Those who have achieved the fruit position can be nourished by the energy of heaven and earth."Nourished, enjoying the essence of the sun and the moon, being the darling of heaven and earth."

Master Guchuan explained with a smile.

"Ah..." Zhang Yang was shocked. It turned out that this fruit position did not appear out of thin air, but was taken from the gods and demons by the ancestors of the Medicine King Hall.

It is indeed a big sect, and the foundation is not ordinary strong.

"Master, is it... that strong?"

Zhang Yang was a little uncertain.

"Of course, the higher the fruit position, the more love from heaven and earth you receive. The Pisar Realm... well... it's okay."

Master Guchuan considered his words, after all, he also came from Pisar.

The blessing of the fruit position in this realm is not great, it can only be said that it is better than nothing.

But the further you go, the greater the blessing. Now he has reached the fruit position of Gu Guanyin, and he can be said to be invincible in the same level battle.

"Okay, don't be too ambitious. Go in..."

Master Guchuan gently tapped Zhang Yang on the back.

Zhang Yang was thrown into the golden pool.

The golden pool, which was already turbulent, suddenly rolled violently as if it was boiling.

Accompanied by the sound of "gurgling", streams of white steam rose from the pool and quickly spread, twisting and deforming in the air, as if they had life.

In the blink of an eye, the gas had transformed into various strange monsters. Some had sharp fangs and sharp claws; some were strong, but had Some of them have slender and flexible tails; others are covered with hard scales, flashing a frightening light.

Zhang Yang smiled, and his fruit position was just as his master said, taken from gods and demons...

The low roars shook the air around him slightly.

These monsters transformed from gas seemed to have smelled the scent of prey, and they all locked their eyes on Zhang Yang not far away.

Then, they ran towards Zhang Yang at an astonishing speed, with a fierce momentum!

Zhang Yang sneered, "In this case, then... come on!"

Instantly, the skin on his body began to glow with golden spots, and a pair of fists collided with each other, making a sound of metal collision.

He wanted to blow these ghosts up alive!

"Clang clang..."

The sharp claws of the gas monster slashed across Zhang Yang's body, and sparks were actually rubbed...