Prehistoric: Across The Country

Seeing this, Yang Sen lost his nerve, and before running away, the next person whose head fell to the ground would be himself, Yang Sen ignored the severe pain in his head, stood up quickly, and ran away quickly.

Seeing that Yang Sen ran away, Hong Lei wanted to catch up quickly, but he didn't expect that the spear pierced his right chest so deeply that blood was already oozing out.

If he didn't stop the bleeding in time, and continued to exercise vigorously, the consequences of tearing the wound would be unimaginable, so Hong Lei couldn't care about other things, and hurried back to the dojo where he was practicing.

He first carefully pulled out the gun stuck in his right chest, and then applied some herbal medicine he had hoarded before to his wound to prevent the wound from getting worse and infected.

Hong Lei immediately practiced kung fu, intending to use his vitality to heal his injuries, but now he has a drop of blood essence from the quasi-sage and powerful ancestor dragon, which can be used for both practicing kung fu and healing.

So Hong Lei closed the dojo tightly, intending to refine the essence and blood of the ancestral dragon, and when the refining is completed, he can be promoted to the golden fairy realm.

After Yang Sen escaped, he thought about it for a long time, and he didn't dare to go back to talk to his master, because Master Tongtian only valued the level of martial arts cultivation, if he found out, he would probably scold them, and they couldn't beat any of the four.

There was no other way, Yang Sen had no choice but to go back and find another rescuer. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

Here, Hong Lei is practicing quietly, and really wants to make his martial arts more powerful, so that maybe Yuanshi Tianzun can look at me with admiration and make a name for himself in Kunlun Mountain

The four seasons outside the dojo changed, and the disciples of Kunlun Mountain changed one batch after another. Finally, five hundred years later, Hong Lei finally refined the blood of the Zulong.

Staying on this mountain every day and being isolated from the world is not an option. If you want to improve your martial arts, you have to step out of your comfort zone and compete with outsiders with strong martial arts skills.

Hong Lei decided to return to the teaching organization, and make friends with people who practice martial arts all over the world, so that his vision and martial arts can be further improved.

After thinking about it, Hong Lei walked towards the palace to see what changes had taken place in this world.

Walking outside the palace, he found many disciples of Chanjiao, so Hong Lei mustered up the courage to go up to talk to them. The other disciples had never seen this person before, so they looked puzzled.

"Who are you? This is for teaching, not a place where waste materials come and go."

"No, I am also a disciple of Chanjiao, but I practice on the mountain all day long, and I have never been with other disciples.

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"Then where were you born? Where are your parents in your family?"

Seeing this, Hong Lei was a little puzzled. He obviously came here to practice together. What about Guan's background? What about Guan's parents' official positions?

"I'm just a grassroots member of the dragon clan, without father or mother."

"It turns out that he is an orphan, and his family has no power or authority. Why do you come here? You are so poor. If you are not good at martial arts, don't lose our face in teaching!

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Hong Lei saw that the disciples were rich and unreasonable, so he thought it would be better to practice alone.

"We are all here to practice martial arts. In the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun, everyone is the same. Why do you have to trample on other people's birth and parents when you practice martial arts? Could it be that you are inferior in other aspects, and you are a sour chicken here?"

Hong Lei didn't expect that someone would stand up and speak up for him, Hong Lei gave that person a thankful look, and that person walked to Hong Lei's side without avoiding suspicion.

Holding Hong Lei's hand, he said, "My name is Yun Zhongzi, to what level have you cultivated yourself?"

Hong Lei nodded, and responded politely: "My servant, Hong Lei, has cultivated to the Golden Immortal Realm."