Chapter 285 Zhang Buku Becomes a Disciple

Seeing that Thief Wuxing was willing to teach his disciples magic, Gu An was secretly satisfied. This guy knew how to behave and was more sensible than Nine-Fingered God.

As there were more disciples in Medicine Valley, the distance between Gu An and them became greater and greater. Although they were master and disciple in name, they were not in reality. Even so, Gu An hoped that they could live a better life and get more opportunities to cultivate immortality.

Thief Wuxing took action immediately, saw Gu An along the way, and greeted him.

After they walked away, Gu An came to the chess table, looked at Nine-Fingered Divine Lord, and said with a smile: "Shall we play a game?"

The Nine-Fingered Divine Lord snorted, "If you don't come, go find him if you can."

"Forget it. I feel like he's very strong. I'm not sure I'll win, so I can't open the bet easily."

"What do you mean, you have it for me?"

"Have I ever lost to you?"

"you……"

The Nine-Fingered God was so angry that he wanted to slam the table, but when he saw Gu An's smiling face, he immediately realized that Gu An was deliberately trying to make him angry.

Gu An then asked, "By the way, you've been back for so long, where's Chu Jingfeng? Do you ignore him?"

The Nine-Fingered Divine Lord replied, "Don't worry, he is fine and is in seclusion. When he comes back, you will have to look up to him."

When he thought about Gu An being surpassed by his disciples and even becoming people from two different worlds, he suddenly felt happy again.

Gu An said with emotion: "If that's true, that would be great. I have no hope of becoming an immortal anyway. If he can become an immortal, then I will have known an immortal and have no regrets in this life."

The Nine-Fingered God really wanted to say that he was an immortal, but when he saw Gu An's expression, he couldn't help feeling ashamed.

What's wrong with me? Why am I so petty?

Gu An noticed the change in his eyes and cursed inwardly, "Old man, you still want to irritate me? Look at me retreating to advance."

The Nine-Fingered God began to talk about the sect that Chu Jingfeng belonged to. He sent Chu Jingfeng to a sect overseas. Although that sect was not as good as the Xinghai Sect, it was stronger than the Taixuan Sect.

Gu An listened to him talk about things at sea with great interest.

It was almost evening when Gu An returned to the attic.

These days, he found that more and more immortals came back, most of them were near the Broken Sea Rift, and it was obvious that a war was brewing.

He sat on the chair, his mind moved, and his spirit left his body.

Xiaoyao Yuanxian can make it impossible for living beings to spy on or touch him, and Miaofa Lingxian can also make it impossible for Xiaoyao Yuanxian to see him.

Gu An quickly dived into the Broken Sea rift. Along the way, he saw more fighting figures than before, and there were battles in almost every part of the world.

He stepped into the largest world, which was where the master of the magical world was hiding.

At this moment, the Lord of the Divine Realm did not fight, but the aura of another free and easy immortal was still permeating the heaven and earth, and the other party had already left.

Gu An landed in front of a cave. It was dark inside and there was a faint sound of wind.

He stepped into the cave silently, and the wind passed through his magical soul without any hindrance.

After passing through the winding tunnel, he came to a cave chamber. Zhang Buku, who had transformed into a magical vengeful ghost, was sitting in meditation on an open ground with an axe placed on his legs. The axe was not a magic weapon, but an object condensed from magical power.

Zhang Buku closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was in agony.

Although he still retains his original soul consciousness, he is constantly suffering from the erosion of the supernatural power, because the supernatural power will autonomously devour the soul, which is a process that even the master of the supernatural world cannot reverse.

Gu An looked at his painful expression and couldn't help but sigh.

If Senior Brother Zhang saw this, how sad would he be?

Gu An transformed himself into a sparrow and landed on the rock next to him.

He chirped softly, and Zhang Buku subconsciously opened his eyes. When he saw the sparrow he had transformed into, Zhang Buku was stunned.

"yes……"

Zhang Buku showed a look of surprise. Just as he opened his mouth, he saw Sparrow flapping its wings in a humane manner, signaling him not to speak.

Zhang Buku immediately understood, but his eyes were still excited.

Although he didn't know the origin of the sparrow, he was very grateful to it.

When he was about to die, it guided him to find a cave, where he took the magic pill and learned a peerless axe technique.

He had always fantasized about this sparrow, but he never expected to see it here.

At this moment, Zhang Buku felt very happy. No matter where the sparrow came from, someone had always cared about him. How could he not be happy? The sparrow suddenly flew towards him, and he did not avoid it.

Then he felt a peck on his forehead, and a large number of memories penetrated into his mind, making him dazed.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

When Zhang Buku regained consciousness, a large amount of memories of his practice of supernatural powers appeared in his mind.

"Infinite Freedom Step..."

Zhang Buku muttered to himself. Just by looking back at that magical power, he could feel how profound it was.

It was just right, he could practice his supernatural powers to divert the pain from his body.

In the words of the Lord of the Supernatural Realm, he must get used to the erosion of supernatural powers, otherwise he will sooner or later become a real supernatural vengeful ghost.

Perhaps, Sparrow wanted to help him in this way.

Zhang Buku felt warm in his heart and suddenly felt that the pain in his body was nothing.

How many people died in the magical world and turned into magical ghosts? How could he not be happy that he still had a chance? "I have to practice well and get out as soon as possible, so that Li Ya won't worry about me. And Uncle Gu, if I stay here for hundreds or even thousands of years, won't I be able to see Uncle Gu for the last time in this life?" Zhang Buku thought about it and felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

He always felt that Uncle Gu was no ordinary man and might be hiding his skills. But no matter how much he hid it, Uncle Gu was younger than Li Ya and couldn't be so strong as to far surpass Li Ya. Moreover, Li Ya also had an opportunity like the Shenyi City.

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Zhang Buku stood up and began to practice the Wuji Zizai Bu.

He moved around in the cave, changing his steps, gradually forgetting time and his own pain, but because he was practicing, his will became exceptionally clear.

In a blink of an eye, two years passed quickly.

Zhang Buku was still practicing the Wuji Zizai Bu in the cave without rest. For him, practicing supernatural powers was not tiring. Instead, he gradually found a way to resist the supernatural power.

He was awakened by the sound of footsteps coming from the cave.

He turned his head and saw the Lord of the Divine World slowly walking into the cave.

Zhang Buku had seen him before, so he was not afraid, but just looked at him warily.

The Lord of the Divine Realm looked at him and said, "The magical power you have cultivated is extraordinary and has great fortune. If you practice well, your achievements in the future will surely be extraordinary."

Hearing this, Zhang Buku was very surprised.

Even though the other party saw through his magical powers, he did not question him.

Could it be that this guy knows sparrows?

Just as Zhang Buku was about to ask, the Lord of the Divine Realm said, "Although your friend has obtained the Divine City, he has not truly mastered its power. The Divine City has another master. Do you want to worship me as your master and inherit my legacy? Then I can let the Divine City recognize you as its master in the future. Of course, if you don't want to, you will receive my teachings and it will not be difficult to subdue an immortal treasure in the future."

Become a disciple?

Zhang Buku's mind was a little confused. He could feel the suppression of the Lord of the Divine Realm on him. Now he could not resist the Lord of the Divine Realm at all, and he couldn't even lie.

In this case, if the Lord of the Divine Realm wanted to plot against him, why would he have to go around in circles?

The Lord of the Divine Realm saw through his thoughts, so he explained: "It's not you that I value, but the existence behind you. Now you and I will live and die together. If I perish, you must die. At least you and I are already in the same camp. If I make friends with your backer, it will be a hundred benefits and no harm."

"My backer? Who is it?" Zhang Buku asked in surprise.

The Lord of the Divine Realm was not surprised. He had seen Zhang Buku's memories a long time ago, but some memories were not clear. There was a force preventing him from spying, and he did not dare to continue investigating because he had already seen the strength of Zhang Buku's backers.

"Since you don't know, then don't ask too much. Knowing more is not a good thing. You just need to know that whether it is him or me, if they want to harm you, there is no need to go through so much trouble. Your value is not that high." The Lord of the Divine Realm said slowly.

After listening to this, Zhang Bushu fell into silence. He was not angry, but felt more grateful to the sparrow.

Even if it was a plot, he accepted it and would definitely repay Sparrow in the future.

As for the Lord of the Divine Realm, to be honest, they have no direct hatred. He died in the Divine Realm, and it was no one's fault. After all, he chose his own path, and no one forced him to come.

Zhang Buku took a deep breath and said, "Okay!"

He then half-knelt down, clasped his fists and said, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

After saying that, he lowered his head.

The Master of the Divine Realm smiled and said, "It has been so many years since anyone called me Master. My last disciple is now high and mighty, and he is afraid of having anything to do with me, his Master."

His tone was full of self-mockery.

Zhang Buku looked up and asked, "Who is your disciple?"

The smile on the face of the Master of the Divine Realm disappeared, and he snorted, "Him? Just a dog of the Holy Court!"

Third update!

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