Chapter: 5678

I still remember that every time I explored the secret realm, or after the war, or won a difficult victory, or was unscathed, or was seriously injured and dying, but no matter what it was, Zhang Han would raise his head and look at the sky, his eyes seemed to want to see through the layers Space...see that bright moon!

It's a pity that the unique moon has never been owned in the world of cultivating immortals.

This master is also a person with a story.

Zhang Han sighed softly in his heart, resonating with the phantom in front of him.

"I,"

The erratic phantom in white clothes just said this word, and then fell silent, as if lost in thought.

"Master! I'm Xiao Yuezi!" Yue Wuwei suddenly called out.

"Um."

There was another ethereal voice from the phantom in white clothes, as if he had been called back to his senses, he did not turn around and said:

"We're the same kind of people."

Yue Wuwei knew that this sentence was said to Zhang Han.

"Is the upper world the fairy world?"

"Immortal Realm? Maybe it's more appropriate to call it the Upper Realm." The white phantom came out a flat voice: "The world of cultivating immortals is the road from human to immortal. The so-called upper realm is roughly immortal, god, demon, demon, fairy, spirit. , human beings, the six realms, not good and evil, black and white, immortals are just one of them, nothing special."

He could hear a tone of tone, as if he was a little contemptuous of the so-called immortal way?

"The world of cultivating immortals might as well be called the world of cultivating Taoism."

Bai Yixuying paused at this point, and said again: "Little guy, you came to me to learn from me?"

"Well."

Zhang Han, who asked in one sentence, was caught off guard, and he coughed lightly: "Not yet."

The more you can't get it, the more you cherish it.

How could it be so easy to become a teacher, even if you want to be a teacher, you have to see the deity, and there is also the matter of the last experience.

"What's your name?" Zhang Han asked.

This sentence hit the point, Yue Wuwei's eyes locked on the phantom in white:

To know the name of the master.

"you can call me......"

coming!

But after waiting for a long time, he still didn't say anything.

"My name should be..."

When it was finally time to say it, Yue Wuwei burst into excitement.

Then there was no reply.

Zhang Han didn't think so much, and asked directly: "You forgot your name?"