Chapter 821

Cao Zhen's words make ordinary people listen to them at first, but they are just some sentimental words of young and mature people. It means that people will eventually die, and they will turn into Loess at that time. No one is more noble than anyone else.

But this sentence has another meaning in Zhang Ye's ears.

What is the biggest difference between the congenital friars and the acquired friars?

It's not the more powerful magic power, but the longer life of the congenital friars than the acquired friars.

The life span of a monk who has stepped into the first grade in his nature can reach 150 years. If he cherishes his life, he can live 1788 years.

Zhang Ye, for example, has not only recently broken through the four inborn grades, but also practiced the divine level skill of covering the sky. His life has even soared to seven or eight hundred years old. If he breaks through the five inborn grades again, he will step into the ranks of the thousand year old demons.

A thousand years!!

He will have more opportunities to break through, more powerful mana, and operate more terrifying forces.

What's more, it's just a congenital five!

If one day, Zhang Ye is lucky enough to avoid the catastrophe and break through to the realm of true immortals, it will have a life span of tens of thousands of years.

Ancient emperors are known as long live, status can be said to be respected to the top of the human world, but still just a layman, can not stop years of knife and axe chopping.

But real immortals are different. They really have a life span of tens of thousands of years.

Ten thousand years!

Zhang Ye knows that the real meaning of Cao Zhen's theory is this, rather than the sadness of spring and autumn that ordinary people hear. After all, compared with the top congenital friars who have thousands of years of life, even the ancient emperor is just a ridiculous symbol.

"Yes, time is merciless. Only those who can really master it are the most noble beings." Zhang Ye nodded with a smile and said something that Shangguan Wan couldn't understand, but Cao Zhen understood it, and Huo Mingwei, who was the imperial concubine of Zhang Ye's last life, also understood it.

"Ha ha, I think brother ye must be a noble man in the future." Cao Zhen said with a smile, a pun.

"It's up to heaven." Zhang Ye shrugged and said modestly.

Next to him, Shangguan Wan blinked. He didn't understand what they were talking about. He asked curiously:

"brother Ono, what are you talking about? It's weird."

"Wan Wan, you don't care about them. These two people are out of their heads. They say something useless." Huo Mingwei said with a smile, which is to help Zhang Ye out of the encirclement. Otherwise, Zhang Ye will have to explain to Shangguan Wan the level of congenital friars and whether the real immortal really exists.

"Well, I also feel that my brain is a little abnormal, Mr. Cao. What do you think?" Zhang Ye turned his head and laughed at Cao Zhen.

Ah?

Cao Zhen was asked a little confused force, at a loss, said: "I, I'm ok."

Puff!

Shangguan Wan couldn't help laughing. He also saw that they were just playing with Huo Mingwei to amuse themselves.

But she didn't expect that Cao Zhen was really forced by the question just now. He didn't adapt to Zhang Ye's shameless way of thinking of admitting that his brain was sick.

Finally, Huo Mingwei gave Zhang Ye a bad look and said: "well, don't say it. Aren't you hungry? Anyway, I'll be hungry before and after."

"Yes, we'd better hurry to have a meal. Don't we come out just for dinner?" Zhang Ye nodded with a smile, then looked at Cao Zhen and asked, "Mr. Cao, have you eaten yet?"

"I..."

Cao Zhengang was about to speak, but all of a sudden, he was rushed by Zhang Ye and said:

"but Mr. Cao has always been a respectable man. I don't think he will go to the humble shop we went to for dinner. Well, we'll see you later. "

Said, Zhang Ye did not give Cao Zhen the slightest chance to speak, directly turned away.

“……”

Cao Zhen looked at Zhang Ye's back speechless, and finally shook his head in tears and laughter, saying: "this Zhang Ye is really I don't know how to say that. If my father knew his virtue, would he change his mind? "

Zhang Ye, who left in a hurry, naturally didn't hear Cao Zhen's muttering to himself, but even if he did, he might not be able to understand what Cao Zhen was saying.

After coming out of Zhi's restaurant, Zhang Ye didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he stopped a taxi and drove far away. He took back the Shenzhi he had arranged outside.

Just after he came out of the restaurant, he spread his divine consciousness all around, just like a jellyfish with countless tentacles, monitoring whether anyone followed him.

Of course, what he wants to guard against is not Ma Shaowen, who is still in the ranks of ordinary people. In his eyes, Ma Shaowen is not even a fart.What really makes Zhang Ye care about is the inexplicable Cao Zhen. Today, from the very beginning of his appearance, he is very strange. He seems to have been looking at himself in Zhi restaurant. Then he suddenly says something to help him deal with Ma Shaowen, and even doesn't hesitate to make friends with him.

But what makes Zhang Ye most uneasy is Cao Zhen's sudden exploration when he shakes hands. The other party is obviously a pure congenital friar with four grades of cultivation.

A congenital friar takes aim at himself, which is not something to be thankful for. Before he is sure whether the other party is good or bad, Zhang Ye decides to contact him as little as possible.

Taxi, at this time is surprisingly quiet, and even a bit depressed, make next to the character of the bright taxi brother a little embarrassed.

"Big brother, where are you going? Tell me a place. It's five kilometers away." Taxi brother a little helpless said.

Just now, when Zhang Ye got into the car, because his attention was all focused on the surveillance, he just casually said a word to the driver, looking forward, and then ignored him.

The taxi brother didn't say anything. It's not that he's never met this kind of thing before. Since the guests are willing to take the bus, they can drive by themselves.

But he didn't expect that it was five kilometers away. He still didn't speak, but closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something.

It was not until his brother couldn't hold his breath that he asked. At this time, Zhang Ye slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile:

"master, go to Qianda hotel."

"OK, Qianda Hotel, right? If we have a goal, we can speed it up."

The taxi brother said frankly, but he didn't notice a strange arc in the corner of Zhang Ye's mouth. He didn't understand that the address Zhang Ye just said was actually for two people. One is a taxi, and the other is Cao Zhen.