Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1716 Destiny Trajectory Bloodline Purification

"Master..."

Hearing this, the boy White Crane raised his head in surprise, and then looked at the Antarctic Immortal with anxiety.

He is just an ordinary crane born in Kunlun, not a prehistoric alien with noble blood.

Therefore, his understanding and talent are not very good.

That is to say, the Antarctic Immortal had mercy on him and accepted him as his disciple because he had a kind heart, his breath was clean, and he felt pity for him because he was young and lost his father.

He needs this spiritual enlightenment pill.

"The elders give it to you. Since my uncle gave it to you, you should just accept it!"

The Antarctic Immortal was not annoyed when he saw his disciple failing to live up to his expectations. Instead, he shook his head in amusement.

The main reason is that Bai Hedong looks really cute now and his eyes are clean.

Even if it's a little disappointing, it's not annoying.

"Thank you, uncle!" Baihe boy beamed with joy and bowed respectfully.

"To practice well, you must lay a good foundation and take your time and don't rush."

The main reason for this warning is that the time until the Battle of the Gods is not short, nor long.

Originally, the White Crane boy had been serving Yuanshi Tianzun in Yuxu Palace because he had not reached the level of cultivation, and he had passed this calamity safely.

Zhang Yan didn't want his appearance to change the child's original trajectory.

Otherwise, it would be a sin!
  Fortunately, the Antarctic Immortal had a pure heart and was not tainted by any karma or sin, so he did not suffer any murderous calamity when he became a god. He should not need his apprentice to die on his behalf.

So even if he has enough cultivation, Baihe Boy should be safe.

"I'll take my leave first!" After leaving Yuxu Palace, Zhang Yan held his hand.

"Slow down!" The Antarctic Immortal replied.

"Farewell, Master!" Boy Baihe bowed, despite the small etiquette of others, he was very considerate.

"Remember to keep the token! Thirty thousand years later, I will still be waiting for my senior brother there."

The Antarctic Immortal looks like a worried big brother, and in fact he is.

The aura of the yellow plum when mature is pure, rich and full of vitality. It can also be regarded as a rare treasure. Only disciples valued by Yuanshi Tianzun can have this honor.

"Remember it, senior brother, don't worry!"

By the time Zhang Yan returned to the cave, Master Huanglong had already finished adjusting his breath, and even refined the remaining materials in the cave into elixirs.

As soon as Zhang Yan entered, he saw him holding a pill in his hand and his eyes flashing with ecstasy.

"Elder brother..."

Master Huang Long was so excited that his voice even trembled.

He already has a high probability of practicing a top-grade blood coagulation pill.

In order to know what the shortcomings were, Huanglong also tasted one.

Who would have thought that this taste would be a huge surprise.

This blood coagulation pill actually has the effect of purifying blood! ! !
  Although Zhenren Huanglong is the sixth prince of the South China Sea Dragon Clan, he is even a direct bloodline.

But now there are too many direct bloodlines of the Dragon Clan.

Not to mention two hands, even ten hands can’t count them!

The bloodline is thick compared to the side branches, but compared to the dragon clan in ancient times, it is indeed very thin.

This blood coagulation pill can have the effect of purifying blood, which is a huge savior for the current dragon clan!
  Although the Dragon Clan gave up on him, he still has a sense of responsibility for the Dragon Clan.

This sense of responsibility is called racial pride.

Master Huang Long also longed for the power of the Dragon Clan in ancient times when he was a child. Now that he has a way, how can he not be excited?
  Master Huang Long even imagined that if he had enough blood-coagulating pills, could he be as powerful as Dragon Ancestor one day?

Originally, Zhang Yan felt a little guilty, after all, it was enough to trick people into coming to his house to make a tool dragon.

It's really too much to upgrade myself or something.

But now Zhang Yan is only confused.

What's going on here? Is it possible that I have become stupid while practicing alchemy?

(End of this chapter)