Great God King

Three days later, Shen Wanfang and Yang Yuancai came out of the cave with tired faces.

The two men reported to Wang Baoyu that Xiang yunduan had succeeded in tying the pill, but the internal alchemy was unstable. It took at least a month to adjust. Generally speaking, it was a blessing in the blue.

Wang Baoyu did not tell you about the trouble caused by real people, so as not to cause unnecessary tension. However, Xigui island made people feel uneasy, so we should leave as soon as possible.

If we don't think about those things that are far away, we still can't stop. Although the gods despise all living beings, they are all created by human beings from generation to generation.

"Elder Xiang, don't you need special care?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"It's just that the internal alchemy is unstable, and his cultivation has reached the golden elixir period. No one dares to make trouble." Shen Wanfang road.

"That's good. We still have unfinished tasks and take over the remaining two stubborn islands." Wang Baoyu said firmly.

"How to fight, please tell the king." Yang Yuan stepped forward.

"Break them all, go to fight HuangChen Island first. There are not many people. The three of us, with 200 monks and a boat, set out three days later. Remember to let everyone put on their robes."

"I'm going to arrange it now!" Yang Yuan walked out in a big stride.

"Baoyu, elder Xiang has already finished the pill. Can you promote him to a higher position?" Shen Wanfang asked a very realistic question.

"I don't think it's necessary. You are the president of the Presbyterian at any time." Wang Baoyu waved his hand and said, "maybe one day, all of us are monks in the golden elixir period. At that time, you have already entered the period of Yuanying."

"Primipara? Ha ha, I dare not hope. " Shen Wanfang shook his head and waved his hands, but he couldn't hide his expectant joy. Although there was no hope for the moment, he might be able to follow the five spirit king who could create all the miracles in the near future. "Baoyu, I also have signs of breaking through to the medium term. It is estimated that it will not be a year."

"Elder, you have always been the mainstay of this team."

"To meet Baoyu in this life is my greatest fortune. Whenever and wherever I am told, I will die." Shen Wanfang solemnly stated that he would never forget his origin.

Miao man looked at all that happened in front of him. How could he not understand why these great monks in the golden elixir period respected the king of five spirits with low cultivation.

"How long have you been with me, Miao man?" Wang Baoyu suddenly asked.

"Ten days and eight months to go!"

"You're really living like a year, so clear. Here's the spirit stone for you. It's your salary. I think you'll soon reach the seventh floor of cultivation. Work harder Wang Baoyu said, throwing her a piece of high-quality spirit stone.

Miao man takes Lingshi and suddenly feels like she wants to cry. The salary is higher than her imagination. Moreover, the king clearly cares about her. Well, it's cultivation.

This night, Miao man tossed and turned, difficult to sleep, she did not have to see the top spirit stone.

However, I always feel that there is some indescribable warmth on this spirit stone, and the king's look at her eyes is also with a touch of imperceptible tenderness?

Besides, the king will not live with his disabled wife all his life.

Miao man is just at the age of spring heart. He holds the spirit stone and decides to keep it as a memorial after using it.

Three days later, Wang Baoyu, holding Xiaobai in his arms, embarked on a big ship and set sail for HuangChen island.

Among the five islands, the scale of HuangChen island is relatively small, but the distance is the closest. The officers and men rowed hard and approached the coast one day and one night.

In accordance with the usual practice, Wang Baoyu still piloted the flying boat to explore.

Xiaobai can be sure that there are no strong sea monsters around the island, but from a high altitude, the situation on the island is really shocking.

The whole HuangChen island seems to be in a huge dust whirlpool. The strong wind strangely moves clockwise and stirs the sand around the island. Only the central area has the least wind power, which is where huangmingmen is located.

At the moment, all kinds of tents were set up around the zongmen. It was the people of HuangChen island who moved here to avoid the wind disaster.

Wang Baoyu was quite displeased with Huang Ming's practice of Mo Nian. He was really stubborn. He would rather guard an isolated island full of disasters than surrender and give the people a way to live.

On the way back, Wang Baoyu released his robe to form a blue light shield, and covered Xiaobai in it. Only then did he slowly land in the sand.

The wind is very strong. If you were a mortal, he would have been blown away for a long time. But the monk's constitution is special. He can go against the wind, but his pace is slower.

After some confirmation, Wang Baoyu went back to the ship and ordered the ship to dock. Half of the officers were left to guard the ship, while the rest broke into HuangChen island.

At the command of the people, they released the power of their robes one after another, and more than a hundred light masks covered the coast in an instant.

Wang Baoyu told us to keep a close eye on our comrades in arms. They should not be separated. Then, the first one bravely broke into the sandstorm.The wind and sand hit the light cover and made a crackling sound. Wang Baoyu took the people and ran to the center of the island as fast as possible.

More than a hundred blue light masks, in this way through the toxic sandstorm, toward the established goal. At this time, the monks of huangmingmen still held the beautiful illusion that no one dared to step on HuangChen island.

Mo Nian is looking forward to the wind and sand blowing away. Following Qingfeng island and jointly attacking linhaimen, we can have a decent share of the game.

Fantasy is always broken by the ruthless facts, Mo Nian simply did not expect that the king of five spirits led a fearless army, not only boarded the yellow dust Island, but also through the long sand belt.

Two hours after the March, Wang Baoyu led the others to throw the sand behind them. On the barren land in front of them, there were some dwarf grasses growing, which seemed desolate.

Wang Baoyu can still feel the existence of the spirit vein when it is close. The scale is very small, even not enough for mining. It appears to be a circle around the island.

"Master, this is a special spiritual pulse that will not be exhausted, but the aura is very weak, and it is not as direct as the lower spirit stone." Xiaobai Dao.

This is the characteristic of the spirit of the yellow island.

"The inexhaustible spiritual pulse is inexhaustible?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"An inexhaustible spiritual pulse is like a pool. If you empty the water, it will come back after a while." Xiaobai explained and added, "in fact, this kind of spiritual pulse is the worst. If you keep this weak aura, you will not be able to form a golden elixir until you die."

"Xiaobai, you have absorbed the spirit pulse completely!" Wang Baoyu patted Xiaobai on the head.

"Hee hee, then I'm not polite. The total amount is also equal to a piece of excellent spirit stone." Xiaobai grinned and suddenly jumped from Wang Baoyu's arms.

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