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In fact, it is similar to the innate treasure bred on the long river of time and space like the Huntian God Tower, and it also has similar abilities.

　　 But to stimulate this ability, the conditions are harsh.

　　 At the very least, it is necessary to completely refine the innate treasure.

　　 Wang Yuan can't do it temporarily.

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　　 the main plane

　　 The space-time flow velocity is completely different, with a ratio of nearly thirty to one. Here only a few hundred years have passed.

　　 In the mundane world, there is no secular dynasty that can live forever.

　　 Hundreds of years, enough time for dozens of generations of kings to change.

　　 But for a young and powerful god, hundreds of years have only changed him a little.

　　 These changes are mainly reflected in the young scholars above the court.

　　 The appearance of generations of young talents has given this dynasty that has just been promoted for less than a thousand years to exude dazzling vitality.

　　 Great luck has poured out, and there have been batches of civil servants and generals.

　　 These hundreds of years can be regarded as the most exciting era of the Great Song Dynasty, the civil servants are like rain, and the stars are like clouds.

　　 Countless Confucian monks, Taoist profound scholars, military generals, and Shenchao Ziqing Shenjun appeared in the court.

　　 These cultivators struck up and down, and made indelible feats for the continuous expansion of the Great Song Dynasty and the stability of the court.

　　 Their appearance filled up the horror caused by the rapid expansion of the Great Song Dynasty.

　　 In the final analysis, the biggest reason is the strong luck of the Great Song Dynasty.

　　 The Great Song Dynasty, which has been promoted several times in a row, is also a huge gluttonous feast for many young talents.

　　 The surplus of luck, and the endless opportunities of heaven and earth, have given many young generations of gods opportunities.

　　Jiyang Junwang Mansion

　　 Cao's family

　　 In front of the Mansion of the Junwang, the gates were very lively at this time. People came to Zhaohe in an endless stream, and even blocked all three streets.

　　 There are people who are cultivators looking forward to see that the Cao family’s air luck fluctuates violently today, and the invisible energy is climbing several times. There are layers of phoenix fire descending from the sky into layers of 璎珞, sweeping away the previous sluggish air luck scene.

　　 People who have good things are envious, ask in private, and soon learn the news.

　　 It turned out that a monk from the Cao family was recently certified as a god, and he was hosting a half-moon banquet to entertain his neighbors.

　　 "The return of Cao Yu, the last of the Eight Immortals, to his place will be of great benefit to the other seven!"

　　 There are many powerful purple gods in the void who saw this scene, and saw the light of the eight fairy spirits appearing in a row above the palace of Jiyang County.

　　 "In the end, Junwang Cao is still weaker than the other seven immortals. In the end, he has to rely on the help of Concubine Cao before he can barely ascend the position of immortals!"

　　 "Brother Dao, don't discuss the secrets of the country!"

Next to 　　 there is a fairy reminder to be careful.

　　 Hearing this, this black-faced **** in purple clothes smiled and said, "Brother Dao should be a newcomer? Don't worry, the emperor is broad-minded and won't care about you and me in private!"

　　 After he finished speaking, he smiled softly, and was surrounded by a part of the fairy gods, and headed straight for the gods.

　　 After he left, the deity next to him whispered to his colleagues next to him: "Who is this god? It looks so majestic and heavy! This time to the Hall of Demon Slayer, is it possible that he is from the Demon Sovereign Division?"

　　 Hearing his question, a **** with a yellow silk tie next to him smiled and said: "You just smelled a bitter smell of medicine?"

　　 The golden imperial **** nodded when he heard the words, and said: "It is indeed smelled. Is this a medicine god?"

　　 "That's not the case, that is the black-faced **** in the north, the righteous **** of the plague, this time I will enter Beijing to take up my post, and I heard that I hope to enter the alternative record of the gods and enter other worlds!"

　　 "It turns out that he is the black face **** of the plague!"

　　 Hearing this, the gods next to him have come to realize.

　　 After the several patrolling gods left, a number of clear spirits came from the front, and the fairy sound was dim. A majestic Taoist dressed in a fiery red sweeping robe appeared from the fairy light, followed by several disciples.

　　 Seeing him coming, a monk who acted as a doorman sang: "The real person Ibunji Chixia is here!"

　　 In the Dongnuan Pavilion of the Junwang Mansion, many monks gathered together. Cao Tong and a few other Taoist priests were entertaining guests from all over the world. Hearing the names of Taoist boys outside the door, the Taoist priests in Shisun Mountain couldn't help being a little surprised.

　　 Just listen to that Huangyi Taoist who holds the jade flute in his hand is surprised!

　　 "This real person is here, too, and it looks like Brother Xian really has a lot of face!"

　　 Cao Tong was also stunned. He just shook his head when he heard the words: "Brother Dao's words are probably wrong. This is not because of my face. I am afraid that a mere fairy is not enough to get into the eyes of the old real man!"

　　 Although he is a little bit self-deprecating, his face is still somewhat happy, and he quickly got up to respond in person.

　　 Behind him, the Taoist Sun, Taoist Zhengyang, Lan Caihe, Han Xiangzi, and He Xiangu also hurriedly stepped out of the gate.

　　 All the immortals have solemn expressions and dare not neglect their faces.

　　 If this old man is only talking about Taoism, he may not even be stronger than the strongest of them.

　　 But the people are not ordinary.

　　 It was the first group of monks to enter the dynasty, and it is also one of the current deputy directors of Ibunji.

　　It leads the gods to contain the aliens in the world, compiles a book of the world anomalies, and guides the aliens of China to the path of orthodox practice, and leads the evil to the good, and the merits are boundless.

At the door, seeing the gods go out to greet him, Real Chixia just smiled when he saw this, and said: "Cao Junwang does not need to be polite. The old Dao is also ordered to come. The old Dao is here to congratulate the Junwang for marching into the immortal way, and enjoy the gods. life!"

　　 said, he waved his hand to the dust and asked a disciple next to him to send a congratulatory gift.

　　 Cao Tong took the gift personally, only to glance at it and he was surprised to himself, and quickly said: "The old man's gift is too heavy, how can UU read www.uukanshu.com!"

　　 "No need to be polite, there is a gift from your majesty!"

　　 Real Chixia smiled lightly, and immediately waved it again, and saw a group of yellow-turbaned men walking out behind him, dragging jade trays in their hands. On the jade trays were jade boxes with gleaming light, and there was a void inside.

　　 "Your Majesty's gift?"

　　 I saw the row of yellow-turbaned men appearing, immediately shaking the faces of the monks participating in the banquet.

　　 It’s rare for monks to set foot in the immortal realm in the gods, but it is not rare, but few other immortals can get the majesty’s generous gift, which makes many monks look envious.

　　 The gods have a strong background, and the emperor’s shots have always been extraordinary.

Cao Yu was also surprised and happy. Real Chixia just smiled when he saw it. These generous gifts from his majesty are still in the second place. He left behind the other seven immortals behind Cao Tong, his eyes flashed, he actually bears this time. Another mission comes.

　　 That is to invite the Eight Immortals into the alternative record of the gods.

　　...

　　In the newly established Qinzheng Hall, Wang Yuan's figure slowly emerged from the hall, and his figure merged with the avatar in the hall, and began to slowly accept the memory belonging to the avatar, but just after the acceptance, Wang Yuan suddenly felt a little startled.

　　 In the past hundreds of years, a lot of "extraordinary" things have happened in the palace.

　　 For example, his harem has soared in number in a short period of time!