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Other people slap [ ] from the novel group 9: 8, 0! 2: 0. 5? 8, 5. 6 will slap you to death, and you are still stubborn, it is purely a gift.
“After the second Zixiao Palace sermon is over, Pindao will go to the valley in person to apologize to the owner of the valley. Please let the two of you go for now.” Hongjun said in a low voice.
“Since you have said so, then I will sell you a face, let the master handle you personally.”
Yuanfeng thought for a moment, then replied.
His own cultivation is only at the pinnacle of a quasi-sage, while Hongjun has the combat power of a heavenly saint.
If he is determined to protect the two of them, he has nothing to do. After all, he didn’t ask the master for two treasures when he went out, which can be used as a hole card. That being the case, let’s sell him some face.
When Hongjun arrived in the valley and faced the owner of the valley in person, even the fighting power of the sage of heaven would not be able to use it.
“That’s it…thank you fellow daoist.”
“You can do it yourself, Hongjun.”
Yuanfeng threw down a word, fluttered his wings 2.0, turned into a rainbow light, and left here in an instant.
Her task is to protect the three young masters, and she has no time to chat with them here.
Regarding this, Hongjun was also very helpless. These two things with water in their brains only caused trouble for him. After taking a little rest, he provoked such a big thing. If he hadn’t appeared on the stage in time, it is estimated that these two idiots would have died immediately.
“Master, I…”
With a broken arm, he looked pitiful.
However, this hopeless look not only failed to arouse Hongjun’s sympathy, but made him even more angry. Why did Pindao accept such a fool as his registered disciple!
“You shameless thing, run back to the Thirty-Third Heaven by yourself.”
Dissatisfied, he dropped a word, and Hongjun’s figure disappeared in place.
He didn’t want to see them again for a moment, and it was very annoying to see them. After more than a thousand years, he would still have to come to the door to apologize in person, which really hurts the brain. .
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Chapter 101 Innate Spirit Root Ginseng Fruit! Zhen Yuanzi’s request!
prehistoric world,Not Zhoushan!
When the aftermath of the Infinity Palm[ ] from the novel group 9:8,0!2:0.5?8,5.6 slowly dissipated, the unconscious creatures also slowly woke up.
The first ones to wake up are naturally those who have the cultivation base of Da Luo Jinxian.
Sanqing, Nujuan, Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, Minghe, Yu Kunpeng, Taiyi, Diqun, Aoxin!
There was a hint of disbelief in their eyes, as if they couldn’t believe what was happening before them, if it wasn’t for the breath of death still lingering in the air.
No one could believe that thousands of Da Luo Jinxians fell in an instant.
“This…?…It’s still amazing power.”
“I didn’t expect that Fellow Daoist Ao Xin had such a terrifying trump card in his hands.”
“The cultivation base of Da Luo Jinxian is really too weak. If you don’t step into the realm of quasi-sage, you will be just an ant after all.”
“No, if you don’t become a saint of heaven, everything in the world is also an ant.”
“If I get involved in it, I’m afraid I will die. I feel that even if I become a quasi-sage, I will be completely unable to resist that endless palm [ ] from the novel group 9:8,0!2:0.5?8, 5.6.”
Several prehistoric powers said with admiration.
24 When will they be able to possess such great power, and directly kill thousands of Da Luo Jinxians with one blow.
As for whether it is the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian or the cultivation base of Da Luo Jinxian’s peak, they are all about the same in front of that blow, except for slightly stronger ants and slightly thinner ants.
“However, is there any spiritual treasure born in Buzhou Mountain?” Nv Juan asked curiously.
“The congenital gourd vine gave birth to seven gourds, with the nine-day resting soil as nourishment, and the gourd vine.” Ao Xin said, thinking about the harvest this time.
Of the seven gourds, I only took one.
However, this made her satisfied. After all, she had an innate spirit treasure as her hole card, so she wouldn’t look too overwhelmed.
“Nine days…Xiyang?”
As if feeling something in her heart, Nv Juan murmured to herself.
Although it was only the first time she heard of this name, she instinctively felt that this thing was very important to her, and even had a great opportunity, and she might use it in the future. According to the original prehistoric historical development, Nvjuan fabricated the first batch of innate human races with the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.
Because of the merit of creating the protagonist of the Heavenly Dao, he instantly became a virtuous saint. Although he is only the weakest saint, he is also many times stronger than other quasi-sages.
“The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is the innate merit and virtue spirit treasure, + the lotus soil of the second-grade pure world green lotus.”
“If it is refined into a magic weapon, it must be a top-level defensive magic weapon, and its magical effects are infinitely varied. It is definitely a first-class treasure.”
“If it is used as the cultivation of innate spiritual roots, it is also the best soil.”
Zhen Yuanzi, who was standing aside, said enviously.
He once had a good chance and accidentally obtained a ‘ginseng fruit tree’, which matures every nine thousand years.
Ordinary people can live 360+ years more if they smell ginseng fruit; eating one can live 47,000 years, and it can greatly enhance their mana and cultivation. It is really an extremely precious innate spiritual root! For this ‘ginseng fruit tree’, Zhen Yuanzi is very precious on weekdays.
Except for my good friend Hong Yun, if anyone else dares to move, they will smash your brains out in minutes.
If you can get a handful of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and use it to cultivate your own ‘ginseng fruit tree’, it will definitely grow vigorously and even bear more ginseng fruit.
“Fellow Daoist Ao Xin, can I exchange two ginseng fruits for a handful of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil?”
Zhen Yuanzi took out twenty ginseng fruits from his sleeve, and said seriously.
As long as you can get the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, even if it’s just a handful, you can make your ‘ginseng fruit tree’ bear more fruits. In comparison, twenty ginseng fruits are not worth mentioning at all. Such generosity Even Hong Yun’s eyelids twitched slightly because of such a move, it was the first time he saw Zhen Yuanzi give away so many ginseng fruits.
On weekdays, even if distinguished guests come to the door, he will give at most one piece per person.
“This…?…”
Ao Xin looked at the baby-like fruit in front of her, complete with all four limbs and five senses.
The faint fragrance and aura that exudes prove that this is a genuine innate spiritual root – ginseng fruit!
According to Zulong’s inheritance, Ao Xin naturally recognized this fruit at a glance. Although he has entered the early stage of Daluo Jinxian and is no longer limited by his lifespan, his cultivation is still superficial after all.
– One ginseng fruit can only grow a limited amount of cultivation, but two + ginseng fruit can add up to more.
Coupled with my accumulation during this period of time, maybe I can push the boat smoothly and break through the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian.
“I’m afraid not.”
Ao Xin hesitated for a moment, then said.
Although the ginseng fruit is indeed very attractive, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is not her property, so it cannot be exchanged casually.
“Why?” Zhen Yuanzi asked puzzled.
“I have already obtained a gourd. The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and the gourd vine belong to the owner of the valley. I have no right to exchange it.”
“I see, I see.”
Hearing Ao Xin’s words, Zhen Yuanzi also fully understood.
The strength of that adult is really unfathomable. Although it is not clear who is stronger or weaker than the Heavenly Dao Saint, he is not an existence that a mere peak Da Luo Jinxian can provoke.
Since Fellow Daoist Ao Xin expressed embarrassment, then he didn’t force anything.
Hearing this, Nujuan, who was originally embarrassed to speak to 647, suddenly had no other thoughts.
Zhenyuanzi can also give two + pieces of ‘ginseng fruit’, and now Nujuan doesn’t have many top-level magic weapons, or congenital spirits.Gen, she can’t do this kind of empty-handed white wolf thing.
“However, if you really want to, you can go to the valley together to see the owner of the valley after the sermon in Zixiao Palace is over.”
“At that time, I will also hand over the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and Gourd Vine to the owner of the valley.”
“As for whether the owner of the valley is willing to change…that’s really beyond my control.”
Ao Xin thought about it and said.
The owner of the valley is kind, and generally as long as he does not step into the valley with malice, he will entertain him with good wine and meat.
These prehistoric powers stood up decisively to support Taiyi and Diqun when they were in crisis, and they should also be entertained by the owner of the valley, so that they would not be directly knocked out by the Yutu clan and stripped of their magic weapons.
“Father God is so gentle.”
“Yeah, that’s right, everyone can go play together.”
Taiyi and Diqun didn’t think much about it, but simply felt that there were more friends around them.
The prehistoric powers of this period don’t have so many flirts, and most of them like to communicate directly. If you are upset, I will give you a slap [ ] from the novel group 9: 8, 0! 2: 0. 5? 8, 5. 6, see you pleasing to the eye and make friends…
Chapter 102 Zixiao Palace’s second sermon! Six-eared monkey!
“The millennium period has arrived, and the second lecture in Zixiao Palace has begun. Those who are destined can come and listen to the lecture!”
Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.
The voice of Hongjun, the sage of heaven, once again resounded through the entire prehistoric world.
On the ground beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, the long-awaited great powers rushed up one after another, preparing to head for the Zixiao Palace.
And Sanqing, Nujuan and others who came back from Buzhoushan just happened to catch the last train.
“Huh? Why do you feel that there are so many people missing?”
“Nonsense, those fools have been fooled, and they must have provoked people who shouldn’t be provoked.”
“Could it be… the quasi-sage who lived in seclusion in the wilderness?”
“No matter what it is, don’t ask too much about things you shouldn’t care about, and listen carefully.”
When all the prehistoric powers of Zixiao Palace sat down cross-legged, everyone soon found that one-third of them were missing.
―At the beginning, I also considered whether it was because they didn’t want to listen to the sermon.
But after thinking about it carefully, it seems that the possibility is not very big. After all, what I talked about last time was ‘The Dao of the Great Luo Jinxian’, so this time I must talk about the ‘Way of the Quasi-Sage’.
He took another look at the reception and Zhunti who were sitting in the last row.
Among them, the leading Taoist had an arm broken, and his face was extremely bleak.
Come on, solve the case on the spot.
However, Hongjun doesn’t want to care about these miscellaneous things now, he just wants to finish the sermon quickly, and then apologize.
Otherwise, maybe the incarnation of the sun star would directly unleash the extreme flames, burning Zhunti and Jieying to ashes, and it would be more likely to hit the door directly.