Opening Reward 100 Million Lives

It’s not wrong to say that there is an old person in the family as if there is a treasure. This Moxian is quite useful.

Cheng Ge Longyan Dayue thought of that holy pill.

"Elder Mo, your hard work is in your eyes and in your heart."

"See if you can use this pill."

Mo Chen took the pill, felt it carefully, and almost jumped up.

"This, this is the sacred pill of Jiuqiao's soul recovery!"

"It's so useful to me!"

"As long as this pill is refined, my remnant soul will be stabilized and some power will be restored."

He held the pill cherished and importantly, and he was overwhelmed with joy.

"This, this, I don't know where the head came from."

It was true that he had been counting on Jiang Cheng to help him find the holy pill to restore his soul, but that was just a thought.

Pills of this level are very common in the Immortal Realm, and extremely rare in the Lower Realm.

Even a Saint-Rank master can't just get it right.

Because he regarded Jiang Cheng as the'Son of the Plane', he had so much expectation.

But to be honest, I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Even if the chances are deep and the luck is overwhelming, how can you gradually wait for several decades to reach that level of treasure?

I don't know, I brought it back to him in just a few days.

Looking at it this way, even if the head is among the sons of the plane, it belongs to the top group of air luck!

For such a good opportunity, Brother Cheng must of course take credit to expand the effect of acting.

"It's true that the process of obtaining this pill has gone through twists and turns, so I won't repeat it."

"In short, for it, I went through a lot of hardships and almost lost my life."

"However, thinking of your predicament, Elder Mo, how can the head of the boss retreat and give up, and finally fortunately survived..."

Although this pill is only one in ten consecutive draws, pressing the draw button is a good effort, right?

He took it for granted.

"Head..."

As a fairy who has lived for tens of millions of years, Mo Chen said that he had never been so moved in his life.

This is so ardent and precious.

Which of those planes’ sons is not extremely ego, after all, people don’t die for themselves.

It can be said that no one can do this for his subordinates.

I really followed the right person.

"Students die for confidants!"

"Why does this make the old man worthy..."

This moving level made Brother Cheng blush slightly, wondering if he had overblown his head.

"Elder Mo is serious."

"This is what the boss should do."

At this time, other disciples also crowded around, one by one with hippie smiles.

"Master, you came back so fast this time!"

"Yes, yes, we are all prepared for your long absence."

Jiang Cheng deliberately said with a stern face: "What, don't you want to see me?"

"How come, we miss the head day and night."

"Without the head, I don't even think about it..."

The second generation elder Gan Ziyi followed into the hall and smiled: "It's just different this time. The Qianxing Dynasty is so far away, and it was invited by Princess Ningti. Everyone thought you would stay there for a few months or even a few months. Years."

Jiang Cheng looked inexplicable.

"I'm just going to make a round trip, why do I live for so long, not to settle down."

Qin Chang squeezed the others away, keeping the closest distance to Brother Cheng.

"Because Princess Ningti, a royal princess with a beautiful country, it's not surprising that the head will be immersed in her gentle village."

Gan Ziyi also echoed: "Yes, everyone even opened a gambling game, betting on how long it will take you to come back."

Jiang Cheng stopped.

With all his faces, he swept a circle of people with all authority.

"Nonsense!"

"The head is a person who does great things, how can he be fascinated by the beauty of the mere triviality?"

The second-generation elders secretly slandered. It seemed that you were the one who proposed to lower the standard for receiving beauties when recruiting new recruits?

However, when Brother Cheng pretended to be forced, everyone would naturally not interrupt.

Many female disciples present also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the innocent body of the head is still retained.

Yin Xueer also reprimanded others: "Junior Brother Gan, Junior Brother Qin, you still don’t know what kind of person the head is, and you won’t be cheating behind your back!"

The two suddenly looked constipated.

Yesterday afternoon, we convened a meeting to discuss whether the head was really tempted by that person. Isn't it you?

"Okay, okay, I'm not here this time, you are very hard in cultivation and have made great progress."

"The headmaster is very pleased."

"As I said before, the best performers are rewarded."

As soon as the word reward came out, everyone craned their necks and looked expectant.

Produced by the head, it must be a fine product, maybe it is an eighth level spiritual weapon.

"Tang Ru, you are the second of the three generations of disciples to be promoted to the Soul-Separating Realm, second only to Lin Ning, you deserve a reward!"

"This Purple Sun Crazy Dragon Sabre is given to you, and I will continue to work hard in the future."

After all, he wiped the ring, and a majestic spirit knife floated out.

Although the appearance was too powerful, it did not match Tang Ru's temperament.

But what a high grade.

After taking it excitedly, Tang Ru almost threw the knife out.

"Here, head, what level of spirit sword is this?"

She has always been calm tempered, and her words are a bit uncomfortable.

Brother Cheng lightly raised the corner of his mouth: "It's only Tier Nine."

He is really qualified to say that now.

After all, I have got several treasures, and the spirits are really insignificant.

It's worth it if you can take it out to pretend to be forceful, enjoy the shocked eyes, and stimulate their motivation to practice.

"what?"

"Tier Nine!"

Everyone present was almost crazy.

You must know that Xiang Ba, the great emperor of the Ninth Destiny, used a Tier 8 spiritual weapon.

Now suddenly given a ninth-order spiritual weapon to a little disciple of the Soul Dividing Realm, this is really too extravagant.

"This is too expensive, me, I..."

Tang Ru wanted to say that I didn't dare to accept it, but his hands were more honest than his small mouth, and he was not willing to let go.

With this knife, she would be invincible at the stage of Soul Divide.

Which monk can resist the temptation of maddening combat power.

Everyone else's eyes are green.

"Head, head, I make progress very quickly!"

"I practice for 13 hours a day, please be the master..."

"Fuck you, there are only 12 hours a day, the head Kang Kang I!"

"Did the boss dug up the treasure? Why can I take out any treasure?"

"Have you forgotten that the head is a fairy?"

The only one in the audience who is fairly calm is Mo Chen~www.ltnovel.com~ After all, he has seen many sacred objects in Xianyu.

Ninth-order spiritual weapons in the lower realm are indeed rare, but who makes the head of the ‘child of the plane’?

He just felt that no matter what Jiang Cheng took out, it was not surprising.

"Wait, my Purple Sun Dragon Blade, why do I seem to have heard it somewhere?" Luo Yuan suddenly frowned and thought.

Yin Xueer also echoed: "I just wanted to say it, this name is familiar to me too..."

Shan Tai slapped his thigh: "I remember, isn't this the hand weapon of Emperor Qianxing?"

When he said that, everyone was impressed.

After all, they were in the secular world before they started, and they were still very familiar with the Dry Star Royal Family.