“On the Fuso tree.”

"Golden Crow?"

"You deserve it?"

"Who is that? Black Prison Chicken? Chaos Tiangou?"

“Will they agree?”

"Too."

"Seeds of the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine."

The sword of Wudao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized it.

Her body is the grass of heaven and earth, and she can transform into shape. Why can't the seeds of the earth immortal gourd with higher roots and feet be good?

...

On the mountain road.

Yang Tiandong helped Chu Shiren go up the mountain and knelt for twenty years. Chu Shiren's legs trembled when he walked.

Chu Shiren forced himself to smile, while Yang Tiandong was very excited.

He finally accepted a disciple!

He has begun to look forward to the scene where Chu Shiren fights Fang Liang and Murong Qi alone.

"You will be my first apprentice from now on. Practice well and don't let me down." Yang Tiandong said with a smile.

Chu Shiren frowned and said, "Cultivation? It's impossible. I will never be able to practice in this life. I want to worship the God-killing Elder, and I want to persuade the God-killing Elder to give up his cultivation and pursue the great good Taoist law together."

When Yang Tiandong heard this, he almost fell down.

What the hell?

Impossible to practice?

Yang Tiandong really wanted to throw Chu Shiren down the mountain.

But then I thought about it, the spiritual energy of hard-working to achieve immortal mountain is so abundant that this kid will definitely not be able to help practicing.

What can he do on the mountain if he doesn’t practice?

"When will I see the God-killing... Master?" Chu Shiren asked expectantly.

If the God-Slaying Elder takes the lead in giving up his cultivation, the Yuqing Holy Sect will definitely follow.

"It depends on your performance."

Yang Tiandong said perfunctorily, feeling very dissatisfied.

This apprentice is not enthusiastic about him at all!

...

In the dark world, monster corpses were everywhere on the earth, and blood and energy were foggy, filling the world.

Fang Liang held a sword in his hand and knelt on a mountain of corpses. He gasped and his face was covered in blood.

He looked up with difficulty and saw a majestic figure in the air.

It's the god of Ji Xian!

Ji Xianshen was also looking at him, his eyes facing each other, and their eyes were quite similar.

"What's your name? Which sect comes from?"

Ji Xianshen asked condescendingly, his tone of joking.

Fang Liang took a deep breath and said, "Shen Ji Xianshen, I know you, the most genius in the Heavenly Immortal Palace!"
Chapter completed!