Ning Yi's expression was neither sad nor happy.

Divine nature is restrained.

The ancient scroll of visualization has been familiar with it a hundred times in my mind. At this time, Ning Yi has achieved the ultimate calmness.

In front of him was a brilliant blue bamboo slip floating.

The simplest word "shan" is engraved and hot.

Ning Yi looked at the bamboo slip. When the divinity completed the last trace of soaking, the green bamboo slip and the engraved word "mountain" emitted a faint brilliant golden light.

So he stretched out his hand and tried to hold the bamboo slip with great difficulty.

Different from before.

At this moment, what he held was the "Mountain Character Scroll", the ultimate power, and the blessings he had absorbed for several years from the Great Lakes of the East.

There are countless ghost cultivators running up and down the Bulao Mountain, and the spiritual energy, evil energy, and blood flowing in their bodies... the mountain script brings.

This is grace, blessing, and reward.

Ning Yi held the mountain scroll tightly and stood up slowly.

The sounds in the Taoist temple were heard in great power word by word.

"I want to... take back my gifts to you."

Accompanied by the voice, a powerful force swept out from the "Shanzi Scroll".

An invisible ripple spread from the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!