It's the same feeling when facing an immortal.
This great sage wants to challenge the immortal.
Looking up at the sky, the incense cave is hanging high in the sky of the Western Regions. Endless faith is gathering here, and it already has the power of a holy king.
A formless person with the cultivation level of a Saint King.
"We must tell the Immortal quickly."
Xu Zhongxian turned around and left the Western Regions. Because his injuries had not fully recovered and the transportation facilities in the Western Regions were basically paralyzed, he could only walk and ran for ten days and ten nights before he barely reached the border of the Western Regions.
If you want to go to China, there is still a long way to go.
On the other side, the rental house.
There are still a few days before Zhu Xue's birthday, and the old tree spirits are still occupying the small peach forest, discussing the casting process and principles of the original Heavenly Dao.
It can be seen that the old tree spirit is very interested in the methods derived from the specific environment of heaven and earth. The level of the method of repairing the sky is only the Saint King level, but due to its special environment, the actual effect can reach the level of infinity.
Just like the Heavenly Sword, even if Li Changsheng is 5,000 years old, this sword can still give him a bonus in strength.
It is useless to Li Yi now.
Zhu Xue knocked on Bai Shi's door while dragging her wide Taoist robe. Bai Shi opened the door sleepily and looked down at the tiny creature who was only as tall as his thigh.
Asked: "Xiao Zhuxue, what's the matter?"
Zhu Xue said seriously, "Aunt Bai, it's my birthday in three days, remember to prepare a gift."
"Ah?" Bai Shi was a little flustered. "It's too late to shop online now. I have to go out."
Zhu Xue nodded in satisfaction, then took the phone from Li Yi and called Wei Xi and Dong Yunshu respectively.
"Aunt Wei, it's my birthday in three days."
"Aunt Dong, it's my birthday in three days."
"Master Qingxuan, three days later..."
"Master Du Shi, three days..."
After notifying everyone, Zhu Xue finally gave the phone back to Li Yi. She sat on the sofa as if ready for action, her bright big eyes piercing with spirit.
You can see that he is looking forward to it.
Li Yi yawned, and suddenly something clicked in his mind. He looked out the window and continued playing with his phone.
Not long after, there was a hurried knock on the door.
Boom boom boom!
A little old man ran in hurriedly, with disheveled hair and a nervous look on his face. It was none other than Yang Cang, one of the Eight Supreme Masters.
“Xianxianxianxian…human!”
Before he could finish, Li Yi had already imagined what the other party was going to say next. Almost every time Tianji Pavilion came to see him, they would say the same thing.
"Immortal! Something terrible has happened. A great disaster, a great disaster. You will be in a bloody disaster soon!"
Li Yi scratched his butt, turned sideways and continued looking at his phone.
The words of these charlatans in Tianji Pavilion are always meaningless and unpleasant to the ears. Every day they say that they are not good at this or that, but in the end, his master's master died, and he is still alive and well.
Yang Cang became even more anxious.
"This time it's absolutely true. It's better to believe it than not to believe it!"
(End of this chapter)
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