"If you can refine all of them, it can directly help you reach the Nine-Star Immortal Saint! The rest depends on how you go!"
"Thank you, Grandmaster!"
Zhou Heng was not polite and directly accepted his gift.
“Swish!”
The old man shot a palm-sized ball as scorching as the sun directly into his dantian.
"Refine it slowly, and you won't go astray! If you rush for success, you will go astray and lose your nature!"
The old man looked at Zhou Heng, and then reminded him: "Don't be impatient, otherwise you will fail!"
"Understood! Thank you, Grandmaster!"
Zhou Heng bowed again and said respectfully.
"Okay! Go ahead! I never know when I'll meet someone who's meant to be with me again!"
After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand.
Zhou Heng’s eyes went dark.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark.
It was quiet all around, and no one could be heard talking below.
"Am I...having a dream?"
Zhou Heng thought about it, and then his consciousness explored his dantian.
"call!"
"It's actually true. He really has ten thousand years of skills!"
After Zhou Heng's investigation, he found that his skills were still there.
But why does he keep passing on his skills to future generations?
Why don't you come out and claim the throne?
[Ding, this is a conspiracy, but it doesn’t matter, devour his cultivation! ]
【We are not in his chess game! 】
When Zhou Heng was confused, he heard a prompt from the system.
"Oh? Is it a conspiracy?"
After hearing the system's reminder, Zhou Heng couldn't help but murmur.
I thought it was chance, but it turned out to be a conspiracy.
This time when he asked, the system did not respond to his question.
Also fell into silence.
"Never mind, let's go down first!"
After Zhou Heng changed his mind, he stood up.
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