"That's good, Senior Brother Chen is the alchemy master of this sect's sect, and with his shot, the medicinal power of the Yin Yang Xuanlong Pill must be good. ”

Speaking of this, Hong'an turned his head to look at Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong, and said, "Senior Nephew Fang and Senior Nephew Zhou, you are good, in just over a hundred years, you have cultivated from the late stage of the Jiedan to the late stage of the Yuan Infant, which can be called a cultivation wizard! ”

Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong hurriedly hugged their fists and said, "Thank you Xiahou Ancestor and Hong Ancestor for your love!" After speaking, they turned their heads and looked at Xiahou An, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the floating island with his eyes closed.

Hong'an waved his hand and said: "It's said that the two of us are together, in fact, it's mainly Senior Brother Xiahou, you know that I only have a mid-stage cultivation of the gods, and I really don't have much deterrent power against Huangfuqing of the Lianyuan Sword Sect, and as soon as Senior Brother Xiahou soars, it is estimated that Huangfuqing will make some changes, so it's okay for you to go to Ziyue Palace."

But after returning from the Purple Moon Palace, you must pay attention to safety, and then you can go back to the Tianji Pavilion directly, as long as you are in the Tianji Pavilion, Huangfu Qing has no way to take you, and when you advance to the gods, whether you are fighting or killing, as long as you are not caught by the cultivators of the Lianyuan Sword Sect, let you go!"

"Doesn't our killing of Huangfu Qing have no effect on the cabinet?" Zhou Tong asked.

"As long as the Lotus Yuan Sword Sect has no evidence, what can we do, but Huang Fuqing has at least one spirit treasure on his body, so wait until you turn into a god! I know that you have a record of cross-level kills before, but the realm gap between the god and the Yuan Infant is different from the Yuan Infant Pill, so don't act recklessly, if you don't turn into a god, you must not think about killing Huang Fuqing!"

"Well, disciple remember!" Feeling Hong'an's kindness, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong hurriedly hugged their fists and promised.

"Just remember, after Senior Brother Xiahou's ascension is over, you will go to the Purple Moon Palace, although there are not many extraterritorial heavenly demons like the Yin Yang Ghost Dragon, but there are still some, if you get the spirit core, then please ask Senior Brother Chen who is sitting in the Purple Moon Palace to help you refine the Yin Yang Xuanlong Pill, and when you wait until the Great Perfection in the late Yuan Infant period, you can try to break through." Hongan reminded.

"Hmm!" Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong replied, seeing that Hong'an had nothing else to say, Zhou Tong hurriedly seized the opportunity to ask: "Ancestor, we have heard from the Daoist friends of the Liuren Tiger Clan that the Xiaoyue Heavenly Wolf Clan has a secret technique of cultivating multiple primordial infants, and then combining the power of multiple primordial infants, and then advancing to the gods through the secret technique of the Three Flowers Gathering Top, I don't know if it's true?"

Hong'an squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and said: "I know that the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf Clan has a dual-element infant cultivation spell, but the multi-infant joint force and the three flowers gather to advance to the gods, I don't know about this! But if you get the news from the Liuren Tiger, it is really possible to be true, after all, although the Liuren Tiger Clan and the Xiaoyue Heavenly Wolf Clan are not from the same continent, but the two clans have always been friendly, and it is possible to know the inside story." ”

"Does the Ancestor know how to cultivate the Twin Infant exactly?" Zhou Tong asked.

Hongan shook his head and said, "I really don't know about this, but it is said that cultivation is very difficult and takes time." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Ming Jiayu and asked, "By the way, do you know the nephew of the Master?"

Ming Jiayu also shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know either!"

Seeing that Ming Jiayu didn't know, Hong'an turned his head and asked a few nearby Avatar Ancestors who either closed their eyes and recuperated or talked in a low voice, and a few Ancestors had heard of it, but they didn't know the specific method, and they only knew that cultivation was time-consuming and laborious.

Hongan shook his head helplessly, and asked curiously, "You want to use this method to advance to the gods?"

Fang Huairan glanced at Zhou Tong, and the two nodded together.

Hongan lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked up at the two of them and asked, "You are less than five hundred years old this year, right?"

"Hui Ancestor, four hundred and eighty-six years old this year!" Fang Huairan replied

"Four hundred and eighty-six, there are still more than five hundred years of longevity, and the time for cultivating the Twin Yuan Infant is enough, you can go to the Purple Moon Palace with peace of mind first, and when I return to the pavilion, I will find an opportunity to visit a few old guys from the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf Clan and see if I can help you get it."

Although I don't know what the secret technique of the Three Flowers Gathering Peak is, it sounds a little reasonable for multiple babies to work together to advance into gods, after all, every advancement of the monk is a qualitative change after the increase in mana. Hongan nodded.

Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong glanced at each other with happy faces, and hurriedly bent down and saluted, "Thank you Ancestor!"

Hongan waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, this is what these old guys should do, you just have to cultivate, we will come to cover the wind and rain, and when you grow to our realm, we will shelter other disciples from the wind and rain, this is the meaning of the existence of the sect." ”

Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong nodded teachably.

Hongan waved his hand and said, "Okay, you and the Master's nephew will return to the position of the Yuan Infant Monk!"

Ming Jiayu and the three of them bowed and said goodbye, and then turned around and flew to the pile of Yuan Infant Monks.

As soon as he came to the position of the Yuan Infant Monk, Ming Jiayu said to the two, and then turned around and went to chat with a few familiar friends.

Fang Huairan looked around at everyone and found that there was no monk who he was familiar with Zhou Tong, so he and Zhou Tong turned their heads to look at the field.

It was only then that the two of them had time to look at the floating island in the field: the floating island was not big, it could be the size of a football field, and the entire island was flattened and paved with golden floor tiles, and the surface of the floor tiles was polished very brightly and paved very smoothly, so that in the morning sun, it showed a dazzling gold.

Xia Hou'an was sitting in the center of the island with his eyes closed at this time, and the aura on his body was constricted.

"The Tianji Gate is still golden, and it is a building that makes it splendid!" Fang Huairan smiled and whispered to Zhou Tong beside him.

Zhou Tong smiled and nodded.

More than an hour later, the sun was in the middle of the sky, and it was finally noon, and the two of them, who were boredly looking at the other monks, suddenly felt a strong aura emanating from the center of the floating island.

The hearts of all the monks around the floating island tightened, and they all looked at Xiahou'an, only to see that Xiahou'an had already stood up at this time, and the aura on his body soared upwards one by one.

"This is the strength of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods!" Fang Huairan held Zhou Tong's hand, and sighed with envy in his eyes.

Zhou Tong also looked at Xiahou An with a solemn expression, and his eyes were also full of envy.

Soon Xia Hou'an's aura reached its peak, and he saw a flash of golden light in his hand, a golden three-foot long sword in his hand, and as soon as the golden light condensed, the flying sword turned into a three-foot-long golden filament.

The filament rose into the sky, absorbing the surrounding metallic heaven and earth aura while flying, and when the sword wire flew upwards for about a hundred meters, it suddenly seemed to be pierced into something, and with a loud bang, the sword wire pierced a hole with a diameter of about one meter.