Wu Zetian smiled overjoyed, hurriedly picked up Jian Yi, looked at Jing Tianming and said: "Don't worry, Lord Sword God, I will definitely not treat Jian Yi badly, follow me He may be able to advance to a higher realm, better than staying in Sword Lake for penance." ”

Jing Tianming sighed slightly and nodded: "It's okay, it can be regarded as his blessing to be your weapon, and it is not in vain that he has done good deeds for hundreds of thousands of years." ”

"Hundreds of thousands of years?" Wu Zetian was puzzled.

"He was originally the best sword in the sword of Zhuxian, and after he fell into the world, he was also called Non-Attacking Momei." Like a sword is not attacked, the ink eyebrows have no edge', and the best and no harm have existed in the mortal world for hundreds of thousands of years, and finally won the immortal road and incarnated as a human being, with immeasurable merits. Jing Tianming muttered about Jian Yi's deep life experience.

"It's the Sword of Perfection that has gone through hundreds of thousands of reincarnations, not just hundreds of thousands of years of wandering." Celia added a corrective sentence.

Hearing these words, not only Wu Zetian and the others were shocked, but even Jian Yi himself was stunned, this life experience was a bit too rebellious, and it was not surprising that he would not be able to react for a while.

"Please make a third request, thank you very much!" Jing Tianming was a little anxious, wanting to meet Selia's request as soon as possible and resurrect his relatives and friends as soon as possible.

"Third, I want to take away more than half of the treasures of Sword Lake, and you must not have the slightest dissatisfaction." Celia said bluntly.

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as you leave us a place to stay, and those things outside of your body are okay with your messenger." Jing Tianming hurriedly agreed, afraid that Celia would regret it.

However, he was really afraid that she would regret it, after all, the treasures in the Sword Lake were dispensable to him, and it was too cost-effective to exchange them for a condition, and it was a good thing that he couldn't even dream of.

"The contract between heaven and earth has been concluded, make a wish, inform the heavens of the person you want to resurrect, and make your request." Celia announced majestically.

"I will resurrect all those who are related to me." Jing Tianming made a wish loudly, his expression was pious enough, but he was greedy.

"You can only resurrect people who have reached the level of 'friend' relationship with you, and there are so many passers-by related to you, if you resurrect them all, this god will have to go to the long river of fate to catch a few small fish for a few years, and this god will not have so much time to play with you." Celia lightly corrected Jing Tianming's wishes.

"Thank you Goddess for mentioning it, then the resurrection relationship is good." Jing Tianming smiled a little cheekily.

"When I am the Lord of the universe, all time and space, the past and the future, the fate of heaven and earth, the cause and effect of all things, among all living beings, where faith is caused, wishes can be realized." Celia proclaimed.

Between these words, every word she read was sonorous and powerful, and every note struck the soul of the listener deeply, as if the Heavenly Dao was announcing some kind of heaven and earth rule, and everything could not be violated.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The next moment after Celia's declaration was completed, a thunderbolt sounded above the sea and sky, and then a large piece of the sea and air space above Sword Lake Island was shattered, and one after another figures flashed out from the cracks in the broken space, and after a while, more than a dozen figures appeared, and they were still increasing.

At this time, bursts of melodious singing suddenly came from the sea and sky, and the intoxicating melody reverberate, making all the creatures around them unconsciously fall into addiction.

(Song: "Emotion")

In the blink of an eye, the wind swept up the hay curtain

The light and shadow of the knife waved between the fingers

The heart flutters, and the vermilion splashes lightly

Sleepless, the night is endless

Not a hero, you're not on my side

Walk to the end of the world, a sword in his hand

There is nowhere to find the long road and the iron shoes

Lovesickness is hard to remember, and the mood is not ancient

In the blink of an eye, the wind swept up the hay curtain

The light and shadow of the knife waved between the fingers

The heart flutters, and the vermilion splashes lightly

Sleepless, the night is endless

Not a hero, you're not on my side

Walk to the end of the world, a sword in his hand

There is nowhere to find the long road and the iron shoes

Lovesickness is hard to remember, and the mood is not ancient

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When the song ended, nearly 100 people slowly floated down from the sea and sky, including men, women, old and young, all of whom were level 50 powerhouses, and were endowed with underwater breathing ability and the ability to resist pressure under the sea, similar to NPCs in the game.

However, they have an independent will soul, which is very different from those puppet NPCs in nature, but similar in appearance.

Wu Zetian woke up from their intoxication, looked at this group of men, women and children from three thousand years ago, and sighed with emotion.

At this time, an unparalleled momentum on Jing Tianming's body popped out uncontrollably, and the shockwave formed rushed everyone in the courtyard of the bamboo house away, including the dozens of people who had just been resurrected, and flew out upside down before they could gain a firm foothold.

And Jing Tianming is still intoxicated with his eyes closed, as if he has had an epiphany, and now he is impacting a higher realm.

"Tianming ......" a slim girl is worried about calling, it is Ji Ru Qianlong, also known as Gao Yue.

"Don't worry, he's just breaking through the realm." Wu Zetian reminded loudly.

"He's too slow to break through like this, it's a waste of your time, I'll help him out." Celia's voice sounded in Wu Zetian's mind, and only he could hear it.

"Well, by the way, I scraped the ground, and then I gave him a piece of the government by the way, the government that can accommodate 100 people." Wu Zetian added.

"You ask for so much, men are just trouble, huh." Celia is arrogant like a little girl.

"Don't be angry, wife, when I have the strength, I will help you with these trivial tasks." Wu Zetian hurriedly said good things, but he was just taking a blank check as a guarantee, which was a bit of a deception to the little girl.

"That's pretty much it." Celia muttered in satisfaction.

Then a white point of light was sprinkled over the sea and sky, enveloping the entire Jianhu Island, and it lasted for more than ten minutes before dispersing.

After the white light points dissipated, eighty percent of the treasures in the Sword Lake were silently transferred into the space of the space-time altar, and a luxurious mansion covering half of the Sword Lake Island appeared out of thin air, Wu Zetian and the others were in a large courtyard of the luxury mansion, or a bamboo house courtyard, retaining the memories of Jing Tianming for more than 3,000 years, and this technique of creating something out of nothing was breathtaking.

Jing Tianming slowly opened his eyes, and the momentum on his body continued to rise with a light smile, rushing straight above the sea and sky, breaking through the layers of void to reach the Infinite Chaos Sea, and making a subtle connection with the Infinite Chaos Sea.

"Thank you Goddess for your help, otherwise it wouldn't have been so smooth for me to advance to the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, thank you again!" After reining in his momentum, Jing Tianming looked up to the sky and thanked him.

Celia ignored him, chatted with Wu Zetian on her own, warned him of some matters, and coquettishly gave a few times to satisfy her girlish heart.

After making Celia happy, Wu Zetian said goodbye to Jing Tianming, leaving time and space to the other party, and couldn't bear to disturb them to catch up, after all, they hadn't seen each other for more than 3,000 years, and there were endless ups and downs.

Jing Tianming kept it for a while but was not too polite, he knew that Wu Zetian and his party had a heavy responsibility on their bodies, so they didn't dare to keep it far-fetched, so as not to make Celia unhappy.

Although Wu Zetian led people out of the luxurious mansion, they did not leave the sphere of influence of Sword Lake at the first time, and found a relatively quiet place to rest, eating dinner and discussing tomorrow's itinerary at the same time.

They did not leave the Space-Time Altar, they rested on the Space-Time Altar, and the Space-Time Altar floated down to the surface of the Sword Lake, turning into a lake platform, providing a stable resting spot for everyone.

Now it is nightfall, although there is no night in the sea and sky of the Dragon Palace, and the beautiful scene remains unchanged all year round, but people's spirits will be tired, and when it is time to sleep, they must naturally rest well, otherwise how can they have the spirit to fight tomorrow?

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