On this day, Wang Chongyang has been thinking about the problem of Nangong Yu, it stands to reason that Nangong Yu's cultivation should not be as high as his own, but Nangong Yu and others are not afraid of their own fire.

And the ghost fire is the best and only most lethal weapon in Wang Chongyang's hands at this time, in addition, I am afraid that I will never find any other weapon to resist the enemy, which is also one of Wang Chongyang's shortcomings.

Wang Chongyang was even thinking that he had encountered a lot of things these days, but he didn't seem to get the benefits except for his own cultivation.

In the past, when the cultivation was low, Nima could explode a bunch of things by killing a small monster at will, but now there is almost nothing to get from killing monsters except cultivation.

It seems that it's time to find a weapon for himself that can replace the ghost fire, and since Xiuzhen has been cultivating for so long, Wang Chongyang has also understood a truth, this magic weapon in the cultivation realm, even if it is an existence against the sky, it is impossible to kill.

There is a principle of five elements restraining each other, one thing descending one thing, and no matter how awesome the weapon is, it will always encounter a magic weapon to restrain it.

Nangong Yu actually didn't restrain his ghostly fire, but it gave Wang Chongyang a wake-up call, and the refining weapon was already imminent.

The video turmoil finally came to an end, and in the afternoon, Zhou Yaqi went to the villa to supervise the decoration after eating, and Xiaoyu slept all morning and didn't wake up.

Wang Chongyang was lying on the sofa, thinking about his ominous blade Son of Heaven Sword, although he had practiced it once, but every time it was not supplemented by ghostly fire, it was simply an ordinary blade, and it could not even be called a magic weapon.

He thought about lying on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone, and contacted Gushu Zhenjun to come, Gushu Zhenjun knew a refining maniac, maybe he could ask Gushu Zhenjun from the mouth of the thing to ask what the reason was.

After the message was sent, he didn't reply for a long time, and then he unconsciously opened the WeChat of the Flawless Fairy, and found that the message he sent to her when he woke up has not been replied to, and he doesn't know how she is now, whether she is alive or dead.

Donghuang Taiyi stayed on the balcony without saying a word, and seemed to be thinking about the plan in his heart.

Hu Xian'er is also full of thoughts, but fortunately, Donghuang Taiyi has no time to be distracted to read her consciousness now.

Wang Chongyang couldn't help but start thinking at this time, isn't the so-called anti-heavenly tribulation just suffering a heavenly thunder tribulation, and then reversing it, allowing himself to go back to the past to change some things that cannot be changed.

Thinking of this, Wang Chongyang thought of Nangong Yu and them again, since the people of the special security department can make time stand still, theoretically, it should also be possible to reverse time.

I didn't think of this question before, and the next time Nangong Yu comes to me again, I must ask her this question, if I can, it doesn't hurt to join the Ministry of Special Security.

Thinking about it, Wang Chongyang actually fell asleep on the sofa, and as soon as he fell asleep, he felt as if he had returned to the Wuke grassland.

Standing alone on the endless Wuke grassland, there is not even a single ancient beast in the previous episode, and there is no drought girl here.

Wang Chongyang couldn't help but shout towards the sky, "Tianwu...... Great Brahma ...... God ......"

After shouting for a long time, no one responded to him, Wang Chongyang suddenly lay on the grass, faintly feeling that this was a dream, he had returned to reality, and it was impossible to appear here again.

So far, there is no record of Wang Chongyang's re-entry in the dungeon he has been to in the boundless space, and it should be the same this time.

At this moment, Wang Chongyang heard a rustling sound, and he immediately sat up, but saw a white shadow walking slowly not far away.

The white shadow was smaller, looking like a child, and when the man approached, Wang Chongyang saw that the man was at least a hundred years old, with white hair, a white beard that was already above the knees, and white eyebrows were connected to his beard.

The man was not tall, Wang Chongyang was as tall as him when he sat on the ground, and he was emaciated, and after walking in front of Wang Chongyang, he stood in place and stared at Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chongyang didn't know who the other party was, and he also looked at the other party in surprise, "Who are you?" How did it appear in the Uk steppe? ”

The dwarf white-bearded old man just looked at Wang Chongyang quietly, and he didn't speak, without the slightest expression on his face.

Being stared at like this by such a strange old man, Wang Chongyang was a little unnatural, and immediately stood up and asked again, "Who are you?" ”

The old dwarf man sighed, "It seems that you are the one the old man is waiting for?" ”

Wang Chongyang was surprised, "Are you waiting for me?" ”

The old dwarf man said, "The old man has been waiting for thousands of years, and you finally appeared!" ”

Wang Chongyang was puzzled, and said to the dwarf old man, "I'm here for the third time in the Uke grassland, since you're waiting for me, why did you appear this time!" ”

The old man of the dwarf said to Wang Chongyang, "The old man has been waiting for a person with a half-saint body to appear, although he knew that someone was coming a few times before, but he didn't feel that his cultivation had the level of a half-saint, so naturally he wouldn't appear!" ”

Wang Chongyang frowned and said in a daze, "What did you say?" Am I a demi-saint? ”

The old dwarf man also looked at Wang Chongyang in surprise, "What? You yourself are a half-saint, don't you even know it? ”

Wang Chongyang touched his head, and then shook his head, the last time he entered the Boundless Space, wasn't it the cultivation of the four grades of distraction, how could he become a half-saint for no reason?

And isn't the level of cultivation really differentiated according to the number of grades and the number of grades, this so-called semi-holy body, what are the grades of cultivation?

At the same time, Wang Chongyang suddenly thought of the word "half" that Zhihai and the little monk said to himself, could it be that they all saw that they were half-saints?

After the dwarf old man stroked his beard and looked at Wang Chongyang for a long time, he couldn't help but shake his head again and again, "You, a half-saint body, I'm afraid it's the worst half-saint body that the old man has seen!" It is obviously a half-holy body, but the cultivation is only a second grade, what is the reason? ”

Wang Chongyang's face moved when he heard this, and he immediately asked the dwarf old man, "What, you said that I have a second-grade cultivation?" ”

The dwarf old man looked at Wang Chongyang even more puzzled, "I don't even know how many grades and steps my cultivation is, how did your cultivation and this half-saint body come from?" ”

Wang Chongyang suddenly remembered that the last time he left the Wuke Grassland, he had asked Tianwu to help him survive the catastrophe, but Tianwu just pointed at it, and a black gas entered his body.

At that time, there was no reflection at all, and then I entered the universe of nothingness and saw the formation of Tianwu.

Unexpectedly, at that time, Tianwu had really helped him improve his cultivation, but after he slept for three years, he didn't realize that his cultivation had improved at all.

In addition, his cultivation has surpassed that of Donghuang Taiyi by too much, and Donghuang Taiyi can't sense his cultivation, so he naturally won't know how many grades and levels his cultivation has reached.

Thinking of this, he saw the dwarf old man in front of him looking at him with disgust on his face, and he couldn't help shaking his head and said, "The old man has been waiting for thousands of years, just waiting for such a thing?" ”

Wang Chongyang immediately put his hands on the shoulders of the dwarf old man, "Old man, old senior, can you really sense that I am a second-grade cultivator?" ”

The old dwarf man said with disdain on his face, "What else do you need to sense for your second-grade cultivation?" As long as you are a saint, you can see it! ”

Wang Chongyang's heart moved, he was a saint and he could see his cultivation, what he meant by this sentence didn't he mean that he was a saint?

Thinking of this, Wang Chongyang couldn't help but get excited, and immediately kept shaking the dwarf old man in front of him, "Senior, you say that I am a half-saint body, what is a half-saint body?" ”

The old dwarf had a headache, and as soon as he turned around, he broke free of Wang Chongyang's hands, Wang Chongyang didn't even feel that the other party was breaking free, just turned around simply, and the strength in his hands was completely dissolved by the other party.

But I saw that the old dwarf seemed to be angry, and he couldn't stop jumping and jumping on the grass, "This ...... Is he playing tricks on the old man, is it such an idiot who makes the old man wait? ”

Wang Chongyang listened to the dwarf old man say that he was a defective product for a while, and then he said that he was an idiot, if he hadn't felt that the old man's origin might not be simple, he would have scolded him a long time ago.

And after the dwarf old man danced for a long time, he gradually quieted down, glanced back at Wang Chongyang, and then asked, "How did you get here?" ”

Wang Chongyang hurriedly said, "I don't know, I thought it was a dream at first, but now it feels more and more real, and it doesn't seem to be a dream!" ”

The old dwarf man had a headache and said, "Didn't you contact me by luck?" ”

Wang Chongyang shook his head like a rattle, what luck, what contact him, when did he contact him, didn't he just sleep on the sofa and come here?

The old dwarf looked unbearable, but he had to endure it, and his old face turned red.

At this time, I heard the old dwarf ask himself, "If you don't take the initiative to contact me, then it means that your real body should be near me!" ”

Wang Chongyang looked at the dwarf old man in front of him as if he didn't understand, and he didn't understand what the other party was talking about, he was really near him? Isn't he on the second floor of the demonic supermarket, where there is nothing but Donghuang Taiyi and Hu Xian'er, and there is a comatose Xiaoyu who is unconscious, and there is no one else, right?

The dwarf old man looked at Wang Chongyang carefully at this time, "It's strange that you kid, the cultivation in your body is so miscellaneous, and you should be a mortal, but you have a half-saint body, what the hell are you?" ”

Wang Chongyang had already heard this strange old man ask himself what he was for the second time, he was really a clay man and an earthy man, and immediately said to the dwarf old man, "What about you, what are you?" ”

The old dwarf looked at Wang Chongyang in a daze when he heard this, as if he didn't expect Wang Chongyang to ask him this.

Wang Chongyang looked at the expression of the dwarf old man, as if he was angry with himself, and secretly said that he should not be reckless, after all, he is an old-timer.

I didn't want this old man to suddenly pat his head and laugh at Wang Chongyang, as if he had picked up a treasure.

Wang Chongyang looked at the dwarf old man in a daze, and secretly said in his heart, this old guy should not have never been scolded before, and he was scolded stupidly by himself like this, right?