Text Chapter 292 Back to the pot

Although the planes are different, everyone's civilization still has something in common.

The more the two sides scolded, the more fierce they became, the elders of the Black Wind Sect had a lot of vocabulary, and they scolded the elders of the Purple Cloud Sect by changing the law, and several elders of the Purple Cloud Sect cultivated themselves on weekdays, and they didn't know much about some traditional cultures.

Finally, an elder of the Purple Cloud Sect couldn't stand it anymore, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a purple rainbow shot out, detonating the battle between the two sides!

Chen Qing thought that he would become the focus of everyone, but he didn't expect that the two forces on the other side would treat him as nothing, and when the other party was fighting, he put the body of the giant dragon into a storage bag and left.

As soon as Wang Jie and Wu Ling returned to Yunfeng City, they heard a rumbling sound from the side of the giant mountain, and it was endless.

The rumbling sound continued for twelve hours.

In this big battle, both sides came out with all their might, and in the end both sides lost!

The strange thing is that no matter how fierce the two sides fight, none of the foundation building powerhouses will lose their lives!

Because the strength of both sides is about the same, no one can help anyone, unless it is the sect master in the sect who makes a move, and the sect master makes a move, it means that the sect war has broken out in an all-round way, so that between the two sects, only one sect can survive.

In the development of the two sects for thousands of years, each has its own hole cards, and no one dares to take the lead in the war, so that the two sides have reached a balance to some extent.

In order to recuperate, the two groups decided to live in Yunfeng City for a period of time.

A day later, the news that Chen Qing, the chief disciple of the Sword Sect, had obtained the Taixuan Sutra spread throughout the major sects.

The Sect Master of the Sword Sect was overjoyed upon learning the news, and immediately sent the major elites in the sect to recall Chen Qing, while the rest of the sects also sent disciples to find Chen Qing.

After Chen Qing learned the news, he was almost so angry that he vomited blood!

I don't carry this pot!Damn, I don't even know what the Taixuan Sutra is.

In the courtyard, Wang Hao sat on the swing, looking at the black chickens on the ground, and Wu Ling was cooing beside him, sprinkling food for these black chickens.

These black chickens are expensive in this other world, and they actually want one or two, and they are still chickens!

"Wu Ling, I didn't give you money to buy chicken, haven't you chased a girl? You can't buy something for Wang Jie, such as lipstick or something. "Wang Hao is really thinking about Wu Ling's future, if he doesn't help this Wu Ling, he is really afraid that Wu Ling will be single for the rest of his life!

"But I looked, there was no lipstick on the street. Wu Ling said to Wang Hao solemnly.

Wang Hao thumped his chest, and was almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood, "There is always rouge gouache." ”

Wu Ling suddenly realized, took the money, and hurried out of the courtyard.

Half a moment later, Wu Ling returned.

Under Wang Hao's gaze, Wu Ling took the rouge gouache and walked towards the door of Wang Jie's room very shyly.

Wu Ling knocked on Wang Jie's door, Wang Jie opened the door, her face was cold, "What are you doing?"

Wu Ling stammered: "Buy, buy, buy, give you rouge gouache." ”

The baby dragon ran out of the room, jumped onto Wu Ling's shoulder, and licked Wu Ling's face with his tongue.

Wang Jie looked at the rouge gouache that Wu Ling was carrying in his hand, and said coldly: "Do you think I'm not beautiful enough?"

Wu Ling's face turned red, and he hurriedly said, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." ”

"Your face is so red, are you lying?" asked Wang Jie sharply.

"No, when I see you, my heart pounds, my blood accelerates, and my face turns red. Wu Ling's eyes looked at Wang Jie's face, and he didn't take his eyes off for a moment.

Wang Jie sighed, snatched the rouge gouache, closed the door, and the baby dragon saw Wang Jie close the door, jumped off Wu Ling's shoulder, and wanted to jump into the room, but was kicked out of the door by Wang Jie.

The baby dragon hummed and begged outside for a long time, but he didn't see Wang Jie open the door.

So, the baby dragon jumped into Wu Ling's arms, and he had a natural fear of Wang Hao, for fear that Wang Hao would slaughter Wang Jie and Wu Ling while they were not paying attention.

This baby dragon is completely thinking too much, in Wang Hao's heart, the value of a baby dragon that can grow is completely more than the corpse of a baby dragon.

For the Taixuan Sutra, Wang Hao flipped it over, it is the method of practicing qi in this world, this is the volume of condensation, for this Taixuan Sutra, Wang Hao did not swallow it alone, it copied the Taixuan Sutra in two copies, and gave them to Wang Jie and Wu Ling respectively.

Wang Hao was well-intentioned, who knew that Wang Jie threw this Taixuan Sutra aside, and didn't even look at it, she explained: "Cultivating two systems at the same time will lead to chaos of energy in the body, resulting in an explosion of death." ”

Wang Jie's expression didn't seem to be fake, so Wang Hao didn't practice this Taixuan Sutra.

Wang Hao basked in the sun and began to recall the content of the Taixuan Sutra without incident.

As soon as he recalled, Wang Hao found that the things on the Taixuan Sutra were very wonderful, the Qi Condensation Realm was to broaden and strengthen the meridians of the human body and absorb the vitality of heaven and earth.

Wang Hao didn't notice that with his memories, the aura around his body surged, Wang Hao's immortal realm improved rapidly, condensing qi one realm, two, three, four, five, Wang Hao's body was like a black hole, greedily absorbing the vitality between heaven and earth.