"Thousands of eons, and then continue the frontier. And today, the door of Wei has not been opened, and a wisp of divine thought for the teacher has forcibly broken the boundary, and there is only so much that can help you. Zixiao ignored everyone's horror, raised his hand and knocked Wang Chongyang's head with a green cane.

Although he couldn't see Zixiao's face, his voice was indifferent like a gentle stream, as if everything in the world could no longer disturb his state of mind.

Wang Chongyang had just come back from the dead, and coupled with some plausible, hazy and dream-like scattered memories that Zhang Shang had added to him, he didn't react at all for a while. He looked at the old man who beat him with a slightly sluggish expression, and a faint kindness suddenly rose in his heart, and it was an inexplicable fear.

Fear!

Wang Chongyang's brows furrowed slightly, and there was a little weirdness in his heart. He has forgotten how long he has not felt fear, whether it was the fall of the Liao State, the invasion of the Jin people by the Great Song Dynasty, and the collapse of the army on the border, or after becoming the first person in the world.

Afraid, ridiculous, my dignified Wang Chongyang will feel afraid!

Wang Chongyang's mind was still a little messy, and his chapped lips moved slightly, wanting to say something. It's just that before he could speak, he inadvertently glanced at his hands, and his pupils suddenly constricted, revealing endless horror.

Because he noticed that there was a certain change in his body, an incredible change!

The hands, which were already old age spots and wrinkles, were becoming fuller at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, he felt that his body was like a reviving tree, exuding infinite vitality again, and he hadn't felt that abundant breath of life for an unknown amount of time.

Although his body is still very weak, the young body full of vitality still makes Wang Chongyang can't help but revel in it.

It's like a new lease of life!

Wait, freshman!?

Am I not, already dead?

It was only at this time that Wang Chongyang realized an important problem. He was already dead, but why was he still conscious, and where was he now?

Wang Chongyang's eyes turned to look around, and he saw the endless black crowd around him, as well as the coffin under him that was obviously used for funeral, and vaguely guessed something. He was dazed and a little shocked, looking at the old man in front of him who was dimly unable to peek into his true face, and muttered that he didn't know what to say.

"Idiot, I hope you are doing it yourself." Zixiao sighed lightly, didn't look at Wang Chongyang, who was already confused, and flew straight to the sky with his feet in the void.

Fly, fly!

And yourself?

Wang Chongyang's heart was in a mess, and he only felt that countless broken pictures flashed in his mind, but he couldn't see it clearly. He suddenly came back to his senses, looked anxiously at the old man who had left, and said in a dry voice: "Dare to ask the old immortal Gao's name!" ”

"Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is true. Outside the heaven and earth, I should be in charge of the sect. Decay, Zixiao! The old man's figure had long been invisible, but there was still a murmur coming from above the nine heavens, making it clear to people within a radius of dozens of miles.

Zixiao!

For a time, countless people looked up at the sky, silently chanted the name of Zixiao in their hearts, and remembered it in their hearts. Even if it is a lifetime, everyone present will never forget today's shocking scene and the name of Zixiao!

"Congratulations to the host, the faith points have increased to two hundred and thirty-five thousand six hundred!"

"Congratulations to the host, faith points are added to eight thousand nine!"

"Congratulations to the host, the faith points have increased to eight thousand five!"

At the same time, Zhang Shang heard a prompt sound of the system's machinery next to his ears.

The sound was continuous, and in the blink of an eye, it had been prompted dozens of times. These range from a maximum of 230,000 faith points to a minimum of a few hundred. As for how many faith points he has obtained, Zhang Shang has no specific concept. Because the system's chime began to slow down, but it continued continuously.

Zhang Shangao stood proudly on the top of the mountain, letting the mountain wind howl, blowing his robes and hunting. He listened to the huge point of faith that he had not dared to imagine a few days ago, and finally couldn't help but show a bright smile.

It's nice to have money!

No, it's a good feeling to be invincible!

Zhang Shang thought that now he could finally exchange cultivation casually, and even all kinds of powerful subordinates casually, he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart.

Golden thighs are golden thighs, and those bewitching and pretentious golden fingers are really different, this is a dragon when it encounters a storm!

Zhang Shang was intoxicated for a moment, glanced at Wang Chongyang, who was still in a daze, and showed a strange smile.

Fire Spirit Bloodline, this is the best bloodline worth 5,000 faith points, I wish you a pleasant experience. Thinking about it, it will be more interesting to be Wang Chongyang completely fused with his bloodline and receive the scattered memories of the flood famine that he instilled in him.

However, if you calculate the time, it will take about two days to fully merge.

"It's time for us to go." Zhang Shang took a deep breath, barely suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, looked up at the blue sky, and smiled.

Shao Si Ming was silent and did not respond directly.

She wrapped her arms around Zhang Shang's waist, hugged him tightly in her arms, and jumped towards the steep and steep cliff hundreds of meters behind her.

Zhang Shangzheng was intoxicated with the unimaginable huge gain, where did he think that Shao Si would leave without saying hello. He felt the stimulation of his body suddenly falling rapidly, and the wind whistling like a sharp blade in his ears, and he was so frightened that he almost screamed, and instinctively hugged Shao Siming's soft and slender willow waist, eager to rub it into his body.

Shao Siming squinted at Zhang Shang, who looked nervous, a faint smile was revealed in his clear purple eyes, and the corners of his ruddy mouth under the veil were unconsciously curled.

Zhang Shang's departure had no impact on the crowd below.

When people found out that the great god who called himself Zixiao had really left, they first waited cautiously for a moment before they all stood up from the ground one after another.

Qiu Chuji and the others glanced at each other, and then looked at Wang Chongyang, who looked like an eighteen-year-old boy, which was full of indescribable excitement and complexity.

The patriarch was enlightened by the gods, not only resurrected from the dead, but also rejuvenated. This is definitely the most important event since the founding of the Quanzhen Sect. No, today's events are not only a major event for the Quanzhen Sect, but also for all sects in the world.

The gate of Tianwei will be opened, and the gods and demons are about to return to the world. This news alone is enough to shock people.

Wang Chongyang has just come back to life, and he has not come back to his senses in such an accident for a while. He looked confused, his eyes stared blankly at the sky, and he sat in the coffin for a long time without reacting. It wasn't until Qiu Chuji and the others stepped forward cautiously and whispered a few times in disbelief in excitement that they had a slight reaction.

"Master (Patriarch)."

Qiu Chuji and the others bowed down and stood carefully beside Wang Chongyang, their expressions looking a little restrained.

"Let's go back first." Wang Chongyang glanced at the fanatical people around him, felt the earth-shaking changes in his body, his mind was still a little groggy, and he shook his head slightly.

This incident is also a very big shock to Wang Chongyang. Although he is the supreme master of Taoism today, he never imagined that he would have such an opportunity.

Back from the dead, rejuvenation!

Wang Chongyang silently clenched his fists, feeling the majestic vitality in his body, as well as a special feeling that he had never felt before, and he couldn't help but feel a little more like a dream in his heart.

When Qiu Chuji and the others heard this, they suddenly realized that this place was not the place to speak.

They looked at the people around them, and they also understood that if they continued to stay here, they were afraid that there would be chaos. It's just that when they saw Wang Chongyang, who was still sitting in the coffin, their faces couldn't help showing a faint embarrassment and a little overwhelmed.

However, Qiu Chuji is an old Jianghu after all, and he soon has a way. When all the Taoists of the Quanzhen Sect left, the crowds in all directions had not yet come to their senses.

Chongyang real people come back from the dead and rejuvenate!

Countless people think of the picture just now, and it is still full of disbelief and indescribable complexity.