Small fish and flowers are indispensable.

Jiangfu, study.

"This is the Six Dice? No one on the rivers and lakes can crack it, but there is a secret book for the ninth mystery of the wedding dress magic skill?"

Taking advantage of Jiang Beihe's absence, Jiang Yuyan sneaked into the study and found a delicate dice.

Looking at the dice, she couldn't stop the look of surprise on her face.

Legend has it that the wedding dress of the Shifting Flower Palace is divided into nine folds, of which the ninth center of gravity is hidden in the six god dice, which is called Shifting Flowers and Grafting Trees.

Whoever can practice grafting flowers and trees can become the first in the world and invincible in the world.

The method of grafting is stored in the six god dice, but no one has ever opened the six god dice for hundreds of years, so no one has ever practiced grafting.

This legend has always been regarded as a legend by most people, and even the palace master of the Shifting Flower Palace does not believe that this martial art really exists.

It's just that Jiang Yuyan, who has watched the imprint of her own fate, clearly knows that the Hu Ren's rhythm is the order in which the dice are opened.

The dice are hidden in the Persian script of the mind, which is divided into six sentences, which is the highest meaning of the wedding dress.

"However, I already have the immortal canon in the chat group, how can such ordinary martial arts enter my eyes?"

"I might as well exchange it for immortal grass from the immortal real person, and then I can step into the gate of the immortal path in one step, cultivate immortal immortality, and become an immortal and a god."

After playing with the dice for a while, Jiang Yuyan even opened the mechanism and saw the so-called supreme mystery.

It's just that at this time, she no longer looks down on this martial art, and she abandons it like a shoe.

Jiang Yuyan opened the red envelope function of the chat group, and after tinkering, she figured out how to operate.

Subsequently, she decisively sent the Six Divine Dice to the Immortal True Person.

【Ding! 'Jiang Yuyan, to the group leader's immortal real person, sent an exclusive red envelope! 】

Jiang Yuyan: "The little woman found the Liuren God Dice and dedicated it to the real person, and asked the real person to look at it."

After sending the dice over, Jiang Yuyan was a little nervous.

She hopes that the speed of the real person can be faster, and the dice will be returned in time and the things will be returned to their original owners.

If Jiang Beihe comes back early, then she will die.

.....

Mortal cultivators in the world of immortals.

Sea of Troubled Stars.

"Whew..."

In the cave mansion of Xiaohuandao, Han Li opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

"I actually broke through the realm of Jindan directly, and this mixed yuan spiritual liquid is really magical."

Feeling the round and golden golden pill in the dantian, Han Li's face showed a hint of excitement.

Previously, he didn't know how much he had endured and how much time it had taken to barely build a foundation.

But now, just by taking a drop of mixed element spiritual liquid, he has directly passed the two small stages of the late stage of foundation building and the peak of foundation building, and directly condensed the golden pill.

Just such an inconspicuous drop of liquid, but it saved him at least a hundred years of time, and it was terrifying.

"The Jindan Realm is different from the Knot Dan Stage, not only is the mana and divine sense more condensed, but even the strength is stronger than the Knot Dan Stage."

"It seems that it is really a clear choice for me to transfer to the immortal scriptures handed down by real people before."

Han Li's previous cultivation was the first half of the Great Yan Technique passed down by the Great Yan Divine Monarch, and the cultivators who cultivated this technique were able to far surpass the monks of the same level in terms of divine sense, and when facing all kinds of mental control and charm techniques, the Great Yan Technique could also operate automatically, allowing the monks to get rid of the situation of being controlled by others. ….

But compared with the immortal canon passed down by the immortal real person in the chat group, it is not half a star, and the two are not comparable at all.

Thinking of this, Han Li was even happier.

"But... Next time, if you want to cultivate so quickly, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

After being happy, Han Li's brows furrowed.

This time, his cultivation was able to improve, thanks to the Palm Heaven Bottle in his hand, which he exchanged with the Immortal True Person for a drop of mixed yuan spiritual liquid.

But next time you want to find a treasure that can be exchanged with a real person, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

"It seems that it is not possible to hide in the cave and do penance, I have to go out and find an opportunity."

Thinking of this, Han Li stood up and sighed.

His qualifications are low, and he is in the human realm, and the aura between heaven and earth is relatively thin.

Even if you have the immortal canon passed down by the immortal real person in your hand, it is not easy to quickly improve your cultivation.

Not to mention, like this time, he crossed two small classes one after another and directly broke through a big realm.

......

The world of Dragon and Snake Romance.

In early December, the weather suddenly turned cold.

Overnight, the north wind howled.

Snowflakes were falling in a frenzy, and by the time dawn came, a thick layer of snow had fallen on the ground.

At five o'clock in the morning, Wang Chao woke up.

After getting dressed, he went to the park at the back of the neighborhood as usual, ready to take the road to school.

"Huh.... My sister Tang is here!"

As soon as he stepped into the park, Wang Chao found that there were people boxing in the park today, quiet as a virgin, and moving like a rabbit.

It was a woman in her twenties, dressed in a tracksuit with a ponytail tied at the back.

It is the rich sister that Wang Chao thinks about day and night, Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen punched very slowly, as if he was catching a fish, anyway, Wang Chao couldn't understand it.

"What should I do? Just like in the original book, impress Sister Tang with sincerity and get her to teach you boxing?"

"Or should I be more direct and have a showdown with her?"

Wang Chao was a little hesitant, his family was not good, and his parents were ordinary laid-off workers, which also developed his somewhat inferiority complex and introverted character.

Entering the chat group, he was excited and didn't sleep well for several days, after all, he was only a sixteen-year-old sophomore in high school.

Being able to keep this secret and not reveal it to others is already considered to be his calm heart.

Now, when he met the noble person who would change his life in the future, and Tang Zichen, who was also his future wife, he couldn't sit still.

He couldn't wait to confide in her, step into the road of cultivating immortals as soon as possible, live forever, and become immortals.

"It's done, with my understanding of the imprint of fate, I don't believe that I can't convince Sister Tang."

"Besides, if you are not impulsive and willful, what kind of teenager is you called?"

"Today, I, Wang Chao, am going to be willful!"

After all, it was the nature of a teenager, impulsiveness overwhelmed reason, and Wang Chao made a choice.

He groaned for a moment, then walked briskly forward.

came to stand two meters in front of Tang Zichen's boxing, and watched her practice boxing unscrupulously.

"Hello Sister Tang, I'm Wang Chao, it's a pleasure to meet you."

After looking at it for a while, Wang Chao was bold and greeted the other party.

"Whew..."

Hearing this, Tang Zichen was slightly startled in his heart, stopped his fist, and slowly collected his strength. ….

She raised her hands to her eyebrows, then slowly pressed down to her abdomen, and gently stepped her left foot on the ground, exhaling a long breath.

A white gas shot straight out of her mouth, like a sharp arrow that shot out.

"How did you know my identity? Or do you want to die?"

Tang Zichen looked Wang Chao up and down, and saw that his muscles were relaxed, and his standing posture did not look like he had practiced martial arts, but he did not do it directly.

Most importantly, her spiritual sense told her that the young man in front of her was a noble person who would influence her future life.

"I know Sister Tang has a villa here, why don't we talk about it in detail?"

Wang Chao quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly on his face.

He was really afraid that the other party would do it without saying a word, so he would confess here today.

Luckily, he won the bet.

"Looks like you know a lot."

Tang Zichen stood straight, ready to attack at any time.

"I have no ill will towards Sister Tang, Sister might as well listen to me first, if you want to kill or chop

, my sister has the final say, how?"

Wang Chao pursed his lips and said.

"Okay, I'm going to see what tricks you're going to play."

Tang Zichen glanced at him deeply, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

Then, she turned around and left, and Wang Chao hurriedly followed.

The two came to the south of Tianxing Lake and entered a high-end villa community.

Then, Tang Zichen took out the access card, opened the door of the eighteenth villa, and walked in.

"Now you can say it, right?"

The two sat down on the sofa, and Tang Zichen asked with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Before answering your question, Sister Tang, let me introduce myself."

Wang Chao looked at the decoration of the villa and was shocked in his heart, but soon, he restrained his emotions.

He organized his words, slowly recounted his family history, and talked about joining the chat group and learning about his fate.

"Chat group.... Heavens and worlds.... Flood Wilderness Immortal Real People.... Covering the sky Ye Fan.... Perfect Emperor of the Desolate Heaven.... HarmonyOS Master.... Various group members ....."

"In the future, you will become the number one in the world, and I will marry you?"

With Wang Chao's showdown, the door to a new world was opened for Tang Zichen.

The chat group that communicates with the heavens and all the worlds, as well as the group members from different worlds, as well as the immortal classics that go directly to the fairyland, the realm division of the heavens and all the worlds....

All of this is something that Tang Zichen has never heard of or seen.

Her first reaction was that the little guy was lying, he was talking nonsense.

But looking at Wang Chao's sincere eyes and Tang Zichen's spiritual sense of sincerity, she knew that the other party was not lying.

"Wang Chao, right, your so-called chat group.... But what proof do you have?"

Tang Zichen stroked the hair on his forehead, and his calm heart lake rippled slightly.

This little ghost in front of him turned out to be his future husband?

"Evidence.... Yes, I can send you a red envelope."

When Wang Chao heard this, he thought about it, and with a flash of inspiration, he pointed to the coffee table in front of him and waved his hand.

He stuffed the coffee table into a red envelope and sent it to himself as a storage space.

"Whew.....

Silently, the coffee table that is 1.4 meters long, 80 centimeters wide and 50 centimeters high disappeared. ….

Seeing this, Tang Zichen was so shocked that he stood up on the spot and carefully looked at the ground where the coffee table was originally placed.

She even stepped on it a few times with her foot, and the hardwood floor was nothing out of the ordinary, and there were no mechanisms.

"This.... Is the chat group you talking about real?"

This unconventional scene really shocked Tang Zichen.

If you want to talk about magic, most of them are tricks, and it's okay to fool ordinary people, but it's ridiculous in the eyes of national art masters.

But like such a big coffee table, it will change if it is said to be gone, and she can't believe it.

Then, there is only one possibility for the truth, that is, what Wang Chao said is true.

"Sister Tang, I dare to swear with my net worth and my life, everything I said is true."

"By the way, I also silently wrote the immortal code given by the immortal real person, and asked my sister to take a look."

Wang Chao patted his forehead, took out a notebook from his schoolbag, and handed it over.

"Oh, Sendian? I'll take a look first."

When Tang Zichen heard this, he even breathed three points heavier, and hurriedly took the notebook and looked through it.

On the first page, it reads "The Book of Eternal Life: Martial Arts", followed by the main text.

The handwriting is a little sloppy, and it should be written by Wang Chao one stroke at a time.

Tang Zichen glanced at it quickly, and only felt that every word was fine, and every word contained subtle meaning.

She immediately concluded that this immortal book should be true.

"You mean, just get involved in some of the plots

If you give the cheats to that immortal real person, you can exchange them for the immortal grass cultivation immortal codex? And that's why you're so open and honest with me?"

After a long time, Tang Zichen closed the notebook, pushed it back, looked at Wang Chao's eyes seriously, and asked.

"Yes, I am not the first group member, but the third group to join, those old group members have role models in front of them, I am just drawing a scoop from the gourd."

"By the way, let's give this immortal book to Sister Tang."

Wang Chao pushed the notebook back and looked at Tang Zichen sincerely and said.

"In that case... Try this three-body pose."

When Tang Zichen heard this, he got up and came to the study, took a booklet and handed it to Wang Chao.

She didn't say anything about how the fairy grass was distributed, and before she saw the fairy grass with her own eyes, she talked about all this nonsense.

"Uh-huh, thank you, Sister Tang."

Wang Chao took the booklet and said gratefully.

Then, he put the coffee table in the red envelope back in its place, and then sent the three-body pose to the immortal real person.

【Ding! 'Wang Chao, to the group leader' Changsheng Zhenren, sent an exclusive red envelope! 】

Wang Chao: "Real person, I had a showdown with Sister Tang, and she gave me a secret book of national arts, you can show it."

......

Condor World.

In a black pool swamp in Hunan, there stands a thatched house.

After leaving Peach Blossom Island, Zhou Botong searched for a long time and finally found this place.

It's just that he didn't know how to face Aunt Ying, and he didn't dare to move his steps when he stood outside.

"Burtong..."

Sensing the arrival of outsiders, a woman with white hair stepped out of the thatched hut, and from her slightly old countenance, it could be seen that she must have been a big beauty when she was young.

Seeing Zhou Botong standing outside the swamp, the woman was stupid, looking at him stupidly, and burst into tears. ….

"Aunt Ying, I've suffered you all these years."

Zhou Botong took a deep breath, stepped a little, jumped over the swamp, and came to the hut.

Looking at Liu Guifei, whose face was much older, Zhou Botong felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

"Bertone.... Our child is dead, woo woo ......"

Looking at Zhou Botong, who was close at hand, Aunt Ying threw herself into his arms and cried.

"I know, back then, in order to grab the name of the Five Uniques, Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, deliberately injured our children, trying to ask Emperor Duan to consume his strength to save him, so that his conspiracy could succeed."

"So, it was Qiu Qianren who killed our son, not Emperor Duan."

Zhou Botong hugged Aunt Ying and told the truth of the year.

"What, it turns out that the man in black back then was Qiu Qianren of the Iron Palm Gang? Damn it, killed our son, it deserves to be torn to pieces."

"However, Duan Zhixing doesn't ask for death when he sees it, and he can't forgive."

When Aunt Ying heard this, she was shocked, but her personality was extremely extreme, even if she knew the truth, she still hated Emperor Duan.

"Emperor Duan's crime will not lead to death, let's just teach him a lesson."

"Let's go to Qiu Qianren to take revenge, and dismantle this thief to eight pieces, so as to eliminate the hatred of this murderer."

Zhou Botong thought about it, his current strength surpassed that of his senior brother Wang Chongyang, and he was the best in the world, and it was just a matter of one sentence to find Qiu Qianren to take revenge.

"Okay, let's go avenge our son."

When Aunt Ying heard this, she couldn't wait to take revenge.

"Let's go."

Zhou Botong didn't shirk, took her hand, and jumped out more than ten feet away.

Three-color cup of milk tea