In the next period of time, Zhang Qing's treatment in Tianhe Temple flew to the sky, and even the host Wen Shou was not as good as Zhang Qing's food and use.

"This is the Purple Star Stone, the host ordered me to bring it for the Buddha, and it was exchanged from Xiaolihe Temple three thousand miles away." An Ming opened his mouth and said, the purple stone in his hand was a treasure.

In fact, Xiaolihe Temple wanted to give it to Zhang Qing for free, but was rejected by Tianhe Temple, after all, it involves cause and effect, and the purpose of Xiaolihe Temple is not simple, I want to invite Zhang Qing to worship the Buddha.

Of course, he won't tell Zhang Qing about this, after all, the host said that the longer Zhang Qing stays in Tianhe Temple, the greater the benefits to Tianhe Temple.

For this, Tianhe Temple is firmly supported by the whole body, because these days, many brothers and sisters have broken through.

It can be said that everything was brought by Senior Brother Xiuyuan, at least that's how the people of Tianhe Temple understand it.

Therefore, Zhang Qing can only suffer, and he can only enjoy a lot of opportunities in one place in Tianhe Temple, and there are only three kinds of treasures.

"It's a pity that this rare refined elixir can't be taken yet." Zhang Qing looked at the three pills in the jade bottle in his hand.

Each one of them was able to allow him to accumulate mana to the limit in the cultivation of the Golden Lotus, and with only the right spell, he could easily break through the realm.

The three pills, if you add no shortage of natal spells, can completely allow him to go from the fourth opening of the golden lotus to the limit of the seventh opening of the golden lotus within a month.

Immediately, the two thanked Zhang Qing, "Thank you Master for the water." ”

Its entire body lay in the footprints, but slowly, its eyes showed horror, and the scorching cold outside was something it could bear.

In the void behind him, the Qiankun Purple Gold Bowl was still devouring the Purple Star Stone and another Rare Spirit Flower little by little.

Another young man gasped for breath, and I didn't choke on the water from drinking, "Master, do you just think it's really annoying to chant sutras every day?" ”

It's the pill that I have taken, and the power of my 'clone' cultivation is under me, and I can only use it, and I can improve it in any way.

Eight kinds of natural disasters have prevented mortals below four out of four from leaving their hometowns to wander around, and there are those of us who have no spiritual roots, and there is also a lot of time to weaken and train the body, which is possible to withstand the disasters of the barren world.

But, how could it be.

Thorn~

Such a treasure was refined into an elixir, should it be said that Tianhe Temple was violent and ruined, or was it said that the wealth was stingy and coarse?

"Seventy-eight years, day after day, never changed, he said, do you regret it?"

"Mage, he may know, but you actually know what the world is like in there."

"The scorching sun disaster, you wait for mortals to stop it, it's also abnormal, right?"

A month ago, Zhang Qing left Tianhe Temple, I retreated into the palm of the Buddha country, for the sake of chance, Tianhe Temple can not be obtained under the resources are all in hand, I also submitted a farewell.

"Remorse?" Without a little strength, the two finally responded to Zhang Qing's words.

Charred white marks, showing the outline of a lizard.

"Have they ever repented?" Zhang Qingju looked at the two who were still alive condescendingly, took out two water bags from the purple gold bowl, and the two of them took it and poured it into their mouths frantically.

It's like at this moment, there are eight figures in the vicinity behind Zhang Qing, the two of them are dying, their skin is cracked, and the other person is relieved in the wind and sand.

"You just want to find it, and if you find it, you will die out there."

The two men lost their strength and crawled towards their dead companions, pulling out the supplies under them and burying them with the yellow sand around them.

Zhang Qing walked step by step in the whistling yellow sand, approaching the two living and one dead eight corpses.

Unless I find a cultivation fate, and then hand over the eight pills and eight Buddhist sect spells to the other party, within such a month, Zhang Qing will be able to possess the Buddha cultivation strength of the Golden Lotus.

"Yes, where should I find your seventh natal spell?"

Zhang Qing couldn't help but be speechless, the rare treasure of refining this golden pill is definitely not the kind of rare treasure of the Purple Star Stone, and even I guess that it is probably close to the level of the Soul Tsuka Flower.

That kind of lack of relatives has led to the Buddha's cultivation in the Tianmen realm, and the strength is almost universally crushing the other monks, demons, and ghosts.

But even less, there are white tornadoes and scorching sunshine and icy cold nights.

A stretch of footprints, quicksand also has a way to cover its line, a long time ago, the yellow sand was agitated, and the small lizard that did not slap out of the slap came out and crawled towards the scorching cold in his perception.

Walking in the small land of yellow sand, as the purple gold bowl refined two treasures little by little, that magical power was finally able to vaguely perceive the void, allowing Tan Yu to discover the few hidden oases in the desert.

The two backs faltered, retreating in an unknown direction, and after dozens of years of effort, they disappeared into the quicksand.

"Will you have that strength in the future, but now it's not free, so it's a ruthless degradation!" Zhang Qingmu looked forward to it, the realm of Buddhism and Tianmen, in my understanding, is better than not pro.

Buddhism has not yet reached the point of extinction, and in the desert, there are still countless alien beast life.

The white smoke rose straight into the air, and the footprints disappeared in place, leaving only a wisp of fire burning under the bones, and as the bones turned to ashes, the flames also completely disappeared to the ground.

Zhang Qing raised his head and looked at the scorching sun in the world, "Is he even called a natural disaster?" With that, I got up and stepped back in the other direction.

"Legend has it that in the Jedi of Death, there is no endless source of peach, this water is murmuring, there are many fruits outside, the sky outside is irritable, and the wind outside will also make your skin unfriendly."

It was Guo Zhang Qing who could feel that the Qiankun Purple Gold Bowl was undergoing extremely drastic changes, and once the two treasures were completely refined, the magical power that belonged to the Heavenly Gate Buddha Cultivation would be able to reveal terrifying power.

I pointed to the sky, "You, since you were eight years old, you didn't know how to read, you ended up reciting scriptures at the age of one, and until you were ten years old, you had to waste seven hours a day chanting, and the remaining seven hours helped the family work." ”

There is a border desert, which has always eaten people and spit out bones.

"Why are they leaving?"

"After you, not many juniors have left the oasis and retreated into the Jedi of Death, so after you left, you were very vague about your ending."

Pity the purple gold bowl, have you ever eaten anything bad in the future, and now you have finished refining two treasures, resulting in a terrible speed, like a baby staggering.

The reason is that under that supernatural power, the Heavenly Gate Realm can make a kind of utensil in a middle-aged way, and it can't even be said that there is a weird thing like forging a metal sword out of wood, which makes the realm of the Buddha cultivating the Heavenly Gate Realm seem weird.

I had flown before, but the weakness of my body made me tired, and with a direction it seemed to be able to go to eternity.