The name of the ginseng fruit is so big, it is said to ripen once in 9,000 years, smell the ginseng fruit, you can live 360 years old, eat one, you can live for 47,000 years!

However, because the ginseng fruit looks like a baby, there are many conspiracy theories in later generations in China.

Qin Jun was very interested in ginseng fruits, and if the cultivation of ginseng fruits did not harm the heavens, he would consider planting them in the Great Qin Heavenly City.

Summoned Zhen Yuanzi, who should be summoned next?

Qin Jun began to get entangled, now he didn't lack a top-notch manifest saint, and the saint couldn't be summoned directly.

It's really uncomfortable.

Hey?

That's right!

"System, summon Sanxiao Niangniang, they at their peak, restore the memory of their previous life!"

Qin Jun commanded in his heart, Sanxiao Niangniang set up a formation together, the Jiuqu Yellow River Great Array, that will be the god blocking and killing the god, and the Buddha blocking and killing the Buddha.

Of course, as soon as the saint makes a move, this array will also be broken.

"No, only one of them can be summoned!"

The system replied indifferently, making Qin Jun almost vomit blood.

Can't Sanxiao Niangniang be a combination?

Golden horns and silver horns, bull heads and horse faces, and black and white impermanence all appear in the form of combinations.

No matter what Qin Jun says, the system just doesn't agree.

In desperation, Qin Jun could only choose to summon Yunxiao, her Mixed Yuan Golden Pill was not weaker than the powerful magic weapon of Dinghai Zhu.

So far, there have been many sectarian disciples under him, such as Yunxiao, Zhao Gongming, Ten Heavenly Monarchs, Plague God Lu Yue, Shiji Niangniang, etc.

Gee!

If the Tongtian Sect Master had the memories of his previous life and knew all this, would he vomit blood?

In addition, many disciples of Yuan Shi Tianzun are also under the banner of Qin Jun, and the same is true of the Western Buddhism led by the introduction and Zhun Ti.

Lao Tzu's only apprentice was taken away by Qin Jun.

Nuwa's pawn Daji has become the Holy Empress of Qin Jun, along with her brother Fuxi.

Except for Hongjun, the saints basically have cause and effect with Qin Jun, as well as the two clans of lichs.

It's exciting to think about.

Immediately, he asked the system to call up the list of Yunxiao's attributes.

"Clouds, from myths and legends!"

"Identity: Sect Interception Disciple!"

"Cultivation: Mid-stage of the Manifestation Realm!"

"Exercises: Nine Songs of the Yellow River!"

"Divine power: the sea of clouds is all over the sky, the purple qi comes from the east, the blue waves are rising, the Canglan is fascinated, and the universe is played!"

"Magic Weapon: Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket!"

"Mount: Qingluan!"

"Loyalty: 85 out of 100)!"

There is actually a cultivation in the middle stage of the Holy Realm, which is stronger than burning a lamp, and it is comparable to Rulai!

Qin Jun was pleasantly surprised, but it was normal to think about it carefully.

Although the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket is known as a treasure at the sect master level, it is difficult to play its role without the support of cultivation.

Relying on the Jiuqu Yellow River Great Array, Sanxiao Niangniang almost ended the war of the gods, forcing Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi Tianzun to make a move, before the arrogance was extinguished.

"Continue to summon the Legion of Gods and Demons!"

Qin Jun commanded in his heart, outside of this time, he still had one chance to be at the peak of his loyalty, two opportunities to awaken to the limit, and two opportunities to listen to the Tao.

The rest of the rewards are used by him, and the random lottery does not draw out the treasure against the sky, as for the skill inheritance, he is ready to give gifts to his meritorious gods and demons, and the meritocracy search opportunity has been used, and the sage will work independently.

"Refreshed, rest first today!"

Qin Jun got up and twisted his neck.

The addition of Zhen Yuanzi and Yunxiao is bound to make the Qin Immortal Realm stronger, and it will definitely play a big role in the battle against the Holy Gate.

"Shouldn't we let Dijiang and Yunxiao return to the gods and demons and gather the ancestral witches and Sanxiao together?"

Qin Jun muttered as he walked towards the tree-lined path of the Imperial Garden.

......

In the depths of the starry sky, there is a dark continent suspended, and the mountain peaks above it are like thorns.

Yangbei Shenpan sat on the top of the highest mountain peak in the center of the continent, and there were four rays of light and shadow suspended in front of him, which were none other than his disciples.

"As a teacher, you have to retreat, and you won't go to Qin Tiandi for trouble!"

Yang Beiming's tone was not very good, with a hint of boredom.

The four disciples looked at each other, and one of the disciples said stubbornly: "Master, Emperor Qin Tian's arrogance has been achieved, we naturally won't force you to trouble him, we are here for the matter of the Holy Gate Xuanchi." ”

Yangbei Ming couldn't even defeat the six gods of Qin Immortals, and now there was another Yang Jian, who was widely regarded as comparable to Yangbei Ming, and they naturally didn't dare to push their master into the fire pit.

Without Yang Beiming, their status in the universe will explode.

"What is the Holy Gate to shut me up?"

Yang Bei opened his eyes violently and said.

The last battle with the six gods of Qin Immortal made him realize that he was now a half-saint, and if he went further, he would be a saint who was as high as the sky.

If he can become holy, what is Emperor Qin?

He is still the first in the universe!

As everyone knows, there have been saints under Qin Jun's hands, and there are two half-saints alone.

The gap between him and Emperor Qin Tian is getting bigger and bigger.

Anyone who has been stepped on by Qin Jun will no longer be able to surpass him, and will only be thrown farther and farther away by him.

"Master, the Holy Gate is open to recruit geniuses, this is an opportunity, if we fall behind, we will be oppressed in the future!"

The other disciple was in a hurry, although they had all broken out of their prestige, they were not first-class forces, but Yangbei Ming was different, if they were alone, they were the top forces.

Yang Beiming is qualified to recommend geniuses to enter the Holy Gate, and the four of them naturally don't want to let go.

Hearing this, Yang Beiming's eyes became more and more cold, and these disciples only knew their own interests, which made him feel sad.

He used to accept disciples only based on talent, but now these disciples are abandoning their cultivation because of profits, but they are not successful, and he often regrets that he shouldn't have accepted these disciples.

But because these disciples were raised by him since childhood, like his own flesh and blood, he couldn't be ruthless.

From the outside world's point of view, he is indifferent, conceited, and invincible in the world.

As everyone knows, Yangbei has been crisscrossing to the present, and he cares more and more about family affection.

Loneliness is a sharp sword.

So Yang Beiming is now trying hard to cut love, and the strong have always been lonely.

"Okay!

Yang Beiming took a deep breath and said.

The four disciples were pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly thanked them.

"From now on, you are no longer my disciples!"

Yang Beiming continued, and as soon as these words came out, the four of them raised their heads violently and looked at him in disbelief.

"Master, what are you talking about?"

"What did we do wrong, and why did you expel us?"

"Master, no!"

"Master, the Holy Gate is the supreme master, it's not that we are spineless!"

The four disciples panicked, thinking that because of the matter of the Holy Gate, they had angered Yangbei Ming.

As everyone knows, it is their long-term greed that makes Yang Beiming disgusted with them.

"Get out!"

Yang Beiming waved his sleeves, and a strong wind directly twisted the four disciples' Yuan Shen projections.

The Dark Continent fell silent in an instant.

Bleak, silent.

"All my life, I was born for the sword, and I have no distractions. ”

Yang Beiming slowly closed his eyes, and at the moment of slashing his feelings, his heart suddenly sublimated.

In the dark, he seemed to have found something.

The sword is lonely, cold, and ruthless!

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