Young Master Wang's smart brain was running at full speed, and he analyzed softly, "It turns out that Vientiane Zhenren is also one of the inheritors, but we are not an era, we are thousands of years apart, this fucking explanation doesn't make sense." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'll wipe it", Jiaozu next to him had a disgusted expression, "You are still from a high-tech society, don't you know that the time flow rate of the two spaces is different? Lao Tzu carried you all the way back from the crack, it seems to be very fast, but thousands of years have passed here......

Young Master Wang, who had always claimed that he had a perfect score in physics, was a little ashamed, scratched his head and said with a dry smile, "So that's the case, Lao Jiao, you have a very solid scientific and cultural knowledge."

"That's ~", Jiao Zu shook his black hair coquettishly, and was extremely embarrassed, "With my cultivation of the heavens, I can't remember what I want to remember?

"Heavenly Dao rules?", this is a new word that aroused Wang Li's interest.

Jiaozu knew that he was getting carried away and said that he had leaked his mouth, so he hurriedly ran over with a smile to change the topic, "Okay, okay, let's learn the Vientiane Creation Hand, in fact, the real name of this technique is called 'Xiaoyao Heavenly Hand', only those who have been quenched by Xiaoyao Purple Qi can practice, you have already learned Xiaoyaoyou, I believe there is no problem in learning this."

Wang Li finally knew why Qin Mu and how they begged were useless, it turned out that it was because they didn't have this qualification, someone thought of being happy, and laughed out loud.

Jiaozu stretched out a slender finger and gently pointed it at Wang Li's forehead, and suddenly a large number of mental formulas poured into the latter's mind, making him a little unable to accept it for a while.

After a few incense sticks, Young Master Wang finally straightened out this set of exercises, and when he was about to cultivate, he finally discovered the abnormality in his body.

"What the hell is this", Young Master Wang grabbed Jiaozu's shoulder and shook it like a ghost, "What the hell is this, give me a reasonable explanation."

Jiaozu let out a cold breath in his nostrils, stretched out his hand and pulled it, and Young Master Wang immediately fell on his stomach, "Boy, isn't it just that you have advanced to the Great Perfection of Qi Training, as for being so excited?"

"You know a fart", Wang Li got up, pointed at Jiao Zu's nose, saliva flying, "The master has already jumped two levels in a row, and now he has jumped two levels in a row, and when he goes out and is discovered by the sect master, will he be captured and sliced for experiments?"

Young Master Wang himself didn't find out, he didn't have a little awe of Jiaozu who cultivated as a horror in front of him, but was very presumptuous, in fact, the reason is very simple, Jiaozu also stayed on the earth for a while, and he could accept all of Wang Li's "strange" thoughts and words, which made him subconsciously feel like a fellow countryman seeing a fellow countryman, so he was very close.

Jiaozu snorted out laughing, pointed at Wang Li and couldn't speak, and it took a long time before he slowly stopped laughing, and said breathlessly, "Your fucking brain hole is too big, Lao Tzu has lived for so many years without such an awesome imagination as you."

"Forehead ......", Wang Liyan smiled, a little confused.

"You were sent by Qin Mu, what kind of virtue you were at that time, he knew best, don't worry", Jiaozu smiled and gave the former a brain melon, "Now, stop practicing for Lao Tzu, otherwise I will let you know why the flowers are so red."

Looking at Jiao Zu, who was constantly kneading his hand bones and had bad intentions, Young Master Wang hurriedly sat down cross-legged and began to practice honestly.

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At the top of Jingtai Peak, Jingtai Palace, Jiang Shuihan was lying on the bed with a pale face, and the other seven peak masters were all present, in fact, they had never left this Jingtai Hall except for presiding over the funeral of the disciples who died in battle.

Wang Li...... Is there really nothing wrong?", Jiang Shuihan's face was full of surprise, this is simply great news.

You must know that our eldest young master Wang not only ate a blood pill, but also has a ghost ancestor law body behind him, and there is also a half-step golden pill and a ruthless Ding old monster, any one of them is a mortal situation, but he actually survived!

"En", Qin Mu bowed his head slightly, and said with a smile, "I personally went to Lord Jiaozu to ask, and he said that Wang Li has awakened and advanced to the Great Perfection of Qi Training, and is now in retreat."

"This is simply a miracle ......", Jiang Shuihan laughed, but there was a lot of burden, how much patience, and how much sadness there was in this laugh.

The sound of desolate laughter continued to echo in the empty hall, and all the peak masters bowed their heads slightly, all of them were silent, they knew that Jiang Shuihan was thinking of the hundreds of Jingtai Peak disciples who died in battle.

Some people are laughing, but there is endless sadness in their hearts.

Laughter is just a means of venting, which is more heart-wrenching than crying.

Qin Mu opened his mouth and said softly, "Senior Brother Jiang...... Mourn the day...... The heroic spirit is gone, and those who live will carry on the will and move forward again."

Jiang Shuihan wiped his reddened eyes with his sleeve robe, "Senior brother...... It's me who is incompetent, I should have given the order to retreat early......", he could go to his death without frowning, but his heart hurt to see the young and unbloomed lives pass away like this.

Everyone sighed in unison, as if they had gone back to the past, when they were still a group of small beans, and they also looked at the youngest Jiang Shuihan squatting on the ground and crying.

It's just that he cried for a piece of candy at the beginning, and now he is crying for hundreds of lives under his seat.

A person will never forget the attribute of crying, but as he gets older, what he cherishes changes.

There is a way that men don't flick when they have tears, but they don't get to the sad place.

The peak masters patted Jiang Shuihan's shoulder one after another, expressing their comfort, and then turned their heads to look in the direction of Death Ying Peak, where the white flags fluttered, and there were countless newly erected stone tablets standing silently, they died to guard this sect, to guard the Tao in their hearts, although their cultivation was not high, but they were equally great.

On the huge Jingtai Peak, Xiaopang is lying in the cave, not knowing when he will wake up.

Xu Qing sat on the stone chair, staring blankly at the beam of sunlight projected into the mansion, without saying a word.

Jing Yuanhang's eyes were bloodshot, and he was preparing healing medicine, there were too many injured people, and there were still many disciples who had not been assigned the medicine, and they were moaning in pain.

The Vientiane Sect, which has been calm for a hundred years, experienced this great battle, and quietly lay down to lick its wounds like a wounded tiger, and what the sect needs now is to recuperate.

It is not only the person's injury that is cultivated, but more importantly, the person's heart, which needs to be quiet.

After this battle, all the disciples had a deeper understanding in the blood and fire, this is a war that will easily kill thousands of people, not the usual fierce and fierce children's tricks.

Is the war really over?

Of course not, the sect of the Underworld Blood Sect has still not been found......