What is this? This is the thick thigh that fell from the sky!

Wen Zhong, Wen Taishi!

He has vast magical powers, and he is a disciple of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, who is proficient in Taoism and has deep mana. He is also the last king of the Shang Dynasty in the Taishi Dynasty, worthy of the three dynasties of the old ministers, both civil and military, both majestic and good at marching, is one of the most important figures in the three armies of the Shang Dynasty.

His master, Our Lady of Jin Ling, is the beloved disciple of the Shangqing Sect Master, Wen Zhong himself is a man and a righteous person, and he has a wide range of contacts among the disciples of the sect. With such a great god as a backer, the Laoshan faction can speak a little louder in the immortal cultivation sect in the future.

As for how Xuankong guessed the identity of Hanzhi Immortal, it is actually not very difficult to put it bluntly.

Among the twenty-four Heavenly Monarchs and Righteous Gods of the Thunder Department, there are only three goddesses: the Lightning God Golden Light Virgin, the Xingyun God Caiyun Fairy, and the Wind God Hanzhi Fairy. And among these three goddesses, there is a fragrance of herbs on their bodies, and I am afraid that there is only one Hanzhi Immortal who is full of plants and trees.

"It's just that I don't know what kind of herb and tree Fairy Hanzhi is, if I had known, I should have begged her to give up a strand of hair that night. It's okay to hold it in your mouth, you can't say it, and you can also be contaminated with a bit of fairy spirit. ”

Xuankong sat in the carriage, meditating and practicing qi, and his mind didn't know where he had flown away.

That town can't stay any longer, and I don't know how many things have happened in that town, Xuankong doesn't know that he is afraid that he is a little troubled with that town. Hurriedly taking advantage of the fact that the dark clouds in the sky had not dispersed, Xuankong sent Wang Qi to compensate the innkeeper for the loss, and bought a carriage raised by the general in the store, and left the city early.

The innkeeper was originally blue-faced, even if he saw Xuankong appearing in the sky, he was not afraid, and still pointed his nose and scolded bitterly. But since Wang Qi took the silver ticket from his arms and put it in his hand, the whole person's attitude has changed, and helping to help him do the work can be regarded as saving a lot of time.

Wang Qi also sighed a little, some people in this world, even if they dare to be Dalian immortals, they dare to scold in person.

It's a pity that the interests are heart-wrenching and bustling, all of which are a "profit" word.

Sure enough, "the world doesn't know that the gods are good, only fame and fortune can't forget." He fell on the wheels of the car, singing love words and rubbing his neck, and he suddenly fainted that day, and he didn't know what happened in the thunderstorm.

went to ask Xuankong, but the senior brother only knew that he was holding a handkerchief and smirking, and he didn't know whether he had fallen into a demon or committed an external evil.

"Only I, Wang Qi, am the most free, let me go in heaven and earth, yo" His male duck voice is somewhat similar to Xuankong's previous life, they are the kind of people who sing for money, and they sing to death.

Wang Jun, who was lying on the carriage and watching the clouds rise and fall, consciously plugged his ears with cotton, which somewhat avoided some of Wang Qi's noise pollution.

It's just that the two horses pulling the cart in front of them couldn't bear it, panting for a while, and stumbling for a while, choking a little yellow-haired fox lying on the back of the horse.

She jumped up and pointed at Wang Qi with her fingers and feet, and immediately Wang Qi hung her head and shut up and drove the car honestly. To be honest, he was really afraid of this fox demon, and in just a few days, he laid a lot of pits for himself, making him unlucky for several days before he realized that he had offended this fox fairy grandmother.

Fortunately, he also learned the art of driving when he was at home, and the four horses raised in the store looked thin, but in fact, they were retired military horses and also had surnames.

The fox nodded in satisfaction, sprang to his feet, and leaped into the carriage like lightning.

Only Xuankong was meditating in the carriage, and his horizons were broadened more and more when he went out of the mountain, although his own insight into the realm of cultivation was higher than that of most people in this world, and his enlightenment was also strong. But if you compare it with those ancient true cultivators, even the means of protecting oneself are general.

And when Wang Jun apprenticed, he gave him the fairy sword he carried, and at this moment, Xuankong didn't even have a weapon in hand, but it was a bit too bad.

Xuankong plans to refine a new blade for himself, and is thinking about how to start.

Although there are also magic weapon refining methods in this world, most of them extract the original essence from some heavenly and earthly treasures to form shapes. Just like the fairy sword he gave to Wang Jun, it was the essence that Qing Tongjun took out from a piece of innate gold essence when he saw the glow of Weiyu Mountain and drove the clouds forward.

The innate is a sword-shaped, and what Qingtongjun did was only to combine it with his own mind, and slowly nourish it with his own true yuan.

After hundreds of years, it has become today's fairy sword.

The magic weapon refined by this method is really powerful, and when I didn't see the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the immortal who took the magic weapon and the immortal who didn't have the magic weapon were completely two battle levels? It's just that this kind of refining method also has a flaw, that is, it takes too long, and it can't last long.

Now that countless years have passed since Pangu opened the world, a little bit of chaos essence has evolved into an innate essence, and a little bit of innate essence has been slowly assimilated into an acquired spirit object by the outside world.

In the current Three Realms, the thirty-three days of the Immortal Realm are transformed by chaotic pure qi, and gradually return to calm, and the aura tends to stabilize.

However, the acquired spiritual objects in the human world are still in the process of decaying, and sooner or later, they will be the same as the world of Xuankong's predecessors, and they will all become acquired dead things without leaving a single spiritual energy. At that time, where did the beginner disciples go to find the innate essence to refine the magic weapon?

For the ancient sage, this is not a problem, any god cave mansion, good things have accumulated a basket.

But for Xuankong, who was bent on wanting the gateway of the vast Laoshan sect, he had to think of a safe path for future generations of disciples to follow. But come to think of it, in the current Immortal Cultivation Sect, it is estimated that this problem has also been discovered, just look at the elder of the Kongtong Sect who was robbed by himself last time.

The piece of demon exorcism order he held in his hand was a typical acquired refining, but he didn't know what immortal method the ancient sage Guangchengzi had handed down, so that the Kongtong faction had already taken a big step away from the rest of the immortal sects on this road.

This treasure is involved in the core of a Kongtong sect that is extremely secret, otherwise it would not have been able to make Deng Ion bow down and dare not speak as soon as it fell into the hands of Xuankong.

Thinking of this, Xuankong sneered twice, and he closed his eyes and stretched out his two hands. recalled the feeling when he held the demon exorcism order in his hand at that time, and weighed it left and right twice, and he already knew it in his heart, and completely understood what kind of mystery the Kongtong faction was fighting.

This method is difficult for others to guess, but for the Xuankong who has crossed over from the Internet era of the information explosion in his previous life, it is simply not worth mentioning. It is nothing more than finding many acquired metals and compressing them to achieve a kind of anti-original effect of quantitative change accumulating into qualitative change.

When Xuankong got the demon exorcism order in his hand, he sank down, and he knew that he had really written the right novels for those cultivators.

Isn't a small token weighing thousands of catties? There is probably no metal of this density in this world, and there may be, but it is not so luxurious that it can be refined into the hands of a small immortal sect in the mortal world, and it can also refine five tokens to form a small magic circle.

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