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Wu Wushu smiled, and the words he said made the Hundred Flowers Fairy's eyes turn, and with a little surprise, he looked at Zhang Yang.

Wu Wushu said with a smile again: "This little girl is the heir of the Mixed Yuan Daoyou, and she is also half a fellow villager with the fairy. ”

The Hundred Flowers Fairy bowed slightly, and obviously knew the Mixed Yuan Daoist.

She is from the Ten Thousand Demon Stars of the Great Yin Star Domain, and she knows the royal celestial immortals of the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty, and when it comes to the Mixed Yuan Daoist, she has ascended a little earlier than her. It's just that now she is already a cultivator of a purple god, but the Mixed Yuan Daoist is only a green god.

After the Hundred Flowers Fairy glanced at Yin'er, she looked at Zhang Yang again, and asked lightly, "Are you from the planet of the Great Yin Star Domain?"

"The younger generation is from Tianxuanxing, and I have been to the Ten Thousand Demon Star by chance, and I have heard the legend of the seniors......"

Zhang Yang smiled, with his cleverness, he naturally understood what to do now, and sure enough, when he told the matter of the Hundred Flowers Sect Ziyun Fairy and his brother Ao Jun on the Ten Thousand Demon Stars, even the Hundred Flowers Fairy changed his face, and he was extremely surprised.

Wu Wushu was also surprised, he didn't expect that this son still had such a relationship with the Hundred Flowers Sect in the Nether Realm. The Yin umbrella on the side was happy, and this time he asked for a hundred flowers and fairy brew, and it seemed that he was sure of it.

Yinyu'er guessed well, and when Zhang Yang finished slowly, the Hundred Flowers Fairy groaned for a while, raised her hand, and with a flash of light, two pink jade bottles appeared, flying in front of Zhang Yang and Yinyu'er respectively.

"This is a hundred flowers and fairy brew, whether you can survive the next 10,000-year tribulation depends on the fate of the two of you. ”

The Hundred Flowers Fairy opened her mouth indifferently, and she didn't seem to have much confidence in Zhang Yang's 10,000-year tribulation. Hundred Flower Fairy Brew is certainly a rare treasure, but I want to rely on this treasure. Cultivating to the green god in a hundred years is also wishful thinking.

However, Yin Umbrella is already ranked among the yellow gods. There is still hope for cultivating to the Green Rank God.

"Thank you, senior!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Zhang Yang and Yin Yu'er took the Baihua Fairy Brew in front of them into their hands and thanked them one after another.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy nodded slightly, and then looked like she didn't want to say more, and she was obviously sending off guests.

Seeing this, Wu Wushu wanted to say a few words, but remembering the character of this fairy, he had to smile bitterly: "The old man said goodbye." ”

The Hundred Flowers Fairy nodded lightly, without the slightest intention of retaining, and let Wu Wushu walk out of the palace with a wry smile. Zhang Yang and Yin Yu'er also followed.

The three of them left the Hundred Flowers Valley and the Shenlong Mountain Range, Yin Yu'er left directly, and Zhang Yang followed Wu Wushu back to Lingyun Ridge.

He had already told Taiyun that there was still a hundred years left in this 10,000-year tribulation, so he would stay in Lingyun Ridge to cultivate, and if he couldn't succeed in the tribulation, he would naturally not see him again.

Wu Wudi also took care of Zhang Yang, a fellow villager, but he had little confidence in surviving the 10,000-year tribulation a hundred years later.

He is as talented as he is invincible. A hundred years is only worthy of cultivating to the Yellow Rank God.

On Lingyun Ridge, Zhang Yang sat cross-legged on the jade bed of a palace, turned his palm over, and took out the jade bottle. The mouth of the bottle opened by itself, and a pill flew out.

This elixir is the size of a thumb, black and white. There are circles of black and white halos, which are very good-looking. It is the Creation Pill.

Zhang Yang did not hesitate, and directly swallowed the Creation Pill into his stomach.

The pill melts in your mouth. Turned into surging medicinal power, even with Zhang Yang's current mana, he also frowned slightly, he didn't expect the medicinal power to be so violent.

Immediately, he transported a body of mana, wrapped the medicinal power, and concentrated on refining it.

Gradually, Zhang Yang realized the beauty of the Creation Pill, the medicinal power of this Creation Pill seemed to be endless, and it could never be refined.

Every time he refines a stream of medicinal power and turns it into his own mana, a new medicinal power is generated.

Living!

Realizing this endless strange power, Zhang Yang closed his eyes without sadness or joy, and also had a lot of understanding in the practice of the law of yin and yang.

...... Three months later.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes, a black and a white brilliance flashed in the depths of his eyes, because he practiced the law of yin and yang, there were many similarities in the principle of the Creation Pill, it only took three months for him to completely refine this pill, breaking through the cultivation of the peak of the Red God, and officially advancing to the Orange God.

His advancement to the orange god is the law of yin and yang of cultivation, the way of the main life. However, the sword rules of the way of the Lord destroying miè are also like a matter of course, and they are all advanced.

Yin and Yang creation, covering all things, Zhang Yang's face showed a thoughtful look.

Three months to advance to the orange god, even the martial invincible who advanced in one year back then could not be compared to him, but thinking of the 10,000-year tribulation a hundred years later, Zhang Yang's face was still not very good-looking.

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Yang sighed, flipped his palm, and took out a bottle of pink jade bottle, which was the Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew that he asked for from the Hundred Flowers Fairy.

Opening the jade bottle, Zhang Yang poured out a small bite and swallowed it into his stomach.

In an instant, his face changed, the medicinal power of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew was far more violent than the medicinal power of the Creation Pill, and with the mana after he advanced to the Orange God, he was actually a little unable to resist this fierce medicinal power.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes and concentrated on refining, which was more than three years.

......

......

More than three years later, Zhang Yang opened his eyes, and felt the surging mana in his body, as well as the much tougher body, but his brows furrowed slightly.

The Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew is worthy of being a treasure that makes Wu Wuving, a powerful person, also want to 'get', the divine effect is so strong, beyond his expectations, after a small bite, the mana in his body has skyrocketed several times, and it also has a rather peculiar effect on the physical body.

The mana skyrocketed several times, but Zhang Yang frowned, and did not dare to continue taking it, otherwise the mana would rise sharply, and the realm would not match, although it would not go mad, but it was extremely easy to cause hidden dangers, and even difficult cultivation in the future, and there were many bottlenecks.

With Zhang Yang's knowledge of practice so far, he naturally knows the stakes.

Zhang Yang frowned, and after muttering for a long time, as soon as he raised his hand, the light on his hand flashed, and a flying sword appeared, which was the Xuantie Sword.

With a slight shake, thousands of identical flying swords appeared in the palace, surrounding the air, which was spectacular.

plus the one in Zhang Yang's hand, there are 5,000 mouthfuls. After these two in one, the Xuantie Sword, through Zhang Yang's comprehension, and with the method of ten thousand sword techniques, they were combined.

Zhang Yang held a Xuantie sword in his right hand, and with a move in his left hand, a Xuantie sword flew into his hand in mid-air, and after a long time, he merged the two Xuantie swords in his hand into the middle.

The two black iron swords merged in the middle, gradually merging together, and an aura of killing and destroying miè rose from the sword body.

After merging together, the Xuantie Sword was even more powerful, full of the aura of killing and destruction, while Zhang Yang closed his eyes tightly and became enlightened.

This realization turned out to be another three years later.

Zhang Yang, who opened his eyes, his face was not sad or happy, he let go of the Xuantie Sword in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the thousands of Xuantie swords in the middle of the palace flew into two and flew to the left and right hands, and then merged in the middle.

This time, there was no jerky of the first fusion, but a natural fusion of them, and another Supreme Treasure Flying Sword of the main killing and destroying miè was produced.

The flying sword is already far greater than the power of the treasure, although Zhang Yang has never seen the treasure of the god realm cultivator to resist the enemy, but he expects that his Xuantie sword after two fusions can be regarded as an extremely powerful treasure.

Then he let go of the fused Xuantie Sword in his hand, beckoned again, flew back to the Xuantie Sword, and continued to fuse.

Cycle after week, five thousand Xuantie swords, and finally turned into two thousand five hundred, all of which were killing and destroying the breath of the great sheng, even with the cultivation of Zhang Yang's orange god, he didn't dare to say that he could take the attack of one of the flying swords!

With this treasure in hand, looking at the orange god, he can already be called invincible at the same level.

However, thinking of the current God Realm, there are very few orange gods, only monks who have risen within 10,000 years like him, Zhang Yang smiled bitterly again.

After making great progress in the law of kendo and the cultivation realm of destroying the way of miè, Zhang Yang took out the Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew again, drank a small sip, and refined it.

By the time a bottle of Hundred Flower Immortal Brew was refined, it was already more than fifty years later.

This retreat has been nearly sixty years, but Zhang Yang is already a cultivator of the Yellow God.

In just sixty years, across a realm, from the peak of the red god to the yellow god, after Zhang Yang came out, Wu Wushu couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw him.

Zhang Yang's talent is already more demonic than the invincible martial arts who entered the god realm at the beginning of the year!

But thinking of the 10,000-year tribulation forty years later, Wu Wushu also smiled bitterly, even if he had the heart to help Zhang Yang, there was nothing he could do.

A treasure like the Hundred Flowers Brew is also extremely rare.

Although the Hundred Flowers Fairy is generous, Wu Wuwu knows that the Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew is extremely difficult to refine, and there are not many of them in the hands of this fairy.

It's just that the Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew is not of much use to this fairy, and he thinks of the feelings of his fellow villagers, so he is so generous.

Those two bottles of Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew are already most of the inventory, even if the Hundred Flowers Fairy takes out all the inventory, Zhang Yang will not be able to cultivate from the Yellow God to the Green God, and the treasures are not enough!

Similarly, the bottle of Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew that Yin Yu'er took away was not enough for her to cultivate from the Yellow God to the Green God, the higher the realm, the greater the demand.

But Yinyu'er has the help of other treasures that her parents have prepared for many years in the past, and with the Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew in hand, she also has the hope of impacting the realm of the green gods.

Zhang Yang naturally understands the reason, a bottle of Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew given to him, the jade bottle is a space treasure, as his cultivation progresses, refining the Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew is getting faster and faster, and then he doesn't know how many mouthfuls of Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew he has taken.

If this thing is an endless road goods, Zhang Yang will be cheeky to beg for the fairy of flowers for the sake of that glimmer of life.

Wu Wushu also named the reason, and immediately sighed.

In Lingyunling, he blindly cultivated behind closed doors, and for the remaining forty years, it was obvious that Zhang Yang could not be allowed to cultivate to the green god, so he said goodbye to Wu Wuyi and went out to travel.

Zhang Yang didn't know that during his retreat, Yin Yu'er's father, Mixed Yuan Daoren, also came to an old man. (To be continued......)

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