One treasure medicine after another was put into Jingzhou by Xia Mu, supplemented by some delicacies from the mountains and seas, and then began to be refined. According to the ancient law, he urged the fire of reincarnation and activated the prohibition within Jingzhou Ding.

When he first got the Jingzhou Ding, Xia Mu wanted to try to use it to refine the pill or boil the medicinal diet, because using this tripod to refine the pill and boil the medicinal diet will have a bonus, which can increase the effect of the pill and the medicinal diet by three percent or more out of thin air, and there is no need to worry about failure, because this tripod can reduce the failure rate.

The premise is that it is necessary to provide enough energy and suitable materials to support the operation of Jingzhou Ding, and these are not a problem for Xia Mu.

With the improvement of strength, the opponents Xia Mu killed became more and more powerful, and obtained many valuable materials from these opponents, coupled with the resources accumulated in the Ten Thousand Realms Tower for nearly a reincarnation, so Xia Mu planned to directly cook a furnace of medicinal food for the people of the Qiankun Holy Academy.

Doing so has huge benefits, not only can it be taken by people in the lower realm, but it can also satisfy the cultivation of high-level cultivators, and there is no need to worry about the effect of the medicine being too violent.

The flames rushed into the sky, the flames burned into the sky, this place was incomparably bright, and it became the most eye-catching place in the entire Qiankun Holy Courtyard.

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The morning sun always carries a breath of life, accompanied by the coolness of the night, but for those who are used to this kind of day, these have become a part of life.

Most people are more accustomed to coming out to work at such times, and when the sun is high, they stay under the trees to cool off.

Wang Xiaochuan woke up earlier than usual today.

He had developed the habit of getting up early since he was sensible, but it was the first time that he had been so early today, because from today onwards, he was going to leave this place where he had lived for more than ten years and go to the place where his ancestors had cultivated.

Like other elder disciples who escaped from the Qiankun Holy Academy, Wang Xiaochuan's ancestor was also a disciple of the Qiankun Holy Academy, but it was a pity that the ancestor's talent was mediocre, and he still failed to break through to the immortal realm before the deadline came, and in the end he could only regret it, leaving only an identity token that once represented the inner disciple of the Qiankun Holy Academy.

Wang Xiaochuan was also told that his ancestors had such an experience before his father died, but for him at that time, he listened to this experience more as a story.

It wasn't until an elder from the Qiankun Sacred Academy came to the door that he knew that he had the opportunity to go to the place where his ancestors had cultivated.

After a night of thinking, Wang Xiaochuan decided to follow the elder to the Qiankun Holy Courtyard, not only for himself, but also to fulfill his ancestor's last wish.

Wang Xiaochuan's father said the most before his death was that his ancestors were reciting the name of the Qiankun Holy Courtyard until he died, and he was thinking about the brothers who lived together, cultivated together, and wandered together in the past.

Now that there is such an opportunity, Wang Xiaochuan hopes to be able to take the ashes of his ancestors to the Qiankun Holy Courtyard and bury him there, after all, he can't look at the Qiankun Holy Courtyard again before his death, at least he can be buried there after death.

After packing his bags, Wang Xiaochuanzai carefully inspected it, and then locked the door.

"Are you all ready?" said Elder Yan, who had pale hair and a kind face, looked at Wang Xiaochuan and smiled.

"Elder, can I bring the ashes of my ancestors?" asked Wang Xiaochuan, carrying his bags and holding the old wooden box of ashes in his arms.

"Good boy, of course you can. Elder Yan touched Wang Xiaochuan's head and said, "Let's go, let's go home." ”

The clouds and mist accumulated, carrying Elder Yan and Wang Xiaochuan into the air, flying in the direction of the Qiankun Holy Courtyard.

The same scene was staged all over Dongzhou, as Feng Qingyun said, most of the disciples who fled from the Qiankun Holy Academy back then had already sat down because of the exhaustion of Shouyuan, and some of them left their descendants and were found by the Qiankun Holy Elders, but there were also no families, they were buried in the loess like that, and some had fallen under the pursuit of the Yin Yang Holy Dynasty and the Ancient Tribe.

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Bang!

The distinct cracking of porcelain was heard, accompanied by a low, angry roar.

The Lord of the Pure Heaven looked indifferently and picked up the spiritual tea on the side and savored it, ignoring the porcelain shards all over the ground at his feet and the angry tall body not far away.

But soon, the angry roar gradually subsided, and the Lord of Thunder turned around violently, glared at the Lord of Pure Heaven and said coldly, "Are you still in the mood to drink tea?"

The Lord of Pure Heaven elegantly put down the teacup and said casually: "He has become the climate, not the soft persimmon that we can handle before, even if you smash more things, you can't change this fact, or can you beat him?"

"This ......" the Lord of Thunder's eyes widened, and it took a long time before he spoke, "Then what do we do now?"

The Lord of the Pure Heaven played with the hair that hung down to his chest, and said slowly: "He can kill the Yin Yang Saint Emperor, and the two of us are not his opponents when they join forces, since this is the case, I can only avoid the edge for the time being, I have agreed to the conditions of the Fifth Mountain Lord, and I am ready to join the Creation Mountain, if you have no other way out, you can go with me, with the protection of the Creation Mountain, he should not dare to attack us." ”

The Lord of Thunder was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Are you crazy? You are willing to become a lackey of the Creation Mountain, and you dare to go to the kind of place where you eat people and don't spit out bones?"

The Lord of the Pure Heaven was not annoyed at all, and said slowly, "Otherwise, do you want to follow in the footsteps of the Yin Yang Saint Emperor?" Or do you have some other better place to go?"

The Lord of Thunder sneered: "It's no better to be a lackey of Genesis Mountain. ”

"At least we'll survive, won't we? The Lord of the Pure Heaven hit the nail on the head and said, "How many tribulations have we gone through to cultivate to this point? Are you willing to turn into a pile of loess like the Yin Yang Holy Emperor?"

Seeing that the Lord of Thunder was a little moved, the Lord of the Pure Heaven hit the railroad while it was hot: "Only by living can we be qualified to talk about the future, as the so-called good shade under the big tree, although we have lost our freedom by joining the Creation Mountain, we have not gained nothing, and the reincarnation catastrophe will come in the future, do you think we can stay out of it?"

The Lord of Thunder was still a little unwilling: "I knew that I should have killed him at any cost." ”

"Regret is the choice of the weak, and you'd better throw it away. The Lord of the Pure Heaven stood up at his own leisure, looked at the Lord of Thunder and said, "I am going to visit the Lord of the Fifth Mountain now, do you want to go with you?"

"Go!" said the Lord of Thunder, gritting his teeth.

He knew that once he chose to join Genesis Mountain, there would be no way out, and Genesis Mountain would not allow anyone to rebel, not to mention that they had too many means to prevent and prevent such things from happening.

"In the future you will appreciate the wise choice you made now. The Lord of the Pure Heaven smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared through time and space in an instant.

"Hmph. The Lord of Thunder snorted coldly and left through time and space.