Lord God Xiaoyao

Wuzhuang View!

Weiwei moral style!

A cluster of Songhuang, several floors of pavilions!

In the main hall in the middle, there is no incense to worship, and you can't see the word heaven and earth hanging by Wang Zhen Yuanzi.

Under the guidance of Taoist Hongyun, he walked all the way like returning to his own home, without a pause at all, he walked into the middle of the main hall and sat down.

"Ghost road friends wear away their hostility, Dao Xing goes further, Zhen Yuanzi is here to congratulate the ghost road friends!" The voice of joy sounded, a purple gold crown, a worry-free crane cloak, ribbon tied around his waist, Taoist like a boy walked out.

"It's all the help of fellow Daoists Ziwei and Daoist Hongyun."

Hearing the words of the ghost car, the strange color in Yang Qifeng's eyes flashed away. Although he did not see the ghost car before drinking the water of the Zimu River, Yang Qifeng also knew at this moment that the ghost car had really changed, and it was not a disguise.

Such humble words are absolutely impossible to say from the mouths of monsters like Ji Meng and Lu Wu, and naturally they will not be said from the mouths of ghost cars.

Relying on talent, natural achievements are limited, and they can be vertical and horizontal for a while, but it is absolutely impossible to become a strong man who dominates the world. The ghost car has removed the hostility, and the road is enlightened, and the future is unlimited.

"This is the master of Wuzhuang Guan, and I have made a good friend Zhen Yuanzi."

"You don’t need to introduce the ghost car to Wuzhuang Temple. This is Daoist Ziwei." Taoist Hongyun began to introduce, focusing on Yang Qifeng: "Although Daoist Ziwei has just been born, he has a righteous heart and is anxious for justice. A mellow nature, gentleman's style!"

"Friend of Daoist Ziwei!" Zhen Yuanzi gave a salute, and Yang Qifeng also responded.

"A distinguished guest came today, Zhen Yuanzi will not eat a few fruits, let the distinguished guests taste it!" Taoist Hongyun watched the simple chatting end, preaching as if he were at home.

"You have been thinking about these thirty fruits for thousands of years." Zhen Yuanzi smiled and shook his head, and preached in a low voice: "Tong!"

"Master!" A five-year-old, pink and lovely boy, appeared in front of Zhen Yuanzi meticulously combing his hair sideburns, and preached respectfully.

"Go, knock down all the remaining fruits of life, and then pick some fairy fruits, and take out the fairy fruit wine that was sealed 100,000 years ago. Today, the master wants to entertain the distinguished guests!"

"No!" The boy replied, turning into a blue smoke and disappearing.

A day later, under the guidance of Zhen Yuanzi, everyone sat down after placing a table with white clouds inlaid with golden patterns.

The immortal family does not pay attention to efficiency. This should be different from mortal thinking. One day is very long for mortals, and it is not much for mortals to talk about Taoism for a hundred years. Just talking freely for three days and three nights is equivalent to a mortal chat. Hours, even shorter.

Yang Qifeng lowered his head and glanced at the ginseng fruit placed in front of him, with all four limbs and facial features present, just as if he was under three years old, there were two placed in front of each person.

Four people are eight fruits of life.

"The ginseng fruits are all here. After eating this time, old friends don't worry about it." Jin Yuanzi smiled and raised his loose-sleeved arms, picked up a ginseng fruit, gestured to everyone, and ate directly.

"This time I've finished eating, there will be more after ten thousand years." Taoist Hongyun also smiled and replied, and the words to adjust the atmosphere were also readily available.

The ghost car is also welcome. I picked up the ginseng fruit and began to eat it. The ghost car hurts the vitality, and the fruit of the innate spiritual root of the ginseng fruit is most needed to make up for the vitality.

Yang Qifeng also slowly picked up the ginseng fruit, unknowingly, what used to be unattainable is now just ordinary things to Yang Qifeng.

After taking a bite of the ginseng fruit, a breath of freshness began to emanate. Yang Qifeng can't describe how delicious the ginseng fruit is, but what really matters about the fruit of life is the effect.

A breath of fresh air radiated in the body, like a pair of soft and delicate little hands, gently touching Yang Qifeng's body.

The fresh air began to continuously nourish Yang Qifeng's internal organs. The effect of this ginseng fruit was not bad. Yang Qifeng's white neck began to bulge, a tumor-like tumor bulge.

He directly propped up Yang Qifeng's skin, just like a fat man's beer belly. It seemed to swell extremely, but it was impossible to prop up his belly.

Still lacking some heat, Yang Qifeng was contented, not half affected by the changes on the top of his neck.

Looking at the ginseng fruit in his hand, he took a big bite without hesitation. Yang Qifeng ate the ginseng fruit in one bite, not just the one in his hand.

Yang Qifeng also ate another ginseng fruit on the tea tray.

The two ginseng fruits were eaten, and the fresh air continued to emanate. Yang Qifeng's brow wrinkled involuntarily, and it looked like a line of difference, but he couldn't break through.

The flesh-derived tumor was constantly shaking, and it began to vibrate violently, but it couldn't break open.

"Friends of Daoist Ziwei please!" Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand, and the ginseng fruit placed in the tea tray in front of him suddenly leapt to Yang Qifeng.

Yang Qifeng was also welcome about this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and swallowed it in one bite. Taoist Hongyun and the ghost car also reacted at this moment and wanted to give the remaining ginseng fruit to Yang Qifeng.

Seeing this, Yang Qifeng shook his head and signaled that Hongyun and the ghost car were not used.

With Zhen Yuanzi as a personal ginseng fruit, that trace of boundaries was completely broken.

The tumor is shaking like a meat bag.

Suddenly, the meat bun burst open, blood and flesh flying in all directions, Yang Qifeng's eyes condensed, a ball of flame sprang up out of thin air, and all the splashed flesh and blood burst into flames.

The flames burning in mid-air, accompanied by the burning of flesh and blood, also dissipated, and had no effect on the furnishings on the side.

The meat bun on the neck exploded, and a fist-sized head appeared.

The innate aura was surging and was continuously swallowed by the open-mouthed head, and the head grew tremendously. In just two or three breaths, it had grown to a normal size.

The scalp was smooth and shiny, and the black was slowly changing, the hair began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fuzzy features gradually became clear.

In the end, it turned into exactly the same as Yang Qifeng, blinking his eyes constantly, as if he had spiritual wisdom, but Yang Qifeng knew that this head did not have a mind.

This is just one's own control, so there is this agility.

Three heads and six arms, this began to practice in Immortal Dao, and now in the prehistoric world with the help of ginseng fruit, finally cultivated to a small level, now with two heads and four arms, the combat power has doubled, if the three heads and six arms are great, the combat power will be doubled.

Ginseng fruit is a good thing, and it can actually enhance the cultivation of supernatural powers. If you use ginseng fruit to promote your talent to a level, even if you can't break through to the seven-star level, what fear does Tianfeng Palace open yourself?

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