After absorbing the "Ice Emperor's Classic", Ke Ya had a confused look on her face.

"What... there is nothing fun or delicious..."

Ke Ya didn't know what she had gained, but instead pouted her rosy little mouth with a little disappointment.

An Bulang was speechless when he saw this. This was a skill that could make her become an immortal and become a high-level immortal. After obtaining it, he was still dissatisfied with his face?

Yes, the Ice Emperor Sutra is a top-notch practice technique in the Immortal Emperor Palace.

If other monks and immortals knew that this girl was not happy to get the "Ice Emperor Sutra" and would not be so exciting that she would be crazy!?

Why did An Bulang give girls such a powerful martial art?

In fact, he was thinking of accepting disciples.

Otherwise, why did he keep taking Ke Ya around to show off and run around? Is it really a way to go? Isn't it a burden? There were so many children at that time. Could it be that because Ke Ya is beautiful and cute, it is different?

No! An Bulang is not such a person!

Even if Ke Ya's family has nothing to do, he will find a way to get his family to agree to practice.

Ordinary people only know that Ke Ya is a water spirit vein, but they don’t know that she has a congenital innate ice body.

The innate filthy ice body is free from dust and filth, pure and natural, conforms to the Taoist laws, and is close to the body of immortals.

It has an extremely high affinity for energy, and no matter what you practice, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Even after entering the path of cultivation, due to physical condition, it can independently absorb the free energy of heaven and earth to make breakthroughs.

In the ten major holy realms, she has the existence of innate and impure ice bodies, but she can be regarded as a saint trained by various major holy realms, not to mention that she has the purest water spirit veins as a supplement, which is simply like a tiger.

In the mortal world, An Bulang felt that this could only be described by fate. An Bulang also had a great fate in immortality! If he could cultivate a magnificent disciple and beat the great goddesses and saints, the scene seemed great to think about it.

An Bulang pinched the girl's pink and tender face: "I have given you the technique. You must practice well. If you are lazy, don't blame your brother for slapping you!"

"Woo... it hurts..." The girl wailed and begged for mercy, "Okay brother, stop pinching!"

afterwards.

An Bulang took out another piece of slag from the Ziyun Divine Stone and gave it to Ke Ya.

Ke Ya was so happy when she saw the shining gravel with divine light that she was radiating, and she was 10,000 times happier than getting the "Ice Emperor Sutra".

Girls are powerless to resist such shining things.

Hongli pursed her delicate lips on the side and said sourly: "I give Xiaoya the mascot-like gifts to her martial arts and gems, but I have no indication to me, a poor woman who makes cows and horses..."

She originally wanted to ask An Bulang for some gems, but An Bulang's ring flashed and threw a book to her.

"Don't worry, everyone has it, everyone who works hard for me!" An Bulang said happily, "This is the technique I spent a day writing for you."

"The martial arts written in one day?" When Hongli heard this, her eyelids twitched. "Are you really afraid that I will become obsessed with something that I hold up in one day?"

An Bulang said happily: "Didn't I tell you? You must make you as excellent as those immortals and have a good foundation. If you practice according to this technique, you can compare the top geniuses in Hongmeng Continent!"

Hongli yearns for Nalan Jinli very much, but thinks it is just an unattainable dream.

She looked at the martial arts in her hand and the name was a bit exaggerated, so exaggerated that it looked a bit like the name that was not as good as the name used to fool people: "The Ten Thousand Immortals Come to the Prehistoric World Invincible Tai Chi Sword".

Hongli's hand holding the martial arts was trembling a little: "What's the name? Are you sure you're not cheating me?"

"Of course not." An Bulang waved his hand, "When did I, An Bulang, have I ever brag about it? This sword technique is both a skill and a mental technique. If you practice it to the pinnacle, even thousands of immortals will come to lick you!"

Hongli took a breath.

An Bulang is the first one to be able to brag so naturally and without any incongruity!

"Then my sister, thank you Bumin." Hongli accepted it with a smile, intending to take a look when she was bored, and maybe she could see some tricks.

Although it is definitely not as awesome as the name is, An Bulang has an extraordinary origin and his intuition tells her that this technique is useful to her.

An Bulang was relieved and was serious about Hongli.

This woman has been born and died for him so many times, so he will naturally not let him down.

This technique is based on Hongli's physique transformation. Others will explode and die when they practice. Hongli's practice can perfectly integrate with her sword arts at the moment, repair the flaws of her skills, and perfectly open up her own way. The future is unlimited.

"Oh, my Supreme Heavenly Lord, Master, I want it too!" Junshi spitted out his scarlet tongue, and the big black horn between the two sarcomas on his head swayed left and right, and said cutely.

An Bulang threw Junshi a skill at will.

When Junshi got the martial arts, she saw the name on it, her pupils suddenly shrank: "On the Hundred Ways to Fill Your Belly".

"Oh! My Supreme Heavenly Lord! I don't know how to describe my excitement now. Master is really my god, the guiding light of my life!" Junshi hugged the martial arts and cried bitterly.

Hongli looked shocked: "YiBen teaches how to fill her stomach, are you as for it?"

"You don't understand!" Junshi shook her head, too lazy to explain, and raised the corner on her head to An Bulang, expressing her highest respect to the master.

The white dragon horse was a little moved and eager: "Master, Master! Then do I have it? I want to..."

An Bulang also threw away a martial arts to the White Dragon Horse.

Bailongma saw the name of his martial arts: "Facing Life with a Smile and Strong"

White Dragon Horse: "???"

An Bulang saw his horse with a question mark on his face and explained with a smile: "This is a trick to calm your mood. What you need most now is to adjust your mindset."

The white dragon horse said in a trembling voice: "I understand the truth, but why is this name so similar to some street stall books?"

An Bulang patted the head of the white dragon horse and said earnestly: "The name is simple and easy to understand, the great way is simple, and sometimes enlightenment is in life. I hope you can understand this."

The white dragon horse nodded as if it was not understood, put away the exercises and regarded them as treasures.

No matter how unreliable the things given by the owner are, they should be worth studying!

"Brother Lang, Brother Lang, what about me?" A man in white floated out of An Bulang's ring and looked at the boy with an excited expression.

"Oh, if you don't show up, I almost forgot about you." An Bulang smiled.

"Oh... I am ashamed that I have overdrawn my soul power before and have been regaining my soul power..." Bai Bai said a little embarrassedly.

"But Brother Lang, I have always thought about you and care about you! I didn't do anything in the ring. I also wrote a special article "The Grave Out" to express my grand ambitions!"

Bai Bai shook his head and began to recite: "The God of War has not started his business but the middle way collapsed. Today, the Ziyun Mine Land is in danger. This is a critical autumn of survival..."

An Bulang was so angry that he hurriedly stopped him: "Stop and stop! Put away your talent that has nowhere to rest!"

Bai Bai immediately shut up and smiled and flattered: "Master Lang is powerful and has unparalleled combat power. He will definitely be able to sweep all directions, pacify the threat of the demons, and lay the foundation for the universe!"

An Bulang didn't want to talk, and threw a copy of "The Emperor of the Underworld" to Bai Bai.

Bai Bai felt like he had a treasure, and kept praising An Bulang and saying nothing was the same.

In this way, everyone around An Bulang received his benefits.

He doesn't have much, but he has a lot of top-level martial arts and mental techniques.

Although these techniques are not the core techniques he passed down from his family, they are also qualified to be placed in his library. If you throw a copy out of it, you can get the immortals in the Holy Realm to steal the head.

If you look at the Hongmeng Continent of the mortal world... An Bulang feels that there is no martial art in this place that is better than him. After all, the martial arts he issued are all directly reaching the celestial immortal in terms of potential. Compared with the martial arts whose goal is to overcome tribulation and become immortals, would it be better?

These friends may not know what kind of immortal fate they have obtained, and An Bulang doesn't need them to know. Perhaps in a certain future, they will suddenly wake up and sigh at how earth-shaking value the treasures An Bulang sent casually have.

I don’t know what the forces I established in the mortal world will behave in the future?

An Bulang showed expectations on his face, and he was imagining with some expectations.

Hongli took Ke Ya to say goodbye to An Bulang.

The handsome lion became smaller and jumped on An Bulang's shoulder. An Bulang rode the white dragon horse with full special effects and flew to the Bailing Empire Academy, which had been away for a long time.

He saw his apprentice Ji Yinyin who had been separated for several months.

The sun rises, and in the early morning, many students rushed to class on campus.

Ji Yinyin's black hair, which was as silky as silk, fluttered in the wind, walked on the campus, and her white gauze skirt danced in the wind, her figure became taller and more perfect, her fairy skin was elegant and elegant, and she hadn't seen her for several months, and she became more beautiful and charming.

She was walking on the campus road with a cold face, ignoring the stunning or admiring gazes of the students around her, but suddenly she stopped.

The girl was stunned, her eyes were like stars and bright moon, reflecting the figure of a young man in white.

She wrinkled her delicate nose, her pink cheeks were slightly dizzy, her eyes were red, and her red lips were pursed tightly, and she looked at the boy with some grievance, with a gentle and charming voice: "Master... You are back... You have been away for so long without saying a word, I thought you didn't want Yinyin..."

"How could you not want you? You are my apprentice." An Bulang smiled.

After saying that, he felt the faint fragrance swelling in his face.

The woman's perfect and delicate body hugged him tightly!

This scene made many seniors who were secretly paying attention to the girl, either sighing or envious.

"Woo... Master, I heard that you were a Cowherd of Flowers outside, and then the female disciples of the Flower Sect took turns to favor them and were kept by tens of thousands of female disciples. Isn't that true?"

“???”

"Where can you hear rumors?!"

"Because the women in Huanhua Sect work hard to make money, they say they want to support you."

Ji Yinyin hugged An Bulang tightly, as if she was afraid that An Bulang would leave her again, and said with a grievance.

An Bulang: "..."
Chapter completed!