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Chapter three hundred and ninety-five

Zhang Daoling suddenly got goosebumps when he heard "Brother Zhang". He immediately glared and subconsciously grabbed his neck to lift him up.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan has reached the tenth level and his reactions are quite quick. He has always been on guard against his bad habit of grabbing people randomly when nothing happens.

Lao Zhang glared and said, "Shut up, don't shout like that."

"Brother Zhang, the Patriarch, please help me and give me the Dharma." Wang Xuan's eyes were eager, and he really had some bold ideas in his heart.

"I gave you three magical powers last time!" Lao Kai opened his mouth.

Wang Xuan now has to have a sense of urgency. If he really wants to take a risk, how can he think that he has too many supernatural powers?

He whispered: "Last time, wasn't it that I exchanged with you the supreme scriptures that only mental patients can practice?"

Hearing this, the other three people turned their heads silently and looked at Zhang Daoling.

"If you can't speak, don't speak!" Lao Zhang wanted to hit him.

Fang Yuzhu opened his mouth and said, "You can ask Zhang Daoling for a Mirror Light Technique or a life-saving Dragon and Tiger Pill later. That's almost enough."

"Thank you Zhang Jiaozu!" Wang Xuan saluted immediately..

Lao Zhang touched the mirror with his hand, refrained from smashing it, glanced at Fairy Fang, and said in his heart that you all had arranged this for me in advance.

"Netherworld blood, what do you think?" Yanyan in red smiled.

The Nether Blood Sect nodded and said, "I think it's okay. Zhang Jiaozong has great supernatural powers. If he gives you a magic, it will definitely be a peerless magic."

"Should I praise you? The point is you!" Lao Zhang glanced at him.

Then, the Netherblood Sect Ancestor discovered that the three of them were looking at him. They couldn't hide from him, and they were also urging him to give him magic!

"In this case, I will give you three immortal rays of light to little friend Wang Xuan!" Ming Xue gritted his teeth and gave it away. Zheng Yuantian always pretended to be him and temporarily took sides.

The silver moon hangs, and by the small reed lake, several people sit cross-legged on the lawn, carving exquisite and complicated unique runes. This kind of generosity cannot be ignored.

In the real world, there are no extraordinary rules. Otherwise, these runes would break open a super battleship as easily as tearing paper.

Wang Xuan feels that now he is like a great wizard. By chanting incantations, he can borrow external power to cast forbidden spells!

Lao Zhang sneered and said: "Forbidden spells, summoning meteorites from the sky, and massacres of cities? Forget it, if our spells explode and are supported by the order of mythology, it will be easy to cut through the sky and burn groups of witch gods to death.

"

Wang Xuan looked inside and saw that various parts of his body were small groups of light, which were the peerless textures sealed by these people. They could be easily mobilized to swim in flesh and blood and resonate in the soul.

He sensed it silently and thought to himself, if he really wanted to activate them and mobilize that level of power, he might really be able to kill someone!

Now, he has various considerations: should he carry the stove lid and hit people quietly, or should he endure it and wait for a better opportunity?

"No, I'm a little distracted. That's a peerless creature, and it's a main body that can explode in full force. I have to be quiet, not get carried away, and think clearly before taking action."

Then, under the watery moonlight, Wang Xuan went to "pack" the huge roc egg and prepared to entertain the four peerless masters. There was nothing to regret, as high-end ingredients were just for eating.

As for raising a pure-blooded roc, he has no thought of raising it for the time being. Even he is being threatened and is still fighting for survival at this stage. How can he have the energy to raise such a raptor?

Besides, Fairy Fang said that this roc egg has obvious flaws and there is a high probability that it will not hatch.

Wang Xuan has set a goal for himself, to live well and not to be killed by the unparalleled murderer in the background. In the process, he must work hard to find a new path and rebuild his myth.

The speckled golden eggshell is very hard, and ordinary extraordinary beings may not be able to break it. Under the night light, it seems to be beating with light golden fire.

Seeing that Wang Xuan was about to take out the God-Slaying Flag and crack the eggshells, Fang Yuzhu took over directly and simply processed it in the kitchen, frying and frying, and then served some other side dishes.

Wang Xuan moved tables and chairs and placed them by the Reed Lake. He brought various ingredients and served Tianxian Zui.

The red-clothed demon master Yanyan looked at Fang Yuzhu's back in the kitchen and said with a smile: "It's so rare. My sister cooks and cooks by herself. Alas, I haven't seen that in a long time."

"What a blessing. This is a delicacy made by the fingers of the demon kings at the end of the world. It brings great luck. Well, I can brag about it for a long time after eating the food made by Fairy Fang." The ancestor of the Dark Blood Sect looked very rough.

However, the flattery is delicate and colorful.

"Peng Dan, I haven't eaten it for a hundred and fifty years. There are fewer and fewer birds of prey. Well, it tastes really good." Zhang Daoling moved his chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste. Golden light came out from his mouth and nose, and he

It looks like an endless aftertaste.

Aoki lives in the manor, and with so much movement tonight, he is naturally paying attention to several mythical characters, and now he has discovered that they are preparing to eat.

What is that? The dishes on the table are all glowing. Is that fried gold, boiled gold, or steamed gold? He was suspicious.

Then, Aoki hurriedly delivered a food truck in person, including soy sauce, braised food, fresh food, melons and fruits, various platters, and a pile of old wine.

"The egg of the golden-winged roc?" Aoki was immediately dumbfounded after learning what was on the table.

"Make up for it." Wang Xuan asked him to sit down, but Aoki didn't stay. He was sitting with several big figures in mythology, and the pressure was huge.

The Golden Roc Egg was big enough to be eaten in more than a dozen ways. Wang Xuan asked him to take away a plate of glowing food, which made Aoki fascinated for a long time.

"I want to leave some for my master." He held it with both hands, fearing that he might accidentally miss it.

"There are some left in the kitchen, you can take them away." Fang Yuzhu waved with a smile.

"This scene at home is really rare. Maybe there is a chance that my sister will fall into the mortal world. Now it looks like something." Demon Lord Yanyan held her snow-white chin, not looking at the food on the table, and kept observing the kitchen.

Fang Yuzhu showed a strange color.

"This is a good thing. We can come here often to have a meal in the future." The ancestor of the Dark Blood Sect held a wine glass and smiled. After drinking the immortal drunkenness, his body was covered with glow, and he seemed to be ascending again in the middle of the night.

"Demon Lord, won't you stay in the mortal world? Why don't you show us your skills?" Zhang Daoling naturally dared to speak and suggested that Demon Lord Yanyan also cook.

"No one worthy of my cooking has appeared yet." She held a luminous cup in her hand, her posture was lazy, and she drank the heavenly wine, her grace was moving.

However, when the corners of her eyes and eyebrows slightly raised, she was not only charming, but also had the strength of being the leader of the demon clan. Underneath her softness, she hid the most powerful strength that overlooked the world.

That night, the guests and hosts had a great time. Wang Xuan sincerely thanked the four masters and toasted frequently. During the dinner, he took out the scripture left by a severely mentally ill patient and showed it to several people.

"I'm thinking, since Zhang Jiaozu has practiced without any problems and is highly praised, then it shouldn't be a big problem." Wang Xuan said with a big tongue. He didn't want to drink too much. However, that kind of wine can knock down immortals.

Lao Zhang suddenly looked unhappy, and he completely understood that this was an experiment on him.

Late at night, the red-clothed demon lord flew away as a fairy, his lithe figure covered with light rain. Is this a human body of flesh and blood flying away bathed in the moonlight? Wang Xuan was surprised.

"Leave for now, I will be back soon." Her voice echoed in the sky.

Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of the Dark Blood Sect, also left. First he walked on the moon, and soon after he drove the bronze mirror, he also left the ground, hazy and misty.

Wang Xuan sighed: "God, it's a pity. The one-year deadline is coming. In the future, there may never be a handsome person who can fly in the world again."

He was lying on the bed. At this state, he originally didn't need sleep, but today he was drunk and his eyelids were getting heavy.

He slept with his clothes on. Before going to sleep, he smelled the fragrance on his clothes again. Demon Lord Yanyan really dared to mess around. What did he do?

Apparently, he and Fang Yuzhu had been placed together by her and slept in the same bed.

The next day, Fang Yuzhu went to Anseong University early in the morning, resumed her identity as a student, and integrated into the university. She would have a short experience of ten days and a half. She wanted to read all kinds of ancient and modern books, throughout history.

When gods enter the world of mortals and endure the impact of the times, whether it is Zhang Daoling, the Demon Lord, or Fang Yuzhu, they all have their own considerations.

Some people have indeed accepted the cruelty of reality and want to integrate into the world, such as the ancestors of the Dark Blood Sect. But there are also people who are walking through the mortal world with high morale. In the tranquility, they accumulate strength and prepare to shoot straight into the sky and bid farewell to the world!

Wang Xuan saw it clearly and sighed: "Some people want to adapt to the ups and downs of the world and live in the present. Some people want to leap far away from the mortal world. They would rather disappear, still want to shine in their glory and shine in myths, and don't want to extinguish the faith in their hearts. That pure and prosperous

The powerful spiritual light of immortality is just dormant for a while, waiting for the moment to break through the sky, and it will either be reborn or die forever."

In the next few days, Wang Xuan was studying scriptures and practicing. His strength had risen too fast recently. He wanted to accumulate his own foundation and deepen various insights.

He did not go out of his way to hit someone, but was preparing carefully to make himself stronger.

"Everything extraordinary in this world is almost invisible, why are we still fighting?" Wang Xuan sometimes also wonders whether all this still has meaning.

The main thing is that some people are ambitious and want to survive the extraordinary cold winter night, but they have to stand on the bones of others, so he can only fight.

When others want to attack him, he has no choice, so he can only be more "active"!

"Wang Xuan, how are you and Xiao Fang?" When Wang Xuan was in reality but wandering in the extraordinary realm, his father called.

Xiao Fang? At first, Wang Xuan didn't react. Then he quickly corrected him and said, "Dad, don't shout like that. Sister Fang is a practitioner."

"I'm calling you sister. It seems like there's something going on. Xiaofang is a very nice person." Mother Wang spoke over there, looking very happy. She was obviously watching the phone next to her.

"She is an extraordinary person!" Wang Xuan reminded quickly and lowered his voice. Fang Yuzhu was next door and would come back every night. She had learned to drive.

"I know. I asked Qingmu about the situation again. She is a fairy. Wouldn't that be better? Son, work harder and marry a fairy as your wife!"

Wang Ma lowered her voice and looked happier. She was not afraid at all, and she was actively trying to get her involved, eager to help.

"Mom, stop talking. Sister Fang might be able to hear it!" Wang Xuan thought that with Fang Yuzhu's strength, living next door, there was no secret at all.

"It's nothing to hear. Now, I know everything. I won't be extraordinary in the future. It doesn't matter if I don't become an immortal. Do you want me to go over and help you?" Wang Xuan's mother asked.

"No, Mom, please don't end up in this situation. I know everything!" Wang Xuan immediately stopped her.

"What do you know? You don't know how to grasp it. Gods are also human beings. Meeting in the world of mortals is fate!" Wang Ma hated that iron could not become steel.

Next door, Fang Yuzhu was reading a book. The focused and quiet woman was the most beautiful, elegant and beautiful, with long hair hanging naturally on one side of her pretty face. She put down the book, heard the conversation, smiled slightly, and was not angry.

Then, she heard Wang Ma's more radical words.

"Son, wait, your father and I will go over immediately and go to Ancheng to help you. We have identified this daughter-in-law!" The two of them actually wanted to come over.

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