Everyone celebrated together and celebrated the upcoming victory. Even the always serious Taoist Ran Deng showed a relaxed look on his face at this time.
Liu Qiao now thought about the ruthless man who was about to bring Fengshen to the end, and his mind was in a state of shock.
Liu Qiao is now in a very embarrassing situation. In terms of strength, Yang Jian and others can be regarded as the best.
However, his skills over the past hundred years were all due to the accumulation of rare and exotic fruits, and his magic power was even more frivolous.
The trace of Xiao Sheng's power that Huang Tingjing had just absorbed made him exclaim, "He is really good and fun-loving."
Xiao Sheng's deity is Zhaobao Tianzun, and he is one of the five gods of wealth on the list of gods.
In the end, it only gave him a little bit of wealth and very little magic power.
After studying day and night these days, I discovered the solution: refining mana.
But now at the critical moment of becoming a god, more than 20% of these mana will be lost after refining.
On one side is the foundation of his own path, and on the other side is the strategy to protect himself. Liu Qiao is in a dilemma.
At the third watch, Liu Qiao went to Guangchengzi's residence.
Guangchengzi, who was meditating and resting, had already asked the boy to prepare tea and wait for Liu Qiao's arrival.
After signaling the boy to step back, the two of them held a candle-lit night talk about the way of the sword immortal.
Liu Qiao was amazed by Guangchengzi's profound knowledge of the art of swordsmanship.
Liu Qiao combined the techniques of sword immortals handed down from modern times with his own perception of sword Qi*, which also gave Guang Chengzi a sudden enlightenment.
After both of them gained something, Liu Qiao expressed his concerns.
After Guangchengzi heard this, he ordered the boy to bring another rare fruit.
"First improve your skill to a thousand-year level, and then you can refine it and become a god."
"The disciple is frightened and thanks his uncle for his kindness."
After Liu Qiao thanked him again and again and put the fruit away, it was already dawn.
After Liu Qiao left, the boy was a little puzzled.
Guangchengzi said: "This boy has deep roots and a long-term vision in doing things. He is not a thing in the pond. Now help him and form a good relationship."
The boy remained silent, punishing himself by copying scriptures to nourish his temper.
At dawn, Chanjiao prepared his troops and horses early and was in high spirits.
He intercepted the men and horses and allowed them to explain how to shout and still guard the camp.
Hearing that the Grand Master had been humiliated by the three disciples until Chan taught them, they still ignored him. The anxious Yao Tianjun wanted to rush out of the camp and fight to the death with him.
"Master Wen, look at how humiliated we are. Even if we fail, I can't bear the humiliation." Yao Tianjun's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth.
"Even our Ten Jue Formation is not a vegetarian. Even this burning lamp does not dare to test its edge." Bai Tianjun agreed.
Hearing that the Grand Master was restless in the camp, Zhao Gongming looked remorseful.
"It's all my fault, please be patient." Zhao Gongming stood up and everyone looked at him.
"Everything started because of me. Even if I show my old face to Gongming, I can't let my Taoist friends suffer this humiliation. I'm going to go!" Zhao Gongming suffered such a big loss and was humiliated like this. How could he give up?
Turning over and riding on the black tiger, the body turned into a rainbow and disappeared in a moment.
Zhao Gongming, who was riding a black tiger, was now really in a dilemma.
On one side is his proud face, on the other side are the red eyes of fellow Taoists beside him...