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Chapter 1559

Chapter 1559

Ge Jingsheng suddenly realized: "Yes, why didn't I figure this out?"

"The then Emperor of the Phoenix Realm, Jiang Changnian, was promoted to the 18th level of martial arts at the age of twenty-six. At the age of twenty-seven, he washed away his mortal flesh and bones and became a supreme immortal body."

"When it comes to talents, comparisons, and future achievements. If she humbly claims the second place, no one would have the shame to be the first."

"Even her brother, Jiang Lin'an, the number one person in the immortal world at that time, couldn't compare to him."

"But for the next three thousand years, Emperor Chang Nian remained at the level of True Immortal. She fell into lethargy every day and could not be treated."

"The root cause of this shortcoming lies in the extremely exquisite Nine-legged Ice Luan, which is the envy of everyone."

"Who could have imagined it? Who would have imagined it?"

Ge Jingsheng said with emotion: "There are gains and there are losses. God's gifts are never given out of nothing."

Suning continued: "So, Wen Dian probably took advantage of the rules of treasure hunting and specially selected a "ruthless character" to fight for the Regeneration Pill."

"After all, the Southern Immortal King does not limit the age for treasure hunting, only the cultivation level for treasure hunting."

"Compared with this group of immortals who have stayed in the first level of True Immortals for hundreds of years, or even nearly a thousand years, we can't get half the advantage."

Inside the Qimen Seal, Dao Huo'er muttered: "She is not immortal. My senses tell me that she is very young. She may not be much older than you."

Suning said indifferently: "Young Master, your perception is definitely wrong."

Dao Huo'er argued: "It's impossible, I am a spirit body and my perception is different from ordinary people."

"That woman, hey, I don't know why, but she always feels familiar to me."

"It's like, like I know her, or I've met her before."

"At least it was a one-time relationship, and it's the kind of thing that will be deeply remembered."

"Who is the one?"

Dao Huo'er murmured to himself: "In the fairy world, there are no more than ten women who can make me remember them deeply."

"Jiang Changnian is first, Gu Changchu is second, and Qiao Wantang is third."

"Then there are the female disciples who are chasing me in the Demon Burial Mountain Range."

"Could it be one of them?"

Ge Jingsheng interjected: "Little girl, this is the fairy world, not the small world of China."

"You are a spiritual body, and your perception is different from that of ordinary people. But you are still a mortal body and have not yet broken through to the true fairyland."

"The difference between immortals and mortals is the difference between heaven and earth. Temporary errors in perception are inevitable."

"Even my master, who is a seventeenth-level true immortal, dare not say that his perceptions are always accurate."

Dao Huo'er wilted and said in a disappointed tone: "Okay, maybe I really got it confused."

Suning's heart moved, and she sent a message to Zhan Yun's secret technique: "Southern Immortal King, can you possibly see through the true identity of the masked woman in Wen Palace?"

"Her origins, is she suspected of cheating?"

After a while, a deep and deep voice sounded in Suning's ears: "The mask she is wearing is covered with secret blessings, and my mind cannot penetrate it."

"This woman..."

"Well, it's really strange."

"As for cheating, don't worry about this. I have already asked Emperor Luo Chen secretly. There is no doubt that this girl is a first-grade true immortal."

"By the way, draw lots as early as possible, don't wait behind and draw attention to yourself."

Suning said awkwardly: "Here we go."

After saying that, he moved forward with his right hand and crushed a certain water polo.

"Number 121."

Looking at the lottery numbers, Suning found Arena No. 121.

There, a young woman with a graceful figure and delicate eyebrows was already standing there.

It is the direct disciple of Shuiyun Immortal Realm, the twenty-third disciple of Emperor Qiao Wantang: Yu Huafang.


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