"I'm here to send you my help." Gu Fenghua and his friends were hesitating whether they should say goodbye or leave. They just got great benefits and left immediately. Are they too philanthropic again? He didn't have to worry about Zhang Yidao's words anymore. He was grateful.
Said.
Although Zhang Yidao's previous words were implied, he was mostly powerless to deal with the heaven and earth restrictions on the white fat man, but the great emperor was willing to work hard for him, which still made several people very grateful.
"You have helped Rong Yu so much. I haven't thanked you well yet, so I don't have to see you anymore." Zhang Yidao waved his hand.
Then, everyone walked towards the thatched cottage.
"Fenghua, are you healthy? Will it affect your future cultivation?" The fat white man looked at Gu Fenghua worriedly.
In order to help him suppress his cultivation just now, Gu Fenghua devoted all his strength. No matter whether he was holy energy or divine consciousness, it was extremely expensive. The most important thing was that she had just been promoted to the fifth level of Heavenly Saint, and she had just been so vital before she could consolidate her cultivation.
If you are seriously injured, you may hurt the Holy Spirit root and affect your future cultivation.
"If I change it, it may have some impact, but you can also experience the mystery of the Seven-Star Spirit Pool with your own experience. There is no need to refine it at all. It is so pure that there is no impurity. It also contains the great way of heaven and earth, and it can be regarded as a way without even understanding it.
The opportunity directly breaks through the bottleneck, so even if you don’t deliberately consolidate it, your cultivation will be much more stable than after you advance on weekdays, so don’t worry, there is nothing to do." Gu Fenghua knew that Fatty White was worried about, and he did not do it perfunctorily, but was serious
Answered.
The fat white man is not Luo Enen. He is not that easy to fool. He has nothing to do, so why bother him to worry and blame himself?
"That's good." The fat white man breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course he felt the mystery of the Seven-Star Spirit Pool, but because of the restriction of heaven and earth, he almost lost his life when he broke through and promoted. He is still restless. But he didn't know that Gu Fenghua and his friends were promoted.
After hearing what was going on, I felt relieved after hearing her tireless explanation.
In the following days, Gu Fenghua and his friends humbly asked Zhang Yidao for advice while practicing and consolidating.
Although the cultivation of several people at this time was enough to make most of the saints of the same age, and even the disciples of the king envious, they were from the Tianji Continent and promoted to the Heavenly Saint in such a short time.
Even after reaching the fourth and fifth grades of the Heavenly Saint, there are inevitably many doubts about the future cultivation path.
Zhang Yidao's words at that time were not just saying anything. As long as they spoke, they would know that everything would be said. Gu Fenghua and others benefited a lot. With his guidance, they would be able to avoid many detours in the future.
As one of the Eighteen Envoys of the Wuji Holy Heaven and having tens of thousands of years of experience, Zhang Yidao not only has extraordinary insights into the way of cultivation, but also gives him all kinds of holy techniques and magical methods.
Gu Fenghua has a lot of advice.
He became interested and even had a few games with several people. Although he deliberately suppressed his cultivation and his health was a bit inappropriate, as one of the top powerhouses in Wuji Shengtian, his holy sword skills are not ordinary people
However, Gu Fenghua and his men had no such opportunity to compete with the Jun Zhi. After all, the few competitions he had done his best, the few men benefited a lot.
"Okay, let's just come here. It's not unreasonable for the ancients to say that boxing is afraid of being young. If I continue to hit like this, my old bones will be dispersed." Zhang Yidao threw away the branches in his hand, smiled, and looked at Gu Fenghua and the others.