Realms In The Firmament

However, according to the ranks of the current Cold Yang Continent, Ye Xiao estimated... this time seems to be a little longer.

If the power of an egg is assumed to be the power of a pint that breaks through local boundaries, two pints are needed. Three pints, eight... four, sixty-four...

And so on, Ye smiled and felt that when he broke through the realm of heaven, this purple Qi would have reached the second level!

Just thinking about this distant gap, Ye Jiao couldn't help but be a little silent.

It seems that the only way to improve cultivation is through desperation.

Ye Jiao can feel it, from purple Qi to the East Divine Gong from the first layer to the second layer, probably from nothing to have the first layer... at least hundreds of times more power!

So, if you want to break through from the second layer to the third… the most conservative estimate should also be that the second layer needs hundreds or thousands of times more power.

And Purple Qi comes from the East, a total of nine layers.

Just thinking about it makes Ye smile feel... so motivated!

Because, he can deduce: just reach the fourth level of Purple Qi East, you definitely don't need to reach the fifth level to have the peak level power of your previous life! - Nine pints in Dao Yuan Realm!

The Nine Pins of the Dao Yuan Realm is basically the top force in the Blue Cloud Sky.

So, what would it be like if Purple Qi came from the East and really practiced to the top of the Nine Pints? At what level?

That's the most exciting thing to think about!

Early morning of the second day.

His Royal Highness Crown Prince came to see Ye Jiao himself and stayed in the palace for a long time.

Words sincere, caring heart is really overflowing with words and tables, sent countless rare drugs, and mobilized human and material resources, searched for divine doctors, searched for masters... do everything possible to figure out all ways and means to heal Ye smile.

As a prince of a country, I would certainly be grateful to anyone in exchange for a general's son to be able to do so.

But... Ye laughed, even Song Jeong's face was filled with a full face to see the play.

You bastard even want to buy people's hearts at this point...

It's a delusion!

The next night, after a busy day in Ye Fu, he finally returned to calm. Song Jun was in front of Ye's laughing bed, but he was also a little tired, and there was some confusion in his mind: this guy has been pretending to be like this until now, isn't he tired?

To know that maintaining this state of affairs is an illusion that can only be made by Ye Xiaogong...

Is it incredible that his cultivation can sustain such a long drain?

“Almost there...” Song Jen shook Ye's smile.

Ye Jiao finally ‘woke up'. Too deeply into the play, he was still ‘weak' and asked: “People... are gone? ”

Song can't stop crying: “Just me, don't pretend. Shit, I'm so tired of acting. I'm tired of fighting 10 battles! ”

Ye took a deep breath, his bones clacked for a moment, and he actually sat up from the bed. “Uncle Song, you always know better than me. You're better than me. This little half day, but you suffocated me. If you want to move, you're stupider than a fool. You've been busy for a day now. It's your turn to rest..."

Song Jun nodded: “Your boy has a conscience and knows your Uncle Song's hard work... Well, what did your boy say? Shall I rest? Are you asking me to play dead for you? ”

Ye laughed and laughed: “Uncle Song, aren't you tired? You lie directly in bed, you don't have to do anything, how comfortable..."

Song Jen sighed: “I sighed, you little bastard dare to monkey old man, that is nothing to do, clearly can't do anything, I don't need you to be filial, hurry and enjoy your own comfort, hurry and stay in bed! ”

Ye smile instantly turned to cry face: “Uncle Song, I know you love me the most, you help me, this is really too much, you can pity your nephew me! ”

Song Zheng's face is very gloomy: “You know what this job is, you push it on me, you can really..."

Ultimately, after a struggle, Song Jeong, who always cared about his nephew, lay in bed somewhere, smiled as a leaf, and felt comfortable not having to do anything.

Ye laughed in black, flashing out the window...

instantly disappeared into the dark.

One thing, Ye smile has long wanted to dry.

But until now, it has finally come to fruition and put into action.

Just to convince Song Jun, it took a big basket of spit...

……

Spiritual Treasure Palace Auction Hall.

Wan Zhenghao's fat body lay on the chair very painstakingly and there was some uncertainty between the eyes.

Since our last departure, it has been two and a half days without a trace.

Is he gone?

It used to be like this, when I came, I certainly wouldn't say hello, and when I left I never knew when I was leaving...

Makes me feel dared every day...

I don't know what happened to the Immortal, so what should I do?

“Wait three more days. If I don't come back, I'll have to go back first. In this place, my weight is so hard to load… it's almost every step of the way.” Wan Zhenghao sighed.

Obtaining a secret formula for immortality and having an immortality prolong your life is naturally a great thing.

But the price Marriott paid was: he's been fat for years! Fatter and fatter!

From a slightly fat body of 170 pounds when the Palace of the Spirit was first created, it has grown to the super world's first fat body of 1400 pounds now!

… it is said that this is the condemnation caused by having a long life beyond one's natural life-

Well, that's what Upper Immortal Dragon said.

Hands barely lifted up and snuck down his own stomach, put it on his knees, Marriott was speechless for a while.

The price is really too heavy...

But it's worth it, to be able to survive, and what is the burden of that?

While mumbling, he heard a gentle knock at the door, closing the confession outside and reporting: “Master Feng Zhiling asked to see you. ”

Wan Zhenghao woke up and said, "Brother Feng? Why is he here at this hour? Come on, come on, please. ”

The next moment, Feng Zhiling sat across from Wan Zhenghao.

“Brother Wan.” Windy smiles very proud of the spring breeze.

“Brother Feng, do you know where Ancient Senpai went?” Wan Zhenghao asked anxiously.

“Well, before I sent the letter to Ancient Brother, Ancient Brother has now got what he wanted and can't wait to shut it down.” Ye smiled faintly.

“Oh, so that's good. That's good.” Wan Zhenghao scrubbed his hands with excitement: “I'll be back tomorrow. ”

“You can't go back yet.” The wind's face cooled down: “Brother Wan, before my ancient brother left, I have something to tell you. ”

“Your brother?” This wind has continuously intensified his breath. After several times, Wan Zhenghao finally woke up and asked in surprise.

“Brother Ancient thanked me for helping him find the treasure of the family heirloom, allied with my blood, officially married to a brother with a different family name, God worships, life and death.” The wind swept across his face, arching his hands.

“Er... Er...” Wan Zhenghao opened his mouth and looked at the wind in front of him. The wind became chaotic in a moment!

Life and Death Brothers? Eight worships?

Damn it, that's going too fast, right?

“You don't believe me? Fortunately, Ancient Brother had predicted, you see, what is this?” Ye laughed “La” put a few things on the table.

One of the jade cards, all purple and bright, has a ‘ring’ written on it.

Another jade card, with the name of the ancient and modern dragon on it.

When I saw these two jade cards, Wan Zhenghao's fat body trembled.

His tremor didn't matter, and the fat all over him snapped in the instant.

The latter token is the Gateway Identity Jade of the Ancient Dragon, an important thing that the Ancient Dragon and others will never leave.

As for purple tokens, they are the control tokens of Gu Jinlong over Ling Bao Palace.

Token arrived, see the order like a person.

The two jade cards appeared in the hands of Windling, indicating one thing: Gu Jinlong has handed over control of the Palace of the Spirit to the Windling in front of him!

In other words, after that, there was another man on Marriott's head.

A more direct superior!

Wan Zhenghao looked at the two jade cards, and the expression on his face looked as ugly as eating poo.

If there were only two jade cards in front of him, Wan Zhenghao would surely be angry, because no one would ever manipulate himself again, but besides two jade cards in front of him, there was also one wind, he was the master of the two jade cards now, which also means that in addition to the ancient dragon, he had an additional person to control himself.

At this point, the wind seemed to laugh even more friendly and friendly: “Wan, after that, the sale of this Lingbao Palace auction hall, we need to work together to run it. Don't worry, I won't drag your back leg down. ”

Wan Zhenghao gazed at the jade medal on both sides, and already some soul was defenseless.

But when he heard that, he almost had an outburst of rage.

Fuck him!

What the hell is this

Although the best parts of the good things obtained by Lingbao Pavilion are to be handed over to Gu Jinlong, Gu Jinlong often only comes down once in a hundred years. Even if it comes down, it won't stay for a few days and go back. It hardly affects him. Even in Wan Zhenghao, the good things he pays can be counted as the price of trading in Ling Liu medicine. So the psychology can be said to have little objection.

But now that we've added a second boss, that's completely different.

First of all, Feng Ling will never be as dragon as it is today, ignoring the affairs of Lingbao Pavilion at all, will definitely get involved.

Secondly, Wind Ling is not a higher figure, he is an indigenous of the Cold Yang mainland, even if he will be distracted from the practice of Dandao, there will still be a considerable amount of time to get involved in the affairs of Lingbao Palace.

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