Transcending the Nine Heavens

By then, there was basically no impurity removal, just simple upgrading to fix.

But for the first time in the Iron Festival, can't you be excited? No one can calm down with such rapid improvement...

His Majesty the Emperor is thrilled to be lucky again and again... like a child who has just got a new toy... and then it's settled!

Into deep breath.

Chu Yang really sadly rushed to the point of nosebleeds - looking at a woman of national color, Tianxiang Fenghua, and a woman who loved herself so much that she didn't hang up in front of herself... but she couldn't do anything...

This punishment is more painful than taking Spring Medicine and having no place to vent: taking Spring Medicine and having no place to vent is a bit more comforting; because there is no place to vent… but now the problem is… there is a place where you can't vent.

Depressing.

But Chu's depression was quickly replaced by shock!

Iron Replenishes the Heavenly Heavenly Fixing to the Rise, directly can be said to be, Pingbu Qingyun! This speed made Chu Yang feel horrible.

This evening, Chuyang diluted the liquid step by step for Iron Replenishment Day, then let her drink it and improve it to repair. Then, using more than eighty celestial treasures in the Nine Robberies space, to supplement the Iron Heaven with the medicine effect of tear-cold wine.

Even, every time, the iron is supplemented by purple gas, and every time, the fairy spirit of the heavenly golden hand is used to repair the steady yuan soul and growth of iron.

This process was repeated nine times!

Such a means of improvement, so many resources are wasted, so far, on this Nine Heavens continent, it can be said that it is definitely ancient today!

But every time, Chu Yang felt a great shock!

For the first time, based on the principle of prudence, the tear-cold wine diluted by Chuyang has become very thin. The iron complement has been raised from three to five.

The second time, the amount of medicine dared to be bigger, and the result was a brush, directly to nine pints.

This speed allows Chu Yang to bite his fingers directly.

The third time, it was four pints on the throne.

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If someone is watching this kind of improvement on one side, they have to be directly scared!

Between heaven and earth, such a thing can happen!

What do you call a step to the sky? That's it.

After the ninth time, Iron Replenishment smoothly breaks through the Holy Grade One!

Become an irrevocable master!

Chuyang felt most horrified not by the entry of Ironclad Heaven, because the rise of Ironclad Heaven was what he expected. He diluted a lot of wine, much more than he drank himself.

Chu Yang drank so much, only from the holy grade nine pint elementary, to the peak.

But Iron Replenishes so many drinks, but it can start with three pints of the throne, and it has been elevated by 25 ranks!

This is not to say that Iron Replenishment qualifications are stronger than Chuyang, first because Chuyang rank is higher, the higher the rank, the harder it is to break through.

For example, the nine pints of the throne beat the eight pints of the throne, and the two are already very good. Nine pints of the throne beat eight pints of the throne, but it can be more than four. On the other hand, nine pints of the throne can hit eight pints, and can hit more than 10 pints; nine pints of the holy grade can hit eight pints, but can hit at least 50 pints!

This does not include such a special rank as the sword emperor.

Second, Chuyang has already taken too many celestial treasures; the body is naturally resistant to drugs. But Tie Xin Tian, though noble as the emperor of the human race, did not have the same opportunities as Chu Yang.

Besides, is there that endless amount of strange resource assistance that would never have existed in the world?

Chu Yang's most horrific is the bottleneck suffered during the Iron Heaven class breakthrough.

Chuyang himself tends to raise several ranks at a time, but often only the last one can make him feel the bottleneck of the rank.

But the iron supplement has been raised from the beginning to this point, but every time it is upgraded, it encounters bottlenecks! Every time, you have to bite your own teeth!

Chu Yang is depressed and surprised, no one else has this situation; for example, Rui can't understand Dong Injury, etc., has also jumped like this promotion, but it will not be like Iron Heaven.

Twenty-five ranks, 25 torture! And it's intense torture!

It's hard to survive for this delicate generation of emperors.

At the end of the day, it reached the limit of iron supplementation.

It's at the limit of the potency!

It finally stopped.

Holy Grade One!

Iron Replenishment Heaven is a continuous breakthrough of so many. Despite Chuyang's strenuous support, God's soul also felt endless tiredness; even when he finally came out of the bathtub, Chuyang held him out.

Almost as soon as she left the bathtub, she passed out and didn't even know when Chuyang would put her on the bed to cover her quilt.

And by this time, the sky had reached its last darkness before dawn.

Early morning, definitely not again.

……

Chu Yang only hurriedly found the wind and let him announce the cancellation of the early dynasty.

When the wind was cold, Chu Yang was frightened by the seventh woman.

Only the wind's cool body is wrapped in thick black muddy dirt, practicing.

Chu Yang patted himself on the forehead and sighed with utter silence: My God...

Ignore one thing yourself.

Forget to talk to the wind about taking a bath.

As a result, the actual chief in-chief drank the medicine after returning to the palace to make sure it was all right. Then naturally, like Chuyang's first drink, he came out with endless dirt.

However, after feeling the strange effect of this medicine wine, the wind chief was excited to tremble, more cautious wings, only to wash these things away but affect the repair and improvement, he didn't dare to wash...

Paste it on your body.

When Chu Yang found him, he didn't need to wash anymore.

Because these things, they're all dry, and they're stuck on their clothes. And with constant sweating, constant...

That stink, thirty miles to the wind!

As soon as Chu Yang went in, he was smoked a heel and escaped with a loud and dry voice.

This smell, even the most stinking weasel... will stink when you go in!

In the contempt of Chuyang, the wind controller is very embarrassed to unravel these things on himself...

The wind is absolutely a careful person. He actually took a basin and carefully put every piece of dirt that was‘ unraveled 'into him to see how much dirt was on him...

Last look, a whole basin!

Chu Yang had already reached the top of a large tree, looked up to the sky, and breathed fresh air in a large mouth: he could not lower his head. As soon as he saw the wind main pipe coming down from himself, Chu Yuza feared that he would throw up and fall from the tree's edge...

“Ha ha, take off the fifteen pounds of copper basin, these things will total eight pounds, four, two, three and a half dollars after they dry!” The wind's cold voice came, and I was actually a little proud of it: “It all came down from me...”

Chu Yang vomited: “Go and notify him and cancel this morning...”

Then I brushed, and hung fei underwater...

I can't stay any longer.

The wind rushed to say yes, and at first glance the time was foolish: it was too early in the morning.

Hurry to change clothes and hurry to notify.

But the wind maintainer forgot that he had only ‘uncovered’ those filthy things, but had not washed them yet. Still stinks on me.

However, the wind itself has become somewhat accustomed: he himself closed the doors and windows of the house for fear of discovery, and spent the night in the smell. He has lived long enough to smell like abalone...

The journey was in a hurry.

The trekking wind chief had no idea, causing a turmoil in the palace where he was walking.

The women of the eunuchs were everywhere along the way, and after the wind pipe passed, they covered their noses and threw up somewhere: what's wrong with the wind pipe? Even if I didn't wash it... it wouldn't smell so bad...

All the way to the palace, the wind cooled down, "Your Majesty's message ~ ~ ~"

Crowdsmen stand.

Then we all smoke our noses together: what smells… how come it's getting closer and thicker…

He saw the wind main pipe with a fierce stench, his face was calm and stereotypical, and he walked in the middle of the crowd on a large scale. “Your Majesty's message, canceled this morning...”

Just a moment later, the elderly and weak Li Gang coughed and gasped, suddenly stinking... poor old Li Gang's eyes turned white, choked, and mumbled and poured.

Wind Chief Daqi: “What's wrong with old Li Gao? ”

Everyone looked at him in the eyes of a monster: What is it? What else do you ask?

But everyone held their breath. Like a snake scorpion, they even retreated more than a dozen steps. Then someone turned around and ran out of the hall. They walked far away without turning back before hearing the vomiting sound of ‘vomiting’.

At this time, the faint old man Li Gang suddenly climbed up a bone and walked out with a roll. Poor old man's eyes turned white, his goat's beard shivered, and he said vigorously: “Stinky old man too... Stinky old man too...”

Wen Wu Baiguan's neat defeat...

The wind's cool main pipe, just by his own taste, conquered the highest elite above the Chapel of the Iron Cloud Empire!

Such achievements, which have never been approached and will never be approached again, can be sung again!

The wind is still cold and scratching its head wondering: Why did you say it was too early to ask why? I don't know if he stinks, but he already thinks he burned Kaohsiung. Who dares to hold on to such a strange smell and ask something?

In the early morning of the next day, His Majesty the Emperor found that the ministers were much less. Those who reportedly complained about sick leave... The rest of them were also a nervous yellow heart with palpitations. He was very confused to ask, and no one was ashamed to say...

You can't say you haven't eaten the other half since yesterday morning.

And because of this, we all have a common understanding: the eunuch... without that... once that... the flavor is... ancient and present!

After finally understanding the reason for the incident, the wind chief reportedly failed to see anyone for half a month... but this is the last word.

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