Zhao Yang has been stuck in the first level of the innate level for some time.

It’s not that his cultivation is insufficient, nor how long does it take to practice the innate path?

For Taoists, acquired and innate are just a threshold, and after they are taken, they will pass. It is not like physical cultivation, but there is also a sequence of polishing the body and condensing true qi.

Taoists have shortcuts!

Compared with other professions, they also need to temper themselves to perfection, and finally merge all the true qi in their body into a ball, and use mixed techniques to create a "martial arts real pill". As an orthodox Taoist sect with a long history, they naturally have methods to help their disciples simplify and purify this process.

Golden Pill Jue!!!

By crossing the innate threshold, you can practice!

Purify true qi?

There is in the Golden Pill.

Increase internal interest rates?

There is in the Golden Pill.

Avoid disasters and disasters?

There are no disasters in the cultivation of the Golden Elixir Law!

Compared to the Taoist lineage of the three thousand Taoist masters who have the inheritance of the Golden Pill, they are naked tall, rich and handsome!

There is no disaster or disaster before the baby is born.

After the baby is born?

With the foundation that is much deeper than other left-door side doors, I am not afraid of the great disaster of wind and fire!

However, the Golden Pill is customized for the rich and handsome guys...

Well, Gao Heshuai can ignore it. If you want to cultivate the Golden Pill, first of all, you must be rich enough!

Just like in the game, if Zhao Yang's game characters were not worshipped by the Qin Dynasty, I am afraid that the genius treasures Zhao Yang collected would not be enough for the characters to swallow them alone!

If you want to cultivate a orthodox golden elixir, even if the sect established by the side sect Nascent Soul has fully supported it, you may not be able to fill out that one!

So Zhao Yang in reality has been hesitating whether to refine this golden elixir in reality...

It's a big deal to have enough resources.

The main reason is that there is not so much time for Zhao Yang to refine this method...

But now?

"I want to let you go, but why do you... force me?"

His whole body was in a blazing red color, Zhao Yang lowered his head and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“Wouldn’t it be better to stay in the north?

Wouldn't it be nice to bypass Daqin when heading south?

Even if you have a conflict with Daqin, it would be better if you don’t use these real methods...

At least it won't make me feel cruel and murderous... won't it?"

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yang looked at the girl in white who had been standing there and whispered: "You have guessed it long ago?"

Zhao Yang's voice was not loud.

But Shen Bing is actually a mortal?

She jumped lightly, and she was floating in white, and crossed the distance between the two of them by thirty meters, and came in from the window of Zhao Yang's bedroom.

Like an elf in the dark night, Shen Bing circled around Zhao Yang.

With a gentle smile, she said to Zhao Yang in a soft voice:

"It's not that I saw it, but that I guessed it, please praise me for being smart."

Guessed?

Zhao Yang looked at her in surprise: "What kind of person am I in the future you see?"

"Who are you..."

Shen Bing's mouth opened, and before she could say it, a drought thunder sounded from the sky!

As if scared by the thunder, Shen Bing made a crying face to Zhao Yang.

You know...there is no cloud outside now...

"It seems that someone doesn't let me say..."

"...I'm not for you."

Zhao Yang glanced at the stars outside the window.

The top of the sky, representing the stars of Pure Yang and Ziwei, are so brighter than usual.

"It seems that I'm quite important..."

Zhao Yang, who mocked himself, didn't know whether he was laughing at his past innocence or the group of immortal gods in the sky who regarded him as chess pieces.

A lifetime of memories?

Still thinking about living until you become an immortal?

I'm afraid that he had already entered the game when he accepted this memory...

But he didn't know it yet!

"Zhao Yang..."

"Um."

Seeing that Zhao Yang was in a bad mood, Shen Bing's eyes turned around and leaned into his ear and whispered: "Do you still remember the pot of wine I gave you?"

Zhao Yang looked at her sideways.

"You won't have any trouble, believe me, even if everyone else dies, I won't let you have any trouble!"

Zhao Yang: "...".

The "other person" that Shen Bing mentioned was very interesting.

Referring to the group of barbarians in the north?

Or is it referring to Lin Yu and the others?

Or, it's about reality...everyone?

"Your teacher hasn't told you that practicing arithmetic will make you crazy?"

Subconsciously took a step back and looked at Shen Bing's pretty face in front of him, Zhao Yang frowned.

"I do it! For you, I do it!"

Rumble!

As soon as Shen Bing finished speaking, another rapid thunder sounded outside.

Under Zhao Yang's gaze, Shen Bing pursed her lips and smiled twice.

He stepped to the window and shouted to the sky: "I didn't say anything. You just need to settle the score, don't count it on me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and blinked at Zhao Yang: "Don't worry about these immortals, do whatever you want. If you are too impatient, you can open the chessboard and do it voluntarily. You Chunyang and his team are never worth it!"

Zhao Yang: "...".

The Pure Yang series is never a shame?

He is so weak!

The big guys in the sky were so angry that they could only throw a few immortal magic scenes to recharge. After defeating the sky, they would line up a few incarnations, miscellaneous soldiers and so on...

But I can't resist the fact that any miscellaneous soldier can kill Zhao Yang to death, right?

At least Zhao Yang has not seen any benefit to him when he turned off the chessboard now, and he doesn’t have the strength to turn off this big chessboard!

"You'd better stay away from me..."

He forced himself to stop the sweat from his heart. Looking at Shen Bing's fearless aura that day, Zhao Yang always felt that a thunder would fall and kill them together...

"You are the Pure Yang Sword Immortal!"

"Sword Immortal, no."

"You are the Chunyang Sword Immortal!!!"

"I'm not Ultraman, who will transform!"

"What's the big deal about Ultraman? You put that sword..."

After brushing, Shen Bing only said half of the sentence, and his forehead became whiter.

Looking at Shen Bing with a pale face, Zhao Yang blinked and asked, "What did you say just now?"

"I've lost my life..."
To be continued...