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Chapter 140: Finally got the corpse of the fierce god!(2/2)

Of course, it would be great to have such a sparring partner, but you can't be picky.

Wu Huan comforted himself in this way, and tried hard to absorb the power of the stars to temper himself.

And Taoist Xiaojian...

He is sitting three feet away, with his hands in his long hair, his eyes are a little stunned, his face is a little gray, and from his soul to his immortal body, he is interpreting four characters - Doubt Immortality.

Taoist Xiaojian frowned and looked at Wu Wan; Wu Wan's body was shining with silvery white light, and his handsome square face showed no sadness or joy.

Taoist Xiaojian continued to lower his head in trance.

In fact, Taoist Xiaojian was a little resistant at first when he heard his master, pavilion master, and beloved adoptive father say that he should be Wu Wan's sparring partner.

Especially, when the master said that the master had been training with Wu Wan, Taoist Xiaojian, a disciple, felt a little unconvinced in his heart.

The master didn’t even practice sword practice with him several times!

But at this moment, at this place, Dao Xiaojian no longer had these emotions in his heart. He raised his head again and looked at Wu Wu, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart:

'What kind of breed is this?'

The Dao realm of ascending to the Immortal Realm, the spiritual thoughts of the True Immortal Realm, the body that can withstand the attacks of immortals, and that terrible age.

He had just clearly felt it in Wu Wan, a power similar to the power of an innate god, a magic power cultivated by the cultivation method in the human realm, the pure power of the stars...

These powers did not conflict with each other, but instead blessed his body layer by layer.

Just relying on the strength of his body, the spiritual and physical cultivation who have just entered the heavenly realm are no match for Wu Huanzi at this time!

Not to mention, there are also those superb fighting methods!

Even when fighting Wu Huan in close combat, Taoist Xiaojian had to take a step or two back several times because Wu Huan changed his moves too quickly.

It almost forced him to use the latest eleven swords of cold light!

Taoist Xiaojian looked at Wu Wan and thought of those young talents who were enough to amaze the world. He also thought of how high-spirited he was at such an age and how he refused to accept anyone. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Wu Wan opened his eyes, with a solemn expression on his face, and whispered: "Senior, what's wrong? But where did I perform so poorly?"

"No, no, you're fine."

Taoist Xiaojian waved his hands repeatedly, "Let's rest first and recover slowly. I don't have anything urgent to do, so let's discuss it slowly."

"Thank you, senior."

Wu Wang cupped his hands and thanked him, and continued to adjust his breath with closed eyes, relying on the large spirit gathering array arranged here to quickly replenish the body's previous consumption.

After a while, Wu Wang jumped up, his energy was strong and his breath was full.

Taoist Xiaojian immediately stood up with a wooden sword in his hand.

"Come on, Pindao has also figured out how to help you exercise. You have to endure the pain this time."

"Senior, just take action and cry out in pain, even if I am innocent and embarrassed!"

"good!"

Xiaojian took a deep breath and met Wu Wang's eyes. The two took advantage of the opportunity and rushed forward almost at the same time. They disappeared from the spot with two swishing sounds, turning into two groups of light and shadow that collided very quickly...

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Late at night.

Wu Wang limped back to his residence, sat in the medicinal bath prepared by Lin Suqing, gritted his teeth and let out a few groans.

It doesn’t hurt!



After three months of training with Taoist Xiaojian, Wu Wan not only further strengthened his ability to resist blows, but also improved his tolerance for pain.

That night, Liu Bairen suddenly appeared underground, interrupted his retreat and came to see Wu Wan.

Taoist Xiaojian breathed a sigh of relief after seeing his master. He felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He bowed forward and immediately left.

"Where to go?"

Liu Bairen raised his hand and pressed Taoist Xiaojian's shoulder, pulled him back in front of him, and threw him beside Wu Wan.

Pavilion Master Liu said: "You have practiced well. As a teacher, you have to continue to practice in seclusion. This time you come out of seclusion to give some offerings to Wuhuangzi. Come with me."

The corner of Taoist Xiaojian's mouth twitched slightly and he sighed: "Master, this disciple can't really teach Wu Huanzi anything."

"You just practice with him. How can he still need our guidance for his understanding?"

Liu Bairen walked in front with his hands behind his back, leading them towards the corner of the underground training ground, and said: "This is also His Majesty's will."

"Then disciple accepts the order," Taoist Xiaojian suddenly raised his chest and raised his head, and said with a smile, "Master, you have already said so. If it is a task given by His Majesty, disciple, not to mention sparring, it doesn't matter if Wuwangzi strikes the disciple with a few swords."

Liu Bairen smiled and said nothing, walked to the stone wall in the corner, and slowly pushed forward with his hands.

Several layers of fairy light appeared on the stone wall in front, revealing a disk and two palm prints.

Liu Bairen pressed his big hand up and hummed a relaxing tune. The disc trembled slightly, and a light blue vortex appeared on the stone wall.

An old voice came from the vortex: "Who?"

"This is Liu Bairen."

The voice replied: "Pavilion Master Liu, permission to enter."

The vortex burst out with green light, covering Liu Bairen, Wu Wan, and Taoist Xiaojian together, and dragged the three of them away into a gray world.

Wu Wan only felt his scalp numb at the moment.

What does it mean? Pavilion Master Liu, what does this mean?

With such strict ‘security measures’, who does it protect against?

He was about to express his dissatisfaction with a cold snort, but he was immediately attracted by the strange scene in front of him and looked at the center of this small world.

This place has no direction, no sun, moon or stars, and no great road. It is very much like the 'small world' that Wu Wan once saw in ancient books, which was opened up by top experts with great magical powers.

There is a suspended hall in the middle of this small world. The hall does not have any doors;

There were more than a dozen figures wrapped in gray energy sitting on the top of the hall. At this moment, one person stood up and bowed to Pavilion Master Liu.

Iron chains protruded from the bottom of the main hall, completely wrapping the body of the nine-headed and nine-tailed beast.

Long nephew, also known as the dragonfly.

Occasionally, a green fairy light would slide across the iron chain, as if to keep the power of the fierce god's corpse alive, and on each of the nine fox-headed foreheads, a small white flower would bloom.

Liu Bairen said slowly: "Wuwang, I promised you before that I will give you 10% a year."

Gee, it’s not like ‘I’ll give you 10% of your total divine power in one year’.

"It has been several years now. I should have given you 50% of my divine power directly, but I have carefully calculated that you may not be able to accommodate even 10%."

Liu Bairen raised his left hand and flicked a fox head. The small white flower floated slowly, and the fox head, which was dozens of feet in diameter, turned into powder and dissipated.

Taoist Xiaojian praised: "This is our Majesty's magical power, it must be amazing."

Wu Wan smiled and nodded, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

The little flower fell into Liu Bairen's palm. Liu Bairen pinched out a few talismans with his right hand, making an 'earth basin' appear under the little flower, and then handed it to Wu Wan's hand.

As soon as he got the flowerpot, Wu Wan shivered all over.

His face turned red, his eyes flashed wildly, and he always had the urge to swallow this thing in one gulp.

The divine power is pure and rich, similar to the divine power of the Star God, slightly inferior, but so vast and abundant!

Developed!

What the Ten Evil Palaces, what the bloodline of the Son of God, what a blood pool!

Compared with this, there are nothing more than mountains, rivers and streams compared to a hundred miles of swamp!

Liu Bairen said warmly: "Don't be in a hurry to absorb it. It will be good if you can absorb the power of these fierce gods within a year..."

call out!

A light shone on Wu Wan's chest, and the little flower disappeared, leaving only the flowerpot that turned into fairy power and collapsed.

The three of them stood there stunned. Wu Wang opened his collar, revealing the necklace that had never left his body;

The necklace exuded gleaming light, and a warm breath flowed into Wu Wan's body.

"this?"

Liu Bairen frowned and stared at the necklace on Wu Wan's chest.

Wu Wan clasped the necklace and now realized what the aura was.

Pure divine power, divine power at the same level as the Star God's divine power, is continuous and stable, flowing into his limbs and bones like drizzle nourishing all things!

Wu Wan suddenly realized that this necklace was a treasure that he had seen when he was young and his mother never left her body.

Previously, I thought my mother was just the head of an ordinary seven-day festival. I thought this treasure was at best a fairy treasure that could keep me in touch with my mother at all times.

Now think about the identity revealed by the mother... This necklace is no ordinary treasure!

Taoist Xiaojian looked up at the sky and muttered: "Why is there suddenly an extra star?"

The stars then disappeared, and Wu Wan's mother's reproach arose in Wu Huan's heart:
Chapter completed!
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