"Swallow it and run the Great Circle."

The ancestor of Yinshan hesitated for a moment, but he still swallowed it.

Half a month passed, and the moment the ancestor of Yinshan opened his eyes, a gust of wind blew backwards, and the corpse master and I sat in place, letting the clothes on our bodies squirm.

Now the injuries of the Yinshan Ancestor have not only recovered, but his strength has also recovered, and it has reached its peak.

"Fellow Daoist Mao, this!"

"You're welcome, now you're fine, everything is fine."

Three months later, everyone above the elders were in the main hall of Ziyun Palace.

And among these people, the lowest strength is Mi Zizhen, who is the second-grade one.

"Master Master of the Scorpion, Zen Master Kuye, I promised you that I will ask you the last question today, and you are still willing to continue to stand on my side."

When Master Zhuo said this, he nodded without saying much, and naturally Zen Master Kuye had nothing to say.

Seeing that no one objected, I nodded.
Chapter completed!