The golden-scaled python led the monsters away in ecstasy. It was about to send monsters to various places to send monsters to the foreground and was responsible for selecting the five thousand illusion tigers that meet the conditions to reach the inheritance land within ten days.

Zhang Ziqiang looked at the monsters that dispersed one after another and the hundreds of thousands of magical tigers left behind temporarily, and suddenly sighed: "Everything in the world has its own rules. In the future, you cannot take it for granted when doing things or being a human being, otherwise you will become a slap in the forehead! With five thousand thousands of magical tigers, as long as the Qianfeng Dynasty does not attack the country, it should not be difficult to defend."

He finished dealing with the monsters. The task of entering the Nusen Mountains has been completed. As long as he cultivates here for ten days, he can return home after five thousand illusion tigers arrive. Zhang Ziqiang was much more relaxed. After returning to the camp that night, he tossed Ananda hard, and the four hidden guards were dragged to accompany him. The sound insulation effect of the tent was not good. Ananda was always let go, and he heard that the Eight Saints who were camping next to the main tent could not sleep all night.

The next morning, Zhang Ziqiang threw the team out and explored the terrain above the Divine Palm Plain as planned. After setting up the monster teleportation array as needed, he fell asleep again. Kora easily reset it.

The teleportation array has an additional connection to the Artifact Temple. It turned out that Zhang Ziqiang had cancelled the hidden connection option to the Artifact Temple. This teleportation array has become the only teleportation array in the mainland that can lead to the Artifact Temple. The dream that the saints of all generations have been pursued have been realized today. Although the eight saints such as Kora and Reisli had long expected this result, they were all filled with tears and excited.

Ananda also tried curiously, but she couldn't see the options of the Artifact Temple. She looked at the ring in the hands of the Eight Saints, and her eyes were a little hot. With her neurotic **, she never wanted to have a place where her master could go but could not go. Leaving her master, it means that the chance of being abandoned will increase, which is something she can't tolerate. Unfortunately, the Saint's inheritance of the Divine Ring automatically recognizes the master every ten years. Even if she wants to take it, she has to give up hatefully.

Zhang Ziqiang fainted for a whole day this time, and only woke up on the morning of the third day. The continuous excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness made his head a little painful. He checked silently for a while, and there was no such good thing to be consumed after the consumption of spiritual consciousness. The total amount increased, and there was no such good thing that spiritual consciousness became more pure. On the contrary, the newly cultivated sea of ​​consciousness was a little unstable. It seemed that he had to do things within his ability. He was rarely encountered such good things that could be broken and established.

The team he sent out for investigation has not come back yet. After all, it is better to go on the plain below to explore the mountain. Some roads seem very close, but it takes time to walk. However, he is not in a hurry and has to wait here for a day.

After he entered the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, his daily routine practice took three hours. Ensuring two or three hours of sleep a day can relieve the pressure of the sea of ​​consciousness and is conducive to cultivation. Even when he reaches the Golden Elixir stage, although he can not sleep for ten days and half a month, proper daily sleep can still relieve mental stress and is the only way to stabilize the foundation of Taoism. In this way, if he wants to ensure the fastest cultivation speed, he will use it to practice throughout the morning.

At noon that day, after he completed his routine practice and used dry food, he sat in the place of the inheritance of monsters and waited. With nothing to do, Kora suggested: "Master, Qianhuanhu still needs a **n to gather together. Why not leave a jade slip here and let the teams going out to wait here. How about we go to the Artifact Temple?"

"You eight are all here. Last time you said that the Eight Saints gathered together to open the Artifact God's residence. Let's go now, and it's better to check the reason why the Artifact Temple has been closed for so many years."

The saints were able to directly transmit the weapon temple through the monster teleportation array here. When Zhang Ziqiang fainted before, the saints did not dare to go alone without his permission. Now they all cheered. However, they had inheritance rings but could not bring them in. Only Zhang Ziqiang could bring them into the weapon temple.

The Temple of Artifact God is still the same, tall, empty, and exquisite. The Eight Saints suppressed the tears of excitement and came to the door of the wall of the statue of the Artifact God in the central hall, tremblingly raised the divine ring in their hands, and their spiritual consciousness settled into the divine ring, and their words were said. When Zhang Ziqiang heard this, he said that it was better to say that they were chanting the spell, and they were flattering the divine ring, all of which were praising the divine god!

He couldn't help but remember that when he first came to the Artifact Temple, he was tired and hungry and fainted all night. That night, he seemed to dream that the Artifact God had recited something when he opened the door with his finger. Unfortunately, he couldn't understand the language of this world at that time, and it was also a silent dream. He couldn't understand the lip words. Although he had cultivated a sea of ​​consciousness and remembered the situation at that time clearly, he still couldn't tell what the Artifact God thought was.

When he heard the saints chanting the curse, he maliciously speculated that the weapon god was not only a pervert, but also liked to flatter others?

Eight golden lights were emitted from the hands of the Eight Saints, and the gate was like a black hole, sucking the golden light without leaving any drops. The light in the saints' hands remained. After a few minutes, the whole door slowly became brighter, and suddenly a strong light was emitted. The strong light gathered in the air and shot straight towards the Panlong pillar in the center of the central hall. It gathered into a little in the mouth of the giant dragon facing the door on the Panlong pillar. The black Panlong seemed to be alive, and opened his eyes and opened his mouth wide.

I heard a "sigh..." and it turned out that this door was opened.

When Zhang Ziqiang saw the door open, he jumped up and shouted, "Okay!". He had always been suspicious of whether the saints could open this door. He thought that the Artifact God had abandoned this world for tens of millions of years, and even the Artifact Temple was hidden from them. How could he allow them to come here to disturb them? Unexpectedly, they were really opened. His first idea was not to go in and check it, but to immediately take the Eight Saints to rush to the sacrificial hall. He came from here. What he most wanted now was to let the saints try it out to see if they could open the door to go home.

Poor he was crazy about homesickness. Even if he had a glimmer of hope, he would give it a try. When he came to the center of the sacrificial hall, he released the door from his finger. He pointed at the door and looked at the Eight Saints such as Cora, and could not speak even when he was trembling.

"Gate of the God Realm!" Kola and others exclaimed. Seeing Zhang Ziqiang looking at them with hope, there was even a hint of pleading in their eyes, Kola couldn't help but tremble, and immediately knelt down and bowed to him, crying and said, "Master, the gate of the God Realm cannot be opened by slaves and others. Since the master is suspicious, then slaves and others will try their best. Master must not do this!"

Zhang Ziqiang quickly helped her up with his own hands. Kora shook his whole body at the moment of contact, but now he was not attentive to pay attention to these things and hurriedly said: "Okay! OK! No matter whether you can open this door, please try it with all your strength. If you have any requirements, please let me know. As long as I can do it, I will agree to you, please give me a few!"

The eight saints such as Kora lit their eyes at first, and then they became dim. The temple records clearly. The gate of the gods can only be opened by the God himself, and cannot fulfill the master's requirements. What's the use of no matter how good the promise is? But now, we must try our best to satisfy the master's heart.

Sure enough, the Eight Saints tried the method just now for half an hour, and their spiritual consciousness was almost exhausted, and the door still could not be opened. Moreover, the light emitted from their rings was scattered everywhere as soon as they shone on the door, which was completely different from the door in the Artifact God's residence, which absorbed all the light like a black hole.

Seeing that the Eight Saints were ineffective for so long, Zhang Ziqiang suddenly laughed and waved his hand, "It's all accepted. It seems that this door cannot be opened."

"Master, don't worry. As long as you know the sea of ​​tuberculosis pill becomes a pill, you can open it yourself without slaves and servants."

"Oh, I was anxious and I had just reached the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. I don't know how many years it will take to reach the Pill-Cultivation Stage."

"According to my observation, if you have a finger-tip and gather spirits, your cultivation speed will be fast. Even if you use secret pills every day, you can't practice faster. According to experience, you can make pills in at most five years! By then, you can use secret pills again, and you can tuberculosis into pills within a year, and you will definitely be able to achieve golden pills."

He sighed a long time, and suddenly he seemed to think that whether it was a duke or a prince, even if he founded the country alone and became a king, it would be meaningless. He found that the joy of the Divine Palm Plain and conquered the five thousand illusion tigers were not worth mentioning. He was very homesick when he stayed in this position! He gently touched the table and chair brought by his home with his hands for ten years, ten years, and his home was his own home, but he could not go back with him. He was afraid that things would be wrong when he went back then!

He shook his head and forced himself not to think about this, to practice to the Golden Elixir stage as soon as possible, to try his best to save his life, and to go home safely and to be serious!

"Kora, what do you mean by saying the words you just said? When I first came here, I had a dream. When I dreamed that the weapon god opened the door, I was chanting. If I had reached the level of Golden Pill, where would I find those words?"

Cora thought for a moment and said, "Master, we were praying just now, usually when the door was closed. The effect of praying when the gods opened the house is the same. There will be some differences in other doors. However, when the master first came here, he closed the door unintentionally and did not set up a prayer, so it doesn't matter whether he recites it or not when he opened the door."

Zhang Ziqiang felt relieved and sighed: "Kora, you have done your best just now. Let me tell you what you have to ask for. I will definitely do what I promised you."

Kora and the eight saints were stunned for a moment, then fell to the ground and cried and said, "Master, I am useless, I have not helped you, so I dare not make any requests."

"If you ask you to bring it up, just raise it. The Temple of Artifacts is mine now. The previous reasonable rules must be followed. If it is unreasonable, it must be changed. The temple will be responsible to me in the future!"

"Yes! I dared to beg my master, wishing to follow my master in this life, and wait until I die before letting the inherited divine ring choose the master again, and there is nothing else to ask for!"

Zhang Ziqiang was stunned, turned to look at Lei Sili and the other seven people, and asked, "You think so too?"

"I beg my master to fulfill my wish!" Lei Sili and the other seven agreed in unison.
Chapter completed!