"This is no small feat. You have found a new world for Chongshan Sect where you can continue to improve your cultivation."

He opened his left palm and a porcelain bottle flew towards Zhuge Wolong.

"This is the Nine Yellow Pills refined by your uncle. There are thirty-six pills in it. Your uncle specifically asked me to hand it over to you to appease you for your hard work over the past sixty years."

Jiuhuang Dan is a spiritual elixir that can increase the mana of Yuanshen monks. When he left the world of Chongshan, he got three pills.

These three spiritual pills allowed his cultivation to break through to the second level of Yuanshen.

Although the cultivation of Taoism becomes more and more difficult as he progresses, taking these thirty-six Nine Yellow Pills is enough to improve his cultivation by two levels and save him hundreds of years of hard work.

"Disciple, thank you so much, Master, Uncle!"

He took it respectfully with both hands.

After the Dragon Emperor nodded, he looked at Chi County Shenzhou with a strong light in his eyes.

He couldn't wait to see what this new world had to offer.

"Let's go."

"yes!"

Zhuge Wolong urged the Taijia white dragon boat to fly forward like lightning.

It is said that looking up the mountain is like running a dead horse, and this principle also applies in the void.

After finding the world of China in Chi County, Zhuge Wolong urged the Taijia White Dragon Boat to fly for half a century before finally reaching the edge of this world.

At this time, Chixian Shenzhou has become so huge that it almost exceeds the limit of the eye.

Taking a deep breath, the Taijia White Dragon Boat flew through a ring-shaped area formed by billions of broken rocks, and then suddenly sank.

The mana in the Dantian has broken through the seventh level of Yuanshen, and it seems that it is no longer as easy as before.

"Be careful. When people from outside the world enter the new world, some of their strength will be suppressed by the new world."

"Yes, Master."

Zhuge Wolong slowed down.

The further the Taijia White Dragon Boat flew forward, the heavier the pressure on its body became.

Seven years later, after the Taijia White Dragon Boat flew two billion miles across the starry sky, Zhuge Wolong could no longer hold on.

His cultivation level has dropped to the fourth level of Yuanshen.

"Okay, you go to the cave to rest for a while and recover your mana. Leave this place to me."

"Master, disciple...!"

"Go ahead."

Looking at his master's tall back, Zhuge Wolong nodded in shame.

I secretly made up my mind to practice hard in the future.
Chapter completed!