At night, Zhao Yun sat cross-legged.

He drew out the original blood of the celestial body and integrated it into his body.

Just like when the original blood of the Tao body is fused, once this blood enters the body, it is submerged into the original source. The domineering Qi and blood then sweeps through the whole body, giving his original blood a layer of dazzling golden glory.

Dapeng is a bystander, looking at it with sighs and tongues.

The bulk eternal body is really about to rise!

I saw that he waved a bunch of talismans in his hand. They were all covering talismans, and they were plastered all over the house.

The brilliance of Zhao Yun's whole body was blocked by the talisman, otherwise it would alarm outsiders.

Once again, the secret pattern exclusive to the Eternal Body was carved between Zhao Yun's eyebrows.

Unfortunately, he is not a perfect eternal body, and his exclusive secret pattern is not very clear.

Although the secret pattern is blurry, it does not hinder this opportunity.

His origins are slightly retro, and his eternal bloodline is also much more refined.

As for the cultivation level! I’m afraid I’m not strong enough and couldn’t reach the ninth level.

"What the hell."

Outside the room, there was a sound of cursing.

Master Wangxiang is back. He must have been beaten. He is walking with a limp. He is not tall and has a small face. However, there is a footprint on his face. I don’t know who this person is.

I kicked him in the face and looked funny.

Ouch!

When Dapeng saw this, he ran away.

He was like a pug, sniffing around Wangxiang Zhenren's body.

What?

Master Wangxiang raised his eyebrows slightly, why...you still want to take a bite of me?

Dapeng didn't say anything, just kept sniffing.

After a long time, he rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Do you have dragon scale flowers?"

Master Wangxiang raised his eyebrows even higher after hearing this. Is this guy really a dog? Can you smell it?

"Yes, take it out and have a look." Dapeng smiled.

"No." Master Wangxiang took out the wine gourd and drank heavily.

"The Sword Master will be very unhappy if he hears this." Dapeng said with a meaningful expression.

Don't tell me, the Sword Master is a good messenger, Master Wangxiang really obeys.

I forgot that these two guys have a close relationship with the Sword Master.

I saw him flicking his sleeves, and a golden flower hung in the palm of his hand, which looked like a piece of dragon scales. Moreover, there were waves of dragon roars. When I looked closer, I saw that there was an illusory little dragon surrounding it, with wisps of essence.

Pure dragon energy surged toward his face, making Dapeng's eyes sparkle.

"This thing can't be sold."

"Not for sale."

"Hey... the sword master has been in a bad mood recently."

"Definitely."

These two birds were interesting, and they had a lot of fun chatting in the middle of the night.

The main reason is that the Dapeng Ghost is clever and always uses the Sword Master to scare the birds.

Master Wangxiang followed his heart again and gave the dragon scale flower to Dapeng.

"I don't want it for free."

Dapeng was also sincere and gave Master Wangxiang a fairy sword.

A deal was concluded happily.

Dapeng is in a very good mood, and Dragon Scale Flower is a great tonic.

Squeak!

The door opened and Zhao Yun stretched out and walked out.

Master Wangxiang showed a look of surprise when he saw him. He hadn't seen him for two days. This man's aura was quite obscure, especially his eyes, which were even more profound and sparkling, as bright as starlight.

"Thank you for the hospitality, fellow Taoist." Zhao Yun smiled.

As he said that, he also took a few secret scrolls and gave them to Master Wangxiang.

After all, he was given a chance and good fortune in someone else's world, and he had to seal a little red envelope.

Mr. Wangxiang is smiling brightly, he is a reliable person.

In comparison, the man next to him was not very shameless and used the Sword Master to scare him.

While talking, Feng Wu himself came out of the room.

She changed her outfit, tied up three thousand black hair, and disguised herself as a man.

When Zhao Yun and Dapeng saw this, they suddenly felt that they were ugly. Feng Wu, who dressed up as a man, was the most handsome and ugly person, but if the men were asked to dress up as women, it would not be as disgusting as usual. This is the difference.

Master Wangxiang frowned slightly when he saw this.

"Master, my disciple is leaving."

Feng Wu stood still slightly, leaning forward slightly, holding a scroll in both hands.

That was a painting she made two days ago. It was of Master and she was waiting to present it to her tonight.

Walk?

Master Wangxiang hesitated to speak, but when he arrived, he sighed.

"If I keep you for a hundred years, I can trap your people, but I can't trap your obsession."

"The kindness of master's teachings will be remembered by my disciples forever."

"When his apprentice comes back, he will paint for the master."

With each word, Feng Wu himself bowed his hands and bowed.

She left, and the moment she left the house, she put on a white jade mask.

Why!

Master Wangxiang sighed again, saying goodbye to his disciples today, maybe forever.

Zhao Yun and Dapeng are not fools, but the atmosphere of farewell is not normal.

"Old man, what's going on?" Dapeng asked in a low voice.

"It's all an old thing." Master Wangxiang didn't say it clearly.

"If I have free time, come and visit me again." Zhao Yun hurriedly handed over his hands and followed Feng Wu out. He couldn't let Feng Wu do stupid things. If there was anything wrong with her, Feng Wu would be buried with her.

After leaving Wangxiang Tower, there was no sign of Feng Wu.

Fortunately, Zhao Yun was smart enough and had already marked the opponent with his fairy eye.

"I calculated with my fingers, she is in trouble." Dapeng said meaningfully.

Zhao Yun ignored him. This was nonsense! How could he say goodbye to his master without seeing through life and death?

Soon, the two found Feng Wu in a shop.

She went here to buy talismans, all high-end killing talismans.

"Who are you looking for to fight to the death!" Zhao Yun said in his heart. Looking at the number of killing talismans, they might not be able to kill the Immortal King, but it would be easy to send a quasi-Immortal King back to his hometown.

"She is so rich!" Dapeng sighed.

Look at that thick stack of killing talismans, he and Zhao Yun together may not be able to afford it.

Talisman is not a rare item, but if you add a high-level one, it will be another story.

"Are you going bankrupt?" Zhao Yun muttered. He saw clearly that apart from his life weapon, Feng Wu himself might have exchanged all his valuable treasures and money for the killing charm.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yun came up.

"Go out for a walk." Feng Wu walked out of the shop in one step.

Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow, following closely.

However, when he came out, Feng Wu himself was nowhere to be seen.

It's because he underestimated this person, his movement skills are too weird.

Helpless, he had no choice but to follow the mark and chase him out of Datian Ancient City.

"Don't chase her anymore, I will free her someday." From outside, Feng Wu himself came back.

Dapeng frowned when he heard this.

To transform into freedom, any deity can do it.

However, the price is a bit harsh. It is nothing more than one life for another. If I can take back my incarnation, I can also sacrifice my life to the incarnation. This sacrifice is to completely annihilate me without leaving any trace or memory. It is the so-called return of my incarnation.

Freedom, Feng Wu said this, obviously risking his life.

Zhao Yun remained silent and continued to pursue him.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Feng Wu's deity, but he's afraid that the deity will affect his incarnation.

We all have to work hard, any accident may happen.
Chapter completed!