The true inheritance of Tianshengjiao?

When Pei Ling first heard this, he frowned.

The Tiansheng Sect is a major sect on par with the Chongming Sect.

If Pei Ling thinks about his true cultivation strength, even if he is not as strong as Li Lieyue in the pill formation stage, he will at least be on the level of Zhou Miaoli and Su Zhenhe.

With his current level of cultivation, he may not be an opponent.

But then, when Zhou Miaoli said that Kang Shaoyin's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of pill formation, he couldn't help but secretly nod his head.

In the middle stage of pill formation, with his current strength, he is not afraid at all.

What's more important is that now Zhou Miaoli is asking for help and is willing to help deal with this person. This is the best thing for him!

As for Zhou Miaoli's mention of the other party's weapon casting skills...

Why does he need the other party's memory and experience in casting weapons?

Anyway, the system can record it, as long as he has the corresponding casting drawings!

However, Kang Shaoyin can design the casting blueprints by himself, which just allows him to design a set of robes that can interrupt the system hosting...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately asked: "I wonder where I can see Kang Shaoyin?"

Zhou Miaoli's expression was as usual. He was the true disciple of the Tiansheng Cult. How could she know where the other party was?

However, it is very simple to lure the other party out.

So she said: "We can see Wanbi in Haifang City, but we can't see it now. We have to wait five or six days."

"Then I'd like to thank Senior Sister." Pei Ling nodded, "Senior Sister can notify me immediately after finding Kang Shaoyin."

Zhou Miaoli didn't waste any time: "We will contact you via telegraph when the time comes."

Before he finished speaking, a transmission note swung and electricity was shot towards Pei Ling.

By the time Pei Ling caught him, Zhou Miaoli's figure had disappeared from his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he walked out of the secret passage and returned to the practice room in the medicine shop.

Anyway, to host the [Nether Flame Burning World Youwei Dafa], as long as he has the Han Ming Pill, he can still practice for a while with the Han Ming Pill. There is no need to worry about causing trouble when the system is being hosted. So, after Pei Ling entered the practice room

, checked it, opened the formation, and immediately said in his heart: "System, I want to practice! One-click hosting of [Netherworld Flame Burning World Youwei Great Method]."

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Happy Pavilion.

This place is located in the busiest section of Wanhui Haifang City. In addition, the furnace maids are all beautiful and charmingly dressed, and there are many monks coming and going.

A furnace maid had just sent the male cultivator who had bought a large number of dresses and hairpins to the door of the shop. She smiled charmingly and allowed the man to leave reluctantly while moving his hands and feet. Before she could turn around, a man in complicated and gorgeous clothes walked up not far away.

The female nun with the flower hairpin and treasure hairpin.

With her green temples and rosy face, bright eyes full of water, her appearance is extremely beautiful, and her temperament is gentle, like a girl from an excellent family.

"Guest..." The furnace maid was slightly surprised. Although Hehuan Sect has many means and tools to train male furnaces, due to the personal preference of the owner of Huanxi Pavilion, this shop has always only sold things for female cultivators.

Therefore, although the business of the shop is good, there are almost never any female customers.

Is it possible that this stunning beauty in front of me actually has a special hobby?

With thoughts swirling in her mind, the furnace maid's smile remained unchanged, and she was about to continue welcoming the guests. However, the female cultivator in front of her didn't even look at her. She raised her hand directly, and a huge bloody palm print appeared out of thin air. The next moment, Xian Ran walked toward

The entire "Happy Pavilion" was photographed heavily!

boom!

Huanxi Pavilion suddenly shook, and a light pink wall of light quickly rose up. This was the protective formation of Huanxi Pavilion, but as soon as the formation was activated, there was a "click" sound, and several cracks were caused by the blood palm, "

"Crack", "click", "click"... there were endless crisp sounds, with several cracks as the center, countless small cracks appeared quickly, splitting like a spider web.

In just two breaths, the protective formation was already crumbling!

There were exclamations in the pavilion one after another, accompanied by the sound of countless objects overturning.

"What's going on?!" The expressions of dozens of male cultivators who were picking and choosing in the company of beautiful maids changed. They used their skills to avoid falling down in an instant. Looking around, they felt that the attacker had no cover.

After the powerful momentum, his expression was suddenly extremely shocked.

What exactly is going on?

The owner of Huanxi Pavilion has a close relationship with the Tiansheng Cult, which is Wan Feihai’s open secret!

Although since the opening of Huanxi Pavilion, there have been some casual cultivators in the alchemy period who have come to discuss their own cultivation, but they were only threatened after discussions with good words and good words failed. Even so, these casual cultivators have no

If there is an exception, it will disappear quickly! And the related female relatives, without any exception, will become a furnace and appear in the shop.

Who is coming now, who dares to come to Huanxi Pavilion to cause trouble in broad daylight, and is so merciless?

At this moment, Zhou Miaoli saw that one palm failed to break the protective circle of Huanxi Pavilion, so he directly slapped the second palm!

The second huge blood-colored palm appeared, like a hill, and struck the shattered formation with great force.

boom!!

The large formation seemed to be made of paper, and instantly turned into ashes, and the light pink halo disappeared instantly.

Without the protection of the formation, Huanxi Pavilion had no power to resist. Along with a tremor of the ground, clatter... the exquisite three-story pavilion began to collapse.

"Ah..." A sharp scream sounded in the pavilion.

The male cultivator and the maid who were still in the Huanxi Pavilion were still in shock and confusion one moment, and the next moment, the entire pavilion fell on their heads.

For a moment, screams, screams, and calls for help resounded throughout the crowd.

This scene has long stunned the shops around Huanxi Pavilion and the passers-by.

The next moment, without any hesitation, they closed the shop, left, and dispersed in an instant.

The originally most lively and prosperous street turned out to be empty of life at the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Zhou Miaoli felt that several powerful spiritual thoughts were locked on her, and an angry message from an old man immediately sounded in her ears: "Wanbi Haifang City is a neutral place, and it is forbidden to cause trouble! Everyone who sets foot here

All living beings, no matter their identity, origin, or grudges, must abide by the rules of the city!"

"Junior, you are so brave!"

"Quickly stop, go to the boss's mansion immediately to compensate for the losses, and make a vow to the inner demons, never to..."

Zhou Miaoli was too lazy to finish listening, and directly transmitted the message: "The Holy Sect is acting accordingly, and those who violate it will be killed without mercy!"

Holy sect?

It’s Chongming Sect!

Realizing this, the old Chuanyin did not hesitate at all. In an instant, Zhou Miaoli felt that all the powerful spiritual thoughts locked on her were withdrawn.

Immediately afterwards, several powerful auras rose into the sky from every corner of Fang City and quickly fled towards the depths of the sea of ​​​​Wanfei!

Seeing that there was no more interference, Zhou Miaoli slapped the third palm quickly and neatly.

Rumble...

The entire Huanxi Pavilion was crushed to the ground in an instant, and the monks and maids inside instantly lost their breath!

All that was left was a huge five-finger palm print!
Chapter completed!