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The first thousand four hundred and eighth chapter comes back to life

This voice made Elder Zihuo and Elder Wu Li's footsteps stagnate, and he turned his head in disbelief. It seemed that Wu Tian, ​​who was a hundred years old, looked at the retreating place in shock, and suddenly opened his eyes, Long Jiaoyang, as if he was as stupid as a wooden chicken.

Xing Shuang's face was covered with tears, staring at Long Jiaoyang who was "resurrected from the dead", hoping to laugh three hundred times immediately!

Long Jiaoyang stood up and pressed his hand on Xing Qingya's body, putting Xing Qingya's soul back from the stars of the Great Dao to her body.

Xing Qingya also woke up, but her face quickly turned red. She lowered her head and left Long Jiaoyang without saying a word, and walked to Wu Tian Lao and said, "Master, fortunately, I woke him up."

"Okay! Qingya, you are a good person, you are the pride of the teacher, and the pride of the Immortal Pill Palace in Diding City!" Wu Tian Lao was excited and incoherent. The sense of happiness that was lost and regained made old cultivators like Wu Tian unable to calm down.

Xing Shuang jumped down and jumped in front of Long Jiaoyang. He said excitedly: "Brother Long, you can't pretend to be dead and lie like this next time. Do you know how torment this will be for us?"

"Sorry, after I won the battle, I needed to completely refine my magic weapon into my own, so it took a lot of time." Long Jiaoyang looked apologetic. In fact, he is also very weak now, and the injuries on his soul have not been repaired.

Elder Zihuo and Wu Tian flew to Long Jiaoyang at the same time, and they were very excited.

"Two seniors, it's a sin to make you worry." Long Jiaoyang apologized.

"It's okay, as long as you are alive!" Old Wu Tian said relieved.

Elder Zihuo's eyes flashed with a strange color and said, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, have you completely solved the problem of your natal magic weapon?"

Elder Zihuo's words made both Wu Tian and Xing Shuang look at him nervously. The existence of the ancient master of the natal magic weapon is the reason why countless heroes died early, and this problem is rarely solved by anyone.

"I can't come out alive if I don't completely solve this problem." Long Jiaoyang smiled confidently.

"Okay! It's such a hero!" Elder Zihuo said excitedly. In fact, people in the cultivation world hate this kind of trick to plot against people, because it is really too shady and too cruel.

Both Mr. Wu Tian and Xing Shuang showed sincere and happy smiles, which was undoubtedly the most exciting news.

"Although I won, I consume too much soul, and I need to stay in seclusion for a while." Long Jiaoyang said.

Old Wu Tian wanted to nod his head and agree, but when he thought of the fact that someone was coming to the Immortal Pill Palace in Diyi City, he did not agree immediately, but instead explained the matter in detail.

After hearing this, Long Jiaoyang frowned and said, "The struggle inside your Immortal Pill Palace is so serious?"

"The fact that the Immortal Pill Palace was almost destroyed back then has caused a huge difference in the Immortal Pill Palace. Therefore, the Immortal Pill Palace was in a slump and could not reappear the glory of the past." Wu Tian Lao sighed.

Long Jiaoyang thought for a while and said, "Three days should be enough for me to recover from my soul's injury."

Xing Qingya's face was still a little red, but she couldn't help but interrupt and said, "No, the injury of the soul is extraordinary. You must be completely repaired before you can refine the pill again. People from Diyi City come and let them wait first."

When Mr. Wu Tian frowned and thought, Elder Zihuo clapped his hands and decided to say, "What Xing Qingya said is right. Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang is injured. People in Diyi City want to verify Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang's alchemy skills, they have to wait for fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang to recover. I don't believe it, and they will definitely not give us a few old guys."

Elder Yulong and Elder Kunhao also came here at this time. They were both powerful immortal patterns. They had already heard the conversation between Long Jiaoyang and others in the distance. Elder Kunhao said domineeringly: "We have the seven-turn immortal golden elixir in our hands. If they dare not give face, the elder will dare to force the medicinal materials!"

"What Elder Kunhao said is exactly what I want. We can't be weak anymore! Compared with the level of cultivation, we are not afraid of the people in Diyi City!" Elder Yulong said in a voice.

"Okay, since everyone's ideas are consistent, we will hold back the people from Diyi City. If they want to see fellow Long Jiaoyang refine elixirs, they must wait for fellow Long Jiaoyang's soul injury to recover!" Old Taoist Wu Tian.

After talking to Long Jiaoyang, the elders began to leave here one after another. Only Elder Wu Li stood in the distance with an embarrassment. He lost to Long Jiaoyang in the bet and wanted to be a servant for the rest of his life, but he really couldn't wipe his face and lowered his face to Long Jiaoyang in front of his old friends.

However, when the people from Diyi City arrived, if he wanted to do his best, he had to get the antidote to temporarily lift the Forbidden Pulse Pill from Long Jiaoyang.

Long Jiaoyang did not go to see Wu Li. Wu Tian Lao had already started pleading for Wu Li in Long Jiaoyang's ear, hoping that Long Jiaoyang would give Elder Wu Li a temporary antidote and let him participate in the fight against the people of Emperor Yi City.

"He wants the antidote and let him tell me by himself." Long Jiaoyang said with disrespect. He did not pity the enemy. If he lost the bet, Wu Li would never let him go.

Old Wu Tian sighed, knowing that he could not reconcile this matter. After all, when Wu Li thought he had won, he was very arrogant and said that he would let Long Jiaoyang bow three times and nine times to him.

"Master, don't worry about this matter. The people from Diyi City are from our Immortal Pill Palace after all, and it is impossible for us to have a real life-and-death battle." Xing Shuangdao.

Wu Li was not far away and heard what Long Jiaoyang and Wu Tian Lao said. He turned around and left, not wanting to be humiliated by Long Jiaoyang.

Long Jiaoyang defeated the ancient master among the Jidao Stars and was in a very good mood. He ignored Wu Li.

Wu Tian Lao was worried and asked Xing Shuang and Xing Qingya to protect Long Jiaoyang. He suggested that he personally protect Long Jiaoyang.

Long Jiaoyang did not refuse either. A strong fairy pattern protector around him could help him heal his wounds more with peace of mind.

When Long Jiaoyang took out 500,000 kilograms of Shenxi Spirit Stone from the Qiankun Immortal Mirror, Wu Tian Lao and Xing Shuang were shocked. Shenxi Spirit Stone is a rare spirit stone after all. The Immortal Pill Palace only had about 100,000 kilograms of Shenxi Spirit Stone. With one move, Long Jiaoyang directly built a mountain of Shenxi Spirit Stones in the place where Xing Qingya was in seclusion.

"Brother Long, you're so rich." Xing Shuang said incredibly enviously.

"If you can refine the immortal golden elixir, others will give you a mountain of Divine Xi Ling Stone!" Mr. Wu Tian said inspiringly.

"Master, why not first refine the Immortal Golden Elixir and divide the Shenxi Spirit Stone Mountain that others gave you to your disciples and divide it into a small corner?" Xing Shuang said this and ran away.

Mr. Wu Tian did not deal with Xing Shuang in a furious manner for the first time. This made Xing Shuang, who was desperately escaping, wondered, and shouted from afar: "Master, why are you not angry?"

"It's time for me to have a shock. When the refining of the Reincarnation Pill is over, I will go into seclusion completely. If I can't refine the Immortal Golden Pill, I will never leave me." Old Wu Tian said solemnly.
Chapter completed!
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