Zhang Sanfeng also exchanged the "Hunyuan Jinzhang" for Lin Jiu's Maoshan Taoist Technique.

Everyone is happy.

All traded what they wanted.

As for the unequal value of things.

This doesn't matter.

Seeing that Lin Jiu had already obtained the method of cultivating immortals through the transaction.

[Zhao Ling'er sent Wan Biyao an exclusive red envelope]

Zhao Linger: "@Wan Biyao, sister Biyao, receive a red envelope, I will send you a method of practice!"

Seeing that Wan Biyao didn't say anything and thought she was not online, Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but remind her of a message.

There were only three women in the chat group. As a member of the group who entered the group, Zhao Linger felt that she should take care of her new little sister.

In the boudoir, Wan Biyao held her chin and stared at the chat content of the people in the chat group, with a smile on her face.

She is not short of practice, and the Ghost King Sect has its own inheritance.

Therefore, the new group members couldn't wait to exchange immortal techniques with the old group members, but she did not participate.

Who knows.

The next moment.

A prompt popped up.

Then, she saw Zhao Linger's words again.

My heart couldn't help but feel warm.

Wan Biyao: "Thank you, Sister Ling'er, but my sister has her own heritage, so I won't accept my sister's red envelopes."

She had no idea that her so-called inheritance was not worthy of carrying shoes in the face of real immortal magic.

Zhao Linger: "My sister has her own inheritance? I didn't expect that my sister also came from the world of cultivation, and it was my sister who was abrupt."

At this moment, Zhao Linger felt like a clown.

I obviously want to do something good, but why do I seem to be self-indulgent?

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Wan Biyao: "Sister is so serious, but she doesn't mean to look down on her. Since her sister is kind, she will no longer refuse!"

She just thought for a while and guessed Zhao Linger's mood. While she was amused, she felt a little strange in her heart.

Some people care about themselves, and Wan Biyao feels warm.

After thinking for a while, she thought about it and clicked to receive the red envelope.

"Ding! You have obtained the Immortal Level Low-level Immortal Sutra "The Immortal Art of Creation"!"

As soon as the thought fell, a huge stream of information poured into my mind.

Wan Biyao's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and a horror appeared on her face.

Even if she joined the chat group, she was not so shocked.

There are countless mysterious information in my mind, called "The Immortal Art of Creation".

There are nine levels in total. If you practice to the highest level, you can step into the threshold of the way of creation.

There are nine realms under the immortal.

Every realm is extremely profound.

Wan Biyao was so obsessed with the immortal scriptures in her mind.

The spiritual power in her body couldn't feel that it was operating according to the "Immortal Creation".

Time seems to have lost its meaning.

...

Lin Jiu: "It is indeed worthy of being an immortal scripture, and it is countless times more advanced than Maoshan Taoist Technique!"

After digesting the "Hunyuan Jinzhang" in his mind, Lin Jiu's face showed a look of horror.

The Maoshan School’s inheritance is incomplete, and there is only the method of refining Qi, which is the highest level of a third-level master. The subsequent methods are missing.

Lin Jiu was just an outer disciple, so he had to pass on the second level of the previous method of the second level of the innate method, and there was no method of the last level of the third level of the master realm.

Due to the lack of practice, Lin Jiu has been stuck in the second-level innate realm for seven or eight years, and his cultivation has not improved at all.

Now, even if you first see the Immortal Sutra, the mystery in it has made Lin Jiu intoxicated and unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
Chapter completed!