"All right."

Gao Tian pretended to pinched a few magic seals, and then his right eye began to shine purple. In an instant, Gao Tian covered his eyes and roared in pain:

"Ah! My eyes!"

Tang Huoer: "What's wrong with Tiantian? Tiantian!"

Yang Xiu seemed very calm: "Okay, you have to pretend to be a little more like you."

Hearing Yang Xiu say this, Gao Tian stopped wailing and stretched out his five fingers with his right hand: "Fifty cups, fifty cups rose series!"

Yang Xiu: "Okay, okay, what do you see if you follow me?"

Gao Tian wandered forward with his hands as if he was blind, and said very seriously and seriously:

"I saw it, it was hazy..."

"Let me go, Xinhe, please let me go, I didn't see anything that I cheated on me in the fifty cups of rose series. I, Yang Xiu, will kill this turtle to death today!"

The farce was not long, and ten disciples left the Tianhun Mansion Treasure Pavilion one after another.

On this day, Zhu Wuxi was in the field of flowers and recited poems and wrote a couplet!

"The heaven and earth have never changed!"

After Zhu Wuxi recited it, he paused and smashed his lips:

“The wine is still sweet!”

Then Zhu Wuxi looked up at the sky:

"Close and open your eyes!"

Finally, Zhu Wuxi lowered his head and sighed:

"In a flash, thirty years!"

Taotie walked out with her arms around Ah Hua, and her other hand was still wiping her mouth:

"Ph! So salty!"

There are three black threads on Zhu Wuxi's forehead.

It’s okay for Yang Xiu and Chu Xinhe, but they only have souls and can’t give birth to anything.

Taotie has a physical body!

Taotie caught Ah Hua and did the reproduction every day, but there was no progress.

It seems like I'm addicted to the process.

Zhu Wuxi: "A Tao, aren't you going to create a powerful race? There is no news at all, and I don't care about the Emperor Realm. What do you want to do?"

"You know P!"

Taotie said with great confidence: "My Lord Tao's injury has not healed now. Even if you reproduce offspring, your bloodline talent will not be as good as Tao's. If you practice more dual cultivation, it will help you recover from this injury. When I become an emperor and reproduce offspring, the bloodline will be strong, hum!"

Zhu Wuxi smiled disdainfully: "If you can't be born, you can't be born. You can find so many excuses."

The stronger the cultivator, the less likely it is to have descendants.

Because every existence in the realm of "transcendence" has a great difference from the process they have experienced, the skills they have learned, and the treasures they have taken.

This also makes it difficult for the two bloodlines to truly blend when the two cultivators combine and reproduce offspring, so it is extremely difficult to produce new life.

Even if it is Taotie, the growth of Taoye and Ahua is very different.

Want to reproduce?

It's not that easy.

Otherwise, why do the Five Ghost Emperors still have no descendants?

If you think about it carefully, even if the Taoist couple of the southern ghost emperor Du Ziren is "just" in the Immortal Saint Realm, the combination of the bloodlines of the two will give birth to the "Emperor's Son" that is probably not weaker than Jun Aotian's potential.

If the Emperor Realm and Holy Realm are crazy about "creating people", how can there be a way out for ordinary cultivators in the six realms?

In the end, we will still cultivate potential life from ordinary practitioners.

Therefore, as the most important part of the "new source" of the six realms, the spiritual realm and even thousands of lower-level planes are the solid foundation for maintaining the prosperity of the six realms.

While the two bigwigs were talking, Yang Xiu walked out of the room with his waist on his back.

Taotie: "Gaga, boy, the kidneys are not good!"

Yang Xiu: "I am the body of the soul, where did I get the kidneys?"

Zhu Wuxi: "What about Xiao Chu, disciple?"

Yang Xiu: "Xinhe is about to arrive in Daluo and is preparing."

Zhu Wuxi: "That's good, it's time for Ronaldo."

Yang Xiu: "Master, do you think Xinhe will cause heavenly tribulation this time?"

Zhu Wuxi: "It is very likely, but Xiao Chu has already mastered the soft water in advance. In addition, the Mo Lan feather robe I just obtained, as long as it does not cause any too terrifying heavenly disaster, it should be nothing serious."

Yang Xiu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master, are there any tasks to exchange for Wangchuanye?"

"Forgetful River Leaves."

Zhu Wuxi hesitated and said, "Xiao Chu, the potential is not enough."

Yang Xiu: "Even Daluo can't get a piece of Forgetful Leaves?"

Zhu Wuxi: "You don't understand. Only the peaches produce more, but the peaches are also divided into grades."

"A hundred-year-old peach can only protect the spiritual fairyland, five hundred-year-old peach can protect the celestial immortals, and a thousand-year-old peach can protect the Daluo. As for the immortal saint, it takes three thousand years of peaches. It is said that there is also a peach tree in the Heavenly Court that blooms every three thousand years, bears every three thousand years, and matures every three thousand years. That thing can protect the emperor realm!"

Yang Xiu frowned: "Imperial Realm? I still need to overcome the heavenly tribulation when I reach the Emperor Realm?"

"Why don't you need it? The heavenly tribulation in the Emperor Realm is the most terrifying. It would be fine if you didn't violate the Book of Life and Death. Even if you hide in the ends of the world, you can't even find the Rakshasa envoy, and you can't even calculate the fortune-telling immortals. Every five hundred years, the heavenly tribulation will come. The Emperor Realm will last forever and will no longer be tolerated by the heaven and earth."

Yang Xiu: "No wonder Da Leiyin Temple wants to get Master."

Zhu Wuxi sneered: "No, why are you compassionate to cut your flesh and feed the eagle? Now the Buddhist practice is no longer the same as before!"

Yang Xiu didn't plan to continue talking about this topic, otherwise Zhu Wuxi would probably be in a bad mood.

Yang Xiu: "Master, I plan to go out and perform tasks."

Zhu Wuxi: "Well, although all the genius disciples in Guihun Cave Heaven have the privileges to owe money, you owe a lot. After Xiao Chu breaks through to Daluo, he must perform the mission immediately, otherwise he will be punished."

Yang Xiu said goodbye to Zhu Wuxi, Taotie and Ah Hua, and then went to Tianhun Mansion.

"Oh, Senior Brother Yang, hurry up?"

As soon as he arrived at the hall where he was receiving the mission, Yang Xiu met Hong Shixian.

Yang Xiu touched his nose: "Why is it always such a coincidence? Can't you stay in seclusion for more than 30 or 50 years?"

Hong Shixian: "How can I do it? When I first arrived at Da Luo, I have to pay back the debts on the mission and adapt to Da Luo's strength at the same time!"

As he said that, Hong Shixian also showed off his biceps for Yang Xiu.

However, although Hong Shixian in his soul state is not thin, his state is definitely not consistent with the burly man. This action is somewhat funny.

"How is it? Do you want to cooperate with me? For the sake of your senior brother, I will give you 20% of the money! How about it?"

Hong Shixian is simply disgusting.

He successfully passed the tribulation five years ago and achieved success in Daluo. He was the fastest practicing among all the disciples of the same class.

In the past thirty years, even if Yang Xiu had the innate Taoist body, he had only reached the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. It would take a long time to break through to Daluo.

It is not too much to give 20% of the gap between Daluo and the celestial immortal.

If it weren't for other plans, Yang Xiu would have really prepared to agree to Hong Shixian.

Think about it carefully, is it a loss to form a team with Da Luo?
Chapter completed!