Li Shaoyang's face immediately turned cold and said, "Feng Mother, remember g. Don't underestimate Fang Jincheng. This guy is obviously related to the original continent, but he can hide so much that he can't figure out who his backer in the original continent is. This proves that this guy is actually a very good person to hide. If something happens like this, this guy is not yet visible, which is very unusual in itself. I dare to guarantee that even if this mysterious black hand is not directly related to him, it will be indirectly related to him, at least he is an insider."

The four girls gritted their teeth and asked, "What should we do?"

Li Shaoyang pondered for a while and said decisively: "You go back first, tell Xiu Xingluo, and secretly check the whereabouts of Fang Jincheng. I will take some time to go to the fairy clouds. If Fang Jincheng really did it, I can't spare him. This time, I will call Fang Jincheng Lulu's old man no matter what he said."

"Okay." The four girls agreed without hesitation.

"Then this door?"

Li Shaoyang smiled and said, "You go first, and I will disperse after I return to Yongxian Realm."

The four girls left, and Li Shaoyang turned around and jumped into the white waves.

It is not an exaggeration to describe Li Shaoyang as a white strip in the waves. After the four girls left, Li Shaoyang was whispering among the surging white waves.

Jump over here and jump over there.

It was still here at this time, and the next moment it was there. After a while, he sank to a farther place.

He turned around like this, naturally because he tasted the sweetness between the surging white waves and wanted to take advantage of this period of time to make another profit.

After all, now, not only are the more than 500 immortal emperors in the Yongxian Realm waiting for him to train, but even himself urgently needs more semi-saint thrones to promote the evolution of the Sacred Map of the Waste of the Sorrow.

The White Sea inside the Chaos Heavenly Gate is like an endless treasure of the Heavenly Sea.

You can know that it has two portals, but you can't know where the end of the white waves is.

Li Shaoyang jumped around, trying to find a shallow sea area, without precise guidance, and simply relying on his abundant cultivation and physical strength to try his luck.

People all have a common problem.

That is, when you know that somewhere has the treasure you have always dreamed of, even if you just tell you a general scope and let you pretend to be blind in it, you will be happy.

Li Shaoyang is also a human being, so naturally he cannot get rid of such a personality.

But he jumped back and forth to happiness.

The four girls had just walked for three days, and Li Shaoyang found the second shallow sea.

Under the cover of the waves, there was a valley underwater.

The valley is at least twenty-five miles long and wide, and the valley is covered with golden sand.

It was in this golden sand that Li Shaoyang had reached a more semi-saint throne than last time, with a total of thirty-eight.

In addition, he was consuming the remaining thirty-two pieces by accident, Li Shaoyang's harvest immediately made his waist swell.

A semi-saint throne is a rare treasure. Even in the eyes of the saint Wumora, this thing cannot be easily appreciated.

In the original continent, it must be very favored by the saints to be lucky enough to get rewards.

However, Li Shaoyang was in possession of seventy half-saint thrones at this time, and if he piled up a piece of value, there would be only four words.

inestimable!

To be honest, if Li Shaoyang ran to the fairy clouds and spoke at this moment, saying that as long as someone called him dad, he would give him a half-saint position.

Then he would be frivolous to seventy sons at any time, and there would be a group of people standing next to him who looked at him with hope and desire.

However, of course Li Shaoyang would not do this, he was not so bored.

In his eyes, seventy half-saints were far from enough.

Even though he knew that he needed a semi-saint position to expand the limits of the Waste Sect Saint Map, he couldn't bear to eat one.

These semi-saint thrones must be kept for the immortal emperors in the Yongxian Realm.

Time flies, and thirty-three days later, Li Shaoyang floated out of the water between the white waves for the last time.

He looked happy. During this period, he tried his best to search for the shallow sea place to search for the semi-saint throne, and his gains were really great.

A total of four shallow sea areas were found, two with large spheres, with a range of more than forty miles.

One has a moderate range, about twenty-five miles, and the other has a relatively small range, only a radius of ten miles.

Total total, he got two hundred and sixteen semi-saint thrones.

This is, an extremely amazing number.

Li Shaoyang could not imagine how many half-saint thrones were hidden in the endless white sea of ​​Chaos Heavenly Gate.

He really couldn't bear to leave this place full of miracles, and even hoped to stay here with his closest relatives and ignore the pilgrimage outside.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work.

A great disaster is destined to affect many people from the beginning, and that is an iron rule.

Even with the Chaos Heavenly Gate, Li Shaoyang knew that he could not be immune to it.

Besides, there are so many people in Yongxian Realm looking forward to him.

After such a period of time, many people have woken up from the state of comprehending the mystery of chaos.

Responsibility is on your shoulders.

Li Shaoyang did not stop for a long time, and quickly returned to Yongxian Realm with two hundred and sixteen semi-saint thrones, put away the Chaos Heavenly Gate, and moved directly outside the East Heavenly Gate.

Sure enough, more than 500 immortal emperors had already woken up, gathered together and talked in a low voice.

The other 400 immortal emperors were still immersed in the mysterious cultivation of the chaos, and their overall cultivation was in a stable state of improvement.

Li Shaoyang glanced at them and knew that the people who had not yet woken up had a relatively poor understanding.

For them, the profound mystery of chaos is like the secrets of mortals, and it is not easy to gain something.

The 108 people who woke up had high understanding, quickly gained money, and achieved a relatively large degree of improvement in their cultivation.

King Shan, Ao Taizu, Fengzu, Emperor Shenzu, Mu Tianshu, Taoist of Reincarnation, Emperor Wuwuxian, Poison Concubine, etc., are all among the ranks.

The most powerful King of Shan and Ao Taizu even reached the level of the ninth grade.

Seeing Li Shaoyang appear, all the immortal emperors came over automatically.

Li Shaoyang praised the good news softly and said, "No, really good. He is really worthy of being a person who has a good foundation. You have laid a solid foundation of chaos faster than others. In this way, I will give you a semi-saint throne alone, which is reassuring."

"Semi-saint?"

Really, there was a thunderclap on the ground.

Li Shaoyang's straightforward words shocked the 108 immortal emperors and were ashamed and stunned on the spot.

It took a while before I came back to my senses and realized how great the benefits I would get.

They all stared at Li Shaoyang with a strong desire.

The King of Shan swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and asked boldly: "Master, are you kidding? Are you a half-saint, and you actually want to give us one of them?"

Li Shaoyang had known for a long time that once the news of the Semi-Saint throne leaked out, these immortal emperors would be crazy.

At present, these 108 immortal emperors are clearly enduring excitement, so they are dancing with all their faces, like a group dance with faces, which is very interesting.

Looking at this little friend of the past, Li Shaoyang couldn't help but tease him and asked, "What, do you think I'm very stingy?"

"No, no, no." The King of Shan was so excited that he couldn't speak completely.

Ao Taizu stood beside him, suppressed his shock, and stood up and said, "Lord, the good king doesn't mean this. He means the rare treasures of the semi-saints, and the saints can't have much. Where did the lord find so many? He actually wants to divide each of us. There are 108 of us, so don't we just want 108?"

The King of Shan also came to his senses and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, that's what I mean. Lord, don't get me wrong."

"Come on, I'm just teasing you. Lao Shan, Lao Long, do you know that Yun Fei has reunited with me among the fairy clouds and has become a real semi-saint."

When King Shan and Ao Taizu heard this, they were stunned.

King Shan couldn't help but say enviously: "It's better to follow the king's side. You'll get the moon first when you get close to the water. We are still maintaining various stability in the Yongxian Realm, but that kid easily took advantage of the king's glory first."

"Go and go, say less of these useless words. To you, I am the same as each of me, no matter how far or near you." Li Shaoyang said solemnly.

It seemed to be said to everyone, or it seemed to be said to King Shan and Ao Taizu.

After saying that, Li Shaoyang waved his sleeves, and one hundred and eight semi-saints were like spreading cold stars. One hundred and eight immortal emperors each received one.

Suddenly, one by one, was overjoyed, and there was endless gratitude and respect.

"Listen, the mystery of chaos is the basis for practicing the semi-saint position. You have all quickly laid a certain foundation in my previous preaching, so we gave you the semi-saint position. You each took it all and went back to practice and become semi-saint, which is not a big problem."

"But remember that becoming a semi-saint is not enough to make you the best in the world. Those who are stronger than you are still in the fairy clouds. That place will become a battlefield without long, and you are all members of the battlefield. By then, life and death will be entirely up to you."

Li Shaoyang said earnestly that he felt it was necessary to pour a basin of cold water on the immortal emperors before they became half-saints.

He vaguely felt that there were so many semi-saints deposited in the Chaos Heavenly Gate and never born, so there was naturally a hidden truth.

Just like the mystery of the existence of the Chaos Heavenly Gate itself, everything has some unbiased balance.

Perhaps, under this balance, it is destined that there are no need for so many real semi-saints in this world.

He made these semi-saint thrones to create real semi-saints, vaguely breaking this balance.

In the future, this broken balance rebound will inevitably lead to many people burying them among the fairy clouds.

It is exactly the ancient and golden saying that has been regarded as the truth by countless people: Right and wrong, good and bad, and no one knows until the last moment?

After the warning of the Immortal Emperors, his excitement and impetuousness were indeed much more restrained.

Everyone bid farewell to each other, return to their own place, and go to practice the semi-saint position.

Stay alone, King Shan and Ao Taizu.

The two seemed to have something to say to Li Shaoyang, holding their faces in a dilemma, hesitating, and wanting to speak, and stopping...
Chapter completed!