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"Why?" The only thing in the world that people are not allowed to talk about is Tiantiao Tianji, and what the doctor wants to talk about must be about Zhang Qingyang. What does it have to do with Tianji Tiantiao?

Wait, when it comes to something related to Tianji Tiantiao... He Zhisheng's face changed, and Jishou said, "Master, you'd better stop talking about it."

The doctor sighed in vain: "Forget it, I haven't lived enough yet."

"His illness is weird and dangerous. The old man really has nothing to do. I will prescribe some medicine for calming the mind and calming the mind. Just take it on time. Whether he can survive it depends on God's will."

The task of feeding the medicine naturally fell on the head of the elder sister. While counting the scale of the lotus leaker, the elder sister scolded the Xuanhu master all over with the rudest language in the market, and He Zhisheng kept smiling wryly.

The sword awareness in the ancient bracelet is also very urgent, he still likes to live with the sword, the original tree is too unaccustomed to him.

The tree enclosing the "sacred object" is still growing, and Jianshi is afraid that it will grow to the point where it will open up the space of the ancient bracelet. flower.

My tree takes 2000 years as a spring and autumn. It takes [-] springs and autumns for a flower to bloom, [-] springs and autumns for a flower to bloom and wither, and [-] springs and autumns for a flower to fade to fruit. It will take another thousand springs and autumns. When there are flowers and fruits, the tree will stop growing and lose most of its nutrients to flowers and fruits.

Jianshi only hopes that this tree can also maintain the growth pattern of his own body, and supply the vitality of the "sacred object" to the flowers and fruits.

Fortunately, the tree stopped growing, and more than 90 flowers bloomed more brilliantly.

It seems that it can last for a long time, and the sword consciousness is relieved.

He waited boredly, when will Zhang Qingyang rest well?The leaves of the tree he was waiting for were all withered.

Wait, wait, wait until the breath of Heavenly Tribulation.

The coming of the catastrophe means that someone is going to overcome the catastrophe, who is going to overcome the catastrophe.

Jian Zhi was thinking boredly, and suddenly realized, cursing himself that he has become stupid after staying in the wood for a long time, what the hell, so close, it must be that kid Zhang Qingyang who is going to cross the catastrophe!

With no weapons and bare hands, how can he deal with Heavenly Tribulation?

Go on go go go go go go go!

Jian Shi couldn't wait any longer, but he had no choice but to lie down and worry.

Outside the ancient bracelet.

"Where did your wooden sword go?" Seeing the thundercloud gradually forming, and the lightning flashing, the steady He Zhisheng couldn't keep calm, and jumped up and down anxiously.

"It's full of demon blood, so it can't be used."

"Nonsense! The master's wooden sword is my own wood, how could it be too full! Are you honest, did you lose it, and if you lost it, where did you say it was lost? I will help you find it!"

"I'm really overwhelmed." Zhang Qingyang couldn't think of a better excuse to prevaricate He Zhisheng, so he could only repeat it stubbornly, making He Zhisheng sweat profusely.

"What are you going to do now, you don't have any magic weapon, are you going to carry it with your body?!"

Zhang Qingyang said helplessly: "I still have the magic weapon."

"What magic weapon, is there any magic weapon on your body that is better than the master's wooden sword?"

Zhang Qingyang didn't speak, walked out of the small courtyard, stepped on the flying sword to meet the thunder cloud.

A strange radiance bloomed from his hand, and the radiance turned into a sword, pure and solid, and as soon as it appeared, it echoed with the aura of a hundred miles around, like the ebb and flow of breathing.

Seeing the lightsaber, He Zhisheng almost fainted: "Zhang Qingyang! Are you crazy?!"

Those who were still at Weihui Peak raised their heads one after another, and those who noticed the thunder cloud on Weihui Peak also raised their heads, looking in shock at this unique scene in the history of cultivating immortals: Dao Heart Turns into Blade, Shaking Heaven's Tribulation!

That's Dao Xin!

Regardless of Zhang Qingyang's disregard, he didn't think about anything at this moment, he raised his hand mechanically, dropped it, and cut!

The author has something to say: It's on the list!Ha... ha... can't laugh.jpg

Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, it is planned to be updated every other day.Each chapter is very fat every other day (it doesn't seem to be very fat).

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