Chapter 91 The Broken Arm Man (Second Update, Ask for a Monthly Ticket!)

"That's right, the sixth divine beast wanted to replace him, but unfortunately, in the end, he died suddenly. However, before he died, he also completely wiped out all the spirituality of the sixth divine beast. His success fell short!" Daozi shook his head.

Tian Juzi's eyelids twitched wildly, and at the same time he was grateful.

After seeing Zhong Shan's root consciousness, Tian Juzi even moved this idea, and prepared to let his descendants refine the root consciousness of gods and beasts. After all, a person can only refine the root consciousness once, even if he is a saint himself. , also missed opportunities.

Divine beast, find a divine beast as the root of consciousness, and it will be a powerful help in the future. I can count myself as a great convenience to that descendant.

However, it was only when the mantra found the thirty-first divine beast that day that he realized that it was too difficult to refine the root consciousness! Because this is "alive refining", if the divine beast refined by death, it is useless at all. If you practice alive, if you don't kill it, your spirituality will not be erased at all, and your descendants will not be able to succeed at all.

After pondering for a long time, Tian Manzi finally figured out that if he wanted to refine a living creature, it must be when it was just born, when its vitality was the weakest, and then it was possible.

I really don't know how Zhong Shan is so lucky.

Of course, Tian Juzi still didn't give up, and thought of other ways to obtain the divine beast root consciousness for his descendants, but now that he thought about it, he decided to forget it.

Such a powerful figure as the first ancestor all died together in the end, so how capable can my son be?

"He's woken up, what he wants most now is Tian Lingzi, and that order!" Tian Daozi said in a deep voice.

"Patriarch? When did the ancestor wake up?" Tian Juzi asked doubtfully.

"When you went out last time!" Tian Daozi thought for a while.

"At that time? Then Zhongshan also went to Zhongbo, Tian Lingzi may have been taken away by the ancestor now, right?" Tian Juzi frowned.

"Probably not!" Tian Daozi shook his head and said.

"No?" Tian Juzi blamed.

Winding around the feathers around his fingertips, Tian Daozi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Zhong Shan is not a simple person!", "Huh?", "I have read Zhong Shan's information, and looking at his life, although Zhong Shan is young, He is not very old, but he is extremely sophisticated in his work. He has made no major mistakes in his life. It is not unreasonable to walk all the way and sing songs all the way. With just one point, he has the potential to become a hero. Several of his wives" he It is extremely important, before leaving, how could he not take protective measures seriously? Besides, I can also feel that he hasn't got the Tianlingzi yet!", Tian Daozi said in a deep voice.

Hearing Tian Daozi praise Zhong Shan, although Tian Juzi felt a little uncomfortable, he could only acquiesce.

"Patriarch, what's the secret of that day's decree?" asked Tian Juzi.

Now that it's been said," Tian Juzi also asked all the questions.

"Tian Ling?" Tian Daozi pondered for a moment.

Tian Juzi stared at Tian Daozi.

"All the luck and number of his heavenly court back then, and half of his power!" Tian Daozi finally said.

All luck? fate? There was a look of horror in Tian Juzi's eyes, how much is there? What a terrifying amount? You know, at that time, the Heavenly Court could be said to dominate the world, monopolize the three continents, and have the six sages as ministers, so how many were there? Most of the luck in the world must be concentrated in that court. No wonder it is said that "God's order will not come out" whoever fights for the front, commands the world, and dare not refuse!

And there is half the power of the Emperor of Heaven?

Not to mention Tian Daozi's attitude, Tian Juzi himself had a strong desire.

"This time, I want you to prepare to go to Beizhou!" Tian Daozi said lightly.

one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one A Zhongzhou Buddha Empress.

Zhong Shan and his party officially returned to Beizhou.

Along the way, the speed is extremely fast. When trimming in the middle.

"Master, you won't let anyone go!" [Central] Central Dojo was also confiscated! "Bao'er laughed.

"〖Central〗 Central Dojo is originally yours. It's normal for me to take it away. If we don't take so many Taoist monarchs, real monarchs, and real people, should we give them to others?" Zhong Shan said with a smile.

"Of course not" [Central] Central Dojo should bring back Daqing, as well as Tianyin Temple, it's just that there are so many people......! "Bo'er showed a little weirdness.

"It doesn't matter how many people there are, Shen Gongbao and the others are behind, clean up slowly!" Zhong Shan laughed.

"Yeah!" Bo'er nodded.

"I haven't been back for a long time" I don't know what your palace has become! ", Zhong Shan laughed.

"Master, you lied to me? My palace must still be the same. By the way, master, let's not fly too fast. I'll bring some of the characteristics of Zhongzhou back to them!" Bao'er thought for a while.

"Okay, it's up to you!", how could Zhong Shan not agree?

one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one 11 Zhong Shan and his party flew to Beizhou very happily. It seems that nothing major happened in Lingxiao Tianting. Everything is developing in an orderly manner.

And Tianxia Peak seems to have never been opened.

In the east of Lingxiao Heavenly Court, outside a city, on the edge of a small town where mortals live.

In a valley isolated on all sides.

There is a small lake in the valley, and there is a small hut beside the small lake.

An eight or nine-year-old boy, carrying a small bundle, was hanging from the mountain wall with a rope, and slowly slid down the valley. Xiaotong has already practiced cultivation, but it is very low, it is only the sixth level of the postnatal level for ordinary people, and he doesn't even reach the innate level, let alone Jindan and Yuanying.

"Boom!"

When the boy was about to fall to the ground, his hands slipped suddenly and he fell, making his face ashamed.

But the little boy was not afraid of pain, he patted the dust on his body, and then withdrew his legs and ran to the small hut.

"Boom, boom, boom...!" The boy kept knocking on the small door.

"Uncle Broken Hand, Uncle Broken Hand, it's me, Zi Yingying, what do you think I brought you?" The little boy kept patting on the small door and shouted.

"Squeal!"

The small door of the thatched hut opened, and a man who lost his arms slowly came out from the inside, with a long scar on his face. His face was extremely ugly. Both arms were severed, and the sleeves were still stained with dark red blood, as if they had been severed not long ago.

"Uncle Broken Hand, are you feeling better?" the little boy Ziyingying asked worriedly.

Seeing Zi Yingying's worry, the man showed a rare smile.

"It's much better, thank you these days!" The man smiled wryly.

"Uncle Broken Hand, you are so powerful. I will listen to you and use your kung fu to cultivate." One month, just one month, I went from the third level to the sixth level. kill them. "Zi Yingying said excitedly.

"Then did you tell?" the man frowned.

"Of course not." Uncle Broken Hand, you told me, besides, my mother told me that my father was killed by jealousy because he was a collateral child and had great talent. Although I don't know why he wanted to kill my father, But I won't tell them what my strength is! "Zi Yingying pouted and said old-fashionedly.

"That's good!" The man nodded.

"By the way, look what I found for you!" Zi Yingying immediately opened the bag as if offering a treasure.

"You're covered in blood." These are my father's clothes. I'll wash them for you later, and then I'll change them for you. "

"Also, I found this for you, it seems very valuable, see if it's useful!" Zi Yingying took out a small bottle.

"Open the bottle!" said the man.

Zi Yingying opened the bottle cap, and a burst of fragrance emanated from it.

"It's so delicious, I want to eat it!" Zi Yingying drooled. But he still held back and handed it to the man.

"Second Grade Bu Yuan Pill?" The man frowned slightly, and then said with a wry smile.

"What's wrong? Can't you help me?" Zi Yingying said with a frustrated expression.

"No, this second-grade Bu Yuan Pill is very suitable for me now. Although it can't cure my arms, it can restore me to the best condition! It's just..., ha ha!" The man felt bitter for a while.

"Just what? Tell me about it!" Zi Yingying was extremely curious.

"Oh, it's really nothing." Two months ago, I was too lazy to take a look at this kind of elixir. If it wasn't for the first elixir I made that year, I couldn't remember its name at all! "The man said bitterly.

"Uncle, are you so good? Can you make alchemy? That's great." I don't have to learn from that ice-faced old man in the school! The old man used a lot of treasures hidden in the mechanism, so you have returned a long time ago. "Zi Yingying excitedly said.

Taking a deep look at Ziyingying, the man said: "I suddenly encountered a catastrophe. Fortunately, you rescued me. If I can get through this crisis, I will return you a share of good luck!"

"Gong? What palace?" Zi Yingying looked bewildered.

Smiling slightly, the man shook his head and said, "Pour the Xiangyuan Pill into my mouth, and help me wash my body and change into new clothes!"

"Okay!" Zi Yingying immediately said with a smile.

Poured the elixir into the man's mouth, the two came to the small lake next to them, took off their blood-stained clothes, and Zi Yingying helped the man wash his body.

The man also absorbed the elixir very quickly.

When the bath was over, Zi Yingying washed the bloody clothes again. Then, with a strange look, he put on his father's clothes for the man.

"Strange, strange!" Zi Yingying chanted strangely.

"What's wrong?"

"Uncle Broken Hand, why do your clothes look so similar to those of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals? Could it be that Uncle Broken Hand was a Heavenly General before?" Zi Yingying asked in surprise.

"Heavenly Soldiers and Generals? Have you seen it?" the man asked suspiciously.

"I didn't know it before, but I found out recently. The place where the gods live sent out portraits. Now it seems that many people in our small town are looking for the portraits of heavenly soldiers and generals. Oh, by the way, I have another one here Well, wait a minute, let me look for it, I had a stomachache and needed to go to the bathroom, and there was no toilet paper, so I secretly tore out two sheets, used one, and another!" Zi Yingying said with a smile.

After speaking, he took out a crumpled portrait from his pocket.

"Huh? It's really the same. Also, Uncle Severed Hand, this, this man looks like you, but he has no scars on his face. You have them on his face. He has arms, but you don't! He really looks like you. !” Zi Yingying said in surprise.

The man looked at the portrait, indeed, it was exactly the same as himself now. A reward order.

The bottom of the reward order reads: A reward for great love and rebellion, if you see this person, you will be shot or killed, and the head will be given to any city government in exchange for ten pieces of "Shangxian Pill".

"..." The Holy Court of Great Love, Crown Prince Zhong Xuanling!

"Bastard!" the man with the broken arm said with red eyes.

A wave of anger was almost not suppressed, but in the end, powerful reason suppressed the anger.