Chapter 4828? Go to the Heavenly Palace

There are as many as four of those exercises that even ordinary top cultivators can find and disdain, and they account for 40% of these treasures.

There are thirteen treasures in his collection, each of which can only be said to be appalling...

In addition to the exercises, there are some treasures that cannot be named.

But Wei Liujia was quite familiar, and introduced Jian Wushuang one by one, "This is the Yushu Liuli Zun, the golden jade ring..."

Of the thirteen treasures, the only one that can catch the eye is only the jade tree glazed statue that has some value, which can nourish the meridians and has a good use in restoring the power.

But this is the case, the effect of this jade tree glazed statue is probably not comparable to the effect of a black mountain crystal...

Wei Liujia wiped the sweat from his head, "These are the treasures I bought from the real sword that my father left me. I hope the confession won't be ugly this time."

"..."

Jian Wushuang didn't know what to say anymore. If these things were barely considered treasures, if they were brought to the Tiangong and in front of the second emperor's son, Gongzi Jiu, then Wei Liujia's taunting and humiliation would be inevitable.

Thinking of this, he looked at Wei Liujia, and when he flipped the palm of his hand, a small wooden box appeared and handed it over, "You and I are destined to give you some gadgets today."

Although Wei Liujia was puzzled, he still reached out and took the small wooden box that was handed over.

The next moment, he lightly opened the box, and thousands of soft white awns escaped from the box, with an extremely strong medicinal fragrance, illuminating the entire small cave for a moment.

"Gudu."

A clear sound of swallowing saliva resounded in everyone's ears.

Wei Liujia's eyes were straight, and he stared straight at the pill pill in the wooden box in his hand.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, as if he had expected his reaction.

These pills were taken from the Heavenly Court of Emperor Six Crows by Chunqiu and the three of them. They were treasured by the emperor and belonged to the top treasures. Even ordinary Dayan Immortals might not be able to take a look.

Each one is the existence of the heaven and the earth.

Right now, this Dizang pill has a miraculous effect on solidifying the foundation and comprehending the immortal style. Even Jian Wushuang is particularly fond of this pill.

In the end, Wei Liujia reluctantly retracted his gaze, then closed the box, shook his head and said, "The value of this pill is too precious, I'm afraid I will sell my Dagushan, and I will never be able to buy it, I can't receive."

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly when he heard the words, "Take it, don't you want to use this pill to earn a good face when you go to Tiangong this year?"

His words directly hit the deepest pain point in Wei Liujia's heart, reminding him of all the humiliations since he took office as the mountain master.

For a while, the palm he stretched out in front of him gripped the box tightly again, his knuckles turning white.

"think."

"Just think about it, if you have the opportunity, you must seize it," Jian Wushuang smiled and patted his shoulder, "Then we will go to the Heavenly Palace together in three years."

Three years was just a snap for Yanxian.

In the past three years, Jian Wushuang, Di Qing and others have not left this small cave in the big lonely mountain, all of them are recuperating and adjusting their strength to the peak.

There is only one Yanxian who has not closed his eyes for a moment in three years, and that Yanxian is Wei Liujia.

For three years, he kept rubbing the box that Jian Wushuang gave him, and even opened it with extreme care, for fear that it would suffer some kind of wear and tear.

Looking at Wei Liujia, who was about to go crazy, Jian Wushuang couldn't stand it, and he gave him four Dizang pills of the same rank but with different effects.

Therefore, Wei Liujia was so excited that he almost fainted. The first thing after he woke up was to bow his head, but he was stopped by Jian Wushuang.

The three-year period has passed, and a unique sound of the morning bell and the evening drum resounded from the corner of the sky.

In the small cave in Dagu Mountain, Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes.

"Sir, it's time for us to set off." Wei Liujia seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and an uncontrollable joy appeared on his face.

Jian Wushuang nodded, then got up and walked forward, while Di Qing followed behind him step by step.

The candidates who will go to Tiangong to meet with Gongzi Jiu have already been determined, only Jian Wushuang, Diqing, and Wei Liujia are the three.

As for Zhao Ting, under Jian Wushuang's decision, he did not let her follow him, but stayed in the cave of Dagu Mountain with Xiqingchi.

This decision was made, on the one hand, because the more people there were, the easier it would be to be exposed in Gong Zijiu's Heavenly Palace, and on the other hand, because Jian Wushuang didn't believe her.

How could he be a simple immortal if he was able to achieve the position of the prince who was close to the heavenly official and was sent to assassinate the young master?

"Sir, can Qingchi go with you?" Washing Chi rubbed the corner of his clothes nervously, and said anxiously.

Jian Wushuang glanced back at her, "Don't worry, I'll come back to pick you up and take you home when I'm done."

At this point, the three figures left the cave, turned into three streamers, and flew away.

At the same time as his figure swept up into the clouds, Jian Wushuang also noticed that at the same time, there was a strong aura swept up from each heaven and flew towards the same place.

That is the center of the entire Da Mitian, the Heavenly Palace of Gong Zijiu.

As a mountain master of Xianshan, which is different from Tianyu, his status is quite high in Da Mitian.

That is to say, no matter how poor Wei Liujia is, he still has a bit of a thin face in front of Young Master Jiu.

Seventeen immortal mountains and seventeen mountain masters are the closest to the Heavenly Palace except the Lord of Blessed Land.

There are seventeen mountain masters, and there are only six masters of the blessed land. The status is even more detached. It is a title that can only be obtained by Yanxian, who has made great contributions to the son Jiu. Like the mountain master, it is hereditary and irreplaceable.

In less than half a day, Jian Wushuang and the others arrived at the Heavenly Palace at the very center of Da Mitian.

When the clouds were vast, a tens of meters high Tianmen was located in the clouds, majestic and majestic.

At this moment, there are no less than hundreds of figures that fall outside the Tiangong like the stars of the great sun.

Surrounded by their respective subordinates, there are dozens of arrogant and luxurious figures pacing forward.

When Wei Liujia saw them, he unconsciously became shorter and wanted to avoid them.

But the more he hid, the more he was discovered. Among the more than ten luxurious figures, the richest middle-aged Yanxian could see Wei Liujia at a glance.

"Yo, it turned out to be younger brother Wei Xian. I haven't seen you in a year. It seems that I have some opportunities."

The rich state Yanxian dragged his tone and walked over with eight-character steps.

Although he had the foundation of the Dizang Dan Wan given to him by Jian Wushuang, Wei Liujia still felt that he was a dwarf, and his face was reddish.