Chapter 50: Happy as a Chrysanthemum

"Don't use this thing, put it away!"

The sword grass was like a raging fire, the eight leaves kept dancing, and the rhythm of the sword was constantly emitting.

"I still like your unruly look before." Zixiao said seriously.

"Don't, don't! I promise, I will heal your wounds, you just need to put me in your sea of ​​qi, and then you will definitely reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"

In order not to be crushed, the sword grass even wanted to actively integrate into Zixiao's body.

If it really cooperates completely, just as the sword grass said, Zixiao's swordsmanship strength will definitely not be worse than any peerless genius.

After all, the eight-leaf sword grass itself is emperor-level.

In addition, it is a mutated eight-leaf sword grass, maybe one day it will be upgraded to nine leaves in Zixiao's sea of ​​qi.

Faced with such conditions, Zixiao still smiled and shook his head.

Let’s not talk about whether he wants to follow the sword path or not. Just putting this sword grass in the sea of ​​qi is something Zixiao can’t bear.

There is an old man in the sea of ​​qi all of a sudden, and it can’t be closed at any time like the system. Isn’t it going to live broadcast directly in places like Qingfeng Tower in the future?

Although Zixiao is thick-skinned, he is narrow-minded.

So he absolutely cannot agree to the sword grass’s proposal.

Moreover, the sword grass…

Isn’t it good to use it as a weapon!

A grass cuts off the sun, moon and stars.

The sword grass came into being with the sword path, and it has the legendary grass sword formula in its body!

This is also one of the reasons why the eight-leaf sword grass can become an emperor.

“Okay, are you done talking? Old man, I’ll send you off!”

Zixiao’s eyes condensed, and regardless of the sword grass’s wailing, he directly slapped it hard with the black world-destroying grinder.

Buzz...

The whole hall was filled with the fragrance of medicine. The moment the sword grass hit the millstone, the sword splashed out a lot of juice. After evaporating, the juice turned directly into wisps of spiritual energy and invaded Zixiao's body.

Constantly repairing his sequelae of using the Burial Heaven Technique.

The imperial medicine is worthy of being the imperial medicine. The horrible Taoist injury has begun to recover slowly under the influence of the imperial medicine's spiritual power.

The huge medicinal power also rushed straight into Zixiao's sea of ​​qi.

If it weren't for his desperate suppression, this would have made him a saint on the spot!

But if that were the case, it would be too superficial and his state of mind would not be able to keep up, so Zixiao washed all the medicinal power on himself, constantly condensing the original demon body and the ancient double pupil.

I don't know how long it took, Zixiao's eyes burst into a burst of blue light.

The light lasted for a moment and then disappeared, and Zixiao returned to normal.

At this time, in addition to an illusory Lingxiao Palace, there was also a sword grass in his spiritual platform.

Of course, the mind inside the sword grass has been completely removed.

Now it has become a dead object, but at the same time, Zixiao has obtained the grass sword formula and an emperor weapon without intelligence! ! !

If the eight-leaf sword grass can continue to upgrade, he will have an immortal weapon in the future!

"Finally succeeded!"

Feeling the power of the early stage of the fusion realm in his body, Zixiao clenched his fist.

The huge medicinal power still allowed him to break through three small realms and reach the fusion realm. There was no way, the medicinal power could not be completely suppressed.

The Taoist injury has also been completely recovered.

It must be said that the emperor medicine is indeed powerful, and I owe this master a great favor.

Even if it is a strong man in the supreme realm, it is not so easy to get the emperor medicine, right?

Zixiao didn't know what Piaomiao paid to get the emperor medicine, but he was a person who remembered the favor for thousands of years.

He would repay this favor.

"Little Master Uncle!"

Just when Zixiao was still stabilizing his realm, a voice came from outside the hall.

Hearing this voice, Zixiao was speechless.

Son of Destiny, Zuo Yuanfei...

This guy is really obsessed with me, isn't he?

Zixiao waved his hand, and the restrictions in the hall disappeared directly.

Zuo Yuanfei walked in slowly, and saw Zixiao on the throne. He was stunned at first, and then his eyes were full of heat.

"Little Master, I heard from the Supreme Elder that you finally agreed to join the sect! That's great!"

Zixiao looked at the not-so-smart Son of Destiny in front of him, and was also speechless.

Buddy, you are the Son of Destiny, I am the villain, is it really okay for you to be so close to me? !

But if you think so in your heart, you must not say it directly.

"Brother Zuo, just call me Zixiao, I..."

"How can that be!"

Before Zixiao finished speaking, Zuo Yuanfei interrupted him, and then said seriously: "Before, I had no problem calling you Brother Dao, but now you have become the direct disciple of the Supreme Elder, that is, my uncle! Don't mess up the generations."

"..."

"Okay, just be happy, do you have something to ask me?"

"Little uncle, it's like this, the Holy Lord wants to introduce you in front of all the disciples, so let me pick you up."

The Holy Lord Yaoguang?

Come to think of it, they directly gave me the Lingxiao Palace, if I don't give him face, it's not good.

Thinking of this, Zixiao stood up from the throne: "Let's go, I'll go with you."

"Yes, little uncle!"

Zuo Yuanfei looked at Zixiao with respect and passion.

After the two walked out of the Lingxiao Palace, they boarded the flying boat directly. Although Zixiao was able to fly at this time, in order to show respect, the Yaoguang Saint still asked Zuo Yuanfei to drive the flying boat to greet them.

The flying boats flying in the sect are not like those in the outside world. They are small in size, but the decorations are extremely gorgeous.

After all, they are all used to welcome guests, so the speed is not important.

After the two boarded the flying boat, Zuo Yuanfei directly used his spiritual power to control the flying boat to rush away.

…

The main hall of the Yaoguang Holy Land.

There are already tens of thousands of disciples in the hall, and all the senior members of the Holy Land are present.

These are the core disciples and the direct disciples. As for the inner and outer disciples, they watch the situation in the hall through the image crystal.

The Yaoguang Saint sat in his seat at this time with a smug look on his face.

The Supreme Elder Piaomiao had personally told him before that Zixiao had become his junior brother as he wished.

His Yaoguang Holy Land is going to stand up!

You know, the sect competition is coming soon, and the young people from all sects will gather here.

Although they are all righteous, there will be competition, and some rebellious people will inevitably cause trouble.

If the young people of Yaoguang Holy Land cannot dominate the whole field, then they will be embarrassed as the organizer!

If Zixiao is there, it will be completely different. Although he cannot represent Yaoguang Holy Land in the battle, after all, his seniority is there.

But when he stands there, he is an absolute peak for any young person!

Which young person can fight against the Holy King with a split spirit?

He also has ancient double pupils and a powerful mysterious physique!

How can Yaoguang Holy Land lose this time? !

"Big Brother, can you please stop smiling so obscenely? The disciples are all watching us. Look at yourself. Your face is as cracked as a chrysanthemum."

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