What can I do about this?

Zhang Chengxin was completely desperate.

Even if he cultivated to the point of refining the void, he only barely reached a balance with the will of the Heavenly Dao, and kept himself through sleep.

But now the two friends are still infants, and their souls are in a completely defenseless situation.

The heavenly thunder was already one with their souls! The souls

floating in the air were all frowning, obviously feeling uncomfortable.

The people around me hadn't noticed the difference yet.

But Zhuang Shen sensitively discovered the master's emotional turmoil.

"Master, what's wrong?" Zhang

Cheng'an's lips murmured, and finally closed.

Xiao Zhuang is now a god, and he can't say too clearly that the way of heaven is a living thing, and he risks letting him be polluted.

His eyes grew red.

The old hands were clenched and loosened.

He could neither ask for help or even explain his pain.

Zhang Cheng'an himself is Ze'anzong's biggest hole card.

But this immortal, who is unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people, is extremely decadent at the moment.

"What should I do, what should I do......"

The last thing that came out was just a meaningless murmur.

Sometimes, he just wants to swim with his friends, eat, drink and have fun.

However, this weakness only lasted for a moment, and in an instant his expression completely returned to its original state.

If you are eroded by the Heavenly Dao, you will become a puppet who only knows how to kill.

At the very least, let his friends die as monks!

The only one who deserves to do it is Zhang Chengan.

He stepped forward tremblingly and slowly uncovered the talisman, his eyes full of unbearability.

The surrounding disciples were all frightened, and they didn't understand why the ancestor suddenly moved forward.

The pressure of refining void brings an unparalleled sense of suffocation, and the condensed killing intent makes people tremble.

The strong wind sits on the table, and the heart is cold when it blows.

I'm afraid that in the future, there will be a story of the ancestor of the Ze'an Sect suddenly breaking out and killing his friend.

I don't know what Xiao Zhuang, disciples, and everyone in the world will think of him, and how much notoriety he will add?

He can't even defend himself.

Still, it doesn't matter.

It was something he had to do.

Just as he raised his arm to make a move, a figure quickly swept forward.

It's so fast that it even comes out with afterimages.

"Damn! and so much more!, earned, earned!"

was full of excitement in his tone.

Wei Jitong brought his own big iron cauldron and covered the heads of the souls of the two elders!

The soul should have been untouchable, but it was beaten with a loud bang

! Many disciples were frightened by this movement!

Zhang Chengan was dumbfounded.

The terrifying killing machine condensed in his hands poured out directly.

The majestic spiritual power turned into white light and returned to heaven and earth.

What is Wei Xiaoyou going to do?

But immediately, his eyes suddenly tightened!

Wei Jitong held the iron pot and pressed it hard, constantly spinning.

"Hey, hey, hey!" They

were still struggling to cheer themselves up

! Those fans who had eroded into their souls were all obediently entering the pot as if they were attracted by

the iron pot! Just kidding, the kitchen god system can fry everything, of course, tangible and intangible can be touched

! With the blessing of the iron pot's fire, the fans writhed and lost their vitality!

Their connection with the Heavenly Dao was completely broken and became transparent.

No, is this okay

? This kind of will pollution can also be burned by an iron

pot? Zhang Chengan can't understand

it! Even he can't completely remove the influence of the Heavenly Dao!

What? Is it that he has been sleeping for too long and is outdated

? What kind of Tao is Wei Xiaoyou cultivating? After

the sound of Zrazra, all the noodles shrank quietly in the pot.

"Tsk, why is it still like this? It's all soaked, and you can't make fried noodles!"

"What kind of food can you cook like this?"

Wei Jitong was still a little dissatisfied with the texture of this vermicelli.

He lifted the large iron cauldron, only to see that the spirits of the two elders were still floating outside.

The expression is still so ecstatic.

"Tsk

!" Wei Jitong said in disgust, it looks really indecent like this

!"Wake up

!" He picked up the big black round iron pot, "Give me ......

" The bottom of the pot was raised high, and it slammed down without leaving any effort!

"Go down!"

Xi Binbai and Hong Bai's souls were both frowning, and they quickly returned to their bodies after struggling.

After a few breaths, Yu Yu woke up.

The white hair turned black again, and the eyes that opened it were like a thunderbolt! The

loss of cultivation rose rapidly, and the vigorous spiritual pressure pressed everyone terrifyingly!

Refining qi, building a foundation, and ...... Jindan

The early stage of the Yuan Infant, the middle stage, and the peak of the late Yuan Infant period! It has not stopped

! Because there is a trace of the initial chaos of heaven and earth in the body, and the cultivation is still rising

! At the sight, it has broken through the threshold of the Yuan Infant!

The

silenced divine aura spreads.

An unknown white mist shrouded the soles of everyone's feet, like climbing to the top of the white clouds.

Xi Binbai, Hong Bai, ...... after being trapped in Yuanying for a hundred years

Zhuang Shen said: "Congratulations to Elder Hong, Elder Xi, cultivating into a god!" All

the peak masters looked at Wei Jitong in shock!

Didn't they just be struck by the heavenly lightning and couldn't live

? How did they eat the two plates of powder he took out, and after being slammed twice by the iron pot, they turned into gods?

Many peak masters swallowed their saliva, and I don't know if they could also hit them?

Without waiting for them to think about it, they saw the ancestor striding forward.

His expression was solemn, and he bowed deeply to Wei

Jitong! Disciples and Peak Masters

: Zhuang Shen and Qingfeng Mountain disciples

: "Wei Jitong hurriedly supported the ancestor: "What are you doing, I am embarrassed."

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift Zhang Chengan's arm.

It was only after ten breaths that he got up.

"Wei Xiaoyou, thank you.

"It's something that only you can do.

His voice was moving, and his eyes were moist.

If it weren't for Wei Xiaoyou, he would have had to stab his few friends!

Moreover, this kind of pain could not be told to anyone.

After cultivating to the cultivation level, he gradually discovered the situation of the Heavenly Dao.

You can only digest it yourself and hide it in your heart.

It's different now

! Although I don't know what kind of opportunity Wei Xiaoyou has, he is not affected by the way of heaven

! He, Zhang Chengan, finally has a year-old friend who can speak freely!

Wei Jitong was confused by his grandeur.

Isn't it just some more vermicelli

? He wants to eat it so much?

It seems that he can't keep this amount.

The ancestors were crying greedily

, but now there are no other suitable materials, and the stock is all gone.

He hesitated and replied, "I don't have to."

"Ancestor, if you want to learn how to make fried noodles, I'll teach you."

"It's not that hard.

Xi Binbai stepped forward: "What do you say, I also

want to learn?" Zhang Chengan smiled and said: "Okay, how do you feel

?" "Is there anything wrong

?" He suddenly thought of something, and added a little nervously: "Especially if there is any strange sound in the head?" "

For example, you just want to kill and kill?"

Hong Bai and Xi Binbai both touched their heads and carefully experienced.

"Nothing special. "

It's just ......," Bin Bai thought, Xi a little strange.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Chengan was very nervous.

Hong Bai replied: "That's it, my brain hurts a little for some reason." "

Zhang Chengan: ......

Everyone looked at Wei Jitong.

The culprit whistled and looked at the sky.

"Ah, the sun is so big today. "

Senior brother, there is no sun in the sky. A young disciple of Qingfeng Mountain said curiously.

"Shhhhhh

"Oh~ The sun is so big!" Xiao Liuzi said childishly.

Zhang Chengan looked at Wei Jitong slowly, "There is one more thing."

"Xiaoyou, would you like to be my personal disciple?"

"If you want to be a junior student, I will let you be a senior disciple, and Xiaozhuang will call you senior brother."

"If it's not enough, you and I are brothers!"

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