I Am Really Not The Son of Providence Chapter 167

Shen Tian is trying to use what excuse to get rid of it.

At this time, out of the door of the void out of a great man figure.

He looked at Zhao Hao, and the thunder immortal light on his body surface slowly fluctuated: “Jiuyang battle body?”

Shenxiao master is not an ordinary person without knowledge. He has read many ancient books and can be called erudite.

As for the constitution of Jiuyang battle, Shenxiao Shengzhu once read about it in an ancient book.

The Jiuyang battle style has the same origin with the legendary Taiyang holy body, which is one of the evolved constitutions of the sun holy body.

Although this system is not as powerful as the solar sacrament, it is enough to suppress most spirits in the world.

It can be said that even if it is the fire and earth twin thunder spirit, it may not be comparable to it!

If such constitution can be included in the holy land, it is absolutely another peerless Tianjiao!

Over time, it will surely become one of the strongest guardians of the Holy Land!

Thinking of this, the holy master of Shenxiao slowly opened his mouth and calmly said, “God, is this?”

Shen Tian said helplessly: “this is brother Zhao Hao, a friend of his disciples in misty city.”

Zhao Hao even said in a hurry: “brother Shen has made a new contribution to Zhao. I hope you can give me a chance to repay him!”

Listening to Zhao Hao’s firm words, the holy master of Shenxiao is speechless. Tianer is worthy of the legendary son of luck.

In this way, you can come to Misty city and pick up a spirit stone vein. It’s just two strange things.

Unexpectedly, he picked up a little fan brother with Jiuyang battle style, which can be called quasi peerless Tianjiao.

What’s more, according to Zhao Hao, Shen Tian just gives him a position at will.

As a result, Zhao Hao, inexplicably, came across an opportunity to resume his cultivation.

This kind of luck is the son of heaven!

Sure enough, Tian’er is the lucky General of Shenxiao Holy Land!

Thinking of this, the Holy Lord of Shenxiao said calmly, “OK!”

“Zhao Hao, you are bound with this holy land and can enter our gate.”

“Would you like to take my seat as your teacher and become the fifth disciple of zhenzhuan?”

Listening to the words of the holy master of Shenxiao, Zhao Hao was slightly stunned and hesitated in his heart.

After all, in the realm of cultivating immortals, the master is like a father. Without the prior master’s consent, one can no longer recognize the master.

Zhao Hao had already worshipped Qianyang jianzun as his teacher before. It was really not easy to worship a new master at this time.

But the other side is too strong

Just then, a weak voice sounded in Zhao Hao’s mind: “promise him.”

Yes, it was the voice of Qianyang jianzun. He was responding to Zhao Hao.

The holy master of Shenxiao’s eyes fell on Zhao Hao, thinking deeply.

He said calmly: “Taoist friends only have a few residual souls. If you don’t mind, you can enter the hall of nourishing souls to nourish spirits.”

“When the spirit grows stronger, it may not be impossible to turn to the ghost road or find another suitable body for a chance of life.”

Of course, he said these words directly in Zhao Hao’s body and said to jianzun.

The two men were talking, perhaps in some special business.

In the end, they seem to have settled the price.

Zhao Hao was sold by Qianyang sword Cough, send to the holy land.

In addition to the Qianyang sword master, he will worship God Xiao as his teacher and practice thunder method.

For the future can stay in the same door with Shen Tian, for Shen brother back.

Zhao Hao was very excited. He didn’t even resist the fact that he couldn’t resist the snow.

Ha ha ha ha, thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, the surname of snow, you are still compared by Zhao after all!

Zhao Mou, I can learn arts in the same sect with the immortal master, and I’m still a martial brother. Envy me!

In fact, snow has no time to envy a group of people are lemon essence!

Of course, she is not the only one with lemon essence, but also the old Taoist priest nearby.

Looking at Shenxiao, the master received a talented apprentice, he was sour.

He suspected that he was a fake Shenxiao elder.

I envy my younger martial brother that there are so many valiant disciples!

Later, when I was old and tired, I failed in the robbery, and my apprentice took care of him.

Unlike the old Taoist priest who has no money and has no choice but to become an immortal, it’s too miserable!

……

Zhao Hao respectfully and respectfully followed Shen Tian after the great ceremony of worshipping the master.

But the head of the state of Wu Yin came to Shen Tian uneasily and wanted to ask for Shen Tian’s will and shape him a gold body.

Shen Tian naturally refused. You’re kidding. This son of God is just building his foundation now. Is he shaping his golden body?

I always feel that Qi can’t be controlled. What should I do if I get angry with god Buddha?

Shen Tianzheng wants to refuse, but he sees the Holy Lord of Shenxiao calmly: “Heaven son, promise!”

“According to the records of ancient books, it will be of great benefit if you can accept the incense of a hundred families.”

In the eyes of Shenxiao sage, Shen Tian, as the son of Qi, has no pressure to shape a golden body.

In this regard, Shen Tian had no choice but to say, “well, let’s say first, remember to engrave the mask, and try to keep a low profile.”The Lord of Wuyin Kingdom looked at Shen tianchu and nodded with the phoenix feather mask in his hand.

“OK, immortal master, no problem. I will let the best sculptor carve.”

Well, I will try my best to restore the essence of the immortal master’s demeanor, bearing and appearance.

There is also the phoenix feather mask, which is carried in the hand, which shows that the immortal master does not seek fame and wealth.

After knowing the identities of Shen Tian and Shenxiao, the Lord of Wuyin could hardly wait to make hundreds of Shen Tian’s golden bodies.

I’m kidding. In the immortal world, gold is not worth a few dollars. On the contrary, it’s the patron of the holy land.

If you have a chance to fart the immortal master and get the protection of the immortal master, what is the money?

……

All the dust had settled down. At this time, the order of the God Xiao God rang again.

Zhang Yunting’s voice came from the order: “father respect father respect, I am cloud Ting, father respect, can you hear me?”

“What’s the matter? Didn’t you send Chang’er to younger martial sister Bailian? ”

Zhang Yunxi worried: “it has been sent, but Uncle Bailian said the elder martial brother was hurt too much.”

“She has tried her best, but she can only manage to stabilize the injury. If the injury does not worsen dramatically, it can not be cured.”

“Father, when will you come back? Elder martial brother is vomiting blood now. It looks so miserable. It’s going to die. ”

God Xiao Lord calm way: “do not worry, anxious can not solve anything, remember calm.”

“I’m on my way back. I’m going to bailianfeng right now. Be sure to be steady.”

After that, the Holy Lord of Shenxiao took up his token and looked at the Lord of the fog hidden Kingdom indifferently.

“I’m going to leave. I’ll give you Tian’er’s golden body.”

The head of the state of Wu Yin was flattered and quickly promised that he would do his best.

The God of the sky then cast the spell to reopen the space passage and bring the people back to the holy land.

After returning to the holy land, the Holy Lord of Shenxiao implanted the spirit stone vein into the Holy Son peak and left in a hurry.

Although he downplayed the seven emotions and six desires, he was worried about Fang Chang and was anxious to help with the treatment.

……

For a time, many zhenzhuan disciples gathered around Bailian peak.

After all, although Fang Chang is very proud and charming, he is generally popular in the holy land.

However, the failure of Jindan jiuzhuan is also a rare big news.

The disciples in the holy land are paying attention to the latest trend of this matter.

At this time, Shen Tian is sitting on the stone of the sage son peak.

He was counting the petals of a chrysanthemum in his hand.

“It’s about me, it’s not about me, it’s about me, it’s not about me.”

Yes, Shen Tian is thinking about one thing: that is, Fang Chang’s goods suddenly go mad.

It has nothing to do with his taking the chance of Fang Chang.

Hoarse, suddenly a little guilty ~

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