Venerable Shi looked at Zarshi and talked for a long time. He still had no focus in Makabaka and walked forward anxiously.
She held down Zalshi's head from behind with one hand and forced him to bow at will.
"This stupid disciple is ignorant, and I agreed for him!"
What does it mean to reach the fourth level in three months?
The higher you go, the slower your cultivation speed will be, and at the same time, the gap between talents will become wider and wider.
According to Zalshi's talent, Lord Shi originally estimated that Zalshi would not reach the fourth level until he was forty years old, and he would never be able to meet the Demon Lord for the rest of his life.
But now, the Saint can help him break through within three months, so there is no need to hesitate!
Random nodded with satisfaction, took out a pair of golden gloves from the storage ring, and handed it to Zalshi.
When Master Shi saw the gloves, his pupils trembled crazily.
The seventh-grade magic weapon—Holy Stone Gloves!
"Holy Girl, this, this is not the Prince Liuguang's..."
The Holy Stone Gloves are forged from the top grade Black Flame Gold Stone. In addition to helping the user to provide Powerful defensive energy, you can also recognize the master.
After recognizing the owner, the magic weapon and the owner will promote each other and accelerate the practice.
This magical weapon was originally forged by the master of Chiyan Palace, and later gave it to Huyanluo Liuguang as a gift.
How could Huyanluo Liuguang’s things be in the hands of the saint?
He smiled casually.
"Oh, this, last time I met Prince Liuguang, we really hit it off like old friends. I regret meeting each other so late. He took the initiative to give this to me."
The corner of Master Shi's mouth After twitching, the Wan Prince family tried every means to prevent the saint's trial.
How could Huyanluo Liuguang give such a good magic weapon to her.
But Venerable Shi was not stupid, and immediately shouted: "The Holy Lady is really considerate of my subordinates. I thank the Holy Lady for the reward on my behalf!"
Her voice was loud, and at this moment He raised his voice again.
I wish that everyone present could hear this, this is what the saint gave us.
Once they have passed the clear path, no one can even think of framing them.
Fat Jiu Jiu, who was squatting on any shoulder, tilted his head.
Isn’t this the one he dropped from the storage bag when he pecked the crown prince’s clone all over his head?
When other people saw Zarshi and Master Shi, their eyes suddenly became hot.
It turns out that this is what the saint wants. This is not asking for something, it is simply a reward!
Heijian also understood and sneered coldly: "It's just about buying people's hearts."
His casual gaze fell on Wuya again.
Wu Ya walked forward happily, "Saint Girl, I am also willing to be your guard! If you want something else, I will ask my father to get it for you!"
He shook his head arbitrarily, and the smile on his face faded a bit.
"I only want one thing."
"What?"
"Your aunt."
The look on Wu Ya's face His expression froze and his smile disappeared.
"Saint, my aunt has died a long time ago."
Random eyes said calmly, "No, your aunt is still alive."
Wuya The pupils suddenly tightened.
The E-Xun clan leader stepped over, his voice trembling: "Holy girl, you, what did you say?!"
Heijian's heart skipped a beat when he heard these words.
The next moment, he saw Ran Ran's sharp eyes falling on him.
"Heijian, do you know your guilt?"
Heijian held the sword in both hands, veins twitching on his forehead, and his tone was filled with anger.
"Why did the saint say this!"
"You have a perverted personality, and your heart is rotten. You think that only male monks are orthodox, so you use all kinds of tricks. Those female monks were captured by private means, ravaged and tortured."
Random words were like sharp swords thrusting into everyone's hearts.
"You sucked their cultivation and magic power, and cut off the demonic veins on their hands and feet. They were tied up in the boundary of your bedroom like animals."
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"What you like most is to trample under your feet those talented female cultivators and watch them lose their hope and pride and let you ravage them."
Redirect as you wish. He turned his head to look at the E-Xun clan leader and said, "The clan leader can now lead people to search his bedroom."
Heijian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar when he heard the arbitrary words.
These things are extremely secretive, how could she know!
The barrier he bought with a lot of money was so powerful that even if the palace master level stood in front of them, it would be difficult to detect their existence.
But this barrier has a fatal flaw, that is, it will expire one day every three months.
Every time it fails, he will stay in the room and never leave.
But three days ago, the saint suddenly started a trial.
And today is the day when the barrier becomes invalid!
Could it be that she did it on purpose? !
Black Sword pretended to be calm and shouted angrily: "I am the first guard of Prince Wan! Who dares to search!"
As soon as the magic pressure around him was released, he was A big hand grabbed his neck.
The magic power of the E-Xun clan leader's whole body was wide open, and the magic power visible to the naked eye surged around like a wave.
His eyes were scarlet, and he was really angry.
"Black Sword, if this is true, our E-Xun family will fight you until death!"
Mrs. E-Xun held a long sword and immediately led people to Youhuang Palace.Black Sword bedroom search.
Pu Tian was anxious, "Heijian is the first personal guard. If you want to search his room, have you asked the leader of Youhuang Palace about his spear?"
Youhuang Palace Palace Commander Mu Commander immediately stood up to speak for Black Sword:
"Saint! You have no proof! By doing this, you are not taking us seriously!"
Random: "Your first Taoist companion, the eternal white moonlight in your heart, is also inside."
Commander Mu: ".........You, you lied to me!"
< p> Arbitrary: "She was as skinny as a stick, but she relied on a scar on her palm to hold on for ten years."When Commander Mu heard the words 'a scar on her palm', he felt as if he had been struck by lightning!
Two lines of tears suddenly burst out of his eyes, and he turned around and ran towards Youhuang Palace with the escort.
"Huan'er, my Huan'er..."
Commander Mu disappeared in front of everyone.
Pu Tian: "What's the matter? Where are the people!"
Randomly pointed at a few people who were hesitant to speak and wanted to come up to plead for Black Sword.
"Commander Feng, your cinnabar mole is also inside."
"Ah——! Xiaoyun! Xiaoyun!"
"Qinglang Messenger, your childhood sweetheart had his eyes gouged out a year ago and has been riding like a dog every day."
"No, no!"
"Venomous Snake, Your twelfth concubine was captured by him two years ago."
"Wan Niang! Is Wan Niang still alive?"
"Yam Messenger, your fiancée is gone. He died two years ago, and his bones were made into a seat."
"Xun'er, Xun'er!"
......
Any. His gaze was like a soldering iron, and every monk who looked at him would panic inexplicably.
There were one-third fewer monks present.
Moreover, more than 90% of them are monks from the Wan Prince lineage.
Pu Tian was speechless.
It’s over, it’s over!
Random eyes fell on Fengcheng Liujun, whose eyes flashed slightly as he thought about all the women he was close to.
The next moment, he smiled meaningfully and looked away.
She turned to look at the restrained Black Sword and said, "Let's go and take a look together."