"What's the matter!"

Xuan Du saw his eyes straight, thinking he was wrong.

"what happened?"

"Jiang Wuchen actually instructed the sage Tongtian to be sanctified!"

Xuandu's jaw dropped in shock. Why didn't he know that Jiang Wuchen was so powerful before.

"Where did you learn these great ways?"

Lao Tzu suddenly looked at Jiang Wuchen, his eyes were full of shock, and asked.

"I don't know. Sometimes I just sit and meditate and I feel it."

Jiang Wuchen shrugged and said nonchalantly.

"It's just incredible."

"Could it be that the big brother is wrong? Is this a genius with deep roots?"

Tongtian's heart was full of surprise, he thought to himself.

"Jiang Wuchen, this time this throne has been made holy, thanks to you."

"This seat will accept you as a named disciple and practice with this seat."

Tongtian looked at Jiang Wuchen and said with a smile.

"Since the younger brother intends to accept an apprentice, then I will give it to you."

Lao Tzu smiled lightly and didn't care.

"It's just a named disciple..."

Jiang Wuchen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but thinking about it, he was so bad at his feet, he had to rely on his foresight and foresight, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to worship.

Anyway, I now have a background.

"Disciple pays respects to Master."

Jiang Wuchen saluted respectfully and said quickly.

"it is good."

"Before this, I want to see if you have any talent for formation."

Tongtian nodded, waved his hand, and a formation appeared in front of him.

"This formation is called the Nine Palaces Profound Spirit Formation. If you can go to the third house, it will be enough to prove that you have the talent to practice formations."

Tongtian looked at Jiang Wuchen and explained.

"Yes."

Jiang Wuchen walked straight into the formation without saying a word, reverberating in his mind just now that he had become a saint.

"Ding!"

"Projection to the Heavenly Saint succeeded."

"Drop the foot of a saint, and drop a small formation of Taoism."

As soon as he entered the formation, two pieces of information suddenly appeared in Jiang Wuchen's mind.

The next moment, Jiang Wuchen's consciousness appeared in a white space.

In the center, there is a rusty ancient mirror that is rotating, and there are two light clusters on both sides.

"Fuck! Goldfinger!"

"Finally awake!"

Jiang Wuchen was instantly ecstatic, and the golden finger finally arrived.

Just say how can the traversers not have golden fingers.

It's just... how familiar this golden finger looks.

"Isn't this an antique mirror I picked up at the antique market?"

"Could it be that I transmigrated because of it?"

Jiang Wuchen understood in an instant.

No matter what, it is enough to have a golden finger, and even forget the hardships that have been suffered before.

"The saint is rooted! Doesn't that mean that I will also have the opportunity to become holy in the future!"

Jiang Wuchen suddenly said happily.

The most important thing in Honghuang is the root, which includes talent, understanding, physique and many other aspects.

Jiang Wuchen is just an acquired human race, and his luck is not good, and he did not have good roots.

Otherwise, Lao Tzu would not be so disgusted with himself.

But now... everything is different!

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