I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

The smile on Mo Wentian's face suddenly stiffened.

Tang Wujian didn't even look at him at all, and said loudly to Su Zhan, "Su Zhan, let's go! The Holy Lord is different from the elders. His Taoist companion is extremely powerful. Last time, the mirror was broken and he scolded him for a few days. For a few nights, we don’t usually have many good things on our body, so let’s not embarrass the Lord!

"It turns out that the Holy Lord is also afraid of his wife?"

"That's not it, Mrs. Saint Lord, that is also a strong man who has attained the Saint King level. The Saint Lord and his childhood sweethearts have been used to it for thousands of years. Now they are more powerful than Mrs. Saint Lord, but they are still poor. It’s jingle, don’t see what the Holy Lord has never given you? The Holy Master’s wife is really—"

"Tang Wujian! You, you, you stand for me!"

Mo Wentian's mouth twitched, and he greeted Tang Wujian's eight-life ancestors in his heart.

Talk when you say something special, why are you talking so loudly?

Besides, how can I be afraid of my wife?

It's because of love, how can you understand?

He scolded Tang Wujian with contempt in his heart, and said, "Elder Tang, my third son of Xuantian Holy Land has returned safely and performed well. As the Holy Lord, how can I not praise?"

Also, if you talk nonsense anymore, don't blame me for going to your broken green mountain to practice boxing! "

"Hahaha! Just kidding, just kidding!"

Tang Wujian didn't care, and smiled: "The Holy Lord is the number one power in the Profound Sky Dynasty. How can you be afraid of his wife? The Holy Lord is famous for the world, and everyone knows it!"

"It's almost the same!"

Mo Wentian sighed a little, and said to Su Zhan: "Su Zhan, my dignified holy master, holy pill, holy artifacts, and even the extra holy king artifacts, there are quite a few, but the holy artifact holy pill is only a few. An elder has already given you a suitable one. As for the Holy King Artifact, you can't use it either..."

"No, maybe I can use it?"

Su Zhan said: "Since the Holy Lord, you have extra holy king artifacts, just give me three or five pieces!"

Give you three or five holy king artifacts?

Do you think this is Chinese cabbage?

Mo Wentian twitched the corner of his mouth and touched the Dongtian Qiankun bag on his waist. He thought that the holy king artifact he had obtained not long ago had been taken away by his wife, and he quickly said: "What is the holy king artifact? I will give you a comparison. The more precious things of the Holy King!

About three thousand miles outside of the Xuantian Holy Land, there is a Qingxi Lake. There is an old man living by the lake. The old man is not the elder of our holy land, but he is old acquaintance with me and owes me a favor. Go over and ask him Asking for a broken saint pill, it is as if he has paid back the favor! "

"Holy Lord, you are talking about the Holy King of Alchemy Dao, Lu Fuyun?"

Tang Wujian's eyes narrowed.

Among the holy kings, many are proficient in alchemy.

But this is the only one that can be called the Holy King of Alchemy, the Profound Sky Dynasty.

The cultivation talent is mediocre, but it is abruptly relying on the extremely terrifying alchemy talent, based on the ancient alchemy, fusion, innovation, and creation of a variety of magical elixir!

In the end, a divine pill swallowed into the abdomen and broke into the Holy King Realm!

Alchemy Saint King, Lu Fuyun!

"It's the old thing. I wanted to use this favor to get him to join me in the Holy Land. This old stubbornness just refused. Speaking of it, if it wasn't for the elders who made alchemy in the Holy Land, I would like to see Lu Fuyun making alchemy and study. He rented it."

Mo Wentian was a little annoyed: "This old guy doesn't enter my holy place, but still lives next to my holy place. It's like looking at a talent, but he can't use it for himself. It's really annoying!"

"If it's Lu Fuyun, Su Zhan, you can ask him to refine the lightning protection pills for you by the way!"

Tang Wujian chuckled: "The same pill, the effect of different people's refining is also different, the old fellow Lu Fuyun, last time I asked him to help me refine the alchemy for half a year, this time since he owes the holy master's affection, he must be good. Squeeze him a bit, you can't let him take advantage!"

"This...I'll talk about it at that time, by the way, Master, what is the broken saint pill?"

Su Zhan said curiously.

"Broken Holy Pill..."

Tang Wujian thought for a while: "Su Zhan, you should know that a person’s understanding is actually impossible to improve. Perhaps as your cultivation level improves and your horizons improve, it will be easier to practice some martial arts than before, but in fact, your Fundamental savvy is the same as when you learned words and words when you were young. Do you understand when I say that?"

"understand."

"And the broken saint pill is a very rare thing that can increase the comprehension of the cultivator!

After the cultivator experiences thunder, the heavens will drop a burst of energy, which will make you reborn as if you have a life span of two thousand years. If you swallow the broken sacred pill at this time, you can take in the energy that is reborn. A strength to enhance your understanding!

The saint-breaking pill was created by Lu Fuyun. It is said that refining is extremely difficult, but since the saint master is sure that he still has it in his hands, then you go! "

"It turns out that this is the case, I know, thank you Master for clearing up your doubts, and thank the Lord."

Su Zhan nodded, looking forward to it.

"This is a token, you take it."

A broken sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand and threw it to Su Zhan.

Afterwards, he confessed a few more words, Su Zhan and Tang Wujian also left.

After leaving the Xuantian Hall, the two separated, Su Zhan returned to Zhantian Peak.

Passing by the spirit beast garden, his heart moved and fell in front of Lei Shi.

"the host!"

Lei Shi sent a spiritual message of joy and fear.

Su Zhan's eyes fell on the thunder lion, and he could easily see that this thunder lion was only one step away from entering the holy.

But it is more difficult for monsters to enter the saint than humans, because the bloodline is too restricted.

Thunder Lion, Thunder Spirit Grass...

Su Zhan's heart moved and took out ten thunder spirit grasses and threw them on the ground.

"Master, what do you mean? I don't like eating grass..."

"Grass is so delicious, why don't you like it? You are so picky, it may be difficult for me to continue to support you. It seems that I can only—"

"No! No no!"

Lei Shi's fur stood tall and nodded quickly: "It's true! I like eating grass the most! I used to tell my companions that lions should eat grass!"

With that, Thunder Lion swallowed those Thunder Spirit Grass in one bite.

Seeing this, Su Zhan nodded in satisfaction and returned to Zhan Tianfeng Cave Mansion.

Tang Liuxue has already cooked food.

"His Royal Highness, you can eat."

"Sit down and eat together."

Su Zhan said casually.

To his surprise, Tang Liuxue did not refuse this time, smiled and nodded, sat down, and recalled the food, eating techniques and postures that he hadn't used for decades, and began to eat.

ten minutes later.

Su cut to serve the rice, looking at the empty rice stove, he said helplessly:

"Tang Liuxue, you have become holy, even if you eat a hundred bowls of rice, it will quickly transform into your own energy, you, enough!"

"Oh... I haven't eaten for a long time, forget it, I just said, why don't I feel like I'm still eating!"

As soon as he was about to come, Tang Liuxue who was serving the eighth bowl of rice was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized.

At this moment, Zhan Tianfeng Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi suddenly rioted!

Feeling the changes in the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, Tang Liuxue's face changed slightly: "His Royal Highness, this is, someone is slaying the heaven and entering the holy!"

[Author's digression]: There are eleven points left to update.