?Because most of the holy alchemy masters and crafting masters are not high-level, it is basically impossible for the successive Danjun Qijun to pass the life limit of ten thousand years, and the day when the next Danjun Qijun succeeds to the throne is basically impossible. However, Situ Yunmiao is a different kind. Not only is his alchemy talent outstanding, but he is also very talented. Although his cultivation level is also not high, he has passed the limit of ten thousand years of life, and waited until the day when the Nether Temple reappeared¡ª¡ª Of course, this is also due to the premature birth of the Nether Temple.
"Yeah, even if no one can prove the Tao successfully this time, don't we still have a Danjun?"
"As long as Situ Danjun is still there, our Wuji Holy Heaven will live forever, and it may not be the end of the road." Everyone around talked and said.
That's what I said, but everyone knows that Situ Yunmiao is very old. These years, he has mainly devoted his energy to studying alchemy, and has rarely practiced alchemy. If the barrier of the Purple Heaven Prison is really completely broken, he may not be able to help much.
So after all, their eyes still couldn't hide their worry, and they couldn't cheer up no matter what.
Facing such a result, Situ Yunmiao was helpless. After tens of thousands of years, the mysterious power from the Nether Temple in his sea of ????qi has long been exhausted, and it is impossible to refine too many ancient Qidans.
He knew that if the barrier of the Purple Heaven Prison was completely broken, he really wouldn't be able to help much.
"Second brother, what is the difference between the success of preaching? I see these people go in cheerfully and come out disheartened. They don't seem to see anything famous. How do they see it?" The old man who looked eighty percent similar asked with a hippie smile.
"Situ Yunqi, if you dare to call me second child again, be careful and I will drive you back to Danjun Valley." Situ Yunmiao's face darkened, and he gave Situ Yunqi a hard look.
For this eldest brother who is naturally lazy, he is completely at a loss. It's nothing more than being idle and not doing business since he was a child, and he often used his name to bluff and cheat. Not to mention that he secretly sold most of the holy pills he had worked so hard to refine over the years, and he had to wipe his ass from time to time.
In the eyes of outsiders, Situ Yunmiao, as a Danjun of the generation, naturally lived a fairy-like life like drinking morning dew, morning dew, and evening meals, riding cranes on wind and clouds, and traveling around the world. Only he himself knows that this life has never stopped In a few days, whenever I have any free time, I will use it to wipe this big brother's ass.
This time when he came to the Nether Temple, he was afraid that leaving Situ Yunqi in Danjun Valley would cause him trouble again, so he brought him with him, but he didn't expect this guy to be so outspoken: there are so many people around, you just "the second, the second!" "Called, please, I am Lord Dan, a person among the gods in the hearts of countless saints, you make me very embarrassed, okay?
Situ Yunmiao sometimes even thinks that when Situ Yunqi's life essence is exhausted one day, he will be completely liberated. Who knew that this old oil bottle not only successfully passed the ten thousand year life limit, but also became more energetic as he lived, jumping up and down all day long, and even himself was envious when he saw it.
"I don't want to call your second son, is it called eldest brother? It's a pity, who made me born earlier than you, the order of seniority cannot be broken, and I can't help it. Second, your life will be like this anyway, accept your fate Go." Situ Yunqi said triumphantly, with a very mean smile on his face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com