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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-fifth: God Asks Immortals(1/2)

Fuyao Palace.

Fairy Mountain, the Divine Palace, and the beautiful girl in her hands, the squandering wealth and supreme power are at your fingertips.

Wang Qilang has reached the peak of his life.

But is he the kind of person who becomes corrupt and degenerate once he gains power and becomes rich in front of everyone?

He will shut the door.

At this moment, the entire fairy mountain was blocked by clouds to prevent anyone from going up the mountain to disturb him.

The killing child, the old man in the seat of Wang Qilang, the old man in the curse, the child in the paper, and the Dragon King Bai Yuyi sat on one side. Luo Hao, the disciple of the Tianjian Zhenren, and some familiar senior brothers were also present.

They are all old acquaintances before opening the mountain gate, and everyone can be relaxed when they get together.

Wang Qilang invited guests today to display some of the rare treasures of the Western Regions and the Tuluo that he had collected, and enjoyed them with his brothers.

The fairy children and maids in the fairy palace walked out one after another, holding various strange objects or carrying strange treasures into the hall.

Let the brothers broaden their knowledge and create an atmosphere at the same time.

"Is this the spiritual fantasy mando in the Western Regions? I heard that taking a suck has half the chance of being poisoned, and half the chance of being able to realize the Tao and comprehend the magic." A senior brother walked down from the table and looked like he really wanted to go up and take a suck.

Immediately I was caught by my junior brother beside me.

"It cannot be used."

"This half chance can make people die."

Then a pot of magic grass growing on flesh and blood was carried by the fairy boy and turned around in the palace: "This is the black zombie grass of the Quanluo Kingdom. If swallowed, it is said that it can turn into a corpse general and can also retain spiritual intelligence."

"Is this the painting of the Ten Kingdoms of Demon Land? This demon cultivator was able to draw demon spirits into it and control demon spirits as slaves. It is really incredible." The methods of controlling monsters are also available in the Jiuzhou of the Central Plains, but they are not mainstream, and they are not as exquisite as the Ten Kingdoms of Demon Lands.

While admiring various strange things, seven or eight kinds of Yin Gods, Yang God-level magic medicines, spiritual wine that can nourish the soul, and the flesh of monsters that nourish the body are sent one after another.

The atmosphere was exaggerated to the extreme, and the brothers present were all dumbfounded.

"Sir, Master!"

"This is enough to help us let go of eating!"

"I came here with an empty stomach today. I won't go back if I don't eat enough."

Many of these things are not rare, but they cannot enjoy them like this on weekdays.

"Fire Soul Pill?"

"This is the best elixir of the Yang Shen when he practiced the Five Elements Spell. I happened to be stuck on the Fire Act recently. I thank the Master for his good intentions."

"It's not just the fire movement, but today the Five Elements Spiritual Pills are all gathered." Someone opened several other boxes.

"Divine Spirit? The last time my master and his elder brother held a banquet, I took a small sip."

"What kind of meat is this? I'll be full in one bite."

Before the brothers present started eating, they opened the boxes and looked at the plates one by one, and distinguished what these were.

Wang Qilang also saw them hiding some pills in their sleeves, and seemed reluctant to take some on the spot.

I am going to take it back and enjoy it slowly, or bring it to other familiar junior brothers and sisters.

On the main seat.

Wang Qilang picked up the wine glass and stood up: "Drink, eat, eat."

"There are no outsiders today, and everyone has let go of eating and drinking."

"Dear brothers, don't be polite to me."

Wang Qilang is not a person who likes treasures in stock. He advocates that there is wine today and that he is drunk today.

If you have any good things and like, you must play and drink enough, and spend it cleanly at one time.

More importantly, these things are basically useless at Wang Qilang's current stage.

It is simply useless to put it in the warehouse. It is also a beautiful thing to be able to share it with your fellow brothers.

Luo Hao took two sips and lay on the ground with his face supporting.

The other hand tapped the dining plate with chopsticks and said.

"well!"

“Wine and food.”

"It feels tasteless without singing and dancing!"

Wang Qilang pointed at Luo Hao and said, "You have high requirements!"

After saying that, he threw down the chopsticks on the table and turned into a group of gorgeous women.

Wang Qilang is now more skillful than theirs using the methods used by the elders.

An older brother laughed: "I heard that the song of colorful clothes and feathers in Yangjing has been popular recently, so I invited the palace musicians to let the brothers see it."

He blew his breath and the beads in his hand suddenly collapsed.

Each bead emits light and becomes a musician floating in the air, picking up the instrument in his hand and playing it.

The inner room of the hall is full of peace, and laughter is endless.

At the beginning of the New Year, Wang Qilang was still busy in the Quanluo Kingdom.

Now it's been made up.

Under the illusory sunset of the thirty-sixth heaven, the hazy crescent moon rose to the peaks.

The guests in the hall also said goodbye to Wang Qilang one by one and dispersed. At this time, Wang Qilang seemed to suddenly find something and looked outside the palace.

He stood up with a wine pot and disappeared into the hall.

As expected.

Wang Qilang saw Ning Qingyao looking out from outside.

The little guy stood on tiptoe at the front door, looking to go in and see if there is any leftover delicious food and drink, but he was afraid of meeting Wang Qilang.

Children like to watch the fun and are greedy.

But she is currently in a confinement, afraid that Wang Qilang will punish her again.

But he didn't expect the eldest brother to come out from behind.

"Ning Erya!"

Wang Qilang shouted, frightening Ning Qingyao and squatted on the ground.

The little girl stood up and saw that it was Wang Qilang, and she immediately pouted.

"Senior brother, you scared me again."

Wang Qilang deliberately looked stern: "Why did you run out?"

"Have you copied the Dan Herb Sutra twenty times?"

"I know how to play all day long and not practice Taoism seriously, how can I become a great person in the future."

"Your senior brother, I read at night with candles, hanging my beam and thorning my thighs, so I finally got the present..."

Ning Qingyao's pouting mouth was even more powerful, as if you don't lie to me anymore.

"I heard from the senior brothers at the Lord Peak that the senior brother was punished the most by Elder Lu because he did not practice seriously."

"The elders said it too."

"Your cultivation level is rising soaring, and it has nothing to do with asceticism."

Wang Qilang immediately attacked such a yellow-haired girl who dared to question her division commander.

"Come twenty more novels of the strange ambitions of mountains and seas."

“I supervise it myself.”

He caught Ning Qingyao and went back, lit a lamp and asked him to try his best to copy the scriptures.

Ning Qingyao has already entered the threshold for Fang Xiandao's fundamental magic.

Moreover, Ning Qingyao's talent for alchemy has begun to be highlighted.

The advanced alchemy technique is often not related to cultivation. The requirements for talent, magic tools and resources are the most important.

Ning Qingyao has the talent for plant and tree elixirs and control of spiritual fire, the lack of inherited magic weapon, the Fangxian Ding, to improve her cultivation, and various endless spiritual materials in Fuyao Palace for her to practice.

The pills he has refined recently are still quite good and have been recognized by many disciples of the Immortal Sect.

"Your spiritual pill is fine."

“It tastes good.”

Wang Qilang chewed it twice and exclaimed.

He pointed to the Fang Xian Cauldron placed aside and asked.

"How is the sacrifice and refining of the Fang Xian Cauldron? Has the inheritance weapon spirit taught you any immortal formula?"
To be continued...
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