"Fieldo, see what you are, is it the source of life?" Luo Changqing and Gais said quickly.

Fei'erduo shook his head. The green water collected by the spiritual palm had been put into a bottle by him and handed it to Jiang Daoli: "Although this water contains strong vitality, it is only equivalent to a high-quality life-saving pill."

Jiang Daoli glanced and his expression slightly condensed: "What Feierduo said is right. This is not the source of life. However, this is the essence extracted from countless corpses, which deprive them of their vitality and refine them into the water of life, which is suitable for healing."

"Deprive life? So many corpses and the strange formation, is it possible that they are really refining the source of life?" Shocked and shocked, poured into the minds of several people.

Jiang Daoli fell into silence. Why did Zhang Sanfeng put the treasure in this place? Is there such a secret in the other four places?

"This matter needs to be investigated in detail. Let's leave now." Jiang Daoli said.

The other people nodded, followed Jiang Daoli, and opened the door to leave.

The dirty world, endless corpses, and the refined water of life are almost the same as the birth of the source of life. Jiang Daoli also suspected that this was a place where some powerful man had previously refined the source of life.

"It seems that it is necessary to go to the other four places to see it." Jiang Daoli thought to himself.

Zhang Sanfeng marked these five red dots, all of which were left with spatial coordinates, but the red dot at the center was the largest. Could it be that he was telling him that this place was the most dangerous?

In a while of doubt, the few people separated, and the bottle of water of life was put away by Jiang Daoli.

"Forget it, let Zhang Sanfeng give a lecture now."

After saying that, Jiang Daoli pulled Zhang Sanfeng into the small class.

Ding, the little driver invited Zhang Sanfeng to join the small training class.

"Immortal King-level powerful."

"I'm here. I miss you so much. I haven't seen the great immortal for a long time."

"Daxian, why haven't you come to give a lecture for so long?"

Many monks asked.

Zhang Sanfeng could only smile bitterly, is it because I didn’t come? I wish I could come every day, but it also depends on whether the old driver and the young driver agreed.

The old driver was fine, but he didn't care who gave lectures, but the little driver couldn't do it. Last time he cheated the little driver, he almost completely blocked him.

"Everyone, wait a moment. My disciples are also in the small class. I have something to hand over to him, so don't snatch it." Zhang Sanfeng said.

"We must rob it, but we don't have the gift." Ailier said with dissatisfaction.

"Yes, of course, there are you, but this is the secret of the master. First, let me explain to my disciples, and then you will be your gift." Zhang Sanfeng said.

"The great immortal is wise, long live the great immortal."

Suddenly, the monks exclaimed.

Jiang Daoli watched quietly, waiting to grab the red envelope.

The moment Zhang Xianxing came out, he was already very excited: "Master, what instructions do you have? You must do it first."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Xianxing. His supernatural powers were so weak. I wonder if he could do it or not. Can he accomplish that? Could he still bother the driver?

After thinking about it, Zhang Sanfeng sent a red envelope.

Zhang Xianxing quickly accepted and said, "Thank you, Master, I will definitely work hard to practice and ascend to the fairy world as soon as possible to see you."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, nodded softly, and said, "Okay, here are everyone's gifts, all of them are all."

Ma Dan, after looking at the group members, Zhang Sanfeng felt heartbroken. There were too many people.

The little driver is the same. Why are you adding so many people to the group? You are just cheating on the immortals.

Ding, Zhang Sanfeng sent a red envelope.

Jiang Daoli snatched it instantly, and a pot of spiritual wine.

I sighed, I was so stingy. It was just spiritual wine. It was OK to take it below the demigod, but it was not possible to take it above the demigod.

Wan Suifeng, who had just joined the group, looked at Lingjiu with a wry smile. He was a demigod, and it was useless to ask for it, so he threw it to Wan Qiulin.

Carlot and Feierduo also looked helpless. It was useless for them to take it, so they threw it to the driver and Alice.

"Ahem, Zhenren Zhang, you are the Immortal King." Jiang Daoli coughed dryly and typed unhappily.

Zhang Sanfeng felt a little heartbroken, you little driver, you think about killing me every day, but the little driver spoke up, it would be impossible not to give face.

If you don’t give face today, let alone lectures in the future, it will be difficult for the immortals to survive.

After thinking about it, Zhang Sanfeng sent another red envelope: "This is for a few demigod friends, well, there are also little drivers."

Jiang Daoli dared to bet that the last half of the sentence was definitely said with gritted teeth.

Carlot and others immediately smiled happily and quickly grabbed the red envelope.

Ding, you grab Zhang Sanfeng's red envelope, a semi-artifact-level inner armor, which is inviolable from water and fire, and is difficult to damage by swords and swords. Additional formations can block the full attack of the semi-god-level strong man.

What a good thing, Jiang Daoli was overjoyed.

The other few people, either semi-divine artifacts or a few immortal fruits, have gained a lot.

Wan Suifeng was so excited that he almost trembled. He was indeed a god, worthy of being a small class. Thinking about the colleges in the local world, and then thinking about the small class. I went there. The local college was really awkward.

This small class is so arrogant, what about the more arrogant elite group of cultivation? Can’t I release immortal weapons? I’m so excited to think about it. I must work hard to practice and enter the elite group as soon as possible.

This time, not only Wan Suifeng, a demigod, but also several demigods with strong combat power. Although they are worse than Wan Suifeng, among the demigods, they are also an elite level.

Wan Suifeng, if it weren't for his own accumulation, it would be hard to say who the champion would be.

"Okay, class starts, everyone sit down. Class time is time, no speech is allowed. If you have any questions, I will ask you after I finish talking."

Zhang Sanfeng spoke.

Now that small classes are used to teaching, Jiang Daoli is too lazy to turn on the ban, so he just said this.

Zhang Sanfeng was not talking about Tai Chi Immortal Tao this time, but only talked about some of the principles of heaven and earth, his own insights on cultivation. These are more powerful than the Tai Chi Immortal Tao.

King Carloth, after listening to the demigod, was quite useful. Not to mention breaking through the bottleneck, at least he had made great efforts. If he had the ultimate truth of heaven and earth every day, I believe that these demigods could be crowned kings in no time.

Jiang Daoli yawned, okay, it’s still useless, and he doesn’t understand at all.

The demigod Wan Suifeng was fascinated by listening to it. He instantly understood the difficult problems he had not solved before, and felt like he was clearing the clouds and seeing the sun.

Wan Qiulin did not win the championship this time, and his ancestors did not win the championship either, but Wan Suifeng is now very satisfied with being able to join the small class.

Not only them, but also other demigods and some genius monks, originally felt that they had not won the championship and had not entered the elite group, and they were still a little emotional.

But now, when I heard Zhang Sanfeng's lecture, I suddenly had no emotions. I only sighed in my heart, but fortunately I didn't have a stupid rejection.

While they were giving lectures, the legend of the martial arts conference began to spread in the Three Thousand Worlds. Jiang Daoli also compiled a record of the Three Thousand Worlds and sent it to the Three Thousand Worlds, and some worlds where they knew the coordinates of the space.

The ranking of the three thousand world demigods, the ranking of the immortal realm, and until the ranking of the Taoist fruit realm, well, make them all legends.

If one day, these monks step into the starry sky, then meet, ask, who is XX, and then reply, hold the grass, have you also read the three thousand martial arts records?
Chapter completed!