To be honest, Yin Dong was quite strange. His formation Dao Xiaobai, who was taught by the great master of Shell, could only portray a kind of four-nine Guiyuan Formation, but it was a trick that traveled all over the sky.
Later, he learned it without any knowledge and drew a copy of the ancient altar, which actually had a teleportation function, which was also very magical.
Yin Dong even felt that he was afraid that he would not have Su Hui!
Of course, Su Hui and other things are impossible. Otherwise, before he was reborn, he would not have divorced his wife and children, and he would have died so frustrated and miserable.
He thought it was the work of the old sage master. The sloppy old Taoist priest was able to change his fate by changing his disciples against the will of heaven. It was originally an unpredictable opportunity for gods and ghosts to make such a move.
"Awesome, my master!"
At this moment, Yin Dong couldn't help but praise his master again.
Even the son of the previous election of Heaven had to spend a lot of resource points to enter the Tianji Universe. He exchanged space capsules from the trading market. The ancient imitation altar he portrayed could open a teleportation array from the clan battlefield to the northern wilderness of the Tianji Universe. He could teleport people without spending resource points.
And it's a real teleportation!
Doesn’t this mean that the imitation version of the ancient altar that is not expensive is more convenient and easy to use than the space capsule that spends huge amounts of money to exchange for?
"As a master these days, what's better than having a master!"
Yin Dong was extremely moved. He couldn't fight for his father, but he could fight for his master!
This master of his family is so amazing. Sun Wukong is a little bitched and can’t get out of the palm of Tathagata Buddha. But now he comes out of Dawan Village, more than one hundred and eight thousand miles away, and is still holding it in his master’s palm!
But Yin Dong was not disgusted and felt glad.
After hearing this, Hu Chun was a little confused. He didn't understand how his brain circuit turned, and why did he suddenly become a traitor and get involved in Master Pin?
Even if he didn't understand, he continued: "That's right."
Yin Dong sighed: "I can grow rapidly and achieve today's achievements. My own efforts are one aspect, but Master's contributions must not be erased. They are all arranged by Master. Otherwise, I am afraid I am still staying in Dawan Village!"
"That's not. Even if you haven't practiced, you will fight with General Ling when the sky spirit energy recovers." Hu Chun had strong confidence in Yin Dong.
Yin Dong laughed silently.
Forget it, he won’t belittle himself and don’t think about whether he can survive the natural disasters that come after the fall of the Blue Star Red Light natural disasters!
In any case, he had a good master and grew up quickly. Even if he was regarded as a pawn by his master, he would still be a pawn useful to the human race!
On the battlefield of the tribe, the sky was blue, and the water washed away the sky, and there was no cloud on the sky. The sun was sprinkled on the ground, the sun was above the head, the water was steaming under the feet, and there was not even the wind.
The big red lanterns floating out of the colorful world are still floating out, flying without wind, and are reflected by the sun as flying flames.
In the sunshine, when the big red lanterns fell around the original land of the Chosen Sons, the lanterns burned, and zombies made a scream and jumped out of the flames.
Chapter completed!