In Charge of Heaven

Two youths from the God King Realm who had hidden their bodies and turned into human forms flew across to Ji Haotian. They all looked arrogant and domineering.

Among them, the tall and burly youth of the Yuwu tribe asked proudly: "Ji Haotian, how many congenital imperial artifacts do you have? What are their names?"

Ji Haotian said indifferently: "I have eight congenital imperial artifacts, called Elohim Eight Emperor Artifacts, what's wrong?"

The eyes of the two alien youths lit up when they heard the words, and their mouths watered.

The young man of the Xiezhi tribe with a single horn on his head coughed dryly, raised his head proudly, and shouted, "Boy, we both have taken a fancy to your Elohim Eight Emperor Artifact, take it out and give it to us!"

The young man of the Wuwu tribe also shouted arrogantly: "That's right, we have taken a fancy to the Elohim Eight Emperor Artifacts, you, a mere child of the Star God Realm, is not worthy of having these eight Innate Emperor Artifacts, and offer them immediately Come up, otherwise you will be doomed today and die!"

Ji Haotian ignored the two youths from the alien beast tribe. He looked at the three gods of Hongtian and asked, "Have you ever eaten 梼杌肉 and Xiezhi meat?"

The three of them were taken aback when they heard the words, and shook their heads.

Lu Yingbo asked: "Where have we eaten such a peerless delicacy, what are you asking?"

Ji Haotian smiled and said: "Lu Yingbo, Peng Yijie, I'll treat you to grilled 梼杌 meat and stewed Xie Zhi meat later, and drink the best wine. How about you two promise me one thing?"

The eyes of the two of them lit up when they heard the words, and their mouths watered.

Peng Yijie asked excitedly: "What do you want us to promise you? As long as it's not too much, we can promise you for the sake of grilled 梼杌 meat, stewed Xiezhi meat and peerless wine."

Ji Haotian said with a smile: "This matter is very simple, not too much, we will chat later while drinking and eating meat, now I will get these two pieces of peerless delicacy first!"

As the words fell, he suddenly crazily burned a large amount of top-grade divine crystals as the original force, destroying forty-nine primordial treasures, forty-nine characters of Heavenly Dao!

The forty-nine characters of the way of heaven, forty-nine pieces of grandmist treasures, are the forty-nine drops of blood essence of the ruler of the last chaotic era, which have evolved through endless years in the chaos of the primordial realm, and contain forty-nine kinds of transcendental and supreme grand dao techniques ——The forty-nine techniques of Tiandao, the fifty avenues, and the forty-nine Tianyan, from this.

The forty-nine characters of the way of heaven are: whole, nothing, grand, mixed, existence, fate, cause, wish, wheel, creation, destruction, time, space, life, death, eternity, limit, origin, teaching, truth, end, Object, annihilation, fixation, change, tearing, freezing, swallowing, self, ranking, leveling, judging, judging, merit, transportation, transformation, peeling, soul, acting, capturing, sealing, moving, concealing, fighting, killing, swearing, Rescue, enlighten, unify.

The colorful, mysterious, and mighty Heavenly Dao Forty-Nine, with the momentum of thunder, bombarded the souls of the two alien youths like a **** bombardment!

Not long after, the two youths of the alien beast race were blasted out of their original forms by forty-nine primordial treasures without any resistance. Their souls were all blown away, leaving only two huge beast bodies!

Ji Haotian withdrew the forty-nine characters of the way of heaven, took the dead Wuwu and Xiezhi into his inner world, and brought the excited Hongtian three gods to fly to an ancient tree at the foot of the mountain in Dafang City, Nanshan.

Everyone set up the grill and fire frame together, plucked the hair and skin of the 梼杌 and Xiezhi, removed the internal organs, and after washing them, Peng Yijie, a chef who is proficient in cooking, started to grill the 梼杌 meat on the grill. Stew Haechi meat in a big iron pot.

Grilling and stewing meat with divine fire, not long after, the aroma of barbecue and stewed meat began to spread, and the tangy meat aroma was mouth-watering.

The four of them sat around the grill and the big iron pot one after another. Ji Haotian took out more than a dozen jars of Vientiane wine and fine nectar and jade liquid wine, and the four of them happily drank from big bowls, chomping down on the meat, and not thinking about it.

During the period of drinking and eating meat, Ji Haotian told the experience of the God of Medicine Hua Jingke to the God of Craftsman and the God of Cooking, hoping that the two of them can help find the high-level magic medicine that can heal the wounds of the soul,

The two agreed.

The four young people talked about speculations, and they exchanged cups and drank happily, and they drank for a whole night.

The next morning, when the meat was gone and the wine was gone, the four of them started to wander around Nanshan Dafang City together.

Only high-level magic medicines can have an effect on Huajingke's soul trauma, and the ones sold in Dafang City are only low-level magic medicines and a small amount of mid-level magic medicines, which are useless to Huajingke's soul trauma, so he didn't buy them either.

The four wandered around Dafang City, but found nothing exciting.

Cooking God Peng Yijie said to the three of them: "The headquarters of the Alchemist Association is located in the Yaowang Mountain in the Yaowang City. There are three soul-cultivating trees in the Yaowang Mountain. They are the treasures of the town council of the Alchemist Association. The soul fruit is a high-level magic medicine that can heal the wounds of the soul. However, the soul-nourishing fruit on the three soul-nourishing trees in Yaowang Mountain has not yet matured, and the effect of the immature soul-nourishing fruit is only equivalent to the middle-level magic medicine. However, the soul-nourishing tree It is equivalent to a king-level magic medicine, but if Hua Jing devours and refines a soul-cultivating tree, his soul wounds should be healed!"

Hua Jingke's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and then he said with a wry smile: "The Alchemist Guild only has three Soul Cultivation Trees, which are the treasures of the town council. The old guy will definitely go crazy!"

Ji Haotian smiled and said: "If you go crazy, go crazy, don't you still have two soul-cultivating sacred trees? The soul-cultivating sacred tree is a king-level magic medicine. After you devour it and refine it, the wounds of your soul should be able to heal. We don't care about that anymore. Let's go to Medicine King City!"

Hua Jingke nodded.