Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

Yang Mei's face was full of admiration: "Farther Daoist, if I say that I am not satisfied, won't I be blasted to dust when I am in the Chaos Thunder Tribulation?"

Ye Fan: "Okay, just satisfied."

After speaking, there is no more text.

Yang Mei held back for a long time and said, "Daoist Ye Fan, I don't know when you will leave?"

Ye Fan pretended to be confused: "Leave? Where to go?"

Yang Mei stared at him dumbfounded: "Daoist, you said before that you want to open a branch hall in Minecraft, you..."

Ye Fan suddenly said: "Oh~ It turned out to be this thing. It's easy to talk about. When will Dao Fellow Yang Mei set off?"

Daxian Yang Mei breathed a sigh of relief: "Friend Daoist is really a wonderful person. When Daoist Hongjun comes out, we will leave. The sooner the better."

Good guy, Yang Mei is really anxious.

It seems that his world continues to improve his overall strength, otherwise it won't be the case.

Ye Fan nodded, and said: "Okay, I will explain a few words to my disciple, Daoist friends wait."

"Don't worry!" Yang Mei couldn't help rubbing his palms together, but he said the opposite.

Ye Fan shook his head and recruited his nine major disciples to his side, saying: "I want to go out and leave it to you here. Of course, I will also leave my clone here. If anything happens, Just report it directly."

"Master, are you going to leave?" Luo Xingyun had no warning, suddenly his face was crying, tears began to brew in his eyes.

Ye Fan glanced at him, good fellow, really professional, you graduated from drama school, right?

I won't watch any acting without you in the future.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and patted Luo Xingyun's head: "Don't come to this set, I'm just going out the door, not dead, I'll behave again and be confined!"

When Luo Xingyun heard that he was going to be confined, he immediately smiled and said, "No, Master, I thought you were not coming back!"

The surrounding apprentices were all amused by Luo Xingyun, and Ye Fan looked at the apprentice Chigong.

"Aka Palace, you are a big brother, if there is something, lead them to solve it, you know?"

Chigong wore a white robe, the stars flickered in his eyes, and said, "Yes, Master, don't worry!"

"Well, there are nine of you in the three-layer casting temple, each of you is responsible for the first floor, and the remaining six can go out and practice on their own, rotating once every 100 years."

"Yes, disciple knows!" The nine major disciples nodded together. They sometimes find it quite boring to be here for a long time.

It's better to go to the human world and take a look around.

"Okay, just say so much, let's go away!"

"The disciple retire!"

...

Ye Fan looked at Hongjun who had come out, and said, "Daoist Hongjun, why do you look like this?"

Hongjun pointed at Yang Mei with trembling hands, seemingly angry and wanting to laugh.

"Friend Yang Mei, you actually cheated me like this, you are an old and disrespectful fellow."

Yang Mei glanced at Hongjun, disapproving of what he said: "Daoist Hongjun, you are wrong. My actual age is not as old as you. When you were in the chaos, I was still a sapling! "

Ye Fan felt the aura of the Immortal Principles exuding from Hongjun, and nodded. It seems that Hongjun has benefited the most at the moment!

It's a step away from the Intermediate Chaos Saint.

The whole person is like a black hole, deeper.

"It seems that you have gained a lot."

"Thanks to fellow Daoists, otherwise I, a person who has just transcended the Dao of Heaven, doesn't know when I can truly wander in the chaos."

Hongjun said very modestly.

The last time he went to chaos was the first time he surpassed the realm of heaven. Although he didn't encounter any difficulties and obstacles, it was quite difficult to walk in chaos.

The use of magical powers is even more obscure.

But now it is different. He feels that he can now appear directly in the place he has been in the chaos, such as moving to the old lair of Great Immortal Yang Mei in an instant.

Yang Mei looked at Ye Fan and asked, "Friends, can you leave now?"

Hongjun: "Have you discussed it?"

He had thought that Yang Mei had the intention of letting the Temple of Casting settle in his world, but he didn't expect that the two of them had negotiated with him behind their backs.

Yang Mei nodded and said: "This is natural, don't worry, I'm just showing fellow Taoist Ye Fan to visit the world I created. Don't be so nervous!"

Hongjun's eyelids sank: "No!"

Ye Fan said with a smile: "Let's go!"

The three of them suddenly disappeared into the casting temple.

And Ye Fan's clone appeared on the cloud-filled cloud bed, continuing to stare at the revenue on the system panel, grinning lightly from time to time.

"Master?" Taishang Laojun sensed a trace of spatial fluctuations, and looked at the place where Hongjun had just disappeared in confusion, with surprise on his face.

"Master?" The Great Master Xuandu who was behind him looked at his master in doubt as much.

"Well, it's nothing!" Tai Shang walked to the front of Yuan, and said: "I just heard the person who came up said that something big happened on the second floor."

Yuanshi Tianzun touched his newly-grown white hair: "I also heard that the corpse of Zhunti is going to be sanctified?"

Guang Chengzi interrupted and said, "Could it be fake?"

The Lord Tongtian glanced at him faintly, and Guang Chengzi instantly felt a heavy pressure on him.

His legs and feet softened, hiding behind Yuanshi Tianzun's stretch.

Tongtian withdrew the pressure, and then said: "The two westerners were sneaky and disappeared here anxiously. I know there is something tricky. This news is almost always true."

Tai Shang: "There is an extra saint in the West, which is not good for us!"

"That's not necessarily!" Yuan Shi Tianzun had just thought about the expressions of the two of them. Maybe there was something they didn't understand.

The first and fifth chapters are the saints

Cast the second floor of the temple.