Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills Chapter 223

  Chapter 223 Suddenly Rich! Goodbye lover! (6800 words big cup)

  Inland sea.

  Liangyi Island, Tianjie Mountain Yinyang Hall Spirit Point, Patriarch Hall.

  Here stands the longevity tablets of the pseudo-supernatural realm powerhouses of the Yin-Yang Temple.

  As for the Supernatural Realm, it is a peerless powerhouse who can go straight into the cave, and the cards are all in the heavenly cave.

   "Squeak."

  A middle-aged man in purple clothes, less than 1.7 meters tall, pushed the door in. With a shiny head, a short stature, and a chubby face, with curved eyebrows and slender eyes, he looked like Maitreya Buddha.

  This person is at least 80% similar to Zhao Wuxiu in appearance, the only obvious difference is that he is half a head taller than Zhao Wuxiu.

  The person who came was Zhao Wuxiu's elder brother Zhao Wuji.

  Last time, the two brothers, Huo Lingtao and Hua Yuanwu from the Martial God League, and Ying Xuan from the Holy Palace besieged the blood mosquito.

  In order to protect his younger brother Zhao Wuxiu, Zhao Wuji was injured by a blood mosquito and lost a lot of blood.

  He adjusted his breath for nearly a year before he basically recovered.

   "It seems that my longevity tablet is about to shatter." Zao Wou-ki looked at the longevity tablets placed in front of him, dazed.

  The Longevity Tablets placed here all have a trace of their spiritual thoughts, whether they die at the end of their lives or die unexpectedly, their spiritual thoughts will disappear together, causing the Longevity Tablets to shatter.

  The longevity tablets in the bottom row have been broken, which means that the pseudo-supernatural power enshrined above has passed away.

  The loss of essence and blood directly affected Zhao Wuji's lifespan. Originally, he could live for more than a hundred years, but now he is afraid that he can barely live for another six years.

  He directly became the pseudo-supernatural realm with the least remaining lifespan.

   "Sigh, eight hundred years of penance, but in the end it was nothing." Zhao Wou-ki sighed.

He and his younger brother are the fourth generation of true disciples who were moved from the Yin Yang Palace to Neihai. Because of their outstanding talents, they went straight to the cave, and later, they were favored by Yuan Xiyu, the master of the cave, and became his registered disciples. .

  However, when they reached the perfection of Qisha in their early hundred years of age, the teacher told them that with their strength, even in the cave, the probability of surviving the catastrophe of supernatural powers would not exceed 20%.

  It took more than 700 years for the two of them to cultivate to the sixth rank of pseudo-supernatural powers, and they are the most ineffective among the real disciples in charge.

   If you can't become supernatural powers, everything is false.

  Niying was able to obtain the "Reincarnation Edict" from Zhenren Zhangjiao because she is a pseudo-supernatural power of nine turns. If she reincarnates and repairs again, the probability of achieving supernatural powers in the next life will greatly increase.

  Many supernatural powers in the major cave worlds have taken this step.

  But they are only six-turn pseudo-supernatural powers, even if the real person in charge is their teacher, they can't give them two copies of the "Reincarnation Edict" for personal gain.

   "Crack!"

   Just when Zao Wou-ki was lamenting the ruthlessness of time and reminiscing about the turbulent years in the past, a crisp sound brought him back to his senses.

"This is?"

  Zhao Wou-ki followed the prestige, and there was a crack in the longevity tablet placed in the penultimate row on the far left.

  The three big characters "Zhu Yannian" on the top were originally glowing with divine light, but they quickly dimmed at this moment. With the appearance of the first crack, dense cracks appeared on the entire longevity tablet in one breath, criss-crossing like a spider web.

  From the appearance of the crack to the complete disappearance of the divine light on the longevity tablet, the whole process took less than two breaths.

   "I wish the old ghost is dead?!" Zhao Wou-ki's eyes widened with disbelief.

  Some time ago, Zhu Yannian left Dongtian and came to Yinyang Hall. After meeting Zhu Zijia, a junior of the Zhu family, he left Neihai directly.

   Said that he was going to find a precious elixir for Zhu Ziframe to take.

   Unexpectedly, in just over a month, he died!

  Zhao Wuji's face sank like water, and he shouted towards the outside of the hall: "Come here!"

   "Old Ancestor." A respectful voice came from outside the door.

  A slender young man with handsome features appeared outside the hall. He was dressed in a robe with gold silk embroidered on a white background and a long sword on his waist. His aura was extraordinary and refined.

  The person who came was He Zhongyuan, one of the top ten true disciples.

  The top ten true disciples generally need to take turns to clean the Patriarch Hall for a month, so that they can receive the teachings of the Supreme Elder at close range, and at the same time, they can practice close to the spiritual acupoint and enjoy a more intense aura.

   "Go and ring the Liangyi bell to summon all the disciples in the sect. Twenty-seven strikes!" Zhao Wou-ki said in a deep voice.

   "Twenty-seven blows!" He Zhongyuan's complexion changed suddenly.

  Generally, the Liangyi clock outside the Zhenzhuan Hall will be struck only when a major event occurs, such as the Zhenchuan Grand Competition, but it will only strike nine times.

   Twenty-seven strokes coincide with the number of supernatural powers.

  Only when there is a catastrophe when the door is destroyed, or when there is a shocking change in the door, will there be twenty-seven knocks.

   "Go."

"yes."

  He Zhongyuan immediately bowed and retreated, and rushed to the Zhenchuan Hall.

  Deng Tiancheng.

  Inner City.

  Han house.

  After Lu Yingxuan returned with Xu Ling and Lu Yi, she stayed here.

  They hope that when Han Zhao returns, they can meet as soon as possible.

   At this time, in the backyard.

  Xu Lingzheng was sitting in front of the stone table, leaning on his chin with one hand, in a daze.

  Lu Yi was lying on the rattan chair in the corridor, squinting his eyes, eating melon seeds, while the old **** was basking in the sun.

  Zhang Mudie sat next to him, handing him tea and pastries from time to time.

  Lu Yingxuan was wearing the white slim warrior uniform left over from the Yuanchang Mansion Martial Arts Academy period, holding a bright silver sword, flashing and moving in the courtyard, waving the sword airtightly, making a formidable sound.

   "Yingxuan, take a break." Lu Yi opened his eyes and glanced at Lu Yingxuan.

   "Father, I'm not tired." Lu Yingxuan responded, but the movements of her hands were not slow at all.

   "You're not tired, I'm tired! You're full of energy now, and the cold wind is blowing in the yard when you swing this sword. I can't bear it, old man." Lu Yi said angrily.

   "Then I'll go out to practice." Lu Yingxuan put the sword back into its sheath, and walked out of the courtyard.

   "Your master told you to calm down and cultivate your energy. Why are you so restless? Boy Han is so kind, you can't think about food and drink?" Lu Yi shook his head and laughed.

   "Okay, Yingxuan is in such a hurry, and you still make fun of her." Zhang Mudie patted Lu Yi's arm.

   "When this kid comes back, the old man will ask him to worship with you and Lingling to get married, and the three of them will go back to the cave together!" Lu Yi said seriously.

  Lu Yingxuan's cheeks were reddish, a little shy, but she still responded: "It's all up to Dad."

   "Look, I'm in charge again at this time!" Lu Yi looked at Zhang Mudie.

"Miss!"

  At this time, Dong Jin came to the backyard, saluted Xu Ling respectfully, and then saluted the others.

   "Zhu Ziframe from the Zhu family has come to visit Miss Lu again."

   "No see!" Lu Yingxuan directly refused.

   "The Zhu family is not weak, your master is about to re-cultivate, it is not wise to offend the Zhu family," Lu Yi mused.

   "If you don't see it, you don't see it." Lu Yingxuan insisted: "I know what that person is thinking, and I can only let him know my attitude by directly refusing."

   "If that's the case, then you make up your own mind." Lu Yi nodded and stopped talking. He was doing it for his daughter's sake, but he also respected her opinion.

   "Let's say that the senior sister is practicing in closed doors and has no time to meet guests. If he has self-knowledge, he will understand." Xu Ling instructed.

"yes."

  Dong Jin bowed and left the backyard.

  She came to the gate of the front yard and told Zhu Ziframe's servants what Xu Ling said.

  The servant ran to the luxurious carriage parked outside the door and relayed the story to Zhu Ziframe.

   "Crack!"

  There was a crisp sound in the carriage, followed by Zhu Ziframe's indifferent voice.

   "Go back home."

   "Yes." The servant sat in the front of the carriage and turned the direction of the carriage.

  In the carriage, Zhu Ziframe was holding a piece of rosewood chair corner in his hands, and the corner of the chair turned into powder with a light squeeze.

   "I don't know how to praise, when the ancestor kills Han Zhao, I want to see what you do"

  clang! clang! clang!

  The distant bell resounded throughout the sky of Liangyi Island.

  Zhu Ziframe frowned when he heard the bell.

  However, "Dang Dang Dang" sounded again and again, and his face changed.

   "How is this possible?" Zhu Ziframe suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He opened the curtain, looked at the servant driving the car, and said in a deep voice, "Ah San, how many noises are there?"

   "Responding to the words of the third son, there are a total of twenty-seven." The servant said quickly.

   "It's really twenty-seven?!" Zhu Ziframe's face tightened, how could he not count, it was just a coincidence!

   "Go to Tianjie Mountain immediately! Hurry up!"

  Zhu Ziframe's voice sank, a little anxious.

   "Yes!" The servant turned around again and galloped on the main road in the inner city. Pedestrians on the road backed away one after another, causing a lot of trouble along the way.

   "Damn! Who is this?"

   "Driving so fast on the main road? Rush to the funeral!"

   Several pedestrians who were almost knocked down pointed at the direction in which the carriage was leaving and cursed.

   "Shut up! You don't want to live anymore! That's the Zhu family's carriage. The driver is Ah San, the servant of the third son of the Zhu family. The third son of the Zhu family is a true disciple of the Yin Yang Palace!"

  The warrior on the side lowered his voice.

   "The Yinyang Palace struck the Liangyi bell, and it still rings twenty-seven times. Couldn't it be that alien races are going to attack the inner sea?"

   The sound of the Liangyi bell resounded over the entire Liangyi Island. The sound was not loud, but it could cover the entire island, and almost everyone on the island could really hear the twenty-seven bells ringing.

  Some warriors who knew the rules of the Yin Yang Temple felt uneasy and began to speculate about what happened.

  The Temple of Yin and Yang has established its gate on Tianjie Mountain for nearly a thousand years, and the Liangyi clock has struck twenty-seven times, and it is only a few times, and each time is an earth-shattering event.

   There were two times when alien races invaded the Inner Sea.

   When Zhu Ziframe arrived at the Zhenzhuan Hall, he found that the other nine true disciples had already arrived.

  Besides, the head of the Fifth Academy and the masters of the Yin and Yang Halls have also stood beside Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuxiu, the two Supreme Elders.

  As soon as he entered the hall, he felt that the expressions of everyone looking at him were wrong.

  Zhu Ziframe's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly bowed and said, "I have seen two ancestors, two hall masters, and five courtyard chiefs. I don't know what happened?"

  Under the signal of Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuxiu, Nie Bai, the head of the Jinling Academy, said in a deep voice: "I wish the longevity tablet of the ancestor is broken."

   "What?! Patriarch, he actually..." Zhu Ziframe seemed to be struck by lightning, but the little Martial Saint of Three Demon Realm couldn't even stand firmly, his feet were weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

  Nie Bo stepped forward to support him, and said with burning eyes:

   "The last person Elder Zhu saw was you, are you sure he went out to find the elixir?"

  Zhu Ziframe lost his eyesight, and when he heard Nie Bo's question, his body trembled: "Yes."

  How dare he tell the truth, is he going to tell everyone that the ancestor went to kill Han Zhao?

  If this kind of behavior is put on the bright side, even if the ancestor is a real supernatural power, he will be punished by the door rules.

  Pseudo-supernatural powers, as long as they don't go to the endless sea, they can roam freely in the inner sea and outer sea.

   Moreover, the ancestor has the Li Tiansuo Spirit Treasure handed down by Zhu's family, so even if he faces a pseudo-supernatural power that is stronger than him, he can come and go freely.

  How could Patriarch die?

   "Tell me everything you know." Zao Wou-ki frowned.

   "Disciple. Disciple"

  Zhu Ziframe's brain is running fast, now he can only pick himself out.

  Buzz buzz!

  Han Zhao picked up the blue shuttle-shaped spiritual treasure that fell on the ground. Just when his hand touched the shuttle-like and needle-like spiritual treasure, he saw the blue light on the spiritual treasure, and he struggled violently.

  However, under the suppression of Han Zhao's mana in the state of three spirits in one, he soon lost his ability to resist, and the blue light quickly dimmed.

  I saw the word Litian printed on the shuttle-shaped spirit treasure.

   "Li Tiansuo? She really is a good baby!"

Han Zhao looked happy. If he hadn't obtained detailed memories of the battle process from the simulation, it would not be easy for him to take down the opponent in one blow. , the opponent can escape completely.

   "You are indeed very strong, but I'm sorry, I have a problem."

  Han Zhao looked at the ancestor of the Zhu family who had no bones left, and whispered in a low voice.

  In this world, the strong want to cheat!

  Han Zhao put Li Tiansuo into the sumeru bag, and his body turned into a red light and fled away.

  He took advantage of the time left when the three spirits became one, and flew to Demon God Island.

   "The Martial Saint of the Xu family obviously has a problem, and he should have colluded with the ancestor of the Zhu family, but he obviously cannot bear the responsibility of murdering the inner disciples of the Yinyang Palace."

  In the process of flying away, he remembered the Xu Family Martial Saint who behaved abnormally before, and the other party was the only variable.

  Of course, he, Han Zhao, is just a weak martial artist. He is not afraid of confronting him even if he has the ability to kill a pseudo-supernatural powerhouse with Lingbao.

   "Let's take a look."

  Han Zhao thought to himself.

   "Simulation." He said silently, and started the third simulation.

  If Xu Family Wu Sheng will do bad things, then kill him as soon as possible.

  Normally speaking, he must have secretly colluded with the ancestors of the Zhu family in such a matter, and he would never dare to say anything about it.

  【Twenty-eight years old, you use all means to kill the ancestor of the Zhu family. 】

  【The Hall of Yin and Yang shook, and Tiansheng Dongtian sent a nine-turn pseudo-supernatural powerhouse to come to Beiming Island to investigate the death of the ancestor of the Zhu family. 】

  【You received the notice and returned to the Yin Yang Hall, pretending to be ignorant of the matter. 】

  【After you returned to Dengtian City, you found that Lu Yingxuan, Xu Ling, and Lu Yi had returned, and you were finally reunited. 】

  【After some investigation, the death of the ancestor of the Zhu family became a mystery, and finally nothing happened. 】

  【In the following time, you stayed in the Yin-Yang Hall for a long time to cultivate, and occasionally went out. 】

  【Thirty-six years old, you have cultivated to the Eight Shade Realm. 】

  【You go to the endless sea to collect the Nine-Turn Spirit Peach Tree, and you meet a strange fish with the blood of a giant kun. Just when you are about to kill the strange fish, the high priest of the ghost department of the Wu clan appears and competes for the strange fish. 】

  【You killed the high priest, and you were cursed by his innate witchcraft, and your soul was damaged. 】

  【Thirty-seven years old, when you left Qiantian Palace, you were attacked by a great witch **** of the witch tribe and died on the spot. 】

   "So, if you stay in the Yin-Yang Palace and cultivate quietly, you can be stable for at least eight years." Han Zhao's eyes lit up. Competing for resources will inevitably bring about the risk of attracting enemies.

  If you can cultivate to the perfection of the ten evil realms before the opening of Qiantian Palace, and make preparations to hit the supernatural power realm and cross the tribulation, then the best choice is to break through in Qiantian Palace, and then pass the tribulation when you come out.

   "Unless it is necessary, I will live a peaceful life with my wife and children on the bed."

  Han Zhao was overjoyed, and married Xu Ling and Lu Yingxuan after returning home.

  【The simulation is over, you can choose one of the following】

  【1. Obtain entry (not optional)】

  【2. Obtain attribute points】

  【3. Obtain any part of life experience】

"two."

  【Attribute points +3500】

   "As long as there is still a chance to simulate, there are more ways than trouble." The remaining seven simulations of Han Zhao are not in a hurry to be used up, and they are prepared to save the bottom when they need to go out to compete for resources.

   After Han Zhao flew back to Demon God Mountain, he went straight to Tianmo Cave.

   This time, the qi, blood and mana of the three-turn pseudo-supernatural power realm are very huge. Even if only one-twentieth of it is left after refining, it is still a huge improvement for Han Zhao.

  It took Han Zhao a day and a night to refine all the strength of the ancestor of the Zhu family.

  His cultivation has directly improved from the first entry into the Six Shade Realm to the completion of the Six Shade Realm in one go.

   "Magic Flame" and "Vajra" both reached the perfect level of the five evil realms. They only need to condense the Tianmai, and they can break through to the six evil realms naturally.

   Although Han Zhao cannot absorb the mana of the ancestor of the Zhu family, the blood mosquito totem possessed by "King Kong" can absorb it.

  【Fourth Divine Pattern: Blood Mosquito Totem; Blood Neidan (130000/300000); Totem Special Effects: Mana, Clone Phantom】

   "If it absorbs the mana and blood of more than a dozen pseudo-supernatural powers, it is estimated that the blood mosquito totem can reach a level comparable to the nine-rank pseudo-supernatural power."

   Han Zhao looked at the progress of the fourth totem in the system panel, his eyes fixed.

  The increase in mana means that the power of the blood mosquito transformation has increased and lasted longer.

   "The next step is to refine the Lingbao." Han Zhao took out Li Tiansuo from the Sumeru bag, and put his spiritual thoughts into it.

  If you want to activate the Lingbao, in addition to consuming mana, you also need to leave a mark of divine sense in the Lingbao.

  The ancestor of the Zhu family had just died, and the spiritual thoughts he left in Li Tiansuo quickly dissipated, but there were still remnants.

  So Han Zhao had to clear the imprint of his spiritual sense first, and then he could move Li Tiansuo.

  In the next five days, Han Zhao used water to grind his kung fu and completely eliminated the spiritual thoughts of the Zhu family ancestors left in Li Tiansuo.

  Buzz buzz!

   Li Tissot bloomed a faint blue light, and began to resist again.

  Han Zhao's spiritual sense was rejected by Li Tiansuo.

   Whoosh!

  Han Zhao took out the Demon Dragon Blade from the Xuanling battle box, and said respectfully, "Boss Xuanyi, please excuse me."

   "Yes." Xuan Yi responded.

  The black awn of the Demon Dragon Blade made a big splash, and flew around Li Tiansuo in a circle, and bursts of clear sounds resounded throughout the Heavenly Demon Cave.

   Click!

   Li Tiansuo's light dimmed and fell to the ground.

   Sure enough, compared with the Houtian Lingbao, which has a complete weapon spirit like the Demon Dragon Blade, it is far from Tiansuo's weapon spirit, but it only has basic spirituality.

  Han Zhao took Li Tiansuo into his palm with a shot of true energy, and asked curiously, "Boss Xuanyi, what did you say that works so well?"

   "It's nothing, I'll kill it if I don't cooperate." Xuan Yi said flatly.

   "Domineering!" Han Zhao gave a thumbs up.

   "Although the power of this spirit treasure is mediocre, its escape speed is very fast, and its consumption of mana is far less than that of the Dragon Blade. It is not a problem to survive under the hands of ordinary pseudo-supernatural powers. It is suitable for you now." Xuan Yi is not very interested.

   "I will work hard." Han Zhao said seriously.

   "Well, I look forward to the day when you survive the supernatural catastrophe." Xuan Yi encouraged.

  The Demon Dragon Blade flew back into the Xuanling battle box again.

  Obviously, a battle like killing the ancestor of the Zhu family is not even a warm-up for him.

  Han Zhao continued to clear the spirits of the ancestors of the Zhu family.

  With Xuan Yi's deterrence, Li Tiansuo's Qi Ling didn't dare to resist anymore.

   An hour later.

   "Hoo~"

  Han Zhao rubbed his head and let out a long breath.

  Using Divine Sense for a long time will consume him a lot.

  He adjusted his breath for a while, and when his mental strength recovered, he put his mind into Li Tiansuo again.

   After leaving his mark inside, he threw Li Tianshuo at "King Kong".

   "King Kong" runs mana and completely refines Li Tiansuo.

the next day.

  Han Zhao set off for Jukun City, preparing to return to Liangyi Island.

  As for "King Kong" and "Magic Flame", they stayed on Demon God Island.

  He returned to Liangyi Island to prepare for submerged training, and he didn't need too much combat power to follow him.

  In previous simulations, people from the Eternal Life Society also attacked "Magic Flame". With the secret protection of "King Kong", many accidents can be avoided.

"come yet?"

  Han Zhao rode the big boat on the sea to brave the wind and waves, and quickly approached Beiming Island. On the way, the inner disciple jade badge hanging on his waist suddenly lit up.

   Immediately afterwards, he felt a master from Yin Yang Hall approaching.

   After a while, a green ray of light fell vertically from above the clouds and stopped at the bow of the ship.

  A beautiful woman in a white palace dress appears.

   "A master of the five evil realms?"

   "No, this is Royal Sky Flight!"

   "It's the Supreme Elder of the Fake Supernatural Realm!"

  The fellow warriors on the big ship were also knowledgeable. Seeing the green light escaping so quickly, and the woman in the palace costume inside without a spiritual weapon under her feet, she immediately recognized that she was a strong man in the pseudo-supernatural realm.

   "Han Zhao, a disciple of the inner sect, has met the Supreme Elder." Han Zhao walked to the front of the crowd and bowed respectfully to the woman in palace costume in the green light.

   "Are you Han Zhao? Follow me!"

  The woman in palace attire looked him up and down, then waved her sleeves, a green rainbow light brought Han Zhao up, and the two left together.

   "Think about what I said, it will benefit both you and Yingxuan."

  Five days later, the woman in palace costume brought Han Zhao to Beiming Island and put him at the gate of Giant Kun City.

  The woman in palace costume is named Zhou Sirong, she is a friend of Lu Yingxuan's master Ni Ying, and she is a strong person who has completed the nine-turn pseudo-supernatural powers.

  She went down this time to investigate the death of the ancestor of the Zhu family, and to persuade Lu Yingxuan to go back.

  After all, in her opinion, Lu Yingxuan has a bright future and should not be delayed by Han Zhao.

  If Niying back then was not disturbed by love, she would not have ended up reincarnated and rebuilt.

  So she hoped that Han Zhao could take the initiative to persuade Lu Yingxuan to go back.

   "Thank you for your concern, senior. This junior still sticks to his own ideas. It is his lifelong wish to achieve supernatural powers in this world." Han Zhao saluted respectfully and said seriously.

   "I've seen a lot of people whose hearts are higher than the sky and whose lives are thinner than paper. It's better to keep your feet on the ground." The woman in palace costume lost her patience.

  Thousands of years have passed since then, and no warrior has been able to survive the supernatural catastrophe in the source world.

  Because there are only a handful of warriors who have survived the supernatural catastrophe in the cave world.

   "If your heart is kind, you will never regret it." Han Zhao shook his head.

   "You should think more about Yingxuan's future." The woman in the palace costume took a deep look at Han Zhao, and as soon as she finished speaking, she turned into a green light and flew away with a boost of mana.

   "How do you know my stamina?" Han Zhao watched the woman in palace costume leave, her gaze became firmer.

  If he wanted to take a shortcut, he would have given up martial arts long ago and chose the magic weapon system.

   Just adding points, now it is estimated that it is not just as simple as a first-level soldier.

  As for Lu Yingxuan, he will persuade her to go back to Tiansheng Cave to cross the sky, but first of all, she should respect her own wishes.

  Besides, staying by his side may not be worse than staying in the Heavenly Sacred Cave.

  Han Zhao looked up at the sky, facing the rising sun, and walked towards the inner city of Jukun City.

   Hum!

  In a beam of light soaring into the sky, Han Zhao returned to Liangyi Island in the Inner Sea.

   Then he went straight to the Han house in Dengtian City.

  When he reached the door, his steps suddenly slowed down.

   "Miss! Miss! Uncle is back!"

  As soon as Dong Jin saw Han Zhao walking through the gate, she ran to the inner courtyard.

  Han Zhao followed.

  As soon as he reached the inner courtyard, he saw Xu Ling, Lu Yingxuan, Lu Yi, and Zhang Mudie walking out.

   "Disciple pays homage to Master!"

  Han Zhao walked up to Lu Yi and fell to his knees.

   "Meet my wife."

   "Okay! It's good to be back! Get up!" Lu Yi's hand twirling his beard trembled, and he quickly stepped forward to support Han Zhao's shoulder.

  "Good boy." Zhang Mudie was full of satisfaction.

   "Junior Brother Han."

  Xu Ling and Lu Yingxuan also came over.

  Han Zhao felt hot in his heart: "Lingling, Yingxuan."

   "The three children haven't seen each other for a long time, let's catch up with them first." Zhang Mudie tugged at Lu Yi's sleeve.

   "Okay, you young people get together first." Lu Yi smiled.

   "Junior Brother Han, let's go to the wing room." Xu Ling said eagerly.

   "Okay." Han Zhao nodded emphatically.

  【Luanfeng Heming Gong: the third floor (1500/10000); can be improved; special effects: harmony of Yin and Yang, strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence】

  On the way to the wing, Han Zhao said silently in his heart: "System, improve Luanfeng and Minggong."

  【Attribute points: 10000→1500】

  【Luanfeng Heming Gong: the third floor (10000/10000); can be deduced (0/100000); special effects: harmony of Yin and Yang, solid foundation and cultivation, Luanfeng Heming】

   PS: Ready to raise a baby and farm.

  (end of this chapter)

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