Chapter 295: Bathed in Green Colors

The flying shuttle landed, and Zheng Fa stepped forward to greet the disciples.

Because of the matter of the "Jin Dan Project," he had been looking forward to these people for quite some time.

The "Jin Dan Project" sounds like it has little to do with the alchemy and artifact-refining methods of the Xuanwei Realm.

But change the term and it's different — Outer Dan.

He had known before that among the hundred crafts of cultivation, talismans, artifacts, elixirs, and formations were the four great schools of learning.

This was not only because these four arts had broad 【prospects】 in the Xuanwei Realm

However, Fang Zheng did not foolishly walk straight out; in the hand behind his back, he had already formed two different hand seals.

If he left just like this, he had no idea when he could come again. Moreover, without Sima Xiang's divination to lead the way, he could not have entered this labyrinthine environment at all.

Just then, the first yellow soul ring on the body of their support-type soul master suddenly flickered.

This fellow even thought Bai Han was afraid of him, and a look of smugness slowly spread across his cheeks; then he took his son and walked away.

Shao Ning had no choice but to take the tray, and together with Yadong found a table and chairs, quietly eating there.

After saying that, she flicked her long hair with her hand, returned to her seat, and boredly looked at the light-brain in front of her. Only Li Xiaoxiao was left in disarray, thinking: Big sis, are you stealing the scene? I haven't even asked you and you've already answered? Is this how you chat?

After putting the note back on the coffee table, Gan Luo went to the bathroom and took a hot shower, returned to the room and changed into clean, neat clothes, and briskly drank a bowl of plain porridge.

The rest retreated to a spot over ten meters away, quietly watching the Heavenly Master light a white candle by the head of each of the two skeletons, and place an incense burner by each pair of feet.

The body of Zhenjian, controlled by "Huan Chan," was also swelling unevenly, gradually becoming more and more burly and powerful, even to a terrifying degree.

She patted her face to wake herself up, frowned as she looked around — she had woken near dusk, and there was no shelter from the rain nearby.

Whether it was Ning Wuyan or Wang Yu, both were hot favorites to win the championship this time; their meeting in the round of sixteen naturally drew a lot of attention.

He had promised Taishu Zhi that he would kill Sikou Ji, and he would definitely do it — but right now, he had to go to Fallen Bird Gully first to find the Longevity Token.

But the fight had already begun, and Du You had no intention of holding back. The two sisters fired off their prepared arrows at the first instant. Although the natives of this world were quite strong, compared to them they were far inferior.

If the green dragons' attention had not all been drawn by the dark dragon, quite a few dragons would have sensed the eruption of this pure dark power. The two sisters, who were right there, noticed it at the very first moment.

The blue jade sword in Gu Qingyao's hand began to tremble; dark red thunderclouds appeared in the sky, and the two's secret arts complemented each other, forcibly turning the fine clear sky into a thunderstorm.

Fang Xuehen could not figure out what enemy made him so wary — from the white bones outside, there was no clue at all.

This zombie had been operating here for so many years; although his own strength had not improved much, and he was not even a match for the Lich Emperor, the special magic formation arranged here was the real reason Green Hair had been able to persist without being wiped out by other lords. Even for undead creatures, being able to survive is no simple matter.

Yun Shu carried the incense burner in because she was afraid Jiang Yumian would not like the smell; to mask the bloodiness on her body, Jiang Yumian simply buried her head in her embrace.

Facing Wu Mei's questioning, Ximen Qing fell silent; he raised his head to look at her, and the expression on his face suddenly softened a little.

Cold sweat had completely soaked her pale face; Xia Xi dragged her extremely heavy body toward the stove.

The money-grubber who loved silver, Madam Su, excitedly discussed with Third Master — why not open one for each of the sons and let them run it themselves? Everyone says a good man doesn't eat the rice of a divided family; if they don't worry about it now, how will they ever know how expensive rice, firewood, oil, and salt are?