Chapter 305: Deep Pit

From the research process of the "Jin Dan Project," Zheng Fa could already feel that Jiushan Sect's accumulation was truly inadequate.

Among the four great arts of the Immortal Dao, only the Art of Talismans was somewhat impressive.

Artifact Refining and Pill Refining were both blank slates.

Array Formation, thanks to the Elder's method of Talisman Arrays, was passable, but that was merely the level of an amateur.

Not to mention other more niche fields of knowledge.

Back when Zhang Shijie told him that the Baixian Alliance's Xuanwei was sixth...

He knew that during recruitment, H

He was working on Sun Qin's balcony; sometimes a guy in the opposite building would curiously peer over from his balcony, and he would nod and smile back.

Qi Xijiao was stunned for a moment and could only say, "There's nothing left. Aren't you going down for dinner?" Guizhou's snacks weren't that many, so dinner was set for Kunming, a bit later.

Sun Qin naturally saw this too, shaking her head helplessly. Her mother's mindset was excellent now, wholeheartedly running her own coffee shop, radiating vigorous vitality. Sun Mingyu praised her constantly behind her back and gave strong support to her face.

This was something Li Zhi hadn't expected; he only thought Xue Rengui was good, but he hadn't considered that he couldn't leave Xue Rengui now.

Zhu Qiang could think of it, so Xia Hanqiu naturally thought of it too; after the initial lingering thoughts, this point occurred to her.

Multiple wounds on his body were in the healing phase, both painful and itchy; when he really couldn't stand it, Zhang Jiabao would rub against something, but now, he seemed to feel none of it at all.

Li Shimin's mind was made up; even though he was already critically ill, even though sitting up was extremely difficult for him, he was still the Son of Heaven of the Great Tang, and his words still carried an effect that was hard to match.

Zheng Yuqing was so close to him at this moment that Wu Qizun felt somewhat dazed; such a close distance between them gave him an illusion, as if they had never been apart, as if their relationship had always been that good.

"Then this one takes his leave!" The black-clad masked man rose, bowed slightly with clasped fists toward Zhao Ming, then turned and left.

Ning Yun's eyes were as if covered by frost; if An Nian did not answer this question properly, she would easily provoke the person.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw that just after they had left, the Sai En who had been chased all the way turned his car around.

The most important point was that their Tianque Organization alone was enough to equal other forces; there was no need to be on good terms with them.

And according to Zhao Chen's instructions, the training camp's instructor was also one she had selected after a thousand choices.

Because this place, even for a cultivator like him at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, was difficult to ascend, let alone other cultivators in Jiangbei City.

As Xu Baichun thrust out his dagger, pale blue spiritual energy mixed with the killing intent contained within the Night Shadow Blade gradually formed a purple, semi-circular light blade.

"Chatting appropriately with clients and communicating emotions isn't also part of our work? Hehe." Tu Jing still wore a playful grin.

At this time, Liang Tian was already checking the second round of exam papers; after traveling through time, her five senses were superior to ordinary people, so she naturally sensed a strong gaze behind her.

She clearly remembered how brilliant and majestic, how extraordinary in bearing, this fellow had been when she first met him.

Zheng Chen's Azure Dragon Soul-Stealing Array was forcibly broken for the first time; even Cui Lao'er had previously fully withstood the power of the Azure Dragon Soul-Stealing Array, but when facing Cui Lao Da, with twenty Azure Dragons, he only withstood the assault of ten Azure Dragons.

Near Shanglin Garden, a continuous camp stretching a hundred li was stationed. Inside the central command tent, a middle-aged man sat in the primary seat, with a group of soldiers in armor below him. The one speaking was that middle-aged man sitting in the primary seat.

Although being carried was very uncomfortable, at least she didn't have to walk, so she could conserve some strength.

However, he was also somewhat depressed; after all, before the Nine Golden Vajras arrived, he had not only achieved no merit, but in the end, he had also trapped several of his subordinates.