Chapter 151: The Thousand-Year Earth Pearl's Brand-New Ability

Wanting to scheme against Grandpa Dou.

What you're saying is a fool's daydream.

This body of mine, Dou, is nineteen years old, but in reality far more than that — long past the age of bashfulness and thin skin.

Riding the little wooden donkey, he soared freely across the vault of heaven.

Dou Dou Changsheng took out the Taiji Sword Case he carried on his back. He had never examined it closely before, but now he finally had the time and began carefully studying its details.

After the Taiji Sword Case was opened, altogether it could

"Since you already have someone in your heart, how can you still be devoted to me? Two-timing like that — you deserve to die a horrible death!" Ning Rong scolded childishly again.

Chaozi took the talisman and kept climbing upward. By now four or five flashlights were shining on him in unison, and several pairs of eyes watched him scramble up.

But the witches had vanished without a trace ever since the clansmen of the Divine Cult disappeared — how could one suddenly appear now? And such a powerful witch at that… Could the descendants left behind by the Divine Cult be planning to make a comeback?

"Then forget it, I won't go either." She was learning to lower her posture. Of course she understood, but he didn't need her to be that way — she should just be herself. What occasionally moved him was precisely her true self, her uniqueness, her own identity, and the way she didn't take herself seriously, yet would occasionally do things that meant she had him in her heart.

Later experience told Jiang Se that a man cannot be judged by his own assumptions. Most of the time, a man's behavior is decided by the needs of his lower half.

Dao talismans are drawn on paper with cinnabar or other pigments. Paper has one biggest problem — shelf life. That is also why some famous ancient Chinese calligraphy and paintings rarely fetch astronomical prices at auction; the ones that do sell are mostly from the Tang and Song dynasties onward; going further back, you can hardly find any.

Facing her own master's icy expression, even the usually most lively Tao Yun did not dare make a sound.

Feeling her closeness, the Emperor's heart rejoiced; he always felt that being with her, he too had returned to his younger days.

Gu Ye Qingcheng raised his head and gently smoothed the furrow between Jiang Se's brows. "It's nothing, I was just afraid of 'what if,' and besides, the weight isn't too much — just to be safe." The child really was good.

"Why go downstairs? I took the day off today, no need to go to work." Su Bai Ziming felt a stinging heat between her thighs; today she truly didn't want to move, just wanted to hold Chen Xuan and savor a moment of warmth.

"Then how can the Heavenly Pupil be awakened? And what exactly is the Heavenly Pupil?" Although still a bit dazed and at a loss, Long Shuai still wanted to know how to awaken it. The sight of demonic Qi in the sky was absolutely extraordinary.

"It's just refining a low-grade medicinal liquid, not a fourth or fifth-tier pill — what need is there for a furnace?" Qin Feng shook his head. In the field of soul refining, he had ample confidence in himself. An experienced soul cultivator, when refining low-grade items, could indeed skip the furnace step.

He Zhengxi was somewhat surprised — his Fourth Uncle, who had always found him disagreeable, had not argued with him for once. He cast a sidelong glance at him and realized the reason he had stayed silent was that his full attention was fixed on the vessel.

He couldn't help but curl his lips, and gently embraced her. Thanks to the lotus lanterns floating on the lake, she had finally let down her guard before him, revealing a side of her he had never seen.

However, the earth-element martial artist's defense was strong; Lin Feng had to strike more than ten sword blows before breaking through the opponent's defense.

"Yes, yes… Young Master Qin Feng is right," the burly middle-aged martial artist "Uncle De" nodded repeatedly, then called out to Ximen Ling, "Fourth Young Master, you should still apologize to Young Master Qin Feng. This little matter among youngsters — once it's said out loud, isn't it over?" He shot Ximen Ling a meaningful glance.

"Remember, find the best physician — I don't expect anything to happen to Uncle Tang." Lin Hao looked at Sun Lv and said.

These three were all core disciples of the Divine Wind Battalion. They had been out training for a long time and only returned to the Divine Wind Battalion yesterday.

Lin Feng was startled by the words. He had originally wanted to remind the Divine Marquis to keep an eye on the Sixth Imperial Prince — after all, the imperial family was the most venomous of all. Whether monarch or imperial prince, they could all turn hostile and disown anyone; sons killing fathers and elder brothers killing younger brothers were commonplace.