The huge eternal kingdom appeared in the mountains where Zhang Tianying had just disappeared, but it seemed to stand in the void, without causing any spiritual fluctuations around it.

Standing on the huge spiritual stone peak and looking at the gradually changing colored sky, Zhang Tianying's eyes were filled with anticipation.

On the other side, Meng and others looked at Zhao Ling'er with a look of surprise, and they didn't understand why the other party's strength had improved so much in just one night.

If the husband is biased, it is impossible to be biased toward a newly joined sister, and he can only secretly sigh in his heart about the qualifications of the newly joined sister.

Zhao Ling'er looked excited, and her expression was filled with joy without any concealment.

Although she has never learned any practice techniques, she has not seen them.

Both grandma and maids on Xianling Island actually practiced. However, even if these people practiced all day long, their bodies naturally increased and improved faster than their own body. Moreover, grandma also said that this technique was too simple and her identity was completely unsuitable for learning.

From grandma and the maids, she also heard that a powerful cultivation technique is the foundation of a powerful sect and has never been passed on. Even disciples of this sect have to go through layers of tests to learn.

But after knowing that he had not practiced the exercises, my husband taught him an extremely powerful exercise without hesitation.

Thinking that just one night of cultivation would make her strength more than ten times stronger, Zhao Ling'er's eyes were already full of love when she looked at Zhang Tianying. Even if she could lie to her, she would never regret it even if she lied to herself at the beginning.

The morning sun jumped out, and purples slowly emerged in the sky. Standing on the spiritual stone peaks, everyone made a set of magic tricks at the same time and sucked forward with all their might. The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the purple air that were spreading in the air suddenly swept away. But more importantly, the color of the spiritual stone peak under everyone's feet instantly dimmed a little. Obviously, most of the spiritual energy absorbed by everyone just now was provided by these spiritual stone peaks.

A hot breath burned through his body. After gently exhaling a sip of turbid air on his head, Zhang Tianying waved his hand and the Eternal Kingdom had disappeared. Together with the Spirit Stone Peak, he returned to the small world of cultivation in the stone gate space.

Turning his head to look at his women, it’s okay for Meng and Wu Meiniang to have a few girls, it’s exactly the same as after practicing on weekdays, but Zhao Ling'er made Zhang Tianying frown.

Last night, I practiced the Maoshan fundamental method and was practicing a small world where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely abundant. Just one practice allowed Zhao Linger to be promoted from the realm of Golden Pill to the realm of Nascent Soul.

Of course, this kind of improvement is not surprising to Zhang Tianying. After all, Zhao Linger was growing instinctively before, and she accumulated too much spiritual energy in her body. She suddenly came into contact with real cultivation techniques, and it was completely natural to have a rapid change.

But now he has only practiced the Purple Qi Art once. Zhang Tianying has practiced it himself so many times. How can he not know that the Purple Qi Art can purify his body's qualifications and improve his body's potential. If he wants to improve his strength, he also needs to practice and accumulate little by little by little.

Looking at Zhao Ling'er, who was already at the top of the Nascent Soul, and even his breath was still increasing, a divine light flashed in Zhang Tianying's eyes and looked above Zhao Ling'er's head.

A small blue pot with extremely simple patterns floated above Zhao Ling'er's head. Zhao Ling'er had a blue luck, and Zhang Tianying was not surprised. After all, this was a descendant of Nuwa. Even if it weren't for the continuous calculations of Nuwa's descendants over the years, I'm afraid that Zhao Ling'er would have accepted the purple luck.

What really surprised Zhang Tianying was that Zhao Ling'er's luck was actually a pot, and this small blue pot was now completely connected with his luck. From the eyes of the sky, Zhang Tianying could even clearly see that Zhao Ling'er's luck was constantly flowing towards him along the mouth of the pot.

Thinking of the generations of descendants of Nuwa who died of despair, Zhang Tianying's expression changed drastically. Even if Zhao Ling'er's luck continued to be transported to him, he could be sure now that among the descendants of Nuwa who died of despair, there would be one more Zhao Ling'er coming out.

This is his own woman, how can he keep his woman in danger?

Now Zhang Tianying is completely sure that the fate of the descendants of Nuwa is definitely artificial, and where the other party makes trouble is the luck and destiny of the descendants of Nuwa.

In the sky eye, Zhang Tianying could even see that a series of forces that were completely in line with Zhao Ling'er gathered from everywhere in the direction of Zhao Ling'er, and instantly penetrated into Zhao Ling'er's body.

With his head down gently, Zhang Tianying's eyes already showed a look of surprise.

The fairy sword game is widely circulated, and there are countless speculations. There is one saying that the fate of all the descendants of Nuwa was designed by Nuwa. As long as the descendants of Nuwa can grow up, they will become the container for Nuwa's resurrection.

Fuxi used the disciples of Shushan Sect to constantly involve and suppress Nuwa's descendants, making Nuwa unable to resurrect.

Zhang Tianying had the space in his hand, and at most he could take Zhao Ling'er into his own space, so he didn't worry too much about Zhao Ling'er's safety. But now, what really made Zhang Tianying feel troublesome is whether the water in this fairy sword world is too deep, and it is far beyond the limit he can handle.

Over the Sichuan Mountain, the Jiujianxian, who has always been accustomed to lying on the flying sword, stood upright on the sword and flew into the hall of the leader at the fastest speed. As soon as he entered the hall, he shouted with an anxious look: "Senior brother, senior brother, in addition to Li Xiaoyao, I also found a genius in Yuhang Town, which is about the same age as Li Xiaoyao. Can I also accept this genius as a disciple!"

The head of Shushan with white hair looked straight at the Jiujianxian like two sharp swords, and said without any emotion in his voice: "Li Xiaoyao is the protagonist of this generation. As long as the junior brother can teach him well and take one more disciple's small matter, the junior brother will make the decision by himself!"

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Thinking that he could accept Li Xiaoyao and the genius Wang Xiaohu, Jiuxianjian looked happy, but thinking about the birth of Nuwa descendants he saw in Yuhang Town, another tragedy was obviously about to happen.
Chapter completed!