"Miss Xian'er, if you really hate him, then why not use his practice experience to temper yourself. After all, only if you grow faster and become stronger can you avenge your fellow brothers, right?"

Teng Ling walked down from Tengshe's head, walked to the immortal in the painting, and took out a book from his sleeve. The book even had a fresh fragrance of ink, but... the handwriting in this book is somewhat not very good-looking, sometimes it is extremely heavy, sometimes it is extremely light, and there are many ink dots stained with it, just like a sloppy draft written by a scholar in the mortal world.

Hu Zun sighed: "I hope the Holy Mother will not dislike this Mind Dharma Book. The Holy Lord was injured, and even more because of the departure of the Holy Mother of the Immortal, and his soul was extremely hurt. His soul was always unstable. It was his full strength to be able to write this Mind Dharma Book overnight... He finished writing this Mind Dharma Book that day and fell into a coma again. He, alas..." "Okay, I accepted it. You are right. Since I want to avenge my fellow brothers, I should practice well. Whether it is the Mind Dharma from the Master or the Mind Dharma from the Devil, as long as I can break through the realm and become stronger, it is a good thing!"

The immortal in the painting accepted this book of the Heart Law, which suddenly made Teng Ling, Hu Zun and others breathe a sigh of relief.

They have also completed the task assigned to them by Lin Hao.

When Teng Ling handed over the mental scriptures written by Lin Hao to the immortal in the painting, he had been reluctant to come forward to face the immortal in the painting, and had to walk closer and open his mouth and spit out a simple and unpretentious brush from his mouth.

When I saw this pen, the immortal in the painting was shocked because this pen was almost exactly the same as the painting pen that she had just destroyed. However, this pen seemed to be even older, with a desolate feeling on it, as if it had been passed down from endless ancient times, and the power contained in it reached a level far beyond her understanding! "I shouldn't have introduced this pen, right?

Your so-called Four Treasures of Painting Heaven are just fakes. This pen is one of the real products. Unfortunately, the other three treasures were destroyed a long time ago, and only this pen is left. But don’t underestimate this pen. This instrument is a real holy weapon, even far more than a holy weapon... He asked me to give you this pen. As for how to inspire the use of this pen, it is your own problem. Take it."

The black Pixiu threw the real painting pen from the old man who was from the painting at the immortal. Seeing that the immortal in the painting caught the pen, a trace of gloomy flashed through his eyes, and then said sadly: "Little fairy, that fool, I gave you all the treasures that can save lives and the treasures that the old lady uploaded to him, just to give you an extra treasure that protects you and protects your life. You... When you use this treasure in the future, can you think of him? Even if you just think that this pen was given to you by him... at least, leave a thought."

The immortal in the painting tightly held the Huatian pen in her hand, and didn't know if this pen was destined to be her. When the pen was held by her, a sense of intimacy arose. It seemed that as long as she thought, the pen could be used by her. In addition, this pen seemed to be able to seamlessly connect the three treasures left by her four spiritual treasures... However, the grade of this pen is far beyond that of the three treasures, and it is not comparable to the three treasures left by her.

Therefore, it is better to use this pen alone than to use this pen alone. Its power must have a miraculous effect when hearing what the black Pixiu said. When the immortal in the painting was stunned for a moment, Lin Hao's figure flashed in his heart, but what flashed was Lin Hao's demonic aura, grinning, and speaking the cannibal words full of evil spirits. Thinking of that figure, the immortal in the painting suddenly felt a sense of disgust and hatred, but with this hatred and disgust, there was also a tingling feeling deep in her heart that made her unable to explain.

This stinging pain has always been like her hatred for Lin Hao, as if she was complementary to each other. As long as she began to hate Lin Hao, the stinging feeling would appear out of thin air, as if she shouldn't hate him... "Do you have anything to give me?"

The immortal in the painting did not answer what the black Pixiu said, and Miaomu glanced at the people in front of him.

This time, Elder Jinghai came out of the list. He came to the Divine Pillar Square with the people like Black Pixiu. It was him who led the old king of Black Pixiu to copy a shortcut to get here in advance and waited for the immortals in the painting for ten days.

"There is something else here in Jinghai."

Elder Jinghai took out a round bead and handed it to the immortal in the painting: "This soul bead contains a will, or a thought of soul. This bead can be used as a life-saving thing. If the Holy Mother encounters a life-and-death crisis, she can throw this bead out. The residual will contained in it will help the Holy Mother resolve the crisis... However, this bead needs to be carried by the Holy Mother and warmed at all times before it can be used when needed, otherwise it will be just dusty. When it is used, the residual will in this bead will not be able to help the Holy Mother because of insufficient power!"

"This bead can only be used once, please keep it properly!"

Elder Jinghai respectfully handed the soul bead in his hand to the immortal in the painting, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Lin Hao gave her almost everything he could... Blood Reverse Pill, Heart Law Book, Sky Painting Pen, plus a Life-saving Soul Pearl, whether it is recovery from injuries, practice of martial arts, or body-protecting magic weapons, or life-saving things, everything is ready, which is simply one-stop service! After delivering these four things, everyone fell silent, and each of them was in a very complicated mood.

They witnessed it with their own eyes that Lin Hao gave up everything in order to save her.

Now she has witnessed with her own eyes that she forgot him and abandoned him! Of course, this is not her fault.

"Holy Mother, it's getting late. Tonight, there will be a major event that will affect the entire realm in this ancient world, which will hurt the Holy Mother. Holy Mother, please leave the boundary soon."
Chapter completed!