In the inner hall of Daozang, there are a large number of formations and alchemy books that only true immortals in the sect can refer to.

How about it?

Um?

Uh-huh?"

While speaking, Jiuwu winked at the eyes.

Li Changshou's heart moved and immediately grabbed the silver-white small sword in his hand, played it back and forth twice, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Unexpectedly, there are such benefits this time!

The previous exposure of cultivation and attracted attention was considered a slight loss;

At this point, it seems that it is really profitable!

"Master, come in and sit down and talk."

"No, no," Jiuwu waved his hand and sighed, "Oh, I'm tired and I'm going to go out again soon.

If you become an immortal as soon as possible and be a deacon in the sect, you will know how tiring this life is."

Li Changshou felt aroused in his heart and asked, "What's wrong with Master going out this time?"

Jiuwu smiled and said, "Zhongshenzhou seems to be holding a conference of the Three Sects of Immortals, which is expected to be fifty or a hundred years later.

My master immediately went to show off with the two elders to represent the Immortal Sect and discuss the specific matter with those corpses;

However, compared with those sects, our Immortal Sect is too shallow and has a clear weight. We dare not speak much, so we just listen to other people who teach the Immortal Sect."

The meeting of the Three Sects Immortal Sects?

What is this...

It's related to the great catastrophe of the gods?

Li Changshou thought for a moment, and Jiuwu seemed a little anxious. He advised him to practice well and immediately turn around and leave.

Li Changshou looked up and said hurriedly:

"Master, wait!"
Chapter completed!