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Chapter 642 Ten Thousand Realms

"Friend Wuliang Tianzun, long time no see fellow Taoist!" An old Taoist walked out slowly and walked to Yang Qifeng's car.

He opened the co-pilot's door very well and sat on the co-pilot.

Yang Qifeng stared at the other party with bright eyes. This person was really an acquaintance. When the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had just recovered, he was coming to Tianshan to seize the blessing land of Tianshan, and met this old Taoist.

Haiyun Temple is one of the competitors of the past.

However, this old Taoist is no longer as poor as he saw at the time. He was wearing a Taoist robe with white hair and traces of sewing, and the light green Taoist robe in front of him.

This is made of interwoven silk. This silk is not an ordinary item, and this Taoist robe is not an ordinary item. This Taoist robe is a top-grade magic weapon. The Buddha dust held in his hand is a superb magic weapon.

With a look of outfit, each one is an ordinary person, and it can be said that he has a wealthy fortune. Obviously, the other party has been extremely casual in recent years.

With the memories of the previous life, Yang Qifeng was not too surprised. Although this person is not a reincarnation person or a resurrection mythical figure, he is just an ordinary monk.

But he lived for more than a hundred years, survived the Dharma-Ending Tribulation, and ushered in the revival of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His cultivation was a thousand miles a day, and he had already achieved three-star strength in just a few years.

This is a trendsetter, an existence that Yang Qifeng needed to look up to in his previous life.

However, the other party’s cultivation speed is not slow, it is already extremely fast, but there is still a big gap with him.

But this still cannot satisfy Yang Qifeng. If he passes through the world in a daze, all this will be enough. With the continuous progress in the future, at least he will be an earth immortal.

It is not impossible for a celestial immortal, but this is not what Yang Qifeng wants. There are big secrets in the real world. This secret can attract the main god and also allow the person behind the scenes of the world to come.

This is at least a big secret of the nine stars, and even ten stars is not impossible. If you want to explore the secret, then Yang Qifeng's enemy is not the old Taoist and others in front of you, but many mythical characters.

Those familiar names written in books are like Guangchengzi and Dongwanggong.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but the Taoist priest is more elegant than before," Yang Qifeng stared at the old Taoist for a long time before he slowly told him.

"It's no more free and easy than a fellow Taoist in charge of a blessed land," the old Taoist slowly placed the whisk in his hand on his legs. He stretched out his arm and waved it gently, and the roadblocks in front were moved away.

Yang Qifeng was not polite either. He drove directly towards Julushan.

"The Taoist priest is not here to enjoy the blessings in Haiyun, why did he come to Julushan?"

"Baopuzi's secret residence is about to be opened, how can the old Taoist not come?"

"The Taoist priest called me, is he planning to join forces with me to explore the Baopuzi Secret Mansion together?"

"Wuliang Tianzun, fellow Taoist said it well. Baopuzi is my Taoist sage and has already attained the position of the True Lord. Although the secret palace opened this time has no inheritance of martial arts, there are various elixirs and elixirs refined by Baopuzi."

"Just just passed the Dharma End of Life, how much medicine can this pill retain? Why should Taoist Master come here to take risks?"

"I am now in the Yang God, and the Yin and Yang meet, and I am only one step away from condensing the Yuanshen. I lack the Yuan Condensation Pill," said the old Taoist here. He deliberately paused, and then he preached in a joyful tone:
Chapter completed!
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