The next day, the Queen Mother lay lazily in Tang San's burial arms with her hair on her temples scattered and her makeup on her face.
The misfortune of Xuanyin on his body became weaker and weaker, and he felt warm all over, too lazy to move.
This guy's strength gradually increased, and after practicing the Nine Transformation Yuan Gong, his body training reached an abnormal height, which was more effective in resolving her Xuanyin's misfortune.
It's no longer the Tang San Buran who came in sideways and went out lying on his back.
Not only is it awesome, it is simply awesome!
Bad guy, the Taoist sect's number one protector magical skill was forced to be played out by him and used in the boudoir. It was simply embarrassing to death.
But speaking of it, I asked him to practice this technique, and it really matched the two people's dual cultivation techniques.
I insist on it!
It’s good for him and I’m good too!
The Queen Mother touched her feverish cheek, which was still sore to this day.
Thinking of the double happiness last night, the Queen Mother bitterly pinched him. It was not double happiness, it was simply the pinnacle game.
That sour taste...
"Baby, what's wrong?"
"You are serious too. Can Nishang bear your rudeness?"
"You must be looking down on Nishang. Although she is usually very weak, she is very fierce!"
"Vixen!"
Well……
"You bastard, is that what you said about being twice as happy?"
Tang Sanzian looked at the Queen Mother's lips and laughed loudly, then pecked her suddenly, "Don't you want to be twice as happy?"
"I don't care, I want you back!"
The Queen Mother blushed with embarrassment and closed her eyes. Tang San moved his index finger and showed off his words. After a while, he heard coquettish calls again and again.
Xuan Yi and Qing Yi, who were waiting to wash their hands outside the hall, blushed and looked at each other.
…
I originally planned to lead my disciples to set off today to go to Tang San's funeral on the way to obtain scriptures, but I was delayed again because of one thing.
Before leaving, Tian Yu brought a wooden box and said it was a gift from Zhao Gongming. Tang San Bian patted his head and then remembered his sworn brother's thoughts.
"What's inside?"
Tianyu shook his head, "I didn't open it to read."
Opening the wooden box, the corners of Tang San's mouth twitched crazily and turned to stone.
Everyone saw his dull look and looked over.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Brother San Zan, this kitchen knife fits your personality very well!"
"Zhao Xuantan knew that brother Sanyun wanted to cook for the empress, so he specially sent a kitchen knife over."
"They are indeed good brothers who have a good understanding of each other!"
"Master, your kitchen knife is much more domineering than my old pig's nail palladium. I can't even forge such a heaven-defying artifact."
For a moment, everyone burst into laughter, and the hall was filled with cheerful aura.
Nishang and Mei Niang had such a hard time holding back their laughter that even the Queen Mother couldn't help but smile.
Tang San was buried speechless and shed tears!
As expected, he is indeed my good brother. Knowing that I have bricks with seven kinds of weapons, I made a special trip to send him kitchen knives with seven kinds of weapons.
It's really well-intentioned...
Will it be Maza next time?
Destroy it!
Collect all seven weapons, make a wish to create a dragon, and destroy Lingshan directly.
When Tang San was buried, everyone managed to smile, "Brother Gongming knows that my aesthetics are more...unique!"
Gritting his teeth, he reached out to touch the kitchen knife, but with a sigh, he found several layers of restrictions on it.
"break!"
Tang San was too lazy to break these restrictions. He lifted the brick and smashed the restrictions a few times. Suddenly there was a click, and the wooden box and the table fell to the ground and turned into powder.
But the knife fell on the ground of the main hall and sank deeply into the ground. Even the Yao Palace shook slightly.
Damn it!
What the hell is this? It can even break a hole in the ground of Yaochi?
Except for the Queen Mother, everyone was startled, took a few steps back, and looked sideways.
"Husband, this sword is quite famous. Zhao Xuantan really put his heart into it!" the Queen Mother reminded him.
"Hehe, I know that brother Gongming won't use Xibei goods to fool me, let me try it!"
"rise!"
The blade was slowly sucked out of the ground, and finally fell into Tang Sanzong's hands.
"You're so kind, so heavy!"
Tang San could not help but be shocked. He was in the realm of Daluo and a powerful body-refining immortal, but it was so difficult to hold it in his hand. No wonder it was wrapped in a restriction.
I'm afraid this must have the weight of one side of the world, right?
Moreover, there is a faint innate black-yellow aura in the blade, which is almost comparable to the innate spiritual treasure.
That's good, but how can it move if it's so heavy?
"Husband, let me take a look!"
He handed it to the Queen Mother, but saw that she picked it up lightly, and Tang San was deeply shocked.
"I understand, this knife was made from the star core of Lord Doumu Yuan."
"A few days ago, Dou Mu Yuanjun said that Zhao Xuantan had begged for nothing and asked for a star core from her. It turned out that he was begging for you to refine the magic weapon."
"It's a good thing that he was willing to spend a lot of money, and he actually added a gourd of black and yellow energy, which is comparable to the innate spiritual treasure."
"Your brother is very nice to you!"
"The person who refined this sword was at a low level and couldn't take shape. However, the sword gave birth to a trace of will and automatically turned into a sword embryo. But I can't blame him."
"Hmm... I heard that Lord Doumu Yuan's disciple Yu Yuan is good at refining weapons. This sword may have been made by him!"
Tang San was startled, wasn't that the original owner who refined the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword?
"Although it looks a little weird, it is practical. My husband just wants to study the avenue of power, so this knife is a gift to the general!"
Oh, yes!
This is no worse than Wu Gang's axe, hahaha, it seems that God wants me to practice the avenue of strength.
If you feel sleepy, someone will bring you a pillow!
"But, isn't this too heavy?"
The Queen Mother returned the knife to him, "Can you feel it carefully?"
This time Tang San was buried, regardless of the weight, he felt it carefully and said in surprise: "Is this a weapon spirit?"
"It's just a weak will, but if you nourish it with your heart, essence, and blood, you might be able to develop spiritual wisdom."
The Queen Mother continued: "This knife seems to have the effect of hurting people's souls. After you refine it carefully, you will naturally notice the mystery."
"Disciples, you can drink for a few more days and stay in seclusion as a master for a few more days!"
Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie were dumbfounded, but they still drank?
This body of meat has been marinated thoroughly by Yaochi jade liquid in the past few days.
But Tang San was so excited that he disappeared from the spot without even looking back.
This kind of treasure that generates a weak will is not like an ordinary magic weapon. It can be directly imprinted with spiritual thoughts. It requires communication of will to be completely refined.
Tang San sat down cross-legged and placed the knife across his legs, "Little rabbit, be good, open the door to your heart, uncle wants to come in."
No matter how vulgar it sounded, the God-Transforming Divine Sword slapped him in the face very arrogantly.
Hey, you are just a will that is not even a weapon spirit. How can you spit?
Tang San could really feel the spit from a kitchen knife, and couldn't help but laugh and cry.
"Little guy, please refine it for me quickly, otherwise I, a poor monk, I..."
Tang Sanzong held his chin and thought for a long time. It seemed that he really couldn't do anything about it?
"Little guy, do you want some candy?"
"Baby, do you want uncle to tell you a story?"
"Son, call daddy!"
"Do you know what this is? This is your brother, Brick!"
"Believe it or not, I buried you in the hut?"
The Divine Sword of Transformation cried, and Tang Sanzong also cried...
This knife, this knife can't take in any oil or salt!
Tang San was exhausted mentally and physically. Isn't this more difficult than raising a child?
This touches upon the poor monk’s knowledge blind spot.
I remember that I always had to feed some blood or something while watching TV. Could it be that I wanted to suck blood?
Are you a sanitizer?
It was ready. He raised the blade and passed it with his index finger. A cloud of blood spilled out and fell on the blade.
"This poor monk's blood is very precious. Ask the monsters in the three realms, how many immortal crystals can be obtained from a drop of my blood or a piece of meat on the black market?"
"You are the only one who is so lucky. If you eat my flesh and drink my blood, you can directly ascend on the spot. Inhale it quickly, and then refine it for me."
Sure enough, it worked, and the knife was so enjoyable to suck.
Half a day later...
That's it?
Just sucking but not doing any work?
Tang San's burial site exploded, and after sucking the blood, Cai Dao continued to be arrogant, as if he was mocking him for being a fool.
…
Three days later, Tang Sanzun staggered out, his face pale, his steps sloppy, and he supported the wall.
The whole person was hollowed out.
The Queen Mother looked suspicious. Could you point to a knife?
"you?"
"I……"
Although the ambition is strong, the body is disabled. Looking at the blue sky, my eyes are looking at each other and my heart is blank.
