The war between immortals and demons was about to begin. The various factions of the Xuantian world prayed to heaven in order to resist the demons. Finally, the gods were pitiful and sent down a ray of life.
The genius of Xuantianmen's mythical and legendary figure who has cultivated to the stage of becoming a god in just a thousand years is finally willing to recruit disciples and pass on his mantle.
"Apprentice, don't be impatient when it comes to cultivating immortality. Even as a teacher, it took me three months of meditation before I could barely grasp the basics of Qi training."
"Master, is this it?" The senior brother, who had practiced for three days, held out a flame the size of his finger.
"Master, why is my flame green?" Ye Wanwan cried and wanted to seek comfort from her master.
The master is shocked, you have reached the foundation building stage? So scary
——Start practicing
The master looked at the young apprentice who was born with a sword but was interested in healing arts, and couldn't help but feel itchy hands.
Ye Wanwan said that she was not only interested in treatment, but also in demon refining, but not in sword practice.
——
The master, who had been practicing for a day, just stood up and smelled the strong aroma of meat.
"Evil disciple! You actually roasted the crane and ate its meat? It has been three years since your cultivation was only at the Golden Core stage. I have never seen an evil disciple as lazy and lazy as you."
Later
The war between immortals and demons is about to break out. A generation of geniuses rush to the battlefield, and the destruction of the world is about to begin. Ye Wanwan hates kendo the most
Finally picked up - treatment, reverse poisonous milk, open!
Intention: The world of cultivating immortals has been sieved, but Ye Wanwan stands out and remains standing.