Has My Skill Become Perfect? !

Wei Daosheng was picked up by the senior sister and returned to the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, and everything seemed to be developing normally. Until the golden finger is activated, the painting style changes... Have all the techniques become refined? ! [Loyal Wuji Kung Fu: The master humiliates the minister and dies! Those who speak rude words borrow methods from Wuji, so the villain will help his master become Wuji and crush him severely! [The brave Tiangang Sword Formation: The last general will kill that guy! Lord, please warm the wine, I will ensure that when you come back with your head raised, the wine will still be warm! [Tricky Fengyun Jue: Master, if the minister thinks that the Immortal Emperor has great trust in you, you can hit him with a sap behind you; drug him with the immortal wine; have a mutiny on the bridge, and wear a yellow robe, that's not a bad idea! Wei Daosheng: "Don't talk nonsense. I am a Buddhist. I am used to looking at the autumn moon and spring breeze. I have no desires or desires! Well... Go and kill them all!"