Chapter 268
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If this was any other time, Jiao Zimo would not have dared to ask for benefits so openly.
To be picked up by the War God Temple's Junior Senior Brother was already an honor that would make others jealous. Yet, he kept on being unsatisfied. His greedy face was disgusting.
However, it seemed that the short time he spent with Zhen Xiaoxiao gave him the courage to ignore the authority of a superior.
So what if I am shameless? So what if I am greedy?
The Flying Dragon Temple is my homeland. Even if I have a bad reputation and the Nascent Infant Senior Brother doesn't like me, before everything is arranged, I will not leave easily!
Three requests!
Lian Zi Zhuo counted Jiao Zimo's three requests in his heart. Before him, the three swords and two blades all knelt down under the War God Mountain and humbly waited for his arrival.
Only this plain clothed sword cultivator had an embarrassed and frightened expression, but he still insisted on the voice in his heart.
Not for himself, but for his friends and old friends.
This is … Master Wu Jiang's Sword Dao.
Emotionless swordsmen, emotionless cultivators of the world!
Though his face did not show it, Lian Zi Zhuo secretly thought highly of Jiao Zimo.
"Here is a Phoenix Begging Pill. I will give it to you. You have 45 minutes to say goodbye to your old friends."
The purple haired man shook out a mysterious, flawless pill from his sleeve. When it touched the wind, the slightly red and slightly gold body of the pill had an illusionary phoenix feather!
"Oh my god! Did I hear it wrong … Phoenix Begging Pill? As long as the Spirit Base is not broken, it can heal all meridian injuries, open up the Heaven Valley and Earth Xuan, and cleanse the Spirit Base! "
The jaws of the onlookers dropped to the ground, and their noses twitched with all their might. Although the divine pill that might appear in the hands of a Core Formation cultivator didn't belong to them, the medicinal fragrance it emitted in the air seemed to clear up the blocked meridians in their bodies.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Lian. I will never forget this favor." After accepting the pill from Lian Zi Zhuo, Jiao Zimo thanked him profusely with a guilty expression.
He had asked for a lot today. In the future, when he goes to the War God Temple, he will cultivate the sword well and do whatever his Junior Senior Brother says without any complaints.
After thanking Lian Zizhuo, Jiu Zimo handed the Phoenix Begging Pill to Uncle Xiong without hesitation.
"Silly … silly child!" The one-eyed black old man couldn't hold back his tears. He was so moved that he couldn't speak.
If this pill was really as good as it was said to be, then he had full confidence that he would be able to recover the strength he had when he was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, and he might even have the confidence to open the Light!
Roar!
The Howling Sky Moon Bear behind him roared with joy.
Ao ao ao ao ao!
In Jiu Zimo's arms, a baby Moon Bear responded in a childish voice. The baby Moon Bear woke up and extended its meaty fist to everyone.
This person … didn't seem too bad.
Zhen Xiaoxiao, who was standing at the back of the crowd, was actually observing Lian Zizhuo's every move.
Dongling's Five Swords and Five Sabers all had to call him Senior Brother!
Now, did he need to expose the Black Saber Inheritance?
However, the War God Temple seemed to be very serious. After capturing Jiao Zimo, they only gave him 45 minutes to rest before forcing him to enter the temple to cultivate. Looking at Lian Zizhuo's cultivation, he could vividly imagine that the War God Temple would definitely be filled with big shots. Any one of them would be a ruthless character who could crush him to death with just a flick of their fingers!
At the thought of this, Zhen Xiaoxiao shuddered and hid her eyes again and again.
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