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Chapter 3662

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Dao Gold, Immortal Essence, Silver Snake Illusionary Whip, Black Flame Awl, Heavenly Phoenix Rope … Exquisite array formations, spells, and talismans, and even a fair-skinned attendant transformed from a small wooden fish stood obediently behind Hun Zhen.

These were all the "rewards" for passing the test.

However, when she thought of the word 'reward' now, Zhen Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed red to the point of burning. The backdoor had been opened so obviously, causing her to truly be unable to help but sigh inwardly at the unfairness of the world. The viciousness and viciousness of those of great clans was truly indescribable.

"Who are you?" Hun Zhen nodded slightly. He did not expect that there would be a humanized artifact spirit among his spoils.

"Young Master, my name is Ding Chan."

The little attendant suddenly bowed to Hun Zhen, but he lowered his head so quickly that the fake bun on his head immediately fell off, revealing the little monk's ring scars.

What the hell?

Hun Zhen was a little scared when he saw the monk. He did not know why his father had snatched a small wooden fish from the private storage of the four palaces on the day when he finally reconciled with his wife.

"What can you do?" Hun Zhen asked hesitantly.

"I can …" Ding Chan looked blank, as if he did not know how to answer this question. He scratched his big head and uncertainly counted his fingers. "I can grind ink, make tea, fumigate clothes, fold blankets … and, and recite books!" Ding Chan's eyes lit up and he answered excitedly, as if reciting books was the best skill he had.

"Can you recite scriptures? The kind that you can't stop? "Hun Zhen was still vigilant.

"No." Ding Chan shook his head awkwardly. "But if Young Master has a request, I can reluctantly learn Ding Chan."

The little fellow looked very obedient.

"Okay, okay, then you can follow me in the future."

Hun Zhen heaved a sigh of relief and put Ding Chan and the other immortal treasures into a small storage bag and his own pocket. Although his father had as many immortal treasures as this, the things he snatched were always more exciting than his own.

"Xiaoxiao!"

Pointing at the lotus mountain, Hun Zhen squinted, his eyes shining like those of a predator.

"There are forty-nine altars of the Great Dao on this mountain, and each of them is profound and profound. Perhaps one of the Dao Art Sacrificial Altars is fated with you and me! "

"In that case, I have to go and take a look." Zhen Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling like little stars.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother! This is incredible! "

At the same time, Pan Dan, who had suffered a great blow, hurriedly rushed to Ye Soundless' cave. After breaking the barrier, he tearfully described what he had seen and heard.

The Rising Sun Demon Realm, which had been repaired by the core formation, could not stop Hun Zhen and Little Zhen!

Snow's illusory realm, which had been repaired by the formation core … was instantly destroyed!

"Junior Martial Sister, are you sure you didn't use the wrong formation core?" Pan Dan's cries were so noisy that Ye Soundless' face darkened.

Whether it was the Rising Sun Demon Realm or the Snow Harmony Illusion, they had both left a deep impression on him and caused him heavy injuries in these hundred years. He had narrowly escaped death because of these two calamities, and at the same time, he was very confident that among his peers, there was almost no one who could match him.

Now, Pan Dan said that a mere peak master of Second Dream Sky had broken two formations in a day. She was clearly mocking his incompetence!

How could he endure such humiliation?

"Give me the golden cauldron and the core formation core!"

His tone was a little impolite. Rather than saying that he was handing them over, it was more like he was robbing them. Ye Soundless put down his cultivation, waved his sleeve, and grabbed the immortal treasures from Pan Dan's hand.

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