Twelve liquid red sun divine copper floating in the air, emitting a dazzling divine light, making Zhong Shengwan feel a little distressed when she saw it.
This is the world's top refining spirit material. If you refine the essence of the Red Sun Divine Copper, it will be no problem to make it into a quasi-emperor weapon.
Ji Congxin was ready to give it to their disciples.
It's a waste. You must know that these disciples have the highest cultivation level and are capable of being of great power.
Ji Congxin didn't care. He had received gifts from the generous demon emperor Xue Yueqing before, and the red sun god bronze in his hand was all from Luanshan.
The runes shine, and the essence of heaven and earth gathers on top of the twelve pieces of Red Sun Divine Copper. Straws of mysterious Taoist marks are burned on the Red Sun Divine Copper, and then gradually disappear.
Two quarters of an hour later, the thing Ji Congxin wanted to refine slowly formed, and it was twelve tokens, emitting golden light, shining like small suns.
Finally, Ji Congxin waved his hand and made a comeback. More than one or twelve numbers appeared on the twelve gold medals.
Then the light on the token gradually dissipated and finally returned to calm, with a golden color all over, looking relatively ordinary.
"Hey, look at these two scriptures, why did you move by yourself?"
Zhong Shengwan pointed to the second of the twelve scriptures thrown by Ji Congxin.
After a while, Xiao Zixi and his sister successfully seized a scripture.
Then the two of them were immediately teleported out.
"Master, why did you let my brother be ahead of me?"
Xiao Zixi looked at her brother who had already come out one step ahead of her and couldn't help but curl her lips.
"What? Do you want to be ahead of me? No big or small." Xiao Zixi's brother's face turned cold and he looked at his sister unkindly.
"Hey, I'd known it would have been a little sooner."
Xiao Zixi looked up at the sky, complaining about herself, not afraid of her brother at all.
Time passes slowly.
In the secret realm, many disciples caused fierce competition. Many people saw Xiao Zixi and his sister win two scriptures with their own eyes, which means that there are only ten places left.
More than 30 people even started fighting, which made Ji Congxin's face cold and he didn't see how he acted. These people disappeared mysteriously. Of course, they were not killed. Ji Congxin was not a crazy person, he just took the initiative.
The monk who was provoking trouble moved to other places on Ziwei Ancient Star.
In the future, life and death will be based on fate, wealth and honor will be in heaven, and it has nothing to do with him.
Ji Congxin no longer tampered with the remaining ten sutras and allowed these unknown disciples to search for them.
It depends on luck and strength.
In the secret realm, there are many illusion arrays, and almost every unknown disciple has to experience it.
Especially on the way close to the Scriptures.
In the illusion, they forgot the past and forgot that they were in the secret realm, showing their truest side.
They will face an important choice - whether to choose their former relatives and friends, or sacrifice their own blood to create a bright future for their future?
Faced with the devil who is raging the world, should we choose to stick to the right path or be willing to climb up step by step as a minion?
Faced with the enemy's coercion and temptation, should we choose to break the matter or accept the treasure and push our accomplices into the abyss?
Should I be more like Junbao, or would I be more willing to become Tianbao?
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This is a difficult choice, especially for those who are in the game. In the eyes of some wise men, the former is obviously a bit stupid. If you didn’t choose the former, you might have died long ago if you didn’t have the luck.
As long as the latter does not die, future achievements will definitely be limitless.
When it comes to future achievements, the latter is probably higher.
But the latter is not the person Ji Congxin needs. Even if these people can become emperors and immortals in the future, it will not be of much benefit to Ji Congxin.
These people are destined to be out of the way with the scriptures.
There are very few who have always insisted on choosing the former, which makes people sigh.
But under the huge base, there are still many.
A day later, the third person who received the scriptures finally appeared was Qi Yunxiao, which surprised Ji Congxin.
Although he paid more attention to Qi Yunxiao, he really didn't help.
Many monks with better cultivation than him did not get the scriptures, but were taken first by him.
Ten days later, all the twelve volumes of scriptures were finally collected.
The twelve disciples stood in front of Ji Congxin with respect and joy on their faces.
The one with the highest cultivation level has entered the realm of power, Xiao Zixi and his sister, and the weakest is a monk from the Divine Bridge, even weaker than Qi Yunxiao.
With a wave of his hand, all the disciples in the secret realm were released.
These people looked at the twelve people in front of Ji Congxin and immediately understood what they meant, with a look of regret.
Fortunately, many people have gained a lot. Ji Congxin copied a lot of the first twelve versions of the scriptures, even the thirteenth version, and almost every disciple has a volume or two in his hand.
If they exchange secretly, they might be able to collect the complete version from the Wheel Sea to the Saint King Realm.
But, I didn't get a quota for disciples.
Ji Congxin did not feel the need to hide these scriptures.
"From now on, you are my disciples. Remember to practice diligently in the future. If you don't know how to do it, you can discuss the truth with each other. Xiao Ziran and Xiao Zixi, you two need to help them more."
"There are twelve gold medals here, and some wonderful uses, I'll leave them to you."
Ji Congxin opened his mouth and ordered that the twelve gold medals made of Red Sun God Copper flew into the hands of these disciples.
"Thank you, Master."
The disciples responded with joy.
Afterwards, a simple apprenticeship ended, and Ji Congxin continued to retreat.
His clone enlightenment of the ancient tea tree broke through the quasi-emperor realm, which gave him more insights.
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Time flies, and it is another seven months.
Ouyang Feng consolidated his cultivation level at the quasi-emperor level well.
His figure appeared in the starry sky, and the celestial bodies moved, dripping beautifully.
"The quasi-emperor practices a bit slow!"
Ouyang Congxin sighed in his heart. It has been almost a year since he broke through the Quasi Emperor, and there is still a considerable distance from the Quasi Emperor's second level.
Suddenly, Ouyang Feng's eyes narrowed, and a light gate appeared a hundred feet away in front of him.
It was originally just a spot of light, but it expanded in the blink of an eye. The light gate was one zhang wide and three zhang long. It was extremely holy and had faint symbols flowing on it.
At the same time, the vast waves emit from the light gate, allowing clear sensing to occur tens of thousands of miles away.
"what happened?"
Ouyang Feng's followers arrived at the rush and looked at the light gate in front of him, and had some guesses.
"The Emperor Pass is about to open."
Looking at the Light Gate, Ouyang Feng felt a sense of induction. The ancient road had not been completed. He had only passed through branches of various tribes before. He was nominated for the crystal stele before, but he did not expect the Light Gate to appear so soon.
"Master, what are you still hesitating? Take one step and become an emperor is right in front of you! This life will definitely be yours. The glory of Emperor Ouyang is destined to shine on the heaven and earth and let the creatures remember forever. When I am old, I will definitely write an article.
The master's biography passes on the master's great achievements."
Looking at the Light Gate, the Feitian Divine Tiger couldn't help but speak.
Now the followers are convinced that they can’t be convinced anymore.