947 overlord level, 8 stars ... is that very low?
the hidden scripture bridge was an arch-shaped bridge made of floating rocks. it was over ten thousand in length and over a thousand in width, and it was filled with independent bridge holes.
in the middle of it, there was a tall stone tablet with dense jade-green characters engraved on it.
in front of it, there was a well with a diater of ten ters. it was round and ancient, shrouded in a hazy mist of light and the breath of ti.
“i wonder what can lingzi would think when he awakens and sees us again?”
bai wushang wandered around and stopped in front of the stone tablet and the shaft, his eyebrows slightly raised.
if nothing unexpected happened, he would be stationed here for the next few years.
if one broke through the 21st level of the heavenly path, they would be able to obtain an immortal talisman.
the hidden scripture bridge could provide it as well.
the difference was that the threshold of the hidden scripture bridge was different, and the difficulty of the two was on different dinsions.
however, compared to the circle of masters, it would take ti and resources to accumulate celestial talisman fragnts.
finally, he would synthesize a complete celestial talisman in exchange for the help of a miracle creature ...
this path had never been interrupted for tens of thousands of years. it was always one of the thousands of choices from the immortal body to the sovereign body in the transcendent world.
“whoosh! whoosh!”
bai wushang opened his storage ring, took out a bottle of dicinal pills and a three-thousand-year-old dicinal herb, and threw them into the well.
however, a strange green wind blew and spat out the two items. they floated in front of him and could not fall down.
bai wushang didn’t look surprised, and he cut open another spatial crack.
he took out two relatively precious fifth-grade delicacies from the many reserves of the ice world and threw them into the well again.
the sa scene happened again. the shaft did not accept his feeding and refused to open the door.
“as expected ...”
“must it be made on the spot before it can be considered a” tribute “?”
bai wushang nodded slightly, as if he had understood sothing.
at this mont, the sound of air being cut rang out. a man in luxurious clothes leaped and appeared on the south side of the bridge, looking at him from a distance.
behind them were dozens of people. there were white-haired old n, strong middle-aged n, foreign female cultivators in strange clothes ... all of them were the people from the square earlier.
such a huge movent woke up so of the masters who were not in their own separate bridge holes. they frowned and looked at him with a hint of bla.
the hidden scripture bridge was suitable for silence and not for noise!
just now, when lord can lingzi woke up, the commotion was big enough. why was there no end to it?
“eh ... rabbit prince ...”
since lao slai did not speak, old daoist qiu could not hold it in anymore. he asked with a bitter face,
” mister rabbit, why is lord can lingzi ignoring us? he said that he had overused his energy and needed to sleep? ”
“the three of us ... we worked hard for more than ten years to get the celestial talismans. we’ve been preparing for this day for a long ti ...”
” if i didn’t co,’he’ wouldn’t have awakened so easily, right? ” bai wushang said indifferently, ” isn’t it normal for him to be summoned and wake up automatically when more than seven celestial talismans appear? ”
” that’s right ... ” old daoist qiu couldn’t figure out young master rabbit’s background. he was a late-stage lord, but he had lowered his attitude.
“but you’re already here, and he’s awake. how could he ...”
” as the words say, can lingzi has lost too much of his source and is temporarily unable to bear your ritual. ”
bai wushang shook his head and interrupted, ” “this is not what i wanted, i have so regrets.”
” but in fact, this karma has nothing to do with . i don’t want to hear gossip, and i don’t want to be disturbed. ”
” sigh ... forget it. i’ll wait for a few more years and wait a little longer. ”
old daoist qiu opened his mouth and hesitated for a few seconds, but he did not dare to ask further. he retreated with a worried expression.
” hold on, the thing you want to help with the evolution is your ‘fierce howling cloud tiger’? ”
bai wushang’s heart skipped a beat as he closed the distance between them and pointed at the fat yellow tiger.
“eh?” daoist qiu stopped and answered honestly, ”
” that’s true. xiaohu was severely injured in his early years. although he managed to survive, his lifespan was greatly reduced, and even his bloodline had problems. ”
“its abnormal obesity is an external manifestation ... i’ve tried various thods, but i couldn’t solve the problem, so i had to co to the immortal ascension stage to try my luck ...”
the corners of bai wushang’s mouth, which was hidden under the mask, raised into a faint smile. he asked in a soft voice, ”
“how about we make a deal?”
” i’m in charge of healing the howling cloud tiger’s old injuries and providing an extrely safe evolutionary path. ”
” what you need to pay is the corresponding raw materials, as well as the collection of hundreds of kinds of herbs, ranging from common to rare, for as remuneration. ”
“you ... you’re confident in treating xiaohu?” old daoist qiu’s eyes widened. ” i have to remind you that its old injuries are really complicated. even as an alchemist grandmaster, i can’t solve it by myself. i need help from the outside world ... ”
“i’m sure i can heal my injuries.”
bai wushang said with certainty, ” it’s the direction of evolution. although it’s safe, it can only advance to the 8-star overlord level. there’s no hope of the sovereign king body’s peak bloodline. can you accept this? ”
“can ... only?” old daoist qiu repeated. he and his old friends looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
overlord level, 8 stars ... was that very low?
wasn’t this the sovereign king body, one of the more outstanding bloodline qualities?
he was afraid that it was because he was old and out of touch with the tis.
old daoist qiu looked around and found that everyone was looking at the rabbit-faced man in the sa way.
it was more or less complicated, stimulated, complicated, and stimulated ...
the difference between people was actually so great?
if they didn’t have the peak bloodline, then they were all classified as ” bad students “. wasn’t this a little too extre?
but ... when he thought of how rabbit prince was a ruthless man who had crossed the road to heaven in two hours, old daoist qiu imdiately let go of the hundreds of millions of setbacks he had.
” young master, if you can cure little tiger and continue his bloodline ... this is a great favor. whatever you need, i will do my best to prepare it for you! ”
“don’t worry, there’s nothing particularly valuable.”
” compared to the ti you’ll waste on the immortal ascension stage, i estimate that you’ll only need one or two months to collect what i need. ”
“so fast?” if it was soone else who said this, old daoist qiu would probably scoff and regard them as liars.
however, the rabbit prince carried a sacred beast with him and could drain a miracle creature dry on his own.
with such a mysterious background and powerful ans, he was already 80 – 90% convinced.
“eat this, and your old injuries will be healed.”
bai wushang took out a delicious dish called “healthy lotus root cake” and handed it to old qiu.
in order to extract recipes suitable for angels, over the years, the number of fifth-grade recipes he had obtained had accumulated to more than 1000.
there were too many miscellaneous things inside that were of no use.
however, there were also quite a few recipes, such as healing, dispelling poison, strengthening, and improving growth. bai wushang would cook them himself and seal them in the ice world for ergencies.
now that they had beco lords, their pets were trying to reach the nirvana realm.
the value of these finished products plumted. if they were not dealt with as soon as possible, it would be aningless to hoard them in cells in the ice world.
bai wushang wanted to use them in exchange for a certain reward.
at the sa ti, he would use the resources he received in return to cook up a new recipe, thus becoming the ‘tributes’ of the hidden scripture bridge.
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