Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 559
In fact, the master was so self-willed and made his master go through a life-and-death catastrophe, the little tiger was extremely displeased.

If its owner has good or bad, it will also be finished with it.

Little Huzi was simmering with anger, this master really lost his affection for a hundred years!

No amount of pills in the past could temporarily calm the raging anger in Xiao Huzi's heart.

If he wanted to calm Xiao Huzi's inner anger, he would have to get more spirit stones and pills.

The seventh-rank little tiger suppressed his anger, and said loudly: "Grandmaster, open your eyes, so that you can survive the catastrophe!"

Mu Sheng, who was up and down in mid-air, the purple soft light on his body had disappeared, and he kept shouting hot with his eyes closed, as if he could faintly hear the roar of the little tiger, but at this moment it was still like being in a sea of ​​flames, as if It's as if he didn't hear the little tiger's roar at all.

Suddenly there was another gust of wind.

It is a cloudy wind.

Like the wind from the netherworld.

With the wind came, there was a cloud.

It was a cold air that could frostbite the soul.

Du Jie patriarch couldn't help shivering.

But Mu Sheng felt extremely comfortable.

Mu Sheng couldn't help but groaned again, and then his expression relaxed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Little Pegasus' eyes widened.

Gray luck?

At this moment, above Mu Sheng's head was gray luck!
What is gray luck?
Could it be the unique luck of a person who came back from the dead?
The ancestors in the clan didn't tell it, and it couldn't be sure.

But anyway, it was an eye-opener, the first time I saw a person with gray luck.

"It's that Feng Yin is not here." Xiao Huzi said tremblingly, "I don't know if the dark wind just now returned to the throne with the remnant spirit of the master?"

An Qingli, who was pale, also opened her eyes and looked at Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng with gray luck.

"Apprentice!" As if waking up from a coma, Mu Sheng's body was still full of spiritual power, and he touched the bright purple cassock that was still hot on his body, feeling that the cassock was of a different grade than before, and opened his mouth with a smile, "When will you wear this cassock on your teacher?"

As soon as these words came out, the people present looked at each other in blank dismay. This grand master probably didn't know that he had died once just now.

Dead without knowing it!

An Qingli mobilized her spiritual power and responded: "Master, the Resurrection Pill has been used, and there is no second chance to be resurrected. Go through the catastrophe wholeheartedly!"

"what?!"

Mu Sheng was shocked, as if he had been struck by thunder, but at this moment, another thunderbolt struck Mu Sheng's head directly.

No surprises, amidst the exclamation, Mu Sheng was struck by lightning again.

But with the protection robes of immortal grade blocking him, although Mu Sheng was in danger, his body was not affected, but his spiritual power was severely depleted.

"Quickly take the nourishing pill!"

An Qingli couldn't help reminding that, like many high-level monks present, she was worried about estimating Mu Sheng's physical and spiritual power consumption.

After being reminded by his apprentice, Mu Sheng hurriedly took the tonic elixir.

After the rest of the high-ranking bosses exchanged glances with each other, they had fully confirmed the grade of the robe on Mu Sheng's body.

Fairy steps?

It turned out to be a fairy rank!
There are no immortal-grade craftsmen in Bianlan Realm, and there is only one ninth-rank master craftsman alive.

But how could the master craftsman be able to make immortal protective robes.

Besides, the bright purple cassock looks like Mu Sheng's style at first glance, and it's not an ancient treasure.

So where did this immortal defense robe come from?

Anyway, this fairy robe must not be on Mu Sheng's body at the beginning, otherwise Mu Sheng would have worn it on his body from the beginning.

A large group of high-ranking bosses turned their attention to An Qingli again.

Especially the master craftsmen of Baoqi Peak, their eyes were full of sparks, as if they were going to melt An Qingli.

Could it be...

Could it be that An Qingli can also make fairy artifacts?

How could it be possible, An Qingli was only at this age, and at the beginning of the Nascent Soul, no matter how talented she was, she couldn't create a fairy weapon.

unless……

Unless it's An Qingli, who met an unborn fairy refiner by chance, or raised a fairy refiner, in the space magic weapon!
Unable to contain their excitement, several master craftsmen of Tian Yunzong flocked to An Qingli.

An Qingli shook her head slightly.

The two patriarchs, Qi Min and Qi Gao, also suppressed the shock in their hearts, and stopped several master craftsmen who were rushing at a distance of a hundred feet away.

"tell you later."

Qi Gao spoke.

The few master craftsmen could only suppress their puffs in their hearts, and waited beside them scratching their hearts.

Little Pegasus sighed in the spirit beast bag. Its owner exposed too many things for Grandmaster Mu Sheng to overcome the elixir thunder disaster.

Especially after a while, no matter whether the grand master succeeds in crossing the elixir thunder calamity or not, its owner will have to reveal his true alchemy level.

Xiao Lingxi looked at those impatient and patient refining masters, as well as those who wanted to speak but knew the timing was wrong, and probably understood Grandmaster Mu Sheng's mood of refining alchemy ahead of time.

It's like a stunning beauty who keeps seducing Mu Sheng. It's not easy for Mu Sheng to persist for nearly [-] years before breaking his achievements.

If there is a Ninth Grade Poison Pill placed in front of it, it would be difficult for it to persist without taking it for five days, let alone fifty years.

If it weren't for the fifty-year agreement with Qingli, even Grandmaster Mu Sheng's temperament, knowing that there is a dead end, would have to ignore the alchemy.

After all, Mu Sheng felt that life and death were his own business, and he didn't need others to take care of it.

In fact, if you don't talk about others, just talk about his apprentice An Qingli, how can you just watch him die.

The robbery cloud surged.

Mu Sheng's elixir and thunder calamity are still going on.

But Mu Sheng, who was protected by the fairy robes and had enough ninth-grade nourishing pills, was no longer so frightening.

"Grandmaster, good job!"

Someone actually wept with joy.

With a master who is protected by an immortal vestment, he will be able to survive a desperate situation.

The two patriarchs, Qi Min and Qi Gao, still did their best to protect An Qingli.

With the blessing of "The Secret of Rejuvenation", An Qingli's complexion has improved significantly.

But Qi Min and Qi Gao's two patriarchs were still surprised and delighted, they knew that this little girl was often isolated and had many secrets, but they didn't know that this little girl not only had many secrets, but was also so astonishing.

Immortal robes can also be crafted.

This must be the gospel of how many monks who have crossed the thunder tribulation!
They don't even know how many secrets this girl has!
Although Jieyun kept churning, the soft purple light that occasionally lit up seemed to enter the hearts and eyes of everyone present like a reassurance.

That's Grandmaster Mu Sheng who wears the celestial robe and is blessed with the Ninth Grade Nourishing Elixir.

Having regained his confidence, Mu Sheng even tried to throw out the defensive array in his hand.

Although he didn't succeed even once, everyone couldn't help being happy seeing Mu Sheng's lively appearance.

The young disciples started counting for Mu Sheng in unison, and even the senior monks couldn't hold back their excitement and participated in it one after another.

A thunderbolt fell.

The younger brothers shouted in unison: "Ninety-one!"

A moment later, there was another thunder.

The little brothers shouted again excitedly: "Ninety-two!"

After a while, there was another excited voice: "Ninety-three!"

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(End of this chapter)