Chapter 5932

Although it's only the most holy product now, it seems that it's still too early to become a saint. Just look at Zhuang Dafu's dream of becoming a butterfly in order to become a saint. Every night he sleeps, flapping his wings and flying all over Daofu. Chen Dafu's dream of becoming a saint is to become a saint. He sleeps all day and sleeps all night. He can imagine how difficult it is to become a saint.

Gu Fenghua, who is prepared for a rainy day, naturally worries about his future promotion.

I didn't expect that I had such good luck to find Tianxu Dao Shenguo. With her alchemy, and the pill that has been handed down for thousands of years and has gone to Wuhu to store essence, it is not difficult to refine the Taoist pill.

This also means that as long as the cultivation is one to the most holy nine grades, she can easily be promoted to become a saint! If this kind of good thing falls on others, I'm afraid I'll wake up in my dreams.

By the way, Chen Yuantang's several people are going to make a lot of efforts in order to be promoted to become a saint, and they are going to be in a dilemma. Of course, this kind of good thing can't be done without them.

The more I think about it, the more I feel happy and excited. Gu Fenghua can't wait to put more than ten pieces of Tianxu daoshenguo into the storage bracelet. Although wushangcangwu ring is everywhere, it's not worth money, but this storage bracelet was made by my brothers, and the internal space is not inferior to the storage ring, so she didn't plan to replace it.

Then, she will move the grass into the pure land of spiritual heart.

"Wait a minute. If you throw it into the pure land of spirit, it's useless." At this time, the sword spirit spoke again.

"Why?" Gu Fenghua's mind coagulated and stopped.

"It's Tianxu Dao Shenguo. Do you really think it's lingguo?" Said the sword spirit.

"Isn't it?" Gu Fenghua asked in a strange way.

"Tianxu daoshen fruit just looks like lingguo, but it's actually the combination of Lingqi and Daoyun. The Tianxu daoshen grass in your hand is the same as Daoling grass, and it will soon disappear when you throw it into the pure land of Lingxin." The sword explains the way.

"Then, stay here?" Gu Fenghua asked.

Since this plant of Tianxu daoshen grass will dissipate by itself when it is put into the pure land of spiritual heart, it is of course the best to stay in its original place. Maybe it can be harvested again in tens of thousands of years.

"It's a pity to leave it here. Eat it." Said the sword spirit.

"Eat... Are you sure you can eat this?" Gu Fenghua looked at the green grass in his hand and asked with some worry.

At first, she thought it was green and pretty, but at the thought of eating it, she couldn't help but have sour water in her stomach. Food belongs to food, not everything. Eat grass. That's what cattle, horses and sheep should do. OK.

"Nonsense, your father ate a plant of Tianxu daoshen grass at that time, so he washed the marrow and cut down the veins. Even the blood veins changed with it, and later he became the emperor of heaven." The sword essence says with words.

Sure enough! Gu Fenghua had guessed that his father had made no achievements in the first few hundred years when he came to wushangtian, but later he became famous overnight and became the most powerful emperor of wushangtian, probably because of the change of blood, which is mostly related to the Daochi in Qingyuan.

Cheap essence said, completely confirmed her guess.

"Well, don't dawdle. Eat quickly. After eating, practice quickly." The sword essence impatiently urges a way.

Since his father was relying on Tianxu daoshen to cut down the veins and even change his blood, Gu Fenghua had nothing to worry about.