Chapter 4833

Three Zhipin pills can make the ordinary top repair to produce immortal root pills, which is beyond the scope of treasures.

Not to mention these fairy mountain masters, even as the prince's son, he has never seen such a mysterious pill.

All of them are crushed, but at present, Wei Liujia has offered three on his face. Naturally, there is no mountain owner, and he can beat his front and defeat his awn!

A total of three Zhipin pills were sent into the hands of Childe Jiu, which established Wei Liujia's unshakable position at the moment.

Wei Liujia smiled again, "Lord Ding, are there any treasures that have not been given?"

Ding Chunshan, who already knew the situation, was fat and white, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I still have..."

Before finishing a sentence, Wei Liujia took out a box from his arms, "I'll offer another pill, which is the same as the three pills."

There was silence in the heavenly palace, with dingchunshan's face as gray as death.

Four Supreme pills are given to four immortals. How can you fucking play with them? When can even Yanxian be mass produced?!

Yan Xian is the thoroughfare of supreme reason, not a trifle. Having immortal roots means realizing the thoroughfare of progress, which is vertical and horizontal, and the subsequent impact is unpredictable!

Four Zhipin pills completely defeated Ding Chunshan, or crushed him.

The other 16 mountain owners and six blessed land owners consciously received all the gifts they offered to the court, so as not to make a fool of themselves.

Looking at this scene, Jian Wushuang smiled. The five pills in Wei Liujia's hand were all screened by him, which were fairly standard, but it was true that they could help ordinary top cultivation to produce immortal roots. As for whether they could achieve the position of Yan Xian, it could only be said to depend on fate.

Ding Chunshan felt the insurmountable horror for the first time. All the belongings he prepared had been completely useless, and he was also completely defeated.

The offering of this year's Chinese year made Wei Liujia, who should have made a fool of himself, come out in the limelight.

After taking a deep breath, the childe corrected in a slow voice, "Liujia, tell me what reward you want. Everything can be given to you within my ability."

Wei Liujia heard the speech, smiled, and smiled very happily, "Your Highness, Wei Liujia really wants something."

"What?"

"I want Ding Chunshan to take off my shoes and press my feet."

This rather funny sentence stunned childe Jiu and all mountain masters for a moment, but they soon understood the meaning of it.

Wei Liujia is tit for tat, repaying the difficulties he suffered in the previous years of China.

Every time, Ding Chunshan challenged him and asked him to improvise a sword dance. The scene was quite embarrassing.

Now is the time to fight back.

Ding Chunshan couldn't believe it, and then looked at the childe like asking for help.

The childe coughed and waved.

Wei Liujia promised, and then looked at Ding Chunshan with a smile.

This is a complete disgrace. Once he has done it, he will endure ridicule among all mountain owners.

But he had to do it. The childe had acquiesced, and he couldn't go against it.

Ding Chunshan's face was deathly gray, and his lips crouched down. Just as his hands were about to touch his boots, Wei Liujia stepped back half a step, stared at him deeply, and went straight back to the original place.

"Go back soon." The childe corrected his voice and scolded Ding Chunshan back.

This time, four Zhipin pills were harvested for the Chinese New Year pilgrimage, and his mood was extremely good in an instant. Now the forces among various emperors have already formed. Even if the vast division is infinite, it is quite difficult to recruit four Yan immortals out of thin air.

For Yu Zijiu, these four pills have improved his strength.

Thinking of this, he looked at the white robed Yanxian beside him.

White robed Yan Xian understood, but immediately bent over and whispered, "Your Highness, is it too hasty?"

"Don't be hasty, announce it." The childe corrected faintly.

White robed Yan Xian promised, and then walked forward a few steps, facing all Yan Xian in the heavenly palace, announced.

"Today, with the permission of your highness, Wei Liujia, the Lord of Dagu Mountain, made great contributions to Damian. It is specially announced that Wei Liujia was promoted to Xiaotian official, and Dagu Mountain under his seat was upgraded to a blessed place, enjoying all the blessings and good fortune of the Lord of the blessed place, which takes effect immediately."

All the mountain owners and the Lord of the blessed land were shocked, and Wei Liujia almost fell from his seat.

Dagushan inexplicably became a blessed place and enjoyed the good fortune, and he was unexpectedly promoted to a small heavenly official?!

All this is just because of the four Zhipin pills.

Everything came so fast that Wei Liujia felt like a dream.

It was not until he knelt down and resumed his life that his mind gradually became clear. It was true to be an official in heaven, and it was also true to enjoy the blessing of the Lord of heaven.

He looked back, and the sword that was still sitting there smiled at him.

Wei Liujia had never been agitated at this moment. If there were not so many Yan Xian watching, he would probably go directly to jianwushuang.

After this pilgrimage, seventeen Xianshan mountain masters became sixteen, and six blessed land masters became seven.

After the banquet until the end, Jian Wushuang didn't see the body shape of Yinling, which made him a little anxious.

When the banquet for the imperial court was completely over, he didn't want to stay any longer, so he directly took Diqing and prepared to explore around the heavenly palace.

"Sir, can we see each other again?"

Outside the heavenly palace, in the ethereal clouds, Wei Liujia asked with some reluctance.

Jian Wushuang turned around and said, "if you have fate, you will see again. By the way, if you return to Dagu Mountain, take care of the two girls and don't let them walk around."

Wei Liujia nodded vigorously and bowed his hands solemnly in the face of his back.

Everything seemed like an eternity, but he knew that a new year of China was coming.

After walking out of the heavenly palace and saying goodbye to jianwushuang, Wei Liujia was ready to return to Dagu Mountain to see the good fortune of the blessed land.

However, when he was about to leave the heavenly palace, several Yan immortals in white robes chased him.

"Wei Tianguan, your highness would like to invite you back for a chat."

Wei Liujia's heart thumped, but his face didn't show anything. After nodding, he returned to the heavenly palace.

In the hall where aloes curl, there is only Wei Liujia at the moment.

Childe Ju sat face to face with him, and there was no other Yan Xian.

"Liujia, how many years has your father Wei Jun gone?" After pouring a cup of tea for him, the childe asked with a smile.

"Your Highness, I can't remember clearly. I've wanted to come to China for decades." Wei Liujia responded quietly.

He nodded, "it's been almost that long. When I was a teenager, I saw your father Wei Jun's heroic appearance in front of the emperor's father in the heaven. It's very impressive, and it's worthy of being called the God of war."

Wei Liujia arched his hand, "I take my father to thank his Highness for his appreciation."

The childe corrected and smiled, "I don't lack anything, but I just lack one thing, which is the God of war like Wei Jun."