Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

Zhou An looked at Qing Yunzi with interest, "What a rare visitor."

"It's been more than 40 years since we last met, right?"

Qing Yunzi smiled, and put the Dao Dao books that he had sorted out on the table, "These are all the Taoism of the Taoist profession, protect Ye Xiang, the hope of the Taoism lies in him, and I will leave for Qinling soon , there can’t be no one guarding it.”

"I've kept it all my life, and I still keep it."

Zhou An shook his head slightly and sighed.

Qing Yunzi's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were deep.

"Nine out of ten times the purpose of the alien invasion is there, so it won't work if you don't guard it."

"You have been researching for a lifetime, but you haven't researched anything. What can a foreign race research?" Zhou An didn't care.

He picked up the Taoist book on the table, and stared at the supernatural powers of Taoism recorded on it.

"It's all true?!"

Qing Yunzi frowned slightly, "What else? In fact, I didn't write down many Taoisms that are no longer usable."

Zhou An took a deep breath, "You Taoist priests are a bit too strong!"

This Taoist book is handed over to those who are in the Taoist profession. The magic channel method on it can directly promote the Taoist profession from a waste profession to a top-tier one, even comparable to a hidden profession.

Qing Yunzi didn't say anything. How could the Daoist sect be weak if it had been passed down for thousands of years?

His eyes fell on Zhou An, and he seemed to see something, and he said directly, "Your time is running out, the deadline is approaching."

Zhou An smiled slightly, "I know."

"It's okay, I can rest assured that I can see Daomen get up again."

After hesitating for a moment, Qing Yunzi took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and handed it to Zhou An.

"This is the Longevity and Longevity Pill I refined, try it, maybe you can live for two more years"

Zhou An looked at him suspiciously.

"It's not the first day I know you, when will you be able to make alchemy?"

"Isn't this going to happen?"

Zhou An picked up the elixir, opened the bottle, and indeed smelled a fragrance of elixir, and poured the bottle down.

When he saw the pills with uneven rules and different colors, Zhou An was stunned for a while, and then looked at Qing Yunzi with disdain.

"Although I don't know about pills, I know that pills are all the same. Could it be that you are not a kind of pill?"

"Ahem, the appearance is different, but the effect of the medicine is the same."

Qing Yunzi pretended to be calm and forcefully explained.

Zhou An said angrily: "When I first met you 60 years ago, you were making alchemy, you made a pile of paste and twisted it into a pill to trick me into eating it to strengthen my yang, but in the end I ran to the toilet all day Think I forgot?"

But having said that, he still took the pill and believed it again.

It can't be that 60 years have passed without any progress.

Seeing Zhou An accept the elixir, Qing Yunzi nodded, got up and left.

Naturally, this time is different from before. He asked Ye Xiang to take a six-turn elixir and try to refine it. Most likely there will be no problems, but the color is a little different because the fire control is not very precise.

Of course, in the final analysis, there are still some unqualified, otherwise how could it be sent out.

As if joking, when Qing Yunzi walked out the door, he looked back at Zhou An and said with a smile, "Don't worry, as early as 60 years ago, I calculated the feng shui treasure place for you to be buried."

"But still... don't die too soon."

After finishing speaking, Qing Yunzi's figure disappeared.

Zhou An looked at the pill in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and took one anyway.

As soon as he swallowed it, Zhou An's face changed, and he was really fooled!

It smells like alchemy, but it's unpalatable to eat. It has all kinds of smells. How did this guy make alchemy!

Soon, Zhou An suddenly heard a gurgling sound from his stomach, and his body began to sweat. He ran to the toilet in a hurry, and in a panic, he forgot to take his crutches.

His hair was originally white, but there were also a few strands of black hair.

On the other side, Ye Xiang Yufeng landed in front of the coffee shop, and the young lady at the front desk saw this scene, her eyes were full of surprise.

This little brother seems to have become a lot stronger again!

Ye Xiang walked into the back of the coffee shop, opened the wooden door, swiped his ID on the door, and the heavy titanium steel door opened.

Ye Xiang walked in, but saw only a few scattered people.

Mo Xiu was the same as before, as if whenever he had time, he would set up the blueprint of the Spirit Spear.

Not far away, Lin Jun also held a photo magazine in his hand and read it with relish.

Ning Yuanmei sat quietly on the sofa not far away, flipping through a magic book in his hand, chanting incantations non-stop, sealing the magic circle and magic power on one of the pages, no need to chanting incantations when using it , you can immediately send out

You can even cast several spells at the same time, you only need to spend time sealing the spells in the magic book.

Ying Ziye came out of the room, blindfolded with gray gauze, but she was the first to sense Ye Xianglai, and turned her head to give him a slight nod.

Ye Xiang nodded in response, and sat down next to Mo Xiu, still sluggish.

Mo Xiu pushed his glasses, looked up at Ye Xiang and said, "Is it still comfortable to go to school?"

Ye Xiang shook his head, "We fight every day on the frontline, and we practice every day in school. It would be great if we can combine them."

"It's beautiful to think about."

At this time, Lin Feng also came in, and after taking a look at Ye Xiang, he asked curiously, "Can you fly? Many people on the way I came said that you can fly."

Ye Xiang nodded, "Well, when you upgrade to level 35, you understand the Taoism."

Mo Xiu couldn't help but nodded. In the early stage, with the ability to fly, the advantage in fighting against alien races was not small.

The stronger Ye Xiang is, the more help he will have for the killing team.

"Captain Mo, what is the mission this time?" Lin Feng asked.

After this month, with the help of his hard work and blood spirit, his level has reached level 49, and it won't be long before he breaks through to level 50.

The killing team has also been raised by one or two levels on average, especially Mo Xiu. After becoming the deputy of the killing team, his level has also been upgraded to level 60. After breaking through the sixth rank, his long-range sniping ability has become even more terrifying.

With a distance of one thousand meters, the 50th-level Curse Nightmare King was killed by two shots, and the 60th-level Prison Eye King was also seriously injured by one shot. The most important thing is that the support is extremely fast.

As long as it is a battle within the range, Mo Xiu can provide immediate support, and a cold shot often reverses the situation.

It is not without reason that Zhuang Chu chose to make Mo Xiu the deputy team.

Although it is a deputy team position, it is actually no different from the captain. After all, the king of heaven, Luo Jin, is not always in the beheading team, and only leads them to act together when there are important tasks.

Mo Xiu said: "The next mission is not to be on the front line, but to clean up the country."

Lin Feng was taken aback, but Ye Xiang suddenly understood, narrowing his eyes slightly, and asked softly, "Is it a foreign race hidden among human beings?"