Sunflower
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Why does my nose feel itchy? Han Xiao touched his high, straight nose and stared blankly at the vast blue sea outside the ship's porthole. He only has one word right now. worry. That was genuine sorrow. The alliance leader personally ordered him to find Wang Jixuan's whereabouts, saying that Wang Jixuan should already be in the Immortal Realm. Han Xiao, accompanied by two Golden Immortal Elders—one of whom was his master—searched for several months throughout the Immortal Realm. On…-
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"May I come in?" "certainly!" Wang Jixuan opened the door to the private room, and Peony instantly turned the projection screen into a karaoke video. With a hint of disappointment, Xiao Sang, the spirit of the Fusang Divine Tree, walked in and silently sat down in a corner. Xiaohua Ting blinked, leaned closer, and whispered, "What's wrong?" "Those guys are back!" Xiao Sang whispered: "They asked me to answer their call and open this little world, so they could come in." "The tone…
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"strangeness." The Golden Immortal Elder of the Feather God Palace frowned as he looked at the seal in his hand. This seal has been out of use for a long time; The Immortal Realm bid farewell to the era of tribes and races millions of years ago and entered the era of the Eight Immortal Palaces. This seal no longer symbolizes any power; it is simply the key to unlocking the ancient territory of the Feathered Clan, so it has always been carefully maintained. But it was definitely activated just…
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There are restrictions within the sacred tree, but the spirit of the sacred tree can ignore these restrictions. The purpose of the restriction is to awaken the spirit of the sacred tree... So, does that mean the spirit of the divine tree can create strange phenomena to attract the experts from the Land of Sunrise to come and seize the treasure? Wang Jixuan's thoughts suddenly became more active. But when he looked at Shenmu Zhiling, who had already started watching cartoons with Gao Huating, he…
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It stopped! It's good that it's stopped! As long as we can stop, there is hope for communication. The spirit of the sacred tree looked at the excited Taoist priest Wang with some confusion, unable to understand these simple words. What do you mean, he's late? The spirit of the sacred tree had no idea that Wang Jixuan had no intention of explaining the logic behind his previous statement. Logic is not important; being able to speak is the most important thing. Wang Jixuan took a breath…
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The sound of a pin drop could be heard in the main hall. The elderly men who were arguing turned their heads to look over, and all eyes were also converging on this side. Obsidian remained calm and composed, showing no fear of the immortals present simply because he was a mere spiritual cultivator, not even as powerful as a rogue immortal. An old man stroked his beard and asked, "Who are you? When have you, a nobody, ever had the right to speak when we elders are having a meeting?" Obsidian…
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Wang Jixuan stood with his hands behind his back, eyes closed, waiting quietly. Gao Huating's singing voice has a calming effect on the soul, and Wang Jixuan's restlessness and frustration were greatly relieved at this moment. Restlessness arises from a state of extreme stillness that breeds restlessness; He had indeed been feeling somewhat frustrated. When he traveled through the past, no one knew his name. If they hadn't deliberately exposed him, even the Heavenly Dao would have had…
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"Boss! Boss, come quick!" Peony's voice woke Wang Jixuan from his meditation. His divine sense swept over it, and he couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation. Then he flew out from the 'Pharaoh's Coffin' lying horizontally in the corner of the main hall. When he left the coffin, Wang Jixuan was no bigger than a firefly, but in the next instant he returned to his normal human form. Upon closer inspection, one can see small, exquisite buildings inside the coffin, including dance pavilions,…
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Xiaohua Ting initially felt that her teacher did not seem to have changed much. Being handsome is a feeling; she felt that her teacher was very handsome. But after taking a closer look, she was drawn to Wang Jixuan's eyes. His eyes were as calm as a lake under a blue sky, and as deep as the starry sky on a summer night, making people fall into them without realizing it. Peony leaned closer and whispered, "Isn't it pretty? Hehehe." Master Wang calmly placed a piece of roasted spirit beast meat…
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'I must be going crazy.' Gao Huating sat in the slowly moving cloud boat, casually pointing a finger, and the water vapor condensed into an ice mirror, reflecting her veiled face. She held a letter in her hand, a letter written by her and dictated by Obsidian. She and Obsidian now seem to be the bridge between Tiandao and their teacher. Obsidian's words still echoed in her ears: "...The Heavenly Dao has at least two wills, and these wills are not divided according to the Dark Sect and the…
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