Chapter 1450: I Just Need to Merge My Dao

The Purple Cloud Heavenly Palace.

Jiang Zongheng, Grand Immortal Haoran, and Grand Immortal Taixu sat upright, conversing happily. Beside them, the Grand Elder of the Yuwen clan, along with Ao Yuxia and her son, accompanied them with smiles.

Under Chen Mobai's personal protection, Jiang Zongheng recently took a God Transformation Elixir. On the suspended dao platform, he took that crucial step, achieving the God Transformation Dao. Afterward, he immediately traveled to Zhongzhou via an inter-continental teleportation array. Upon arrival, the first thing, naturally, was to inform the Qianqiu Pen and Ink Forest and the Grand Diviner.

By the time the Grand Diviner arrived in Liaocheng City, the western sun had finally hidden itself behind the horizon. The fiercely slanting sun was scorching, but his old man's reclusion finally brought some coolness to the world.

"No, that won't do. It's too similar to a dog; wouldn't that make it a dog's cousin, just like Jiang and the old lady's son?"

Everyone present had very strange expressions. "Brother," they seemed to wonder, "you're already married, why are you still joining in the fun of a marriage contest?"

You Yitian once again dropped a bombshell. The four Archmages were stunned on the spot when they heard You Yitian's words. "How is this possible?"

The Han Chinese traditionally did not have their own hats that were passed down. Currently, sun hats are popular in modern times, but such hats would not be suitable for the Tang Dynasty.

The forty-nine poor Bronze Fighters had no idea they had fallen into the perverted magic of a twisted old man.

It's no wonder. In this era, an "iron rice bowl" (secure job) was more important than anything, let alone for leading cadres. As long as Zhao Zhengce didn't go too far, Huang Qingming and the others wouldn't dare confront him directly without a good opportunity.

Jieyin and Zhunti were not afraid that Buddhism would suffer significant losses in strength. In any case, the two had already reached an understanding with the two Daoist Saints. During the final battle between Song and Jin, all Saints would appear to deal with Xuanmu Island.

To accelerate cultivation progress through actual combat, merely sparring is not very meaningful; practicing repeatedly only makes martial arts techniques more proficient. Practicing moves, no matter how much, cannot bring the mind, spirit, and actions into a coordinated state. Therefore, it differs by more than a thousand miles from a no-holds-barred life-or-death struggle.

Qin Shihuang went in, got a set of He Hui's pajamas for Cindy, and then returned to his room. This was just an ordinary residence; there was no bathroom in the bedroom, nor, of course, a toilet.

"Huh," I noticed, "there are five shadowy figures lurking and whispering outside the barrier." I sped over and struck the nearest shadow with a palm.

"I know you love your sister more than you love yourself, but you've used the wrong method. Do you really think your sister wants to be resurrected?" My words were very slow but incredibly heavy.

"You'd better think carefully! Opposing my Blood Dragon Clan will lead to no good end!" The aura around the three figures surged, clearly indicating they wouldn't surrender so easily.

At this critical juncture, we still had to thank Guo Meili. Around 8 PM, two more trucks arrived with tents and some food supplies.

And now, when it was confirmed that thirteen-year-old Dao Wuhui was indeed a fifth-tier formation master, fifteen-year-old Jingjing instantly changed the way she addressed Wenxin.

Sure enough, Yang Yunhan's figure shifted, his palm-blade like an obscure cloud, formless yet substantial, solid and continuous, shrouding towards Wuli and Quli as if veiling stars and eclipsing the moon. He instantly broke through Wuli and Quli's rotating offensive of the Divine Ice-Fire Technique.

Otherwise, within the National Martial Arts Association, if he were to reveal even the slightest hint of disloyalty, he would certainly face joint suppression from both factions.

Si Shiyuan stroked his sideburns, made up his mind, and shouted, "If you refuse a toast, you'll be forced to drink a forfeit!" Before his words finished, he spurred his horse and charged forward with his spear.

The problem was, however, that an aluminum alloy anti-theft grate on the outside of the window blocked his path! Liu Xinghao grabbed the grate and shook it; it seemed quite sturdy. What was he to do?

At the same time, his fingers continuously pointed towards the sky. Immediately, light erupted from all directions on the ground, and golden lines rapidly connected, forming a net. An overwhelming pressure instantly soared from beneath the earth.

"Retreat?" Yun Ya was also greatly surprised; he hadn't expected the sect leader to utter such words.

When the fist struck, Han Qianyu's expression completely changed. Before his fist even made contact, Wu Qing's arm suddenly circled around, entwining his arm with astonishing speed.

Zhuzi ran, breathless. He saw an ox cart parked by a grotto in the back mountain ahead. A few men were standing outside, keeping watch.

The shamaness's words conveyed both indifference and curiosity towards me. She should have understood in her heart, at least that's what I thought.

"Don't worry," I said, "I think this is purely a matter of straightforwardness; however, it wouldn't go so far as colluding with the shamaness!"

All these clothes were rushed out by clothing factories in Guangdong working overtime, so the quality wasn't very good.

A moment later, Cheng Qiang was seen, tied up tightly with ropes, a black cloth stuffed in his mouth, being escorted in from outside the door.

Feng Beiling showed no intention of moving aside, simply blocking the doorway, his deep, dark eyes fixed on Xiao Ying.

"We... need to take half of the youth." Qi Yu said something incredible, as he began selecting items from the platform.

However, Han Qianyu did not give up. Capitalizing on the momentum, he launched another punch; this one was even more ferocious, its force carrying a loud buzzing sound.

An Zhe had a bewildered expression, speechless as he watched Misaka Mikoto simply faint away.

Lei Rui was not unfamiliar with this gun; the Allied forces had captured them before. It could be said to be an epoch-making automatic rifle, with an effective range of 350 meters. Compared to the MP40 submachine guns in Lei Rui and Logan's hands, it was far superior in both range and accuracy.

The plain boiled vegetables naturally didn't taste very good; Su Xia described them as tasting like traditional Chinese medicine. Her stomach was already rumbling with hunger, so she would eat them even if they tasted like medicine.

He Yong looked at the experience pills and their required exchange prices with an exasperated expression. "Was there no discount at all?"

However, Hun Lijie violently waved a hand, unleashing a torrent of spiritual energy that was almost tangible. Fighting one against three, that torrent of spiritual energy directly blocked the trio's long-prepared attack.

Gu Xixi, who had been running into walls all day, was utterly depressed, while Chen Jiran, who had been busy all day, was utterly exhausted.

Later, due to the blueprint plagiarism incident, Huasheng was not significantly affected. Su Mo handled the situation strategically and ultimately restored public trust in Huasheng, and its stock price was not greatly impacted. Therefore, it could be said that he was determined to acquire the plot of land on Chengfang Road.

As I cleared the coffee table, I found a divorce agreement on it; Su Fan had already signed it.

Varejao had previously said that LeBron always received preferential treatment in defense, allowing others to rotate back while he defended the easiest player.

With Long Xiang's assurance, Fang Zhengping felt a huge sense of relief. Hadn't his initial statement been precisely to gain this affirmation from Long Xiang?

Yue Heng's thinking was actually very mature; he understood who the real culprit was and never transferred his anger to others. I loved such a Yue Heng with all my heart.

"Hiss! Hiss!" The fist struck the formation, emitting a dazzling light. However, the formation at least withstood Hua Ming's punch. Outside the formation, Yin Xue's delicate brows furrowed slightly. Although Hua Ming didn't understand formations, his strength was incredibly powerful; one of the four flags in the core of the formation had already developed a slight crack.