Others are still struggling, but I am just slacking off.

Qian Yushui took Qianyu out of the space, gave him a bunch of resources and let him do as he pleases.

Return to the exquisite space, lie down and fall asleep.

She was really exhausted during this period of time, so she left other things to Meng Changlin.

Thinking of this, he suddenly opened his eyes and took out fifty Five Elements Divine Fruits, one thousand Star Fruits, and two thousand-fold time arrays.

His spiritual sense swept to Meng Changlin's position, and the person appeared in front of him.

"Dean Meng, everything is here. You can handle the rest of the matter on your own!"

"By the way, how have you considered refining the divine weapon?"

Meng Changlin took the ring and put it into the space.

"Yes, but I don't have time to refine so much, I have to reduce the amount."

Qian Yushui thought about it and it made sense. It was unclear how long it would take to finish practicing a thousand magic weapons.

"Okay, then I'll give you 500 portions of materials first, and you can refine as many as you can."

"Don't worry, how about you take five as a reward?"

Meng Changlin didn't expect there would be such a benefit.

One for him, one for his daughter and son-in-law, and one each for his grandchildren, which was just enough.

It would be difficult for him to collect the materials on his own, so he would be a fool not to refuse the opportunity now.

"Okay, what's your deadline?"

"I'm not in a hurry. You can finish refining yours first and then mine. One of them is made into a long whip using dragon tendons."

Qian Yushui dropped the materials, returned to the dormitory, entered the exquisite space, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

She was really too sleepy and didn't consolidate her strength well.

Meng Changlin held the two storage rings in his hand, and it would be a lie to say he was not moved.

Even though he is old and has experienced too many ups and downs, he is still moved by a person's trust.

As long as he wants, he can build up his own power and become a hegemon.

Five hundred swords of materials for refining divine artifacts will be given to you at any time. These are divine artifact materials.

He has lived for tens of thousands of years, but has not yet gathered all the materials.

There are so many now that I can’t help but feel greedy.

Isn't this a test of his faith?

This damn girl actually wanted to ruin his practice? She’s dreaming, forget it.

Put your stuff away and get back to work.

The people from the Yin-Yang Temple will not come out in a short time.

The next time it appears, it will probably break out completely.

So what then?

The Xingyang Temple has a time formation, and its ability to create gods cannot be underestimated.

They can't keep up here, so they can only think of other ways.

Do all that you can, and leave the rest to God.

The footage of the battle with the Xingyang Temple quickly spread among the fairy jades.

The conspiracy of the Xingyang Temple is well known to everyone.

Deep in the void.

"Palace Master, this mission has failed."

Sitting on the golden throne, the man in the golden cloak and golden mask could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Speed ​​up and take the punishment yourself."

"Yes!"

After everyone retreated, the Xingyang Temple's master waved his hand, and the memories of Deputy Hall Master Baili appeared on the water curtain in the air. It was the battle in which Qian Yushui and others won with fewer troops.

"Wang Juemiao?"

"Somebody come!"

"exist!"

"Check Wang Juemiao!"

"Yes!"

The water curtain disappeared, and the master of Xingyang Temple disappeared into the depths of the void.

"Shang Huan, you're not going back to the academy?"

Qian Yuting held Sibao in his arms and walked in front of Shang Huan.

"No, I'm with you."

Shang Huan shook his head. He must do what he said.

"The college selection is to prepare for demigods. Don't you think it's a pity not to go?"

"It's not a pity. I've already reached the perfection of the Golden Immortal before I'm 2,000 years old. I may advance to the Quasi-God at any time. Why should I be dissatisfied?"

Shang Huan gently pinched Sibao.

Qian Yuting stuffed the four treasures into Shang Huan's arms.

If you like his sister, you have to please his brother-in-law and nephew.

Of course, success or not is another matter.

Why would you refuse someone's offer to help take care of your baby?

"How long will it take for the three Chen siblings?"

"I don't know, it should be soon."

Shang Huan was absent-minded.

"Find a good place, and all of you should go into seclusion. If you want to help your grandfather, you must have strength."

"okay!"

Sibao looked at his sad face and pinched his cheeks.

"Uncle Shang, smile, be happy!"

Shang Huan was very cooperative, with a forced smile on his face. He stretched out a hand and pinched Sibao's nose.

"Is Sibao happy?"

"happy!"

"Does Sibao miss his aunt?"

"I think when Sibao grows up, he will come and play with his aunt."

"Yeah, we'll go find aunt together then. Now let's go eat and grow taller."

Shang Huan carried Sibao to a group of children and put her down.

After the meal, the seven babies went to sleep.

Wang Biwan saw the news in the fairy jade and was worried: "I don't know how Shui'er is doing now?"

"No matter who gets in trouble, my sister will not get hurt. My sister is more powerful than you think. The strength in the photo is less than one tenth of her."

"Didn't you notice that in the photo, she was only responsible for rescuing people, while it was the Four Beasts and Dean Meng and others who attacked the enemy."

Qian Yuting saw that Wang Biwan was particularly anxious and had to analyze the situation for her. She was too concerned and confused.

"I didn't see anyone, and no one sent us any news. I was just worried."

Wu Yu’s mother opened the door for Wu Yu, and Wu Yu died.

They are no longer three-year-old children, but people over three thousand years old. Who would still send messages every day?

What if I am in retreat or healing, how do I post? Do I wake up every day to post?

What's more, she is my younger sister, and she basically doesn't send me messages no matter what.

Even sending a message only requires three or two words.

But these are not the most important things. After every fight, my sister will fall asleep.

For her, sleep is the best way to recover.

[Mom, I know you are worried about Ah Shui, but don’t worry, even a lower god can’t beat her now]

[I know her strength best. She could have ascended to the divine realm a long time ago. She has not ascended because she wants to wait until our strength increases so that we can protect ourselves wherever we go.]

[A Shui didn't say anything, she was just worried that we would be under a lot of pressure. Instead of worrying about her, we should improve our strength and eliminate her worries.]

[The Xingyang Temple is too huge. Dean Meng and his men alone will never be able to defeat it, even if everyone joins in.]

[The gap in high-level combat power is there. This time there are only fifty demigods. If there are a thousand or ten thousand next time, how is Ah Shui going to fight?]

[So instead of worrying about this, Dad and Mom should improve their strength so that they can help Ah Shui in the future]

Xiao 8 felt very heavy in his heart.

If the Xingyang Temple fails and really waits until there are tens of millions of demigods before launching an attack, will the Cangqiong Continent or other continents still have a chance to survive?

Even if we add clones, it will still be a drop in the bucket.

If more Five Elements Divine Fruits were used to create more demigods, the Sky Continent would be ruined and the Dharma Ending Age would come.

This is a result that no one in the Sky Continent wants to see.

But the Xingyang Temple has no such concerns. At worst, they can just change the plane and start over.

This is also the reason why A Shui does not take the lead.

The spiritual power she used when she made a full-strength attack was incomparable to that of ordinary people, and where did the spiritual power go?

Yes, you were right, it’s gone!