Whoosh!
The ancestor Xiaoyao gently waved his big hand and immediately sent the mirage fog stone to Xia Ping's hand, with a slight smile: "Well, this treasure belongs to you, remember to make good use of it, and don't waste the old man's painstaking efforts."
Although the mirage fog stone is very precious, it is just ordinary for a universe overlord of his level.
The reason why he is willing to give such a treasure is that he cherishes his talent.
Because he was promoted to the immortal realm in just a few decades, and his foundation is deep, if such a talent is cultivated well, it may add an invincible saint to the human race, which is much more cost-effective than an extra sacred artifact.
Moreover, if Xia Ping's prestige spreads, it will definitely cause shock to the heavens and thousands of races. They are all jealous of the human race, and I am afraid that they will kill Xia Ping and stifle this genius in advance.
Therefore, he decided to bestow a treasure like the Mirage Fog Stone, which would greatly enhance Xia Ping's life-saving ability, and would not let this genius die in premature death.
"Thank you ancestor."
Xia Ping took the Misty Fog Stone, and he could perceive that this special stone seemed to contain an incredible power of law, as if it was all-encompassing and contained the entire universe.
But these laws are illusory and incredible.
But now is not the time to study this mirage fog stone, just observe it, and immediately retrieve it.
"Disciple, this is the ancestor of empty space, good at time and space avenue."
"This is a sage of the Long River, who is proficient in the magical powers of the water system."
"This is the Silver Moon Saint, a Primordial Saint, who has lived from the Primordial Era to the present."
The saints of Beiming came forward and introduced these saints to Xia Ping one by one.
"Hello, seniors."
Xia Ping came forward to say hello one by one, showing a cute look, harmless to humans and animals.
But the expressions of these saints weren't very good, because the bastard Beiming saint obviously took the opportunity to collect money and took the opportunity to help his apprentice to meet up. What a shameless bastard, extremely shameless.
But even the ancestor Xiaoyao gave such a precious gift just now, how could these saints say words of rejection? If they really say something, then they will be shameless.
No matter how precious the gift is, they must come up with a little gift, and it must not be too sparse and ordinary, otherwise they can't get it.
"Junior Brother Xia, this is a golden thunder bamboo. It is a special plant born from the strange area. It contains the original power of the gold and thunder elements. It is an excellent material for refining. It is now given to you."
"This is Taiyi fine gold, a cosmic-level rare material. It is the first-class material for refining sacred artifacts. If it can assist the mirage fog stone, it may be refined sacred artifacts. I hope it will be very helpful to you."
"This is a seven-treasure soul-recovering pill refined by the old man, a holy-level pill, even if the soul is severely damaged, taking one such pill will be able to recover within seven days."
The corners of the saints’ mouths twitched, and they had no choice but to take out a piece of treasure as a gift.
But in the face of such hidden blackmail, they can do nothing.
Hearing these words, Xia Ping's eyes widened, and he was very excited. He is indeed a saint of the human race. He is indeed rich and powerful. He took out a treasure that is invaluable and can not be found in the treasure house of the fantasy race.
However, this is also a matter of course. Human race is one of the pinnacle races of the universe. Needless to say, it is rich in wealth. It is not comparable to a race like the fantasy race, and the gap cannot be calculated by numbers.
As the saints of the Holy Land and the Dark Temple of the Beginning, their wealth is far more than that of the saints of other races. This is the principle of the so-called backing on the big tree to enjoy the shade.
He reached out one by one to take these treasures over.
"You're so kind. If you have time, it's better to come to my Beiming Peak for a meal." The sage of Beiming smiled and looked at these painful saints with a kind face.
He is the saint of the Holy Land of the Beginning, and there is also a mansion of his own in the Holy Land of the Beginning, the mountain.
In fact, every saint in the Holy Land of the Beginning, after joining the temples, can have a mountain of his own in the Holy Land of the Beginning as a place of cultivation.
Hearing these words, the faces of many saints turned green. This kind of smile is clearly like hiding a knife in the smile. Now they have been pitted with so many treasures. If they really went to Beimingfeng to eat a potluck, three glasses of wine would be filled. If you have a lot of meat and vegetables, I am afraid that all the treasures in your body will have to be searched and cleaned by the other party at that time.
Nothing is more dangerous than this.
"No, no, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do."
"That's right, with that said, the pot of pill that I refined before seems to be about to succeed. The time is coming soon, so I can't delay it."
"It's true that a high-grade holy artifact I refined before has also reached a critical moment, I am afraid it is inseparable."
"Bei Ming Daoist is really sorry, we are all busy with business and we don't have time to meet."
"Next time, we will get together again if we have a chance next time."
All the saints were greased on the soles of their feet, and they quickly found many excuses and left this place quickly, for fear of being caught by the saints of Beiming, they would be slaughtered as fat sheep.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
Within a few breaths, a group of saints ran away, leaving only a few human ancestors.
Seeing the panicked expressions of these saints, the saints of Beiming were very happy, and then said to the ancestor Xiaoyao and others: "Old ancestors, this is the matter, it's time for me to return to Beiming Peak."
"Well, you go back."
The ancestor Xiaoyao nodded and didn't care.
"Xia Ping, follow me back."
Saint Beiming said to Xia Ping, he still had something to say to Xia Ping.
"Yes, Master."
Xia Ping nodded, he also knew that his master must have a lot of things to tell him.
Whizzing! !
As soon as the voice fell, the sage Beiming waved his hand, and the space was distorted, and the two figures immediately disappeared in place.
"What do you think of this little guy Xia Ping?"
"Haha, cheeky and black, at least there is no need to worry about him being cheated."
"It's true. Some human geniuses have a very good environment and they have been protected too well. They are like greenhouse flowers. Once they go to the hegemony area, they will probably suffer. This is how many human geniuses fell."
"But the news of this guy's promotion to the immortal realm spreads, I am afraid that it will cause great anxiety among other races, for fear that they will hurt the killer and deal with this little guy. Do you want to conceal this little guy's news."
"It is mediocre to hide something, not to be jealous, and it is impossible to hide it at all."
"Indeed, a crisis is a danger and an opportunity. Beiming suffered a lot when it grew up."
"How can you achieve the invincible state without suffering? It can only be seen in the future good luck of this little guy."
Many ancestors of the human race talked about it. For those of them who are already at the peak of the universe, Xia Ping's actions are not at all hurtful. They have seen too much.