Nine Yang Sword Saint - Chapter 279 - Dongfang Bingling！

Past life, her spirit root was dug out from her body. She had wholeheartedly dedicated herself to the just path, but she was sentenced as an evil demonic cultivator.

This book is also known as “I Eat Soul Beasts Raw”, “I’m Really Not Twin Martial Souls”, “Suck! The Blue Silver Emperor smells so good” “Tang San, I’m really sorry! “” Tang San, this is how the blue silver grass is used! “…

Each soul master level can only absorb one soul ring?

Find an ultra-small soul beast, can it still run if it eats the soul ring directly?

Mo Bai, who has a modern mindset, never thought that he would become a foodie one day.

But… really fragrant, especially the blue silver grass guarded by Tang Hao, really fragrant!

There is no twin martial soul, and there is no need for a master to teach.

The hunting of soul rings does not depend on the age, let alone the accompanying soul skills, but only on what kind of evolution the absorbed soul ring can bring to the martial soul itself!

Mo Bai, who also awakened the blue silver grass spirit, told Tang San with the facts, the blue silver grass spirit is not what you use!

ps: There is already a finished copy of the boutique Douluo “The Douluo from Blowing Up the Soul Ring”

Friendly reminder: This book is not an opening flow, and it is not the beginning to eat the Blue Silver Emperor!

- Description from novelbuddy

Chu Feng crossed the Jiuzhou Continent and inherited the Ancestor God Blood Pearl, cultivating until he became a Peak Martial Emperor. By chance, he saved an exquisitely beautiful woman with whom he fell in love and married. Unexpectedly, the woman turned out to be the Empress of the Jiuzhou Empire, and after giving birth to twins, a dragon and phoenix, she left without saying goodbye. Through numerous rigorous cleansing and marrow-washing sessions conducted by Chu Feng, these young children astonishingly developed supreme Divine Runes within them, capable of suppressing all forms of energy across Jiuzhou. Three years later, while dull and adorable, the invincible but unaware siblings, took advantage of Chu Feng’s secluded meditation during Crossing the Divine Tribulation, sneakily slipped out of the village, and embarked on a journey to find their mother.

In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn’t a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn’t large but it has everything. The temple isn’t large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn’t large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, “I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that’s not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!”