Xiao Tian's eyes were full of respect, and that was the second strong person besides his master who made him admire incomparably.

"Ding, congratulations on boosting talent 16 times!"

A beep awakened Xiaotian, and he quickly turned his head to look at Erlang Shenjun.

Erlang Shen's expression was agitated. As a saint, he couldn't restrain the joy that radiated from his heart.

"Master, how is it?"

Erlang Shen was in a very good mood at the moment, and he said, "Although I don't know where this potential can bring me to strength, it is definitely not a problem to break through the chaos saint."

"Hehe!" Xiao Tian barked his teeth, and was also happy for Erlangshen.

"Congratulations Master."

Erlang nodded and took out a sacred animal bone, put it in Xiaotian's hand, and said:

"This thing is the spine of the Sky-Swallowing Beast I got from Taixu Roulette. If you break through the saint, you can refine it to help you evolve again."

The Sky-Swallowing Beast is the Chaos Demon God in the Tenth Chaos Era. He masters the law of swallowing. If Xiaotian masters this law, he will definitely become the Innate Demon God.

"Thank you, Master!" Xiao Tian was overjoyed.

God Erlang looked at Ye Fan, he rushed out of the Supreme Cauldron and came to Ye Fan's body.

"Yang Jian pays homage to the Lord!"

Ye Fan turned to look at Yang Jian, then nodded: "Sixteen times the talent, yes, what do you want?"

Yang Jian: "No, Yang Jian, thank you for your cultivation!"

"Cultivation?" Ye Fan couldn't say no to the smile: "Cultivation is not counted, everyone depends on chance. The reason why you can increase your talent sixteen times has a lot to do with your own luck! "

"Otherwise, look at the Nine Spirits Yuansheng on the opposite side, he also got the mark, but he has been here for a long time, and he is ten times talented every time!"

Hearing this, Yang Jian looked towards the Nine Spirit Yuansheng, and saw that his face was miserable at the moment, as if he had eaten a ton of coptis.

Seeing this, Xiaotian beside him couldn't help but laughed.

"I also increased my talent twelve times! The Nine Spirit Yuansheng shouldn't be so bad, right?"

"That's the truth!" Ye Fan glanced across every creature in the Supreme Cauldron, and said:

"If the Temple of Casting hadn't appeared, their fate would be much more miserable than it is now, and everyone's drink and peck would be recorded by Heaven. That is to say, their fate would be fixed before the Temple of Casting appeared!"

Yang Jian tried to ask: "That is to say, even if Xiaotian and I didn't build the temple, we can live very well in the predicament?"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "This is the reason!"

"And the result of your extraction of things in the forging temple is the result of magnifying your luck several times!"

"That's it! Yang Jian has been taught!"

At this moment, Styx's voice came from the Supreme Cauldron.

"Zhao Gongming, please stay!"

Styx looked at the outer disciple of Master Tongtian, and sighed.

No one would have thought that a disciple from the outer sect could become a saint. This is simply a slap in the face of those who claim to be authentic Pangu!

Chapter 901 The Heart of Styx

"Meihe?" Zhao Gongming, San Xiao and other disciples who followed behind him stopped.

They looked at the ancestors of Styx, wondering what the buddha's old enemy was looking for with their big brother!

Styx: "I have something to ask fellow Taoists to do me a favor. After the matter is done, Styx will thank you again."

Zhao Gongming thought about it for a while, and Styx had no conflict with them, let alone an intersection.

The ancestors of Styx logically said that they should be in the same generation as their master, but now, in order to let him help, surrender his status and be worthy of a Taoist friend, but he was surprised.

"I don't know what's the matter?" The saint's help is basically no small matter. If it is a carelessness, but also share the cause and effect, he naturally has to ask clearly.

Seeing that Zhao Gongming was so cautious, the ancestor of Styx waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, fellow Styx will not make you embarrassed. I only ask fellow Daoist to help me draw a mark on Taixu Roulette."

"After the matter is over, this seat will give fellow Taoist one a rare nether flower in the sea of ​​blood, okay?"

Zhao Gongming looked at the nervous Styx in his eyes, but he wanted to laugh a little.

The ancestor of Styx was withdrawn and eccentric. No one wanted to be friends with him except Kunpeng, because everyone couldn't stand the **** air in him.

But now that Styx has been sanctified, the **** smell on his body has disappeared, and the whole person looks much more normal than before, but his personality is still a little stupid, and he doesn't know how to communicate with other people.

Now that I can ask him for help, I guess he has made up his mind?

"Just a mark?"

"Just one! If you have more, you count as a fellow Daoist!" He knew the strange characteristics of Zhao Gongming. If he could draw the mark, he would surely be able to draw all the time. Not even forty or fifty pieces would be impossible to stop.

Zhao Gongming thought for a while, then agreed, not for Nether Flower, but because of Styx.

The reason why Styx asked him to help was naturally because he had no imprints of greatness, and it was an honor for him to think of him.

Of course, this is nothing. The reason that made him truly accept Pluto's commission is that the saint of Styx is present, and he can also find Zhunti and Jiuzhu not happy.

He remembers that because of Buddhism, his master was targeted and confined.

Now that he can bring Buddhism's enemy back to life, he is naturally willing to do this kind of thing.

"If that's the case, then I promised! Let's go to the second floor now!"

After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he walked towards the second-level passage, leaving the Stygian Ancestor standing in place, still stupefied.

He didn't expect the other party to agree so easily. He also thought that if Zhao Gongming disagrees, he would add more, but now, it seems that it doesn't need to be.

A smile of joy appeared on his face and said, "Styhe, thank you fellow daoist!"

Then he looked at the depressed Nine Spirit Yuansheng, and said: "Why don't you go and ask your senior brother to help, anyway, you are also a disciple of the cut!"

The situation of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng was seen by him, and the unlucky energy was exactly the same as before in the Taixu Roulette.

"This!" The Nine Spirits Yuansheng hesitated, and finally, under Styx's persuasion, they entered the second layer together.

When Yang Jian saw this, he immediately understood why Styx asked Zhao Gongming to help him. Zhao Gongming's luck was the first among the prehistoric ones. Even he would envy that kind of weird luck.

"Master, the master of Styx has got the mark according to reason. He has made the Great Sun Tathagata into that miserable appearance. If there is no reason, there will be no mark!"