On the bank of the large river, the fervently delighted water god was just about to kowtow and thank the old immortal. However, Spiritual Master Fire Dragon shot a glance at him, gesturing that he shouldn't act foolishly.0

The water god hurriedly composed himself.0

Zhang Shanfeng smiled widely as he accepted the two bottles of water elixir from Spiritual Master Fire Dragon and placed them inside his sleeve.0

He could finally do something for Chen Ping'an, right? He had enjoyed free food and free drinks back then, and he also owed a huge debt to Chen Ping'an. He had received the Divine Dewbearing Armor at the Colorful Garment Nation's ghost residence, and he had received a sword at the Water Combing Nation's ferry station. Afterward, hadn't Chen Ping'an been the one to save them after he and Xu Yuanxia became trapped in a deadly battle at the Azure Phoenix Nation?0

Spiritual Master Fire Dragon shot a glance at the water god, and the old man in golden robes immediately understood his intention. He gritted his teeth and retrieved the final bottle of water elixir, gifting it to the young Daoist priest.0

This young Daoist priest was only a Lower Five Tier cultivator?0

Was he truly a prized disciple from Spiritual Master Fire Dragon's Ground Lying Peak? Even though Spiritual Master Fire Dragon had a strange temperament and never cared about aptitude when taking disciples, how could this disciple possibly be ordinary seeing that Spiritual Master Fire Dragon was willing to personally travel around the Middle Earth Divine Continent with him?0

Zhang Shanfeng felt...0