After saying goodbye to Zhang Bairen, Chen Lang returned to Taihuangtian.

Unlike when he went there, he was so arrogant when he came back, he was so powerful that he could attack with great punches all the way, swaying all the way, extremely arrogant.

He flew past the doors of many powerful people with red light.

Returning to the Emperor Taihuang Queen, Chen Lang did not rush to practice, but sat upright on the Panlong God's throne and began to think carefully about the gains this time.

Although not getting anything actually.

But Chen Lang is not short of those things now, and the information he gets is even more important.

Chen Lang also understood some situations outside the universe and even outside the universe, and even knew how to go next.

But speaking of the actual gains, there are still some.

For example, three billion merits.

Emperor, how can the distribution of merits for ten thousand years be 3 billion?

incredible.

After all, the salary of a 10,000-year heavenly king at the level of the main god is only a hundred thousand merit. What is the difference between a 100,000 and a 3 billion yuan?

fear!

Three billion, how many masters of the main god level can be raised? How many good things can you buy?

This emperor is really not a loss at all.

Thinking of this, Chen Lang carefully tasted the taste and then figured out the rules.

The merits of ordinary heavenly soldiers are one hundred merits in ten thousand years.

Elite is higher.

If you reach the level of the main god, if you work in the Heavenly Court, it will basically increase by 500 to 100 times, from one hundred merits to fifty thousand and one hundred thousand merits. This has not been calculated for additional rewards or the like.

If calculated, more.

By doing this, the level of the God King should be one thousand times higher than the level of the main god, or even more.

After all, the God King is the real core combat power.

One thousand times that of a hundred thousand is one hundred million.

The salary of ordinary kings and emperors is estimated to be about 100 million or hundreds of millions. As the emperor, he is even higher, so he got 3 billion.

What about higher?

emmmmm

Forget it, no matter how high it is, it is meaningless. No matter how high it is, it is the distributor of interests.

"Mu Chen!"

Suddenly, Chen Lang shouted.

"His Majesty!"

Mu Chen walked over quickly, bent and waited for Chen Lang's instructions. At this time, his attitude was much better than the beginning, almost reaching the level of licking a dog.

Chen Lang looked at him and asked, "What kind of situation will happen if he receives merit?"

"When you go back to Your Majesty, your merits are illusory and you need to receive merits, just think and scan the heaven and earth, and integrate your consciousness into the void, and you will be perceived by the Daluo Heavenly Way. Then the merits will be directly assigned to transmit by the Daluo Heavenly Way, and in an instant, they will appear in Your Majesty's divine nature."

Mu Chen replied after hearing this.

However, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, it's only been two months since you ascended the throne. I think there are not many merits to receive. If you need it, I still have a lot here, so you can use it first."

"No need, but it's hard for you to be so thoughtful."

Chen Lang smiled when he heard this.

Three billion, although it is 3 billion in ten thousand years, even so, there are still a lot in two months.

Chen Lang had a thought and a move.

Thinking scans the void and integrates the meaning of consciousness into the void.

As expected.

Almost instant.

A brilliant fluorescent light appeared on Chen Lang, and a rich aura of merit burst out.

Next to him, Old Mu Chen was stunned.

How much merit is this?

Oh My God!

How could there be so many merits in just two months?

This is comparable to the old inventory.

"Mu Chen, it is said that after burning merits, even if you do not deliberately realize the Tao and practice, your divine nature will automatically pull the power of the surrounding laws for assimilation and enlightenment?"

Chen Lang turned to look at the old man Mu Chen and asked.

Mu Chen nodded blankly and said, "It's true, but this is too wasteful. Although burning merit can condense the power of the law a lot, it is far less than slowly absorbing the power of the merit with the divine nature and activate the activity of the divine nature and thinking to understand the law."

"Not many were wasted!"

Chen Lang was quite indifferent. He was just a god of power. How much could he burn his merits? Moreover, he had a salary of 3 billion yuan every ten thousand years.

Thinking of this.

Chen Lang ignited the power of merit without hesitation with his divine nature. For a moment, Chen Lang's whole body exuded a strong aura of merit, and even a golden wheel of merit appeared behind Chen Lang's forehead.

The laws around them quickly condensed, and the laws of all kinds and the immortal energy of Daluo were mixed together, which was extremely amazing.

Chen Lang did not practice at all. He could feel that his whole body was swallowing and spitting out the power of the law, just like plants absorbing sunlight and producing photosynthesis.

A large amount of the power of the law was absorbed by his body and then spit out. In this process, the law was constantly remembered by the body, and those memories, after many times of penetration, finally became a new law thread.

This cycle.

It was only at this time that Chen Lang realized that compared to others, he was full of divine characters, which was so profitable.

If others do this, they cannot absorb it at all, and they can only absorb it slowly and exhale it little by little.

But Chen Lang is different.

When Chen Lang's whole body is full of divine nature, he can only make a fortune by igniting merits, and he will definitely not lose money. This is much faster than using thinking to understand.

"I'll go to sleep and the temple will be left to you to see."

Chen Lang stood up, looked at Mu Chen, gave a casual command, and turned around and walked towards the Dihe Palace.

rear.

Old man Mu Chen was completely stupid.

Ignite merits and go to bed? What kind of weirdness is this emperor in my family?

Is this what the people on earth often say is rich and willful?

But he didn't know that Chen Lang came to the back of the Dihe Palace and lay on the luxurious dragon couch, and did not sleep at all. Chen Lang had become a god and did not need to sleep. He entered the group chat.

In group chat.

Nine Chen Langs were complaining wildly, or they were criticized by some in their group, but they couldn't teach them no matter how hard they were, or they were complaining that the people in their group were too low-level, and most of them were even mortals.

All kinds of complaints and complaints, but sometimes the words are filled with warmth.

Group chat.

Not only for Chen Lang, but also for all Chen Lang who has been connected to group chats, it is the only pure land deep in his heart. No matter what environment he is in, this is the most reassuring and comfortable place.

Here, there is no need to disguise or beware of others. Everything is shared and we are enthusiastic about helping each other.

after all.

An improvement in a person's strength is an improvement for everyone.

"It's been two months, how about it? Has anyone become a god?"

Chen Lang asked @ everyone in the group chat.

"have!"

"have!"

"have!"

For a moment, as if the screen was flashed, all nine Chen Langs emerged.

What's the thing?

All have become a god? Not so fast, right?

Seeing this, Chen Lang couldn't help but be stunned. It's only been two months.
Chapter completed!