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Chapter 217 The witty turtle spirit(1/3)

Green Ox? Boy?

Li Ping'an stood beside the cauldron in a daze, unable to move at this moment, barely using a ray of immortal power to keep himself from falling.

I just asked for a loan from the Heavenly Dao, and my great ambition was to become the Emperor of Heaven, and borrow the power to control the Heavenly Dao to defeat the enemy's masters and kill all the big monsters here. Now if I fall headlong...

Doesn't he want to lose face?

The green cow has attracted everyone's attention at this moment.

Empress Nuwa did not show any trace, and the phantom that was ten thousand feet high began to disappear.

The human masters did not pursue them forcefully. After all, they had chased those old demons many times. The old demons had developed excellent escape skills from ancient times to the present.

The figures of Old Man Tianli and Old Man Kong Ming flew towards him.

"Peace! Peace!"

Old Man Tianli was covered in blood, and his crazy hair was stained with blood. He looked obviously more embarrassed than Li Ping'an, but at this moment he couldn't care less about healing his injuries.

"What's wrong with you! Why are you turned to stone!"

The black flames around Kong Ming's body gradually dissipated, and when he landed on the edge of the cauldron, he was already a little unsteady, but he still managed to stabilize his body.

He frowned and said, "Ping An, what are you..."

"Master, don't get me wrong, I am not the Emperor of Heaven now."

Li Pingan immediately explained:

"I just forcibly borrowed the power of heaven. The petrification is the backlash. It can be recovered in three to five hundred years or as long as you do more good deeds."

Kong Ming nodded slightly. Just when he was about to speak, he couldn't help but cover his chest, lowered his head and spit out blood.

The old Taoist slowly closed his eyes, his spiritual energy quickly dissipated, and his body fell backwards.

"well."

Old Man Tianli waved his big hand, grabbed Kong Ming, took a pill and stuffed it into Kong Ming's mouth. Old Master Kong Ming's aura was temporarily stabilized, but the spiritual energy was still spreading outward.

Li Ping'an frowned and asked: "My master..."

"Don't shout randomly," the old man Tianli said in a deep voice, "You have already called the leader of the Chan Sect as your master. If you call Kong Ming again, wouldn't you be destroying Kong Ming? The Chan Sect has been a great kindness to our human race."

"Um."

"Kong Ming has exhausted all his origins, and he still has about half a year left to live."

Old Man Tianli said:

"That's good. I wasn't directly killed by the demon clan, but I saved so many people.

"I didn't expect that, just by him and Linghua performing the magic of demon-subduing together, one of them would succeed, usually 10 to 30 to 20 to 80 percent."

Li Ping'an couldn't move at the moment, frowned and asked: "How to replenish the source?"

"It can't be done. The Holy Mother tried many ways to make up for it, but it couldn't be retained. No one could save the fallen man. Otherwise, after the overthrow of the Heavenly Court and the Battle of Zhuolu, our human race would not have entered a state of weakness.

It’s due.”

Old Man Tianli said calmly, grabbed a handful of pills for himself and swallowed them like jelly beans.

A famous heavenly immortal flew from below and gathered around the cauldron.

Taoist Tingyun slowly lowered the big cauldron to the main peak and arrived beside Kong Ming anxiously.

Mother-in-law Linghua hugged the unconscious Kongming Laodao, lowered her head and wept silently.

Li Ping'an whispered: "If I could understand this method earlier..."

"Ping'an is already very good," Granny Linghua looked up at Li Ping'an, took a deep breath, dried her tears, and said with a smile, "Wanyun Sect gave birth to you and your father, and it was Kong Ming's blessing.

"

The tip of Li Ping'an's nose felt sour, and he bowed his head as a salute.

"How are you, Ping An!"

Li Dazhi rushed over with his head Yun Mo's body in his arms.

"Why are you turned to stone!"

"Dad, I'm fine. The power of heaven is backlashing me. Go back and get me a temple and some incense. I'll be able to recover in a hundred years."

"One hundred years! You!" Li Dazhi smiled bitterly, "Thanks to you... I'm going to see your master, the leader... Oh, let's talk about it later."

"Um."

Li Ping'an's Adam's apple twitched and whispered: "Dad, the founder's origin has been damaged, and it will take about half a year."

Li Dazhi's body shook a few times, he sighed slightly, nodded to Li Ping'an, asked Yun Mo to lie down beside the cauldron, and quickly went to Kong Ming's side.

Li Dazhi didn't look too sad;

If it weren't for his constantly trembling hands, Li Ping'an wouldn't have known that his father must be feeling very uncomfortable.

If he and his father's sense of belonging to the Wan Yun Sect is counted as 100%, then he should only have 20%. The 20% is still due to the master Qingsu, the elder Yan Sheng, and the deacon Wei Yanzi.

Moo——

The green ox was holding the boy up to its head.

"Safety!"

A familiar voice sounded, but it was the Human Emperor and Master Cangjie who came on clouds and stopped not far away.

Xuanyuan Huangdi held up his long sword and reminded:

"Don't lose your etiquette. This is the mount and accompanying boy of Taiqing Laozi, the leader of the human religion."

Li Ping'an gave the Human Emperor an ugly smile and raised his head slightly to look into the sky.

"Sorry, it's not convenient for me to meet you now."

The boy on the green bull's back grinned, showing his small white teeth, and said loudly: "How can the Emperor of Heaven salute a boy?"

"This," Li Ping'an said, "I just made a promise to Heaven, and it has not yet become the Emperor's business."

"My master said..."

The little boy's words stopped abruptly: "Brother Niu, can you tell me this?"

Qingniu nodded.

The little boy smiled happily again and said hurriedly:

"My master said that after you have made great aspirations for Heaven, Heaven has recognized you as the Emperor of Heaven. From now on, you only need to prepare the land of Heaven, the soldiers of Heaven, the ministers of Heaven, and the wealth of Heaven, and then you can establish the Heaven of the human race.

Protect the human race!

"This is the great method of great aspirations!

"If you can't do it, heaven will also punish you!

"However, Heaven will definitely favor you!"

Li Ping'an smiled and asked, "I wonder what Master Taiqing's instructions are?"

"I am ordered by my master to help the Emperor of Heaven overcome the difficulties of the backlash."

The boy held up a jade gourd with both hands. The gourd opened on its own, and a jade-like elixir slowly flew out.

Li Ping'an's mind suddenly moved: "Is this pill a nine-turn elixir?"

"Yes, this is the nine-return elixir that my master personally refined!"

"Can this elixir make the fallen demon..."

"No," the boy said sternly, "the human race's fall into demons is not tolerated by heaven. It is a murder weapon of humanity and is abandoned by the great road."

Kong Ming raised his hand and waved it gently.

"Peace...leave me alone...I'm just a veteran...that's all..."

Li Pingan lowered his head and sighed softly.

The elixir flew and entered Li Ping'an's mouth. Wisps of rays of light surrounded Li Ping'an's body, and the petrification on his body was slowly fading away.

After a while, Li Ping'an moved his hands and feet and felt comfortable all over.

"Where is my immortal power?"

Li Ping'an suddenly muttered something.

"Ah, yes!"

The boy said: "This is the effect of suppressing the power of heaven. Your immortal power and soul will be suppressed, and it will be restored to the original state in three years! You don't have to worry!"

Three years is better than being unable to move for hundreds of years.

Li Ping'an lowered his head and bowed to the boy and Qing Niu: "Thank you, Master Taiqing! What do you call me?"

The boy said crisply: "My name is Xiaojin! I also have a brother named Xiaoyin! This is our master's mount called Qingniu! He is the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian! We also have a senior brother, who has already been killed.

Dead body, very powerful!"
To be continued...
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