Looking for a random hilltop, Shi Zhong took out a fiery red fruit. As expected, it contained spiritual power. It was somewhat similar to the spiritual energy he got from Polygonatum last time. It was just not as rich as that Polygonatum, but there were 13 fruits in total, containing
The aura of Huang Jing is definitely several times greater than that of Huang Jing.
That spiritual tree is a good thing. I didn’t expect that there is such a spiritual creature in the world. I have to take good care of it and use my own life energy to plant it alive. I heard that ordinary spiritual trees will die if they are left in the environment where they grow.
He died immediately. I guess with the support of his own life energy, it shouldn't be possible, right?
The fiery red fruit is very tempting, but I don’t know the name of this plant? Well, I think there are very few people in this world who know its name, so let’s give it a name by yourself!
Zhu Guo?
It's a bit earthy, so... let's go for dragon fruit!
Okay, Shi Zhong admits that this name is even more vulgar. Who can only let his realm reach this point.
Putting the exquisite and clear fruit into his mouth, the fruit melted in his mouth and turned into a sweet heat. It was extremely delicious. But then, the heat turned into an extremely overbearing air current, rushing left and right in Shi Zhong's body.
, almost tearing the stone bell’s meridians.
Shi Zhong quickly mobilized the Tao Qi in his Dantian to intercept the scattered heat flow in his body. Shi Zhong felt lucky that his body had been transformed when it was deified by life energy. Otherwise, he would have exploded and died just now. He was frightened.
Shi Zhong was in a cold sweat.
Tao Qi binds the heat currents, integrates them into the Dantian, and strengthens one's own strength.
Opening his eyes, Shi Zhong immediately felt that the world had become a lot clearer. It seemed that his cultivation had improved, but when he saw the white fish belly in the east, he was stunned and looked at his watch. Three hours had passed. It was morning now.
It's six o'clock, and it just felt like a moment had passed.
At this time, Shi Zhong realized that there is no time to practice, just a hundred years in a blink of an eye.
Carefully, he returned along the original path, avoiding several groups of expeditions. He sucked up several hundred-year-old trees on the way, and the meridians in his body became stronger. But he was still a long way from deification.
After leaving the mountains, Shi Zhong took a taxi and came to a beach, then summoned the dragon turtle. Half an hour later, the sea began to surge. This time, the dragon turtle and dragon snake did not show up. Instead, the dragon turtle appeared.
Controlling a wave of waves, he sent the ring to Shi Zhong.
Shi Zhong looked at this headband carefully. It was made of milky-white branches as thick as his index finger. He didn't know what material it was made of. It looked like a willow branch, but Shi Zhong dared to vouch for the credibility of his ancestors. It definitely couldn't be a willow branch.
Damn it, how could a willow branch contain such majestic energy? It is somewhat similar to the holy power of the Vatican clergy, but it is also somewhat different.
No matter what this thing is, Shi Zhong couldn't wait to put the headband into the space ring, and then began to absorb the power on the headband, and a trace of white power merged into the space ring.
An hour later, Shi Zhong stood there quietly before opening his eyes, with surprise and a hint of doubt in his eyes. To his surprise, the space ring had increased by a full 70 cubic meters, and now it was 100 cubic meters. What is the concept of this?
In real life, basically 80% of things can be put into space, and today's rings can be considered to be somewhat space rings.
What is puzzling is that if the energy of the headband is only this small, how can it be able to cultivate such a huge lobster, and be so powerful in combat and proficient in mental attacks. Although these energies are also very large, they are only for humans.
For a 30-meter-long guy, it's just a drop in the bucket.
Could it be that the energy in this headband has been exhausted? He was injured while fighting the dragon and snake on his back, and only got a broken product?
Shi Zhong was a little depressed, so he resisted the urge to throw away the ring and put the ring in. In the days to come, Shi Zhong would feel lucky for his decision.
Out of humanitarianism, China handed over Frank's body and the bodies of two church deacons to the Holy See in the Vatican in Rome. The Pope was shocked and heartbroken when he learned of the news of Frank's death. Frank was one of the few senators in the Holy See.
, and they are still hard-core pro-imperialists, believing that the power of the chief judge should be limited, and that the pope is the spokesperson of God on earth.
Once Frank died, it became even more difficult for him to control the Holy See. Some bishops in various districts simply refused to accept his blame. Even some cardinals in the Vatican were alienated from him. The power of the pope fell away. It should be noted that the former pope was not like this.
At the beginning, God gave three holy objects, the scarab, the crown of thorns and the cross. The scarab had long been destroyed in the history of the battle with the throne of hell, and the cross hanging on his chest was said to be the cross given by God.
The sword judged countless heretics in the Middle Ages. However, now it is just an ornament symbolizing the status of the Pope. Without the huge energy of the crown of thorns, it would be impossible to activate the cross. Otherwise, hum, that Galanti
I'm afraid the chief referee doesn't mind "borrowing" his sacred object, right?
The Pope sat on his throne, thinking with a grimace. This seventy-year-old Pope was well-maintained. People who didn't know better thought he was in his fifties. The Pope often said to others, this
They are all gifts from God, and they have gathered some loyal fans through this.
In the Vatican, somewhere, the architectural palace is as glorious as the Papal Palace.
Galanti sat on a chair. Hearing the referee's report below, he raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice: "You mean, not only did Luo Nan fail the mission, but he also suffered a serious injury and lost?"
"Yes, Mr. Luonan is already on the flight back to the Vatican!" the referee said respectfully, hoping that he would not suffer any unforeseen disaster.
"Um... Got it, go down!" Galanti waved her hand, and the referee breathed a sigh of relief and exited.
"China, a mysterious country, seems to need to summon back some of the former clergy of the Holy See... to get rid of the bloody past? Humph, a group of stupid people, how can they be worthy of being believers of God without a firm will!" Galanti
He murmured, then stood up and walked towards the door, leaving a sentence floating around, "Frank is dead. It seems that the old man in the Papal Palace will be very sad. Well, God has lost a powerful warrior. He really needs to be sad and
A grand burial!"
Shi Zhong hurried back to the hotel and saw Ji Pinglang walking out in fancy big pants and slippers, waving to a waiter and seeing a wad of bills in his hand. Shi Zhong knew that this guy didn't let the waiter do anything good.
.
Indeed, Shi Zhong guessed it right.
Jihirang said to the waiter: "Buy me a few pills that can aphrodisiac and make me last longer. By the way, I need Viagra. Well, the damn Yankees are hateful. I wish there would be an earthquake in Washington soon, but I can't.
I don’t admit it, but their products are quite good. Damn it, doesn’t buying their Viagra increase their foreign exchange? Make their taxpayers richer, pay more taxes, and the U.S. government becomes stronger, and then
Does the CIA have more idle personnel to arrest him?" Jiheiro muttered to himself, and the wad of bills that was originally stuffed into the waiter's hand was slowly taken back, making the waiter with a smile like a chrysanthemum very depressed.
Such wealthy guests are not common.
Jiheiro didn't know what the reasoning was, so in the end he didn't ask the waiter to buy Viagra, but bought one made in China. "Damn it, remember to hurry up. Mr. Jiheiro, I have plenty of money, but I just don't have the time!" He walked into the room with a lewd smile on his face.
, "Damn **, how dare you underestimate yourself, I won't kill you this time!"
"When did Mr. Jihirang become so majestic?" A teasing voice sounded behind Jihirang. Jihirang stiffened and immediately squeezed out a flattering smile on his face. Just a moment ago, he was still smiling lewdly. It changed so quickly.
.
"Boss, you're back? It's so fast!" Jihirang said flatteringly.
"Get in quickly and see how virtuous you are!" Shi Zhong frowned. This guy had a strange smell, all of which was the smell of male hormones.
"Hey, boss, you don't have to go into my room, right? Oh, by the way, where is that stupid Arab guy?" Jiheiro
A look of flattery.
"Semafa went back to Saudi Arabia to do some business. He probably won't be back soon, so if you don't cause any trouble, don't expect me to wipe your ass, boss!" Shi Zhong glanced inside through the crack in the door, damn,
A piece of underwear and a bra. I glanced at Jiheiro. Although this guy was vulgar, he was probably not disgusting enough to wear women's underwear. So it was obvious that I agreed. This guy must have been messing around all night.
"Aha, that damn Middle Eastern man is finally gone. Damn God, beautiful Virgin Mary, you are so kind, I love you!" Jihirang said happily, as if Semafa's absence was a sign of peace.
It was something worth celebrating, but he never expected that he would regret it right away.
"Get the woman off your bed, take a shower, put on clean clothes, and give you ten minutes. You must appear in front of me, otherwise you will be a woman for the rest of your life!" Shi Zhong left a sentence and walked in.
In my own room, I received a call from Andrew on the way back, telling me that my batch of diamonds was found.
"What..." Jiheiro hadn't reacted yet. When he realized Shi Zhong's words, he immediately ran in, ignored the calls of the two women on the bed, rushed into the bathroom, and came out three minutes later, and put on his clothes.
Damn it, I didn't pay attention last night and wrinkled my only white shirt.
"Bah!"
Jihirang spitted into his palm, then wiped the shirt off his chest, constantly trying to smooth out the wrinkles on it, and muttered: "Damn, my hands are shaking, am I really old? I was only five last night
It’s only three times. I originally planned to do it three times by myself, but it seems that this great plan is going to go to waste.”
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