"Brothers, please come in! As for all the nephews, please step aside. How can we behave like this when we gather around the door of the Sutra Collection Pavilion?"
After Wan Qing gathered his breath, he sensed the many Maoshan disciples gathered in front of the Sutra Pavilion and said in a majestic tone.
More than a dozen Maoshan elders looked at each other, and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion in the eyes of many Maoshan disciples with envy and fear.
Although those Maoshan disciples were unwilling to leave, they were afraid of Elder Wanqing's reputation and terrifying cultivation in the Yangshen realm, so they bowed and turned around to leave.
After stepping into the Sutra Pavilion, the elders of Maoshan felt envious of Wanqing's vast sea-like magical power.
Of course, Elder Wanqing's incredible breakthrough to the Yangshen realm was naturally tested by the scheming elders like Maoshan.
We are all brothers who have been together day and night for more than a hundred years. These seniors know all about Wanqing's qualifications and understanding.
Without a great opportunity, Wan Qing would still have no hope if he wanted to break through to the Yangshen realm, let alone this life, even the next life!
Over the past hundreds of years, how many talented and beautiful people have been blocked at the threshold of the Yangshen Realm, unable to advance even an inch throughout their lives, and eventually had no choice but to die of old age!
Compared with those truly peerless geniuses, Wan Qing's talent and understanding can only be considered mediocre. It can be said that it is a stroke of luck that he can cultivate to the realm of Yin God, let alone Yang God!
"Brothers, don't believe it. Wan's ability to break through the Yang God Realm is entirely dependent on his own talent and understanding! After all, is there any treasure in this world that can help others break through the Yang God Realm?"
Wan Qing said with a serious look on his face, his eyes full of sincerity. Whether it is true or false, it doesn’t matter, anyway, with his Yang Shen realm cultivation, he can’t be false!
When all the Maoshan elders heard this, they were all speechless. Even if they felt that Wan Qing's words were untrue, they could not refute them.
The land gods in the Yangshen realm are the ceiling of the human world. If there really is a treasure that can help people break through the Yangshen, it has been known to the world for a long time. How could they not hear about it!
After eliminating all impossibilities, whatever remains is true no matter how bizarre it is. Therefore, although you Maoshan elders are unwilling to admit it, you can only grit your teeth and believe Wan Qing's words.
"What's that look in your eyes? I was able to break through Yangshen not because of bad luck, but because of my extraordinary wisdom!"
Looking at the eyes of the fellow apprentices, Wan Qing suddenly said angrily. In front of this group of fellow apprentices who knew his details, it was really difficult to pretend to be superior!
A dozen fellow apprentices chatted for a while, and then Elder Wan Qing said seriously: "Actually, I can break through the Yang Shen realm, and my nephew Four Eyes is indispensable!"
"I just said there was an inside story, and it was as expected!"
"That little guy with four eyes? Could it be the one who took action?"
"Since it is related to the four eyes, only that person has such ability!"
After hearing this, all the elders of Maoshan talked about it one after another. However, when mentioning Wang Mingzhen, they seemed to be quite scrupulous, so they all used that person instead!
"Well, that person gave Simu a merit tablet. As long as you have enough merit, you can directly improve the state of your skills without any side effects."
Wan Qing said with a smile, and by the way introduced the various magical uses of the Merit Monument and how to exchange for merit.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the Maoshan elders looked at Wan Qing with straight eyes, which made Wan Qing feel quite uncomfortable.
"Brothers, you have to believe in my integrity, Wan, and Maoshan's ten thousand volumes of Taoism, but I only exchanged ten volumes for it!" Wan Qing muttered in a low voice.
"Junior Brother Wan puts it lightly. Those ten volumes of magical powers are the true heritage of my Maoshan, and they are the foundation of all Maoshan arts. The total value of the thousands of volumes of Taoism in the Sutra Pavilion is not even a fraction of that!"
As the leader of Maoshan, Wan Jing clearly understood the value of Maoshan's many Taoist classics. Naturally, he knew what Wan Qing was referring to by the ten volumes of martial arts and magical powers, and he suddenly said in a faint tone.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire Sutra Pavilion instantly became solemn, and the eyes of the Maoshan elders looking at Wan Qing were full of anger.
If it weren't for the close friendship between brothers and sisters and the fear of Wan Qing's cultivation in the Yangshen realm, I'm afraid they would have swarmed in and destroyed this old guy Wan Qing.
Even so, their eyes when looking at Wan Qing were filled with anger, and they wished they could give Wan Qing a beating to get rid of the evil spirit in their hearts.
"For the rest, I had no choice but to do it! The main reason is that boy Simu, who exchanged all the Taoist techniques in the Sutra Pavilion for merit! I was worried that Simu couldn't grasp it, so I had to take the risk!"
Elder Wan Qing said solemnly, but unknowingly, he changed the subject to four eyes, trying to confuse his vision.
When you Maoshan elders heard this, you immediately became even more angry. Together with you, you two have collected Maoshan for thousands of years and exchanged them all for merit. You didn’t even leave any leftovers to us!
Faced with the staring eyes of the Maoshan elders, Elder Wanqing had no choice but to retreat and contribute all the remaining more than 200,000 merits, hoping to ease the anger of all his brothers!
Of course, Wanqinghui's generosity is related to the predicament he is facing now. He checked the merit stele and found that the "Dongxuan Sutra" needs to be upgraded to the ninth level to break through to the realm of land gods, which requires 100 million merits.
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Compared with the astronomical figure of 100 million merits, Wanqing doesn't care at all about the mere 200,000 merits, which is just sprinkles!
These more than 200,000 merits have lived up to Wan Qing's expectations and decisively helped him divert the attention of his brothers.
In order to compete for these merits, more than a dozen Maoshan elders almost staged a full-scale martial arts show, and the entire Maoshan almost fell into internal strife! In the end, it was Wan Jing who relied on the prestige of the leader to suppress this farce!
However, Taoist Master Simu did not escape this disaster. He worked hard for more than a month, but all the merits he had earned were confiscated. It was extremely miserable!
Next, for the sake of these more than 300,000 merits, these Maoshan elders held several meetings one after another to discuss the whereabouts of these merits. Everyone was red-faced and no one was willing to give up!
At this time, Wan Jing also felt that it was quite difficult! If this matter was not handled well, the huge Maoshan sect might fall apart, so we had to be cautious!
To untie the bell, you need to tie the bell! Wan Jing finally kicked the ball to Wan Qing. After all, Wan Qing was strong enough to calm the situation and prevent the matter from getting out of hand.
The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh, so Wan Qing is naturally in a very difficult position. In the past, these merits were enough for all the Maoshan elders to break through to the realm of the Yang God. But now, it is only enough for three people to break through to the Yang God!
As for the equal distribution, they will not agree to it! It means nothing to them without breaking through the Yangshen realm and improving their cultivation.
In the end, Wan Qing came up with an unlikely solution: drawing lots.