"Betting Agreement?"

After a question and answer, the three of them had their own thoughts.

Chen Tingting naturally didn't believe that Leng Han could turn over the fish because in her mind, Leng Han had long been a dead fish.

Xiao Baogang is completely opposite to Zhu Yan. They are the old people who are following Wang Xu. For no reason, they believe Wang Xu's judgment. This belief is even stronger than Wang Xu himself.

Speaking of which, although Wang Xu believed that Leng Han was Qianlong, he was not sure about this determination.

Yes or no, there is a certain nature of betting, but the chances of winning are higher.

"Old Dong, I'll mobilize ten distracted monks from the family's worship hall, and I'll use it here."

Wang Xu clicked on the smart brain and contacted Mr. Dong.

As the second jade pillar of the Wang family, Mr. Dong walked from behind to the front desk after his old man was promoted to the Mahayana period and became the leader of the worship hall.

The worship hall is a place where the Wang family recruits casual cultivators. As a new big family, the Wang family is at its peak at this time, and some ambitions and no way to seek refuge.

Choosing the outstanding ones, making a vow of heaven, and engraving them into the worship hall is also a way to increase the royal family’s heritage.

There are hundreds of monks in the fusion stage in the current worship hall, and there are even more monks in the divine stage.

This is still the strictness of the Wang Family Card. It is better to have nothing than to be extravagant. As long as the elite result, otherwise the number of people will be considered small if it is more than ten times more.

"See the young master..."

After a moment of waiting, ten monks from the Wang family came outside the sect.

The ten people had different figures, wore the same uniform, with the word "Wang" on their chests, and the word "Wang" under the word "Wang" is also the word "Wang".

"You ten, take turns to send mana to him. After spending a quarter of his mana, he will rotate."

"Yes, young master."

After receiving the order, the young old man in charge walked up and stood behind Leng Han's back first, putting his hand on his shoulder.

Leng Han's eyes were filled with expectations. He had already had enough of the days of being a waste, and today would be his day to soar into the sky.

“Huh?”

The old man began to input mana, and the mana was transmitted to Leng Han's body, and it immediately disappeared, causing his face to change drastically.

"Don't panic, the realm does not fall. It's easy to re-cultivate mana. Just transfer mana, I will compensate you later." Wang Xu knew what the old man was concerned about. For the monks, strength is everything.

They joined the Wang family and became the worship of the Wang family, for the resources and elixirs of the Wang family.

This kind of transmission of merit that harms oneself and benefits others is very expensive for monks, so the old man is of course unwilling to do so.

"Yes, young master." With Wang Xu's guarantee, the old man was no longer concerned and tried his best to deliver magic power to Leng Han.

"Leng Han, how do you feel?" Wang Xu glanced at Leng Han.

"very good..."

Leng Han replied with a happy look on his face, "The whole body is warm and comfortable, and has never been so easy."

Wang Xu nodded slightly, it would be good if it was effective, but he was afraid that it would be useless.

Half an hour later, the old man retreated in sweat, and the second person took it back again.

It took another half an hour, and the second person also inputted a quarter of his mana, and after retreating, the third person took it over.

One, two, three, four...

Just two hours ago, Leng Han's body input all the magic power of a monk in the dispersal stage.

At this time, cold and cold are like cooked prawns, with hot red skin and foggy on the top of the head.

"I think there seems to be something in my body!"

Leng Han's eyes were bright and his spirits were unprecedentedly good.

"What?" Wang Xu asked.

"A black hole, a black hole that is being born, is right on my chest. Oh, I feel that it is devouring the magic power in my body, and it is the culprit that makes me become a waste!"

Leng Han had a joyful look on his face. He has always been called a natural waste body. Now, he is not a waste body, but has a special physique.

His special physique requires a lot of energy to stimulate.

As a poor child, Leng Han has no diet to regulate his body and cannot take pills. Over the years, he can only use the magic power he has cultivated to fill the gap.

A young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage can cultivate a few more magic power all day long.

Naturally, Leng Han became a representative of not being able to make ends meet. Eight out of ten of the little magic power he practiced every day paid taxes.

Now, there are monks in the dispersed stage who provide him with magic power regardless of consequences.

His physique finally began to awaken and initially showed his magicality.

"Black holes, phagocytosis?"

Wang Xu had thought in his eyes. He knew about the devouring body in total, one in the Tianwu world and the other in the prehistoric world.

This is a kind of physique that can be swallowed by any substance and then feed back to its own body. The Emperor of Heaven in the Tianwu World then used to swallow the body.

All the way, you swallow spiritual medicine, magic weapons, weapons, and strange things. All things in the world swallowed it in one bite.

It is precisely because of this special physique that the Emperor of Heaven stood out in the Tianwu World, became the first and last eighth-level monk in the Tianwu World, and created the ancient Heavenly Court era.

For people with this physique, as long as their energy can keep up, it is as easy to increase their cultivation as eating and drinking water.

The mosquito Taoist in the prehistoric world also has this kind of special physique.

It’s a pity that Mosquito Taoist was born a little late and failed to catch up with the most exciting and brilliant era in the prehistoric world.

Why did Wang Xu know so well? Because after the end of the Gods, the Mosquito Taoist infiltrated into the Western Sect and sucked the Holy Mother of the Spiritual Turtle that was captured by the Western Sect.

Before leaving, he swallowed the twelve-grade golden lotus that the Taoist snatched off, swallowed the twelve-grade golden lotus, and became the ninth-grade merit golden lotus. Then, before the sage was aware of it, he ran to the depths of the chaos.

At the beginning, Mosquito Taoist was just a casual cultivator of the Golden Immortal, and he was the first to enter the Golden Immortal.

When he fled to the depths of the chaos, he had already had the quasi-saint cultivation level. Only then did people realize that the Mosquito Taoist had the same ability as the ancient four evil spirits.

This ability is also considered to be called the Taotie devouring body. Wang Xu still knows that these two people are the third ones about this physique.

"No, the mana is not enough, the black hole is shrinking!"

Suddenly, Leng Han showed a panic. Now he had seen hope, afraid that Wang Xu would ignore him.

“That’s a lot of consumption?”

Wang Xu glanced at the old man and the others. They were still delivering mana to Leng Han, but this kind of transmission was a drop in the bucket.

"Old Dong, please call sixteen monks from the divine stage to come here."

Wang Xu was not afraid of Leng Han's consumption, but he wanted to see how much energy the Leng Han's devouring body needed to completely awaken.

A moment later, ten more monks from the divine stage arrived.

Twenty people joined forces to transport energy to Lenghan.

After one day and one night, everyone inputted more than half of their mana, and the black hole in Leng Han's body was completely stable.

In summary, the full magic power of ten monks in the divine stage was input into Leng Han's body in one breath.

Calculate up, the full magic power of the ten divine-separating cultivators is enough to be comparable to that of a cultivator in the early stage of fusion.

In other words, if Leng Han’s devouring body is completely awakened, at least a monk in the early stage of the fusion stage will need to do it with the risk of losing all his magic power.

"Such a large consumption is indeed a devouring body. In this way, as long as the energy can keep up, he will be able to advance to the eighth level soon. If he can swallow a bite of the origin of the world in the future, he will have it even at the ninth level."

Wang Xu just thought about it and knew that he had made a lot of money, and then he had questions again.

Only by the full power of a monk in the fusion stage can Leng Han awaken his physical constitution. So how did he awaken in his original script?

Leng Han is undoubtedly Qianlong. He cannot be a useless person for the rest of his life. There must be an opportunity for him to rise.

Where is this opportunity?

What is it?
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