The time it took for Xiang Ming Palace to shatter Shen Mansion's Shen Tian Selection Inheritance Tool was actually 2 minutes and 31 seconds.
The time it took him and Deng Guanlou turned out to be exactly the same.
anger!
Although the two were equally ranked, Deng Guanlou actually lost.
To know!
He is currently ninth on the list of candidates, and Xiang Minggong is one place behind.
What was a guaranteed win turned into a draw.
This made the latter very angry.
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"The two are tied. This is God's will. Let's share the ownership of the mine equally!"
"King Yueluo, we are all here for the mines, there is no need to have any grudges!"
“Harmony brings wealth!”
Luo Guangliu smiled helplessly.
"agree!"
King Yueluo didn't talk too much and nodded lightly.
The former is right!
In this world, the spiritual energy is thin and the earth's soil is fragile and pitiful.
If the two of them were chosen to fight, the outcome would not be decided yet. Maybe this mine would have been completely destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.
You know, the raw ore of Tianyuan Treasure is very fragile.
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"Um?"
Suddenly, Luo Guangliu frowned.
There is a piece of news in his jade slip.
The supreme message from the Holy Lord Jichi.
From...Holy Lord!
Then, his spiritual thoughts spread out and began to scan everyone in the Tianci Sect.
Pre-select the qualifications of a saint?
In this mere exile realm, there is actually the qualification of a saint?
Simply incredible!
But this message came from the Holy Lord personally.
The Holy Lord is in the realm of inquiry, and his methods are all-encompassing. His judgment is absolutely impossible to be wrong.
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Qing Xuanle, like everyone in the Tianci Sect, was in shock and fear.
Nascent Soul, who was once aloof in the northern realm, instantly became a vulnerable ant.
Even with half-step natural selection, it only took 2 minutes and 31 seconds before he was seriously injured by the opponent.
And the person who created the figurines was only in the Nascent Soul realm.
With the advent of two true natural selections, the people of the Tianci Sect no longer had the heart to resist.
They finally understood why Shen Fusheng wanted to disband the Tianci Sect.
If you don’t disband, what can you do?
The total number of Nascent Souls on both sides exceeds 2,000.
What a terrifying amount that is.
Not to mention, there is the holy land of natural selection that can turn the tide against the tide with a flick of one’s sleeves.
This scene has already exceeded the imagination of everyone in the Tianci Sect.
Many dignified Nascent Souls collapsed completely under the overwhelming pressure.
That’s right!
In front of the golden elixir and mortals, you are high and mighty, like a great emperor, a myth, and unparalleled.
But facing more powerful existences and facing the fate of being killed at any time, they are also vulnerable.
Nascent Soul, I have long forgotten what fear is.
But suddenly, your life has become a plaything for others to control. Who can remain strong?
collapse!
The strong ones collapse even faster than ordinary people.
Because there is no past that has been trampled on in your body.
Qing Xuanle's expression was complicated. She was looking at a person from a distance. She was looking at her father who was extremely humble among the crowd.
Qingtianyi!
It turns out that my father is not from the Northern Realm at all.
No wonder.
Qingtian Yi has no feelings at all for all his concubines.
No matter you are a beautiful woman who has conquered the country or a noble lady, in Qingtian Yi's eyes, you are just a fertility machine.
He killed princes and concubines, and his face never showed any signs of trouble.
He forced himself to be so cold-blooded and ruthless.
It turns out that his roots and blood are not here at all.
boom!
At this moment, Qing Xuanle felt a pain in his neck, followed by a burst of suffocation.
She felt an indescribable powerful force that imprisoned her.
This kind of power is like the endless rolling waves, and you are just a floating duckweed under the waves. You have no choice but to drift with the current.
Then!
This force, like an invisible giant palm, pinched her and lifted her up easily.
struggle.
Then he accepted his fate.
Qing Xuanle's delicate body just floated out of thin air. Even though she had broken through the Nascent Soul, she had no ability to resist at all.
She looked around, panicked.
Ji Dongyuan and the others saw Qing Xuanle's abnormality and panic, and wanted to rescue him.
As a result, as soon as people took a step, they fell to their knees on the ground, and their knees were completely shattered.
shock!
Under the gaze of everyone, Qing Xuanle was like a rabbit, being carried by an invisible force and floating towards Qing Tianyi's camp.
"Well, it turns out that there is very pure Qing family blood. It should be a return to the ancestors."
Luo Guangliu raised his bamboo hat slightly.
In this northern realm, only Qing Xuanle was qualified to let him take a closer look.
Atavism.
The inheritance of bloodline will become thinner and thinner as it spreads from generation to generation and is diluted and assimilated.
And when it becomes thin to a certain extent, some alien species will revert to their ancestors and reach an unprecedented concentration of blood. This is a miracle, and it rarely happens in thousands of years.
"Qingtian Yi, your contribution to discovering the Tianyuan treasure vein can only offset your sins."
"But you gave birth to a good daughter. The blood of the Holy Lord in her body has returned to her ancestors, and she is qualified to practice the supreme Taoism of Jichi."
"The Holy Lord just ordered that she is now one of the pre-selected saints of Jichi Holy Land."
"You have merit and should be rewarded. I canonize you as a protector."
Qing Xuanle was panicked and locked in place. Although it didn't help, she still struggled subconsciously.
Pre-select a saint, pre-select a saint, and not one will be born in a hundred years.
They are all the first or second generation blood relatives of the Holy Lord.
Among these bloodlines, a supreme saint or saint will be selected every thousand years.
The status of the Holy Son and the Holy Lady is equivalent to the personal inheritance of the Holy Lord, and the minimum achievement in the future is natural selection, even half-step.
Even if they did not become the final Supreme Holy Son, the former pre-selected Saints and Saints were still the powerful ones in Jichi Holy Land.
In Jichi Holy Land, bloodline determines everything.
It turned out that his Qingtianyi bloodline was so thin that it was almost extinguished.
Who would have thought that Qingxuanle could return to his ancestors by blood.
"Meet the Saint!"
Afterwards, those Nascent Souls from Jichi Holy Land who followed Luo Guangliu clasped their fists and bowed.
Even Xiang Minggong, who was arrogant just now, gritted his teeth and bowed his head.
Who would have thought.
In this mere exiled realm, there are actually returnees of the bloodline of the Holy Lord.
The weakest of her bloodline power will be that of the second generation bloodline.
If the woman in front of me returns to Jichi Holy Land, one year later, she will definitely reach Nascent Soul Dzogchen and be able to conquer everything.
The supreme Taoism of Jichi Holy Land is no joke.
It's a pity that only the saint's bloodline has reached a certain level before he is qualified to practice.
"Meet the Saint!"
At this time, Qingtian Yi also lowered his head and bowed respectfully to his daughter.
Qingtianyi recalled Qingxuanle's growth trajectory from childhood to adulthood, and seemed to be able to find some vague signs.
Qing Xuanle's talent is terrifyingly strong.
Her understanding, her perseverance, her persistence and calmness have been superior to ordinary people since she was a child.
"Come here, take the Guiying Pill here, and the inferior low-level elements in your body will be shattered."
"It is impossible for the pre-selected saint of Dangtang Jichi to use this kind of weapon."
After saying this, Luo Guangliu flicked his finger, and a purple pill appeared on his fingertips.
On the outer layer of the elixir, there are layers and layers of auras rolling around, circulating endlessly. At first glance, it looks like it is not an ordinary product.
Bloodline returns to ancestors.
With this kind of qualification, even if Luo Guangliu is the Tianze elder of the Holy Land, he will be rewarded by the Holy Lord.
After all, the more precious the bloodline, the lower the inheritance rate of the heirs born from it.
"Holy girl, please take the Guiying Pill. The elemental weapon given to you by the Tianci Sect is just a low-level piece of garbage. A real strong person will not even bother to use it. This is a great opportunity!"
Seeing that Qing Xuanle was still struggling, Qingtian Yi frowned and reminded him hastily.
Now that the other party was a saint, he didn't dare to scold her loudly.
…
"Great opportunity!"
"It's almost laughable."
"This Gui Ying Dan can indeed cleanse the elements in the monk's body, and you can refine another one."
"But your Jichi Holy Land did not tell this woman that after taking the Guiying Pill, all your memories were erased along with the Yuanqi."
Jichi Holy Land found a pre-selected saint, which made those in Linlu Holy Land very unhappy.
Deng Guanlou glanced at Qingxuanle and reminded him angrily.
Look carefully.
The appearance of this pre-selected saint is worthy of the title saint.
"That's right, Ninth Princess."
"You can also think of the Guiying Pill as a bowl of Meng Po soup. As long as you take it, it is equivalent to being reincarnated."
"In other words, after taking the Guiying Pill, the former Qingxuanle... will die!"
Nie Chenxi took a step forward and smiled sinisterly.
destroy!
They are deliberately sabotaging the plans of Jichi Holy Land.
For the Guiying Pill to be effective, the person who takes it must be willing and actively digest the effects of the medicine, so that the organs and memories can be washed away.
Can't be forced.
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"Deng Guanlou, what do you mean?"
After the words fell, the Jichi Holy Land was completely silent, and all the eyes under the bamboo hats were staring at Linlu Holy Land with high spirits of war.
Xiang Minggong took a step forward and asked coldly.
"Haha, what do you mean?"
"Is your Jichi Holy Land so despicable?"
"Even if you want to kill people, kill them happily. Why deceive others and let others die inexplicably."
Deng Guanlou smiled disdainfully.
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Tremble!
Qingxuanle is not stupid.
She became an inexplicable pre-selected saint because her bloodline returned to her ancestors.
But if you want to become a saint, you need to pay a price.
That is to erase all your memories.
It's like being dead.
Qing Xuanle's cheeks were pale and he shook his head fiercely.
no!
Absolutely not.
If it had been Qingtian Yi's order in the past, she might have actually taken this pill.
But now, not possible!
I need to remember that person in my mind.
Although we are not destined to be together, he is the only man I recognize in my heart.
I can die.
But I also want to take all the memories about him to hell.
Inexplicable elixir!
Never agree!
Shake your head!
Qing Xuanle shook his head vigorously.
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far away!
Everyone in the Tianci Sect froze their breathing and their thoughts almost stopped.
Wash away the memory.
That's really the same as killing you.
"Ninth Princess!"
Tang Duanying looked at the helpless Qing Xuanle, and her heart ached.
This poor princess has suffered too much in her life.
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"Actually, there's no need to be too anxious. Saint, you can think about it first."
After saying this, Luo Guangliu smiled bitterly.
really!
Those stinky bitches at Linlu Holy Land are not as good as Jichi Holy Land at all.
It would be strange if he didn't destroy it.
After a spell was fired, Qingxuanle was imprisoned and two Yuanying in coir raincoat were responsible for guarding him.
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"Next, let's discuss who will live and who will die among these miserable natives!"
Luo Guangliu's plan was ruined, but he still kept a calm face and discussed with King Yueluo.
"Well, the quality of the mineral veins will be affected by the luck here."
"If we want to stabilize this world, we cannot kill all the Nascent Souls present. We must rely on them to suppress and rule hundreds of millions of people."
"But with so many people alive, it's not allowed."
King Yueluo said coldly.
"Leave 20%!"
"how?"
"In the past few years of mining, 20 indigenous souls have been left behind, which is enough to make the world run according to the order it once had."
Luo Guangliu thought for a while and said.
"agree!"
"Then start the great formation to escape and kill the trapped beasts. A fight between the trapped beasts will be regarded as a sacrifice to the heaven."