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182, Prohibition of nesting dolls (28)

When Jixue was shocked by the tyranny of the thunder, the dead golden osmanthus trees in the garden began to "spring".

It is no exaggeration to say that this is definitely the most extravagant method of raising trees, and it is also a method that is extremely draining. According to the value of so many merits in the world of immortality, it is definitely much higher than the value of three small countries.

Anyone would have to hesitate when it comes to this matter, because there is no such thing as the original law. Not only is there no merit, but the merit is just poured out for free, as if the merit is useless.

The golden osmanthus tree sprouted with luxuriant branches and leaves almost in a breath. There was thunder in the sky and the ground grew wildly. It was impossible for the mortals outside to miss such a huge movement, but Tan Zhao could no longer care about it.

"Yuan Lv, that's enough! Stop instilling merit!"

The owner of the merit is generous and generous, but the people who see it feel very sad. This is a merit, a living merit. Don’t give it to them. They want as many top-grade spiritual stones as they want!

The thunderclouds had already become extremely low, and the frequency of the muffled thunder was getting faster and faster. Lightning with blue and purple light was dancing in the clouds, easily making the monk's face change.

"What should we do now? Junior Master Yuan is taking a desperate risk?"

At this moment, Jixue calmed down. He glanced at Venerable Poyuan not far away and said a Buddhist verse: "We can only believe in him."

"But this thunder calamity..." Who does it belong to? Is it the Golden Osmanthus tree or the Yuan Lv?

No one can answer this question. When things have developed to this point, they are no longer able to intervene. If it weren't for the fact that the news couldn't be sent out, there should have been monks with better cultivation to solve the problem.

But, where does this mysterious and powerful devouring power come from?

The first thunderbolt fell unexpectedly, and everyone's eyes were focused on it. On the contrary, it was the person involved, Tan Zhao, who had a very calm expression. He even glanced at Chu Lin who was not far away when the thunderbolt fell.

, then while conveying merit, he also avoided the thunder in an orderly manner.

As the saying goes, "A big stick will move away." This thunder is very painful at first sight. It has just begun now, and there is really no need to fight so hard.

Onlookers: ...can you still do this?! What kind of cool operation is this?!

There are too many secrets in Yuan Lu. As a saying goes, mystery can make a person more charming, but too much mystery can only make people's jaws drop.

This was supposed to be a tragic scene, but somehow it felt... like novice chickens pecking each other.

One person is trying his best to attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao by showing off his merits, but the Heavenly Dao actually falls like a three-year-old child. If the two parties are put together, a six-year-old can die from it, right?!

Before long, the canopy of the golden osmanthus tree had covered the entire courtyard. A steady stream of meritorious power entered the body of the golden osmanthus tree and fed back to the people of the golden osmanthus country. This quickly relieved Chu Lin's pressure. After a few breaths, he finally removed the sword from the tree.

He pulled it out from the ground, staggered slightly, and then steadied himself.

This time, it seemed that he was overconfident.

Chu Lin is not completely unaware of the outside world. As a master, there are probably only a few people in the entire world of immortality who have been rushed to the rescue by their disciples. He does not have those illusory self-esteem, but seeing his disciples so involved

It's dangerous, and it's definitely not a good feeling in my heart.

Coupled with the influence of the poison and the massive loss of strength, Chu Lin could feel the collapse of his Taoist heart.

Chu Lin felt a little ashamed. He had promised earlier that he would find a way to repair his disciple's spiritual roots, but now it seemed that he was too arrogant.

The thunder continues, even getting denser and denser, getting closer and closer to purple lightning.

In the world of immortality, it is well known that purple thunder is the only existence that can ascend to the tribulation thunder. Heaven will not drop purple thunder for no reason, unless——

The shocking thunder exploded in everyone's ears, covering up almost all the sounds in the world. Even the onlookers were completely frightened by it. What kind of power is this? Compared with this tribulation thunder, in the past,

All the Nascent Soul Thunder and Divine Thunder are just drizzle.

At this moment, Tan Zhao finally stopped. Although he wanted to "clear the stock at a discount" to get rid of the merits in the inventory, he had no choice but to have too much inventory. After only exporting a small part of the merits, the law of heaven sent purple thunder to "beat" him.

Hey, why is it so difficult to spend some merit these days?

While sighing, Tan Zhao took out Qi Jiucheng's dragon soul from his arms. This dragon soul had been trapped in the magic weapon and could not detect the situation outside. Now that it suddenly came out, before he could be happy, he was struck by a residual thunder.

Half of the soul was chopped off.

"Yuanlu, what are you doing!"

Tan Zhao took hold of half of the remaining soul and spoke leisurely: "Do what you want to do."

Qi Jiucheng was full of anger, but Tan Zhao disagreed. The most basic sense of morality of living beings should be to respect life and nature, and those who wantonly take the lives of others and the power of heaven and earth for their own selfish interests will be abandoned by the way of heaven.

"Aren't you very powerful? By relying on the power of seizing the extraterritorial merit system, you wantonly seize merit and luck in the mortal world. Don't you think you are very smart?"

Qi Jiucheng laughed: "Heaven and earth are unkind, so what if I go against it! These ordinary people, it is their honor that I can like them! Yuanlu, do you think you can stop me? This is just my cruelty.

Soul, you..."

"Shit! To a being like you, heaven and earth are too kind to allow you to be born!"

Tan Zhao complained harshly, and then the thunder that followed...actually softened in an instant.

So, it turns out that Father Tiandao should be so coaxing?

But soon, Tan Zhao was slapped in the face. The love from Tiandao's father was like the sky in summer. It could change at any time. This thunder might just...agree with what he said, whatever you meant.

In this case, Tan Zhao will no longer talk nonsense with Qi Jiucheng. If the other party wants merit, then give it to him!

The merits that Tan Zhao carries are the "coolie wages" paid to him in other worlds. They do not belong to the power of this world, but after he transfers it to the golden osmanthus tree, it belongs to the golden osmanthus tree.

Although the golden osmanthus tree has been "ripened", it has not yet developed spiritual wisdom. The people of the golden osmanthus country believe in the golden osmanthus tree. The golden osmanthus tree instinctively sends out power and blessings. The power controlled by Qi Jiucheng is absorbing the power of merit. In fact, it is absorbing the power of merit provided by Tan Zhao.

force.

The power of merit is indeed a good thing, but... it also depends on whether you can share the blessing. This dragon tried his best to take a shortcut to ascend, so it seems that he is not blessed at first sight.

Qi Jiucheng had a heart-to-heart connection with that devouring power, and he quickly sensed it.

At first, he was ecstatic, but soon... his expression completely changed.

"Yuan Lv, what did you do!"

With the help of the power of merit, Qi Jiucheng's soul began to expand, and gradually he also had a physical body. It only took half a cup of tea for a demon cultivator to recast his physical body and improve his cultivation!

When Jiaolong recovered, Qi Jiucheng wanted to cut off the supply of merit, but he soon discovered that he couldn't do it!

A steady stream of merits poured into his body, and the thing he originally longed for most instantly became an "intestinal poison." He felt that his cultivation level was constantly rising, and even his physical body was getting stronger, faintly.

The trend of growing horns.

Qi Jiucheng tried his best to control it, but the influx of merit made him unable to resist.

Demon cultivators never resist any force.

Transforming a dragon into a dragon is a gift from heaven and earth. Qi Jiucheng's original plan was to use the power of merit to deceive the way of heaven and survive the catastrophe of ascension as an ordinary demon cultivator, but now... everything is over!

He didn't even care about the Yuanlu of Resentment and Hatred, he only had time to resist the rising power in his body!

How could this be! How could this be possible!

"My surprise gift, do you still like it?"

"Hey, hey, I know you like it very much. Don't all dragons want to transform into dragons? We have a certain friendship. When you transform into dragons, don't forget my contribution~"

grass!

The insults that Qi Jiucheng could not write in his heart had reached the sky, but he still could not resist the trend of transforming into a dragon. He even soon discovered that the law of heaven was actually pushing him to transform into a dragon!

A unique little movie about transforming into a dragon slowly unfolds.

Song Chengyong has never seen a real dragon, nor has he seen a dragon transform into a dragon, but the scene in front of him... must be fake, right? This is too easy.

"What the hell? Transform into a dragon and directly go through the tribulation of ascension?! Isn't this too evil?"

He didn't know what happened in the world of cultivating immortals, and thought it was extremely strange. But what he did know was that it was because Heaven was not prepared to let this dragon go.

Sure enough, when the first tribulation thunder came down, it was a purple lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl. You must know that purple lightning is just a wisp, which is enough for a monk in the tribulation period to drink a pot. The mouth of this bowl is so thick, it is obviously going to kill him.

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Tiandao's father had no strength to mess with him for the time being, so Tan Zhao had a moment to breathe. He simply leaned against the golden osmanthus tree, looked up and saw Chu Lin's unpredictable eyes.

"Master, are you okay?"

Chu Lin shook his head. Although his face was pale, he temporarily lost the power to resist the poison. At this moment, his mood was not good: "Isn't it useless to be a teacher?"

...Venerable Po Yuan, why did you say this!

Tan Zhao wanted to reach out and shake the other person's shoulders, but because the relationship between master and disciple was too treacherous, he spoke very restrainedly: "After this incident, can the disciple fight with the master?"

"Only kendo?"

Tan Zhao nodded: "It's just about swordsmanship."

"Can."

Chu Lin said the word "ke", and a thunder in the sky turned the entire sky purple, magnificent and mottled, with a different kind of beauty. Tan Zhao couldn't help but sigh, and then he saw Qi Jiucheng's dragon body on Zidian's "horse"

It broke instantly under the "killing chicken". Not only that, the way of heaven was based on the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, so the thunder was dropped that day for free.

To be honest, there is a very subtle and secret feeling in watching others being beaten.

For this reason, Tan Zhao quietly added another wave of merit to the golden osmanthus tree, and then the thunder in the sky became more joyful. With a tragic dragon roar, the dragon shape on the horizon finally shattered into powder.

Under the wrath of heaven, nothing was left, and Qi Jiucheng was finally destroyed.

Tan Zhao stretched out his hand and patted the golden osmanthus tree. The newly born spiritual consciousness of the golden osmanthus tree shook the leaves affectionately, and the leaves rustled. Just as he was about to smile, a thunderbolt with a powerful force came straight towards him.

He was about to pull out the flying smoke to block, but he didn't expect that Chu Lin was faster than him!


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