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Chapter 673 Five big men, four lucky money

Although Li Qingxian was promoted to fifth rank for the first time, he had also read a lot of books.

After reaching the fifth level, all the power will be condensed into the golden liquid of the Divine Pond.

The monks rely on their skills to gradually condense the golden liquid from the divine pool into five special qi, thereby greatly increasing the true qi or magic power.

The fifth grade belongs to the consolidation stage.

It stands to reason that if you practice using the Shenxiao method, five qi's like flashing thunder will appear.

However, when the technique started to work, Li Qingxian saw an incredible scene.

First, five round golden balls slowly emerged from the golden liquid in the divine pool.

At this time, Li Qingxian was only slightly surprised and continued to practice.

As more and more parts popped out, I realized that they were not gold balls, but five big golden bald heads that blinded people's eyes.

Five bald men with shining golden heads sat cross-legged under the golden liquid of the divine pool, rising slowly like five golden bodies.

The faces of these five people happen to be the first five of the six previous mountain gods.

If any fifth-grade monk saw this scene, he would be so frightened that he would go crazy.

Whose divine pool has five naked men hiding in the golden liquid?

I thought that the six mountain gods had been refined. What do you mean now, do you want to fake their corpses?

Li Qingxian hurriedly stopped practicing, and the five golden bald men slowly fell back into the golden liquid of the divine pool.

Li Qingxian looked confused, what should I do?

While others are ascending the Five Qi, you are ascending to five bald men? Could it be that the five bald men will follow the magic power and move back and forth in their own meridians?

Li Qingxian shook his head hastily, he didn't dare to think about that scene.

After staying for a long time, Li Qingxian consumed the golden luck fish and deduced.

The life chart rotates, mana surges, light flashes, and finally stops.

Involving the upper bound power, no accurate results were obtained.

But I came to a rough conclusion: my technique was too primitive and crude, and I didn't distinguish between the True Spiritual Life Mountain and the Mountain God. I melted it all into the Divine Pond Golden Liquid in one go.

Even if the mountain god is a clone, it is also a clone of the gods Xiao Lei Zhong and Zi Wei Zhao. The total amount of power contained is not strong, but its nature is far beyond the human world.

The golden liquid of the Divine Pond has actually only refined one mountain god, and the other five are currently unable to be refined.

After deducing this result, Li Qingxian's heart skipped a beat.

How long will it take for me to refine these five big golden lumps? If I have five grades and one card for more than ten years, I will cry all my tears.

Li Qingxian gritted his teeth and used the Shenxiao method to run his skills again.

Then, watching helplessly, five golden bald men slowly rose from the golden liquid of the divine pool.

Li Qingxian's mind was staring at the five big men in a daze.

Fuzhen.

The white light in the western sky suddenly flashed, and then the white light seemed to condense into white mist, or like a line of white waves rolling in between the sky and the sea.

"It's broken! Fuwu is here!" Xu Changren shouted softly.

Zhou Hen looked over hastily and asked: "Is it really Fu Wu?"

"It's true, you can't go wrong. The whole town will be flooded in two quarters of an hour at most..."

At the same time, the sound of gongs sounded from all over Fu Town.

At the same time, there were many shouts that were either dull or excited.

"The mist of blessing has arrived, and the world is at peace!"

Zhou Hen glanced at the tent, frowned, then glanced at the rolling mist of fortune, and said, "Will the mist of fortune arrive in half a quarter of an hour?"

"probably not."

"Okay, I'll wake up Ye Han in half a quarter of an hour." Zhou Hen said.

Xu Changren lowered his voice and said: "If you have a magic weapon or some treasure, use it now. Before the blessing mist strikes, a colorless and odorless mist will appear all over Fu Town. Try not to inhale it if you can."

Zhou Hen nodded, took out a green willow leaf magic weapon, and placed it in front of his nose.

The green willow leaves turned into a thin transparent mask, flowing up and down at the same time, covering the nose and mouth.

"Find a way to get a lucky bamboo hat, which can block a lot of lucky mist..." Xu Changren whispered.

Shangshan District, town government office.

Three top-level masters with blessing bamboo hats on their heads just walked out of the yamen gate, looked at the billowing mist of blessing in the west, and turned back to the yamen.

"Mayor, wait a minute, there are still people at home." The burly man in the lead was a foot tall, and his body was in the shape of an almost perfect inverted triangle.

"It's not very convenient now." A man next to him who was shrouded in magic mist said.

The third man was covered in thick white bone armor, with a bloody broken cloak floating gently behind his back. He looked like a king of bones. Behind him were two fully armed skeleton knights. Their armor was thick and silvery.

Behind the desk in the room, an old man wearing a bamboo hat glanced at the three masters at the door through the thin white gauze.

Within the white gauze, the green eyes squirmed slightly, which was extremely weird.

Zhang Wentian stared at the three of them with green eyes for a long time, then nodded and said: "If you don't want to go, just wait."

The martial arts cultivator and the demon cultivator turned around and left, but the puppet cultivator remained motionless.

At this moment, a young man carrying a lucky bamboo hat ran over with a smile. He first greeted the puppet cultivator, "Uncle White Bones," and then hurriedly entered the room.

"Dad, I want to go down the mountain." The young man looked handsome, wearing a brocade robe that still shimmered faintly at night, and was covered with all kinds of magic weapons and jewelry, with a smile on his face. After standing still, he slowly

Wear a hat and a red mask, leaving only your eyes exposed.

"Didn't you see that the mist of fortune has arrived?"

"There are so many ginseng fruits in our family, who is afraid of Fuwu? Even if we use up all of them, with this attitude, we will still be full of fruits when the Fuwu subsides tomorrow. You didn't let me go last time, but the Xue brothers were fooled

I was very happy and even laughed at my timidity."

"Nonsense! They entered the Fortune Mist to hone themselves. You have just been promoted to the fourth level. If this is the Great Fortune Mist, how will you escape unscathed?"

"Hey, I haven't eaten all the ginseng fruits over the years. I have kept some. I'm not afraid of getting lucky. Besides, I can steal a few ginseng fruits from the Xue brothers. I'm not a loser. I'm already in the fourth grade.

, you can’t keep me in Shangshan District forever.”

"You don't know where your fourth rank came from?" Zhang Wentian snorted coldly.

The puppet cultivator glanced at the handsome young man and shook his head slightly. Zhang Hongshou, a child who grew up in a honey pot, had no idea of ​​the dangers of Fuwu. Without ginseng fruit, even a top-ranked person like himself might have failed.

"But I have ginseng fruit. I'll sharpen it too. Besides, I can also get closer to the Xue brothers." Zhang Hongshou continued to smile.

"How much is left?"

"Four... no, five." Zhang Hongshou said.

"Ba Gu, you take him to find my wife. If my wife agrees and the Xue family also goes, then I will play with him. Otherwise, I won't go. If I go, if I see Ye Han, I can solve it easily."

, if Zhou Hate is always there, forget it."

"Over there at Nanxiang Hou..."

"I, Hua Mo Shan, are not close to Prince Dingnan's Mansion. His reputation as Prince Dingnan's Mansion cannot overpower my place."

"What should I do if I encounter the Great Fortune Fog?" Bai Gu asked.

"Be back soon. If he dares to linger, his legs will be broken." Zhang Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, sir."

Zhang Hongshou approached with a smile, stretched out his right hand and said, "Dad, it's going to be foggy soon. Can you give me some notices?"


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