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Chapter five hundred and fortieth amazing gift

The ferocious Origin Qi poured into his body, and those spiritual poisons spread out instantly, raging in his body. It was really like poisonous pythons tearing at his flesh and blood and Daoji, but this feeling was just

It lasted only a short moment, and the few wisps of gray energy in the gray Taoist temple just swayed, and the source energy became clear and turbid. The pure source energy poured into his golden elixir, and the poisonous pythons were as ferocious as the poisonous pythons.

The poisonous spiritual source was directly swallowed up by the gray Taoist temple and integrated into the base of the gray Taoist temple.

Faced with the Gray Dao Palace's rules of conduct that were taken without asking, Wang Li was speechless but could only touch his nose and accept it helplessly.

This third source of alien energy was rapidly transformed in the golden elixir. Just like what he felt at the beginning, there was a wonderful thundery rhyme in the Taoist charm of his whole body. The gray elixir around his golden elixir

In the light, wisps of purple thunderclouds also appeared.

But compared to the purple thunder clouds, the purple flames of the purple oil lamps, and the sword energy like ancient swords, they are still incomparable and look very shrinking.

In addition to this unique law of vitality, a large amount of spiritual energy in this third alien source was absorbed by his golden elixir, which actually made his golden elixir stronger. Invisibly, it was like there was a rope binding the golden elixir.

The rope of change quietly broke.

For Wang Li, this was also an unprecedented and strange feeling.

Xuantian Dao Jue will have a very intuitive feeling when the cultivation level is improved during the foundation building period, and the body is like lighting up the stars. After the golden elixir is condensed, when the cultivation level is improved, the sutra notes of Xuantian Dao Jue say that there is no special intuition.

Feelings, but some classics say that continuing to practice Jindan is like breaking the shackles of life, and constantly breaking the chains that restrict monks from the boundless heaven.

Wang Li didn't feel that there were any life shackles that restricted the improvement of his cultivation before, but now this feeling clearly appeared in his perception. In just a few breaths, he could clearly perceive many things.

Invisible shackles of vitality were like chains extending from the void, binding on his golden elixir.

Although he was a little shocked, he didn't feel scared at all, and he counted carefully subconsciously.

Counting the one that was broken just now, there are a total of eighty-one golden elixirs bound to him by the fate shackles described in the classics, which seem to be firmly restricting the activities of his golden elixirs.

"Strange...is it so clear?"

Wang Li couldn't help but murmur.

The descriptions of this so-called fate shackles in any classics he had seen were very vague. Probably in the perception of all monks, it was also very mysterious. They knew of its existence, but they seemed not to be able to perceive it so clearly.

My current situation must be a special case.

Wang Li carefully sensed the remaining eighty "life shackles" and intuitively felt that they seemed to represent the ninth level of the nine-level realm. Every time a shackle was broken, it meant that a level had been broken through.

In the small realm, the power of the golden elixir will be substantially improved.

Those three alien sources of energy just now really made me rise to a small level?

However, it seems that the moment the fate shackles broke, the other eighty fate shackles became stronger. This is also in line with the principles of the world of cultivation. The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to break through.

Wang Li couldn't help but shake his head.

He felt that since he was a child, he had been getting along with a mentally challenged senior sister like Lu Shenliang, so he had a strong tolerance. Otherwise, if it were another monk, he would have gone crazy easily.

He himself is now obviously a special contradiction.

He obviously seems to be inconsistent with common sense in many places, but as his cultivation level improves, he still seems to be following the established rules. He is obviously within the rules, but he seems to be taking loopholes in the rules everywhere.

"Why, I also want to be more ordinary."

He couldn't help but let out a heartfelt cry.

His whining was a bit loud.

Although this Taoist temple is a true holy monastery and contains a unique Taoist realm, as long as you are in the Taoist temple, the sounds inside can still be heard.

At this time, Yang Yanli and others were looking around and paying homage to the Holy Breath, when they suddenly heard Wang Li's wailing.

The key is that this wailing is truly sincere and truly moves the faces of those who hear it.

If someone else had uttered such a wailing, I am afraid that anyone who heard it would have thought it was pretentious, but Wang Li's wailing at this time made none of them feel this way.

Especially for Tao Shangmo and others who had their Taoist hearts broken by Wang Li, Wang Li was really too extraordinary and too monstrous.

"Ordinary monks like us don't understand the troubles of a truly strong person. For a truly strong person, being too showy is a kind of trouble." Wan Yehe added in a timely manner.

All the quasi-Taoist characters all had wry smiles on their faces.

No matter which continent, any quasi-Taoist-level figure is not the proud son of the emperor who is looked up to by all living beings. To ordinary monks, they are stars that can be seen in the sky but cannot be reached at all. But in front of Wang Li, they are now

But instead he became an "ordinary monk". This kind of psychological gap is really uncomfortable.

But Wan Yehe knew Wang Li's hobbies and needs very well. Looking at Tao Shangmo and others' empty and destitute appearance, he knew that they must have been plundered by Wang Li after being suppressed by Wang Li.

The magic weapon bag, spirit stone bag and other things must have fallen into Wang Li's hands, so he continued to say righteously: "My elder brother allows you to practice here, and he also gives you a great opportunity. He has given you a great opportunity.

Saint Master of the Four Continents on the Edge of the East, as long as you follow his advice, you will get considerable benefits. All the cultivation resources you have, my elder brother will naturally allocate them appropriately. Your magic bag and other items have obviously fallen into my elder brother's hands.

, then each of you will clearly record what is in it and what its uses are. When the time comes, I will hand it over to the elder brother, so as not to waste his time. He has more time, so he has time to give guidance on our cultivation and help us.

We seek benefits."

"Don't feel uncomfortable in your heart." Wan Yehe boasted to the best of his ability, which made Zhou Yuxi's face get hot. "You don't know how many quasi-Taoist people like you want to follow my elder brother in practice. I

The eldest brother is still not happy. I don’t know how many quasi-dao-level people want to join my eldest brother’s door. My eldest brother is not willing to accept it. Now that my eldest brother has obtained this fiefdom, maybe many quasi-dao-level people will rush to give it to him.

Come and give me a gift."

Before all these people had time to ponder whether Wanyehe's words were intentional bragging, a very fast escaping light had already swept from the boundary of Baitou Mountain, and fell towards the Taoist temple like a meteor falling to the ground.

Wan Yehe could tell at a glance that it was Luo Linyin's escaping light, but when he got closer, he was slightly startled because besides Luo Linyin, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a python green robe.

In his opinion, this middle-aged man's cultivation level was ordinary, just the cultivation level of the first level of the Golden Core.

"Why is it so lively and there are so many fellow Taoists?"

As soon as Luo Linyin came down, he was surprised when he saw Wan Yehe and Zhou Yuxi leading a group of people around. "So many young monks, even at such a young age, are all at the Golden Core level...all of them

A quasi-Taoist person?" The middle-aged man wearing a python green robe was obviously completely shocked.

"This is fellow Taoist Luo Linyin, the quasi-taoist son of the ancient Sect of Seizing Heaven in Shangxianzhou. He is now joining my eldest brother's sect and following him to learn Taoism." Wan Yehe winked at Luo Linyin, and then began to introduce Yang Yan

Li et al.

"He is a quasi-taoist disciple of the ancient Duotian Sect...actually worshiping Wang Li as a disciple?" The group of people were all shocked.

When Luo Linyin saw Wan Yehe's eyes, he knew that Wan Yehe wanted to completely shock these people. However, this was indeed the truth, so his expression was extremely natural. After meeting Yang Yanli and others, he also vaguely

Seeing that these quasi-Taoist-level people were divided into two groups, and coupled with the information he had found out before, he had already guessed how these two groups of people came to Mount Paektu.

It took less than half an hour at most to go out, but when he came back, Wang Li had already captured so many quasi-Taozi-level figures, and he was really impressed with his feelings.

He admired him in his heart, and when he mentioned Wang Li, the look on his face became more respectful, "Where's Master Wang, are you still practicing in a quiet room?"

Wan Yehe thought that Wang Li was still making noises just now, so it might not be a big deal, but there was a different look on his face, and he solemnly said: "He is busy practicing, Luo Daoist friend, you are not out to buy something."

Well, is there anything urgent now?"

"This is Master Songhe from Hengsheng. He happened to be shopping at that market just now. He heard that I was buying for Master Wang, so he asked me to bring him over to pay a visit to Master Wang." Luo Linyin nodded.

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A group of quasi-Taoist-level people all lost their minds again.

The Hengsheng Hao is not a powerful sect, but it is one of the largest merchant houses in the four continents on the edge of the East and the Seven Eastern Continents. The business of the Hengsheng Hao is not high-end, but it is more than complete, ranging from spiritual materials to magic.

Weapons, magic weapons, elixirs, formation materials, etc., as long as they are usually used by monks, they all manage them.

Such a business house naturally has a deep foundation. Master Songhe's cultivation level is not high, but he is also somewhat famous in the four continents on the edge of the East. He is also a relatively famous shopkeeper in Hengsheng House, and his status is not low.

In their understanding, the shopkeepers of this kind of business will generally never take the initiative to visit a monk, unless the business feels that the monk will have amazing achievements in the future, and maybe their voice in this area will still be high.

Rely on the protection of this monk.

Although these people are all quasi-Taoist figures, they are very sure that with their own status, it is absolutely impossible for such people to take the initiative to visit them.

This is only possible unless they stand out in the Daozi battle and become true Daozi-level figures who have been rewarded by the Three Saints.

What made them even more unbelievable was that when Master Songhe heard what Luo Linyin said, he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Don't disturb Taoist friend Wang Li when he is busy. I was just thinking that I happened to be near the boundary of Baektou Mountain with Wang Li."

Since my friend is so predestined, I naturally want to come to congratulate him for getting this fiefdom, and I heard that fellow Taoist Wang likes alien origins, so I brought five alien origins, hoping that fellow Taoist Wang would accept them."

"Five alien sources?"

The expressions of Yang Yanli and others changed completely.

Is this really a joke?

A monk got a fief, and a businessman came to congratulate him. The gift he gave was five exotic stones?

Among the four continents on the edge of the East, even if one of the sect's Nascent Soul monks succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and became a monk in the God Transformation stage, if the merchant came to congratulate him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to give such an amazing gift, right?


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