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Chapter 169

Words:2350Update:22/06/29 10:50:07

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Zhu Ganglie Gene!

Upon seeing this brand new genetic formula, Feng Lin's conjecture in his heart was confirmed.

Wasn't Zhu Ganglie the name of Zhu Bajie before he became Xuanzang's disciple?

Zhu Bajie was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Canopy Marshal. He was in charge of a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and was one of the few great gods in the Three Realms.

However, because he teased Chang 'e, he was banished to the mortal world and reincarnated as a pig.

Even so, Zhu Bajie was proficient in the Big Dipper Thirty-six Transformations and the Nine-Toothed Harrow Technique, so he was considered to be very powerful. He was only slightly inferior to the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal.

At the start, Feng Lin also didn't expect that this fatty who was scolded as trash by others actually had such great potential. He was actually able to walk on the Pigsy Mythological Path. If he continued to cultivate smoothly, with the support of an illustrious clan, his future would be limitless.

At the thought of this, Feng Lin couldn't help but feel tempted.

The Great Sage, Heaven's Equal was a monkey, while Zhu Bajie was a pig!

The monkey and pig combination seemed to be very promising!

Were they going to form a group of five in the future?

Feng Lin's desire to recruit this fatty grew even stronger.

Just the fatty's illustrious background alone was enough for Feng Lin to spend a lot of effort, let alone his own potential. If he could become a member of the Mythological Genes Association, he would be able to greatly strengthen the foundation of Feng Lin's faction. By borrowing the fatty's background, Feng Lin would be able to silently extend the tentacles of the Mythological Genes Association into the interstellar space.

Although the idea was good, what should he do?

But he needed to think about it!

Firstly, as the leader of the Mythological Genes Association, Hongjun, he couldn't be too hasty when he personally recruited people. If not, going too far might be as bad as falling short and revealing too many traces.

People often don't cherish things that are easily obtained.

Hence, it would be best if he tricked this fatty into joining the Mythological Genes Association of his own accord. After that, he would give him many tests and let him understand that it wasn't so easy to join the Mythological Genes Association!

Feng Lin's thoughts spun rapidly and he gradually came up with an idea. He activated his identity microchip and entered the Mythology Forum.

Fatty Zhu Tiangang's avatar immediately popped up.

Feng Lin transformed into Hongjun's image and looked over.

"Master Hongjun, I sincerely wish to purchase the next evolutionary formula of the Big Belly Gene! Everything can be discussed! Star coins are nothing. If star coins are not enough, I can use other precious cultivation resources to exchange for them! Star core? Vacuum Crystal? Water containing negative moisture? … Anything is fine! " After being whetted by Feng Lin for two more days, Fatty's heart was already numb with anxiety. He spat out a series of words, almost pouring out all of his wealth.

Even though these cultivation resources were precious to him, they were useless if he couldn't cultivate.

As long as he could continue cultivating, it wouldn't be difficult for him to obtain new cultivation resources with his means and family background.

Only the subsequent parts of the genetic formula were too difficult to obtain.

It wasn't easy for him to become an interstellar cultivator. How could he be willing to remain stagnant?

If he wanted to continue down this path, Feng Lin would become his only life-saving straw. He was willing to pay any price!

Filthy rich!

Every name that came out of the fatty's mouth caused Feng Lin's heart to palpitate intensely. These were all incomparably precious cultivation resources that couldn't be bought even with star coins. There was a demand for them but no supply.

However, in order to maintain Hongjun's otherworldly attitude, Feng Lin's expression remained calm. He smiled profoundly and said unhurriedly, "I do know the cultivation method from now on! It can be said that your future on the path of genetic cultivation is incomparably bright. The mythological path you're walking on is a paragon godfiend mythological path! He is unique and has a boundless future! "

"Paragon godfiend mythological path?!" Fatty wasn't happy but shocked instead. He cried out in shock, feeling a little stunned.

Because he had been mocked as trash for too long, he didn't even have confidence in himself. He had thought that it would be fine as long as he could walk on the path of cultivation.

He didn't consider how good this path was!

This Big Belly Gene was merely a mid-grade primeval gene. Its grade wasn't good, but he didn't mind it.

At that time, by relying on his family background and sufficient cultivation resources, even if it was the most ordinary mythological path, he would be able to develop it to the extreme, walking down it step by step in a down-to-earth manner.

But now, he was suddenly told that the path he was walking on was actually a unique paragon godfiend mythological path. He was completely stunned.

This was like a person trying to pan for gold, only to have an entire mountain of gold smashed onto his head.

Happiness came too suddenly. Even his little heart couldn't take it!

Fatty's breathing was rapid. The fats on his stomach started to move like waves.

However, before he could be happy for too long, Feng Lin's next sentence was like a bucket of cold water pouring down on him, causing him to completely wake up.

"True scriptures cannot be taught easily! This paragon godfiend mythological path isn't something that can be measured with star coins! I can't teach it to you! "Feng Lin spoke in a profound tone, continuing to bluff. His heart was dripping blood.

This was a hundred million star coins, not even a small target.

"So what? Only then can you teach it to me! "Fatty grew anxious.

"True scriptures can't be taught to people who aren't fated! If you want to obtain the complete mythological path, you have to prove that you are the fated person who has the ability to join the Mythological Genes Association! "Feng Lin tossed out his trump card, continuing to bluff. He wouldn't stop until this fatty became a cripple.

"This …" Fatty hesitated.

Mythological Genes Association?

What kind of secret power was this? Could it be an evil cult hidden in the interstellar space?

Although he was rich, he wasn't a fool.

He was born in an illustrious clan in the interstellar space. Even if he was trash who couldn't cultivate, he would still receive the best education. His shrewdness far surpassed ordinary people.

Why would he suddenly join a mysterious organization? No matter how he thought about it, there seemed to be something wrong?

He hesitated.

However, Feng Lin wasn't worried. He had already grasped the fate of this fatty, and there was no need to worry that he wouldn't agree.

"Since you don't have this intention, it means that you are not fated. Let's forget about this matter then." Feng Lin calmly spoke, pretending that he was going to log off, loosening the reins only to grasp better.

As expected, when that fatty heard this, he instantly grew anxious.

This was his only chance to obtain the follow-up cultivation art. How could he miss it?

"Master Hongjun, at the very least, you have to tell me the general situation of this Mythological Genes Association, right? What should I do in order to join? " Fatty helplessly spoke. The fats on his face were all wrinkled, and his fan-like ears drooped down helplessly. He appeared to be very worried.

Feng Lin saw through his thoughts with a single glance. He calmly spoke, "There's no need to worry. Our Mythological Genes Association isn't an evil cult. It's just a cultivation organization that helps each other and is stationed in the virtual universe. The members are all incomparably powerful interstellar cultivators, and some secret cultivation knowledge will only be circulated within the association! "

"So this is the case?" Fatty heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. It didn't sound bad as long as it wasn't an evil cult.

Also, this was an organization stationed in the virtual universe, and it wouldn't affect his true identity.

"Alright! I'll join! "Fatty made his decision and agreed immediately.

At this moment, Feng Lin wasn't willing to agree so easily. "Our Mythological Genes Association has its own rules. We won't recruit people for no reason. If you wish to join, you have to go through many trials. Are you sure you can do it? "

The more Feng Lin said this, the more interested Fatty became.

The rules were so strict. It seemed like this was some sort of secret cultivation organization with deep foundations. If he joined, there would be endless benefits.

"Master Hongjun, I've already made up my mind. Please tell me, what kind of test can I accept? "The fatty said resolutely, his face filled with determination.

Settled!

Feng Lin smiled, knowing that this fatty had been completely fooled by him.

However, he wouldn't reveal the specifics of the trials. If not, wouldn't it be too easy?

If he didn't go through a series of difficult trials, how could he cherish the chance to join the Mythological Genes Association?

"Give me your virtual universe ID." Feng Lin smiled and didn't reply.

The fatty was stunned, obediently sending over his virtual universe ID.

"After you enter the virtual universe, I'll transmit a strand of Grandmist White Qi to you. At that time, you can rely on it to enter the Mythological Genes Association for a day and obtain a chance to be tested. Only by passing the test would you be able to officially join the Mythological Genes Association. "Feng Lin tossed out this sentence and vanished, logging off without any hesitation.

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