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Chapter 774

Words:2639Update:22/06/18 03:11:37

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"Report on the work of Netherworld Mountain Memorial Hall … Hey, last year's annual income has exceeded ten million spirit stones. In recent years, it has really been operating well."

On the Stellar Peak, Feng Yin Daoist Master roughly read the annual work report presented by Netherworld Mountain Memorial Hall. His mouth praised again and again, and his heart was filled with emotion.

Ten years ago, the Fallen Immortal was like a huge shadow that shrouded the hearts of the world. But now, the Fallen Immortal was displayed in the memorial hall as clay figurines for people to visit and even * * * * * *. Even children could write and draw on their faces — of course, considering the high fee, only children of the rich second generation could do it. However, the contrast was so great that people who had experienced the past ten years could not help but sigh with emotion.

It was not that no one questioned whether this behavior would create an atmosphere of blind optimism. In the memorial hall, the clown-like Canglan Immortal could not represent the true strength of the Fallen Immortal. Those who spent ten thousand spirit stones to write the character 'Zheng' on Canglan's butt could never imagine how Canglan Immortal, who only had thirty percent of his power, was able to deal with the top powerhouses in Nine Regions with ease. With such blind optimism, once the crisis came …

However, the person who designed this memorial hall also gave a very convincing defense: First, when did the safety of Nine Regions depend on those at the bottom who would be blindly optimistic and pessimistic? Whether they were blindly optimistic or pessimistic, what could they do? When the war came, it was not their turn to contribute. It would be a good thing if they didn't add to the chaos. Therefore, instead of frightening them by saying how severe the crisis of the Fallen Immortal was, it was better to let them write the character 'Zheng' happily. Second, when did it become your turn to tell me what to do with my decision?

In the eyes of the knowledgeable people, the weight of the second reason was obviously much heavier.

The kid who just entered Yuanying Stage ten years ago had now become the world's number one expert. In Nine Regions, he could walk sideways and enjoy unlimited glory. This was actually beyond everyone's expectation.

Although everyone already knew that with Wang Lu's ability, he would one day follow in the footsteps of Qin Shihuang and Great Ancestor Desheng, far ahead of everyone else on the path of cultivation. But no matter how they thought about it, it would be decades or even centuries later. After all, it took him more than thirty years to reach Yuanying Stage. Even if there was no bottleneck in his Void Spirit Root, and after breaking through the shackles, Wang Lu's cultivation speed was getting faster and faster … However, who would have thought that he would directly open a giant Divine Weapon at the bottom of the group of immortal tombs and become invincible from then on? At that time, many young people who looked up to Wang Lu were disillusioned.

It was like a hot-blooded and inspirational story where the protagonist went through hardships and obstacles and finally succeeded in his business. When his career began to rise … suddenly, a distant relative left him an inheritance that was enough to buy an entire country. From then on, the protagonist could eat tea eggs and drink cola (a magical Western beverage) every day with ease. This story was undoubtedly to educate everyone that self-struggle was not comparable to inheritance … The implication was too realistic and too dark.

However, while countless people were envious and jealous of Wang Lu, they probably didn't know what Wang Lu himself had paid for it. With his qualification, ascending to immortality was by no means the end. Even in the immortal world, he would certainly be able to thrive. Even in Feng Yin's view, those glorious historical figures might not be comparable to him. For example, Immortal Qin Shihuang and Great Ancestor Desheng … Twenty years of ascension was indeed an insurmountable peak, but did they ever fight against a Sage-level enemy in the Xudan Stage? Did they ever fight against Dixian when they were in the King Pill? Wang Lu's foundation was so deep that it had already surpassed the predecessors. With such a foundation, his future was really limitless.

But now, in order to improve his strength as soon as possible in order to deal with the crisis of the Fallen Immortal, he locked himself in the giant Divine Weapon and assimilated with the law left by the predecessors. Although this could rapidly improve his strength in a very short period of time, it also damaged his future because he had lost his own path. Perhaps with Wang Lu's peerless qualification, he could still walk his own path, but it would be far more difficult than it was now.

Of course, there was no need to say these words to others, otherwise, it would be hard to avoid the suspicion of showing off.

However, the number one expert in the world … Thinking of the dazzling halo that Wang Lu now held and the way he improved his strength, even the generous and simple Feng Yin felt slightly absent-minded. When he came back to his senses, he found that he somehow had a torch and a barrel of fuel in his hand.

"Strange, is this the temperature of the bamboo room out of balance, so I subconsciously want to keep warm?"

— —

At the same time, in the Southern Heaven Region, near the ruins of the group of immortal tombs, a huge metal puppet was doing incredible dexterity maneuvers in the air. Around it, there was a dense net of thick beams of light, which was like a storm of oppressive force.

That huge puppet was thousands of meters tall, and the rain of beams of light not only came from all directions, but the distance between each beam was often only ten meters or even less. In theory, there was no space to dodge, but the puppet could constantly change its posture to avoid most of the beams of light. A few that could not dodge, in front of the beam of light, opened up a hole in its body, allowing the beam of light to pass smoothly without detonating the huge energy contained in it.

For a time, the raindrop-like beams of light fell on the body of the giant Divine Weapon, but they passed through without any hindrance, causing no harm at all. This dazzling dodging lasted for half an hour, and then the toe of the giant Divine Weapon burst out a ball of light.

After being hit by the beam of light, the surface of the giant Divine Weapon only flashed a layer of light, which transferred the burst of energy away without any damage. However, the fact that it was hit still made it stop its dodging action, and then its body shrank sharply. A moment later, it shrank into a foot-long model, which was then held in the hand of a young man in a red and white robe. At the same time, the surrounding rain of light also converged and disappeared. Tetragon's sigh followed.

"It's still not good. If we can't even hold on for an hour with this kind of density, we can't be the main force on the frontal battlefield. Wang Lu, I think we need to increase the intensity of our training a little more. "

Wang Lu's hand trembled and he almost dropped the giant Divine Weapon. He said, "Are you done? Do you think the intensity should be increased like this? "

Tetragon frowned and said with some dissatisfaction, "What else? It's been ten years, but the synchronization rate still can't exceed fifty percent. And God knows when the passage between the two worlds will be completely opened. At that time, when the Fallen Immortals attack, how many can you stop? One, two? You're indeed the strongest in Nine Regions now, but do you really think that this title can stop the Fallen Immortals? "

This series of doubts was really powerful. After a long silence, Wang Lu looked up to the sky and sighed with an expression of having experienced the vicissitudes of life, "You f * cking want it again, don't you?"

Tetragon's face turned red, and then the sky changed color, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

"Don't talk nonsense! Who wants it? "

Wang Lu sneered and said, "What do you think? Every day, you complain that my synchronization rate is low. The problem is, we've been trying to improve the synchronization rate for ten years, but isn't it still the same trick? If you don't want to use that trick again, why do you have to talk about these clichés? Do you think I don't know what I'm capable of? Or do you think I'll relax and get carried away? So, in the final analysis, it's you who wants it. " After a pause, Wang Lu looked at the blushing Tetragon and earnestly said, "In fact, it's not shameful to want it. It's human nature to eat and lust. As a healthy woman, it's natural for you to have a need. If you tell me directly, I will definitely not refuse you. Of course, it doesn't mean that I'm a very casual person, but this is, after all, about Nine Regions. If we do official business, no one can say anything. If you're so tsundere, it's a bit revealing. "

"Nonsense! You're the tsundere, your whole family is tsundere! I think there's something wrong with your brain! "

Wang Lu thought for a moment and then said, "It's okay, as long as the key parts are not damaged. Well, do you want it or not? "

"Want your sister! Go to hell! "

With that, Tetragon shot a purple light at him. Wang Lu leaned his head to avoid it, but when he turned around, Tetragon had disappeared without a trace.

Wang Lu waited in place for a while and then launched his primordial spirit to scan every grass and tree within a radius of thousands of miles. After confirming that there was no trace of Senior Gem Emperor, he sighed wearily and then slowly fell to the ground.

As soon as he landed, someone came to find him.

"What a waste of God's gift."

The voice was full of envy, jealousy, and other negative emotions. Moreover, the tone was very familiar. If it wasn't Wang Wu, who else could it be?

"It's such a waste for such a good young girl to fall into your hands."

Wang Lu righteously corrected him, "First, she only looks a bit petite. Her real age is the sum of our ages, divided by the minimum legal age. It's not illegal for me to push her a thousand times. Second, she didn't fall into my hands. We're just in a business relationship. "

"Following orders to have sex? You're quite good at finding excuses for yourself. " Wang Wu was still gnashing her teeth in hatred, "You're opening a large mechanical man and flirting with a peerless young girl. Don't you think your days are too good!"

Wang Lu was silent for a while and asked, "From your tone, you also want it?"

Wang Wu snorted at this question, "Do you still need to ask? I want it at any time! Let's see how much you can give! "

"… Let's not talk about a lot. I can give ten or twenty thousand."

"Damn, ten or twenty thousand? Are you trying to kill a chicken?! Do you know how many mouths I have to feed here? Think about it carefully. If you, the world's number one, can't handle the situation, I'll have to step in when there's a problem! So hurry up and give me two hundred million spirit stones! "

"Two hundred million … I don't have spirit stones, but I do have some others."

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