I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 378 The Opening of the Realm of Comprehension

1. Emperor of Kyushu, golden, incomplete.

2. Baixiao Shengdao body, golden.

The Emperor of Kyushu is actually just a fate that absorbs luck. He doesn't have much combat power at present, but he is also very important.

The speed of practice is so fast, all thanks to it accounting for 90% of the credit.

This luck is not only used for self-cultivation, but also for the ministers of the imperial city, monks, priests, wives, and daughters.

For example, the two priests Li Hairou and Li Qingrou have to be paid, right?
These two big dogs.

A clone monster is frantically chopping off the soul clone again.

A flesh and blood monster is restocking the power of the dragon elephant in each flesh and blood cell
Enshrining their two bottomless pits is equivalent to my Jingzhou Dynasty, enshrining a hundred three-level emperors who have crossed the catastrophe at the same time.

The imperial city of Jingzhou is almost exhausted.

Now that Kyushu Renhuang has luck, 30% of a continent's luck is given to himself, which is equivalent to more than tripling his luck salary in one breath.

Only then was he rich enough to support these two people again.

It can be seen that the fate of the "Kyushu Emperor" does not seem to have much combat power, but it is his true foundation.

And Wu Lang also asked the two pigs: Have you always been able to eat like this?

But their answer is simple.

It is not time but resources that limit the speed of their practice.

Before, one could absorb power in the ocean current of time, and the other could explore countless clones in the secret realm, but it was still too slow.

But now there are people who raise them for free, eat and use whatever they want, and the speed of practice has increased by dozens of times, why look for that inefficient way?
Then, they turned to look at Wu Lang: You can't eat?
Wu Lang had nothing to say.

His hundred lives are also a bottomless pit, all of which are money.

You can understand it if you think about it carefully.

For a truly powerful monster, the power contained in its body is dozens of times that of a monk of the same rank.

My own disciple of the Dragon King, the second apprentice of Jianzhong, is also massive.

In the house of Yunwu Dayuan Cave.

"The first fate has turned into gold, which is the purple second fate, which is already two levels behind."

Wu Lang frowned.

Thinking about how to improve the second fate.

It must be evolved and matched.

Only when the two major fates change each other qualitatively can they stand up and become the masters.

but.

He wanted to break his head, but he didn't have any ideas for the time being. The good person card was full of 80 favorability points everywhere. How could it match with Bai Xiao Bai Zhi?

So regardless of the second fate, he began to improve the cultivation level that had been put on hold for a long time.

In a blink of an eye.

Ten years have passed.

Under the acceleration of time, Wu Lang accumulated a lot of money.

Almost a realm a year, the speed is fast.

A few years ago, he directly broke through the "integration period", and now he has entered the fourth floor of the "shenhua stage", and in the normal terms of the outside world, it is the fourth floor of the "integration period".

The reason for the speed is simple.

The golden main character is too exaggerated.

Many consummation emperors have practiced to the limit, but they are just an orange consummation. They have to ascend to immortality to become golden.

My own fate has broken through the upper limit of the normal human world, which is equivalent to a fairy fate that does not exist in the mortal world.

In addition, among my 100 fates, all of them are the best green fates of 30 occupations that Po Meng found in her reincarnation, among which there are more than [-] purple fates for "assisting practice".

More than 30 assists were turned on, and the speed of practice was off the charts in an instant, and I enjoyed the fun of drag racing again, dreaming back to the original speed of practicing Qi training and foundation building.

It doesn't matter if more than 30 fate slots are occupied.

He knew that the benefits outweighed the disadvantages.

After his cultivation speed reaches the first echelon and becomes emperor, it will not be too late to replace all these auxiliary cultivation fates.

"Three layers fit together, the young Tianjiao who finally caught up with the first echelon of Kyushu. I remember that Xing Hanhan was around this level when he crossed."

He remained in seclusion and planned to go out for a walk.

"Luck is everywhere, Kyushu is my land, I can finally set foot in Kyushu, I just happened to go to Qingzhou, and end the last Seventh Peak Master Ji Yun's remnant soul."

Qingzhou.

For more than ten years, it was just a blink of an eye to the previous world of cultivating immortals.

But in the era of the eruption of the cultivation world that is changing with each passing day, it has been quite a long time. For ordinary people, more than ten years is enough to enter the foundation building period.

There are fights every day.

Every day, monks are rising, entering the Qi refining period, foundation building period, and golden core period.

After all, for most of the countries, provinces and counties, it is already quite impressive for a local sect to have a Jindanqi head in charge.

As for the players, it is even more so that they seize the day and night, driving the practitioners of the entire Kyushu to roll together.

Wu Lang's lucky golden body directly covered the long-lost Houtu puppet, entered through reincarnation, and appeared in a small city.

On the gray and white streets, there are practitioners coming and going, there is no mortal, and the lowest level has reached the first level of Qi training.

He asked around and entered a wine shop.

In this wine shop, there is a storyteller who is telling the story of the emperor of Jingzhou, accompanied by a female musician.

Everyone cultivates their own destiny and practice in the market.

The drinkers chatted at the table, very happy.

"Have you heard? The Xu family in the north of the city, the whole family was stripped of their skins, dripping with blood, I'm afraid there may be demon cultivators infesting them!"

"Hiss~ This is the third case of extermination, does the Yamen not care about it?"

"Care! Zhang Rusheng, who sent an official of the eighth-rank Demon Subduing Division to solve the case, is said to be coming to our place soon."

Recently, the emperor sects from various states began to make reconciliation with the immortal sects in various places, and re-divided the benefits. Knowing that it was inevitable that they would be eliminated, they directly began to recruit disciples who were cultivators.

"This peeling, is He Moxiu?" At this time, Wu Lang walked over and smiled.

After throwing down a few miscellaneous spirit stones, several drinkers, who were originally hospitable, eagerly answered the question for this master monk who looked like he was sent down the mountain to practice.

"It's Papi Moxiu. I don't know the details, but some people in the government speculate that she was a woman with the fate of a 'tailor maker' at first."

A big man said: "That woman's life is miserable. She opened a clothes store and was ruined by men! When she was in despair, her fate degenerated and she entered the magic way. As a result, her destiny changed into a 'painted skin', using human skin to make clothes , established the Painted Skin Demon Sect, which has been a criminal for a long time in our area, and the government has nothing to do with them."

"I see." Wu Lang agreed with a smile.

Ordinary monks, whose fate has degenerated and entered the way of magic, also follow the rules.

such as.

The swordsman degenerates, the heart of the sword is enchanted, it is the cruel demon swordsman.

If the Buddha cultivates into a demon, it is the evil monk.

This is a very traditional and classical cultivation world, but today's cultivation world is different.

Weird and changeable.

After practicing all of them, there are hundreds of thousands of systems, as if in the world of Liao Zhai, even the monks of the Demon Sect become weird, with endless methods, sinister and evil.

There are cadavers who have turned into demons and opened rotting corpse inns on the mountain. Passers-by and knight-errants who pass by are prone to disaster.

There are shadow puppet artists who, after practicing magic, use silk threads to tease people, open theaters secretly, and kill people invisible in secret.

There is even an old lady who grows flowers. Although she is old, she has amazing aptitude after practicing. She sighs all the year round that time does not wait for me. If the emperor opened the fairy gate 50 years earlier, her young practice would not stop there.

This old lady was unwilling to be reconciled to her old age, so she became a demon and raised a demon willow tree. In the Ruoye Temple, she became a tree demon grandma, who seduced the soul of a girl to seduce a scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam.

Fortunately, Xiu Haoran, a scholar rushing for the exam, was upright and was not seduced by the female ghost. He and a passing wine swordsman slayed the demon together. Only then did this disaster be eradicated, and it became a good story.

"In today's Kyushu world, there are monsters and monsters everywhere, weird and changeable." Wu Lang frowned.

(End of this chapter)