I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 163 Do you think I still have a chance?

"He Bo! I'm here to give you some souvenirs!"

Qiu Ping's voice sounded like a loudspeaker in the Hebo yamen. Some clerks were seriously copying official documents, but suddenly their hands trembled in fright, leaving ugly ink marks on the notebooks.

Little Loach rushed into the hall in a hurry, He Bo was checking the recent accounts, before he could react, he saw a little black face rushing in front of him.

"Go, go, you can't lower your voice, I'm not deaf yet." He Bo put down the account book in his hand, blowing his beard and staring.

"He Bo, look what I gave you!"

Qiu Ping was holding a lot of mushrooms with grimaces in his hands. The grimaces twisted and struggled, and a strong negative aura emanated from them.

"Being a transfer envoy is really different. With such a generous offer, you can just give away these adverse fortune mushrooms." He Bo looked at the huge pile of mushrooms in front of him, and teased.

"Hey, they all grew in my own field. When I came out, I grabbed a couple of them, and they were not worth much." Little Loach smiled playfully in front of He Bo.

He Bo didn't show politeness to him either, so he kept the adverse industry mushrooms.

He himself is only in the [Holy Embryo] realm. If he is trained with the method of transcendence, he can transform the sinful aura in the mushrooms into immeasurable merit, and after eating it, it will add good luck.

It is of great benefit to his practice.

He Bo was about to ask Qiu Ping something, but he saw the little loach dangling in front of him.

"Why are you always moving around? Can't you stop for a while?" These are all seventh-rank gods, and they still do things so out of tune.

"Look, He Bo, what's the difference between me and before?"

Qiu Ping blinked and looked at He Bo.

"Well, what's the difference? The face is still so dark, and the forehead is still so big... But if it's different, have you gained weight recently? Why does it feel like your chin is full of flesh?" He Bo looked at it carefully. Looking at Qiu Ping, his face was full of doubts.

"No, it's my spiritual being! I'm about to be promoted to [Holy Embryo], I came here this time to ask you, do you need any preparations for the promotion of [Holy Embryo]?"

Qiu Ping ignored the ridicule in He Bo's words, and said straight to the point.

Although he got many opportunities in his practice, he has never had a teacher to teach him.However, Judge Cui always only arranges the results for him when he does things, and rarely explains the principles and process clearly.

Little Niqiu was not sure, so he came to He Bo for advice.

"Hey, this strength is growing quite fast, and it's almost congealed into a holy fetus in a blink of an eye." He Bo seemed to have only seen the change in the state of the little loach until now, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"You have the appearance of eight orifices at the step of the ancestral aperture. Even if you become a holy fetus in the future, you must be a six-life holy fetus, or the best among the six-life holy fetuses. It is only one step away from the kind that can condense the nine-life holy fetus. .”

He Bo has been in the [Holy Embryo] realm for more than a hundred years, so he can see Qiu Ping's roots at a glance.

The holy fetus is also divided into three, six, and nine grades.

Ordinary spirits, but they can open up two or three ancestral orifices. As long as they can conceive of creatures, they will soon become a holy fetus. This is the lowest level of this kind of holy fetus. It is called "Three-Life Holy Embryo". The color is to cover life for the red light.

Like some spirits with high enough talent and good enough bloodline inheritance, they may open up more than six ancestral apertures, and then they can achieve [Six Lives Holy Embryo], whose fetal energy is golden, brilliant and profound, and has a deep foundation.

And the top one is to open up nine ancestral orifices in the [Ancestral Aperture] realm, and finally achieve the [Nine Fate Saint Embryo]. foundation.

Only by condensing the [Nine Lives of the Holy Embryo] can you dare to claim that you are the seed of immortality, the seedling of the immortal family, and there is a [-]% chance of becoming an immortal in the future.

Holy fetuses of other levels need to rely on chance to become immortals.

However, [Nine Lives Saint Embryo] is so difficult, only when [Tongmai] opens 360 Qi channels, when [Ancestor Aperture] opens ninefold ancestral aperture, every step is perfect, can condense the supreme [Nine Lives Saint Embryo] .

Qiu Ping's own talent is limited. After eating fish food from the heavens, drinking the [Eight Treasures Merit Pond Water] from the Paradise, and swallowing some fragments of the real dragon orb, plus a piece of congenital bone, he barely reached 330 qi channels. The posture of the eight orifices.

It can be seen from this that if you want to change your fate against the sky the day after tomorrow, it is simply impossible to reach the sky.

No, in this world where immortals are everywhere, ascending to the sky is much easier than changing one's life.

"Why are the eight orifices not the holy fetus of eight lives? Then I wasted two orifices, and six orifices are enough to condense the holy fetus of six lives." One hole, but in the end it only condenses the same holy fetus as the spirits of the six holes.

No matter what grade, the holy fetus is also condensed with me!

No wonder he was unbalanced.

"You can't say that. Although the eight orifices also condense the six lives of the holy fetus, the evidence is definitely better than others. The same golden fetal energy, dark gold and light gold are different after all."

He Bo was a little annoyed, this little loach was not satisfied yet.

The posture of the eight orifices has not been seen in Changning County for many years.

After all, most of the good talents among spirits are due to the strong race, and the source of blood is backed by the ancestors, so they rarely live in the county or below the county.

This little loach was probably a fish that slipped through the net, and was taken advantage of by Changning County.

"He Bo, do you think I still have a chance to condense the Nine-Life Holy Child?"

Little Niqiu tentatively asked, after all, he was just about to hit the door, if he could step into the Nine Lives level in one fell swoop, his future would be greatly improved.

"You kid, don't think about these things. You really think I'm a fairy. I just barely became the Six-Life Holy Child. If I have this opportunity, I'll keep it for you?"

"Unless you have the opportunity to get the help of those ancient gods and spend a lot of effort to reshape your bones, otherwise don't dream." He Bo patted the little loach on the head, telling him not to think about it all day long.

"However, our Shinto doesn't pay much attention to aptitude. If your boy can be promoted to the third rank one day, his status will not be lower than that of a fairy. In terms of power and power, he is even above a fairy. If you reach the level of King Mingling, you It is a big boss in the world."

He Bo felt that it was better not to hit the little loach like this, so he spoke a few more words of comfort.

Shinto practice only emphasizes authority, as long as you have enough authority, it is not weaker than other paths of practice.

As far as flaws are concerned, it's just a responsibility, and you can't easily get rid of it.

"Yes, I still have an iron job in the system. Even if I can't become a fairy in the future due to talent problems, I can continue to climb up in the Shinto. Even if I can't climb one day, I can continue to take charge with the body of ghosts and gods after death. Authority, this is also a way of longevity.”

Thinking of this, Little Loach became happy again, but he was heartless.

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The core area of ​​Avici Hell is the place of eternal extreme cold.

The ground is covered with off-white snow, but it looks more like the ashes raised after burning, deeply covering the earth, mountains and rivers.

But I don't know what kind of power it is, to build a huge pond with a radius of thousands of feet in such a region.

In the sky, countless treasure ships were flying, and the jars were orange-red, and high-temperature oil poured down from them.

As the grease entered the pool, all the heat subsided, leaving only the orange-red liquid flowing slowly.

If you are a knowledgeable person, you will naturally recognize the name of these fats [Pure Yang Flame Fat] at a glance. It is made from incense mixed with a large number of herbal medicines, and contains a large amount of vitality.

If a monk absorbs it, his own vitality will be vigorous, and his life span will be greatly extended.

It's just that these rare oils are pouring out at this moment as if they don't want money.

If Qiu Ping was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that some of the countless treasure ships belonged to the Xie family in Qingzhou.

Today, there are a large number of treasure ships gathered in this world, although the signs hanging on each of them are different, but obviously none of them are under the Xie family.

On the treasure ship, there are countless illusory figures with high crowns walking around, each of them has a profound aura and impressive strength.

But at this moment, there is a feeling of being cautious, which destroys their ethereal temperament.

"Everyone, go back first, and come here to pay homage after the matter here is over." On the edge of the huge pool, a huge figure several feet high flew into the air, and the billowing spiritual thoughts spread around.

There was not much politeness in his words, like waving away a slave.

But the people on the treasure ships did not dare to get angry at all, and after saluting, they drove the treasure ships and left.It seems that their purpose of coming here is only to transport the green bricks for building the pool and the 【Pure Yang Yanzhi】.

"Tu Yi, you should go back first. This hell is guarded by King Ming Ling, but no one dares to mess around."

At some point, a middle-aged man with a jade crown on his head and neatly combed hair stood not far away.

He was wearing a black crane cloak, with a handsome face and an immortal demeanor, more like a fairy than the gods in the sky.

The middle-aged man looked up at the sky, and the dark sun was suspended at a very high place, like an eye gazing at the whole world.

"Yes, God!"

The figure several feet in size became clear, turning into a man wearing a dark golden armor and carrying two large axes.

The man stepped on the blue cloud, and left in a blink of an eye.

"Don't look, I'm going to take a bath, watch out for corns." The middle-aged man smiled at the sky, and when the words fell, the distant black sun really disappeared.

It's not that the black sun has left, it's just that the light doesn't shine on this area.

After the black sun moved away, the middle-aged talent frowned slightly, and gently took off the cloak and robe that was draped around his body.

The moment his clothes left his body, the body below his chest seemed to be a monster that had been freed from its restraints, and it swelled up wildly, and the flesh and blood continued to proliferate, turning into sarcoma and blood vessels flowing with mucus.

Those proliferating flesh and blood seemed to have their own consciousness, and they grew rolling eyeballs, and then grew palms, legs and feet, running towards all directions.

"return!"

The middle-aged man scolded, the flesh and blood jumped in fright, ran back obediently, and plunged into the huge body of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked calm, as if he had long been used to such a situation, but slowly walked into the pool filled with [Pure Yang Flame Fat].

As soon as he stepped into it, the flesh and blood on his body seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and squirmed even more frantically.

This place is the coldest place in Abi Hell, and it is called "Extremely Yin Wasteland". If immortals and below enter this place without the protection of the treasure ship, even with the recovery speed of the "Yuanthen" level, they will be frozen to death.

The middle-aged man summoned various aristocratic families, took out the [Pure Yang Flame Fat] accumulated for countless years, and entangled with the cold air here, in order to dissolve the alienated power on his body.

All the liquid in the pool was rippling, the middle-aged man was only exposed above the chest, and the rest of the body seemed to be crazy, turning into countless sticky flesh and blood, growing along the bottom of the pool, in a blink of an eye , the bottom of the pool was already covered with flesh and blood.

The weird eyeballs are constantly turning, and there are thick teeth in the mouths of the people, looking extremely terrifying.

The middle-aged man allowed these flesh and blood to grow crazily in the pool, so as to fully stimulate the power of alienation, and then eliminate them.

"The effect is worse than expected, but... fortunately, I can temporarily restrain part of the alienated power, so that I can take a breather and have more time to solve this problem. It's a pity that the three officials left this world, Otherwise, with their mighty power, they might be able to solve their abnormalities."

The middle-aged man has far-sighted eyes. If there were no hidden dangers in him, how could the gods in the world look like this now.

Just as he was looking ahead, the void in front of him was slightly rippling, and a cyan shadow fell down

In the orange-red grease, an oil flower was broken.

After a few breaths, a small green dragon floated out of it, almost face to face with the middle-aged man, only a few feet away.

Xiao Qinglong seemed to be stupefied by fright, and looked at the uncle in front of him in a daze.

"Don't...don't kill me...I'm just a poor child with no father or mother...I'm not yet an adult, I live by begging everywhere..." Xiao Qinglong kowtowed on the water in the next moment, his nose burst into tears. Tears, listening to people feel sad.

What he didn't notice was that behind him, a mass of flesh and blood evolved into a huge hideous face, slowly opening its mouth wide, as if to swallow it in one gulp.

"What's your name? Where are you from?"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and his face seemed to melt like wax, and it flowed into the pool water in a blink of an eye.

Everything is as if nothing happened.

"My...my name is Ao Heng, and I don't know where I come from. I've been wandering since I was born, looking for a home everywhere." Qiu Ping snotted his nose and burst into tears, crying very sadly.

Half of his crying was acting, and half of him was really scared to cry.

The last time I entered [Shanhechi], at least I was able to make relatives with Long Jun.What should I do now, the person in front of me looks like a big boss, if he catches himself making alchemy, wouldn't it be the end of it?
The middle-aged man naturally saw that Xiao Qinglong was lying, but he didn't expose it, he just looked at him with interest.

This little green dragon's strength is very poor, but it seems to contain the blood of the ancestor dragon, and there is pure ancestor energy in it.The strangest thing is that the fate is so confusing that even I can't peek into it.

The people in this world who didn't even pry into their fates are either respected as ancestors in both worlds, or they are no longer in this world.

　Two chapters in one, hehehe

　　
　
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