Spiritual recovery?It doesn't matter, I will speak out!

Chapter 43
After returning home, Jiang Xi first counted the spoils of the night. Lu Yun was very kind, and divided half of his stolen money, which was [-] yuan, plus the proceeds from the duel, a total of [-] yuan.

Calculated according to the usual standard of living, excluding the rent, the money is enough for him to live comfortably for a year.

Counting the rent, if you continue to owe it, you can live comfortably for a year and a half.

"If such a good thing happens every day, it's a waste of time." Jiang Xi couldn't help but feel a little pity.

While burning dead bodies is fun, everything else is boring.

After all kinds of loans were paid off, Jiang Xi finally felt relieved.

Looking at the time, it was only less than twelve o'clock, and he still felt energetic, so he took out the golden bell cover and prepared to officially start the practice of the spell.

When facing Liang Zhizhou, he realized his current shortcoming, that is, after stunning the opponent, there would be no follow-up.

He wanted to rush forward and hit his chest with small fists, but this was too cheap, not to mention the lack of lethality, it was very unreasonable.

Although Liang Zhizhou's technique was evaluated as gimmicky by him, in fact he was very envious of it. It was useless, but it was really handsome.

"Using the rhyme of Buddha as the carrier of spiritual power, the spiritual energy covers the body in the shape of a golden bell, and is not afraid of water, fire, thunder and lightning."

Jiang Xi rubbed his chin: "It can be a passive skill with a weaker effect when it is not activated. It seems to be quite good, so you don't have to worry about being unable to respond to a sneak attack."

But what made Jiang Lan slightly concerned was that after a closer look, he found that this thing had requirements for the heart of Buddha.

The effect of the golden bell cover is not only related to the realm of cultivation, but also seems to be related to the belief of the user.

Theoretically, if the faith is strong enough, there is nothing the sixth-rank can do against him, although he can't fight back until he masters other techniques.

Jiang Sang silently looked at the Kou Liu Buddha on the shrine in the corner, and then slapped himself in remorse.

"Damn it, I actually doubt my heart towards the Buddha. I'm so devout! The one who insists on worshiping the Buddha after returning to vulgarity is a born living Buddha like me!"

Then the confident Jiang Chuan practiced the golden bell jar according to the method recorded in the classics.

"Well, if all 49 doors are closed, it will be a great success. It should be right."

"Oh, I get it, let's do this first."

"One is done."

"Eh? Wait a minute. This doesn't seem to be a cover door, it doesn't feel like it's ventilated."

"I just said that it's a mistake to have been stuck in a strange and uncomfortable way."

"Oh this."

After tossing and tossing until midnight, Jiang Shou finally completely closed the seven basic doors of his body, refining half of the first layer, which can be regarded as the initial shape.

"Then it is to inject the Buddha's rhyme and spiritual power into the cover door, and let it spread to the whole body, very close."

"If you want to practice well, the Buddha's charm must be strong enough, and spiritual power should be enough."

"Then chanting sutras is definitely not enough. I must use some strong medicine to stimulate my potential merits, so that merits and Buddha rhymes become a carrier together. It should be more powerful than pure Buddha rhymes."

Thinking of this, Jiang Xi took out a notepad from the drawer with a solemn face. These are all the materials he has accumulated over the years, which can maximize the merits.

"Who first came up with the concept of the value of life? The farmer!"

"What can Jesus do that ordinary people can't? Whistle with the palm of your hand!"

"What does China have that China doesn't have? American soldiers!"

"Which country first proposed washing hands after toileting? Tianzhu!"

"Why did the priest of Liben want to run away when he saw the little boy? Because he recalled bad memories!"

"What object anthropomorphic does not make people feel inconsistent? Soap!"

Jiang Xi quickly read the contents of the notepad, his voice became louder and faster, and his emotions became more and more excited.

In the room, a strange aura enveloped him.

Dry and dark merits scattered from his body one by one.

It's not that the medicine is not strong enough, it's just that Jiang Xi's merit reserve is too poor.

These were bought by Jiang Lan when he was six years old, saving the dying pigeons, and they have been kept until today.

This is so precious that even the Tiandi Bank has not discovered the black account merit!

Finally, at a certain moment, Jiang Xi stopped.

He tilted his head so that the tears would not flow easily.

"Damn it. Every time I watch it, I feel so moved!"

Wiping away tears, Jiang Lan looked to his side.

"Although it's not much, it's enough. After all, this should be my last merit!"

He closed his eyes slightly, and activated the luck method of the golden bell cover.

The Buddha's rhyme is mixed with the dark black account merits, and it suddenly becomes solid, as if adding Laoganma's white flour steamed buns, which is equivalent to the emperor in the steamed buns. Jiang Lan's Buddha rhyme is already ordinary at this time The invincible existence in the rhyme of Buddha!
"Give me a chance. I don't want to do evil cultivation anymore, let's have some positive energy!"

Accompanied by Jiang Pai's loud roar, the Buddha rhyme mixed with black account merits completely blended with the aura, and became one, covering Jiang Pai like a nano-armor.

Jiang Xi slowly opened his eyes, and a black glow flashed in his eyes.

He looked nervously at the mirror in front of him, and covered his face in the next moment, unable to bear to look directly.

"What is this repair?!"

A big dark purple cauldron materialized outside Jiang Chou's body, and the spiritual energy boiled in it, just like the cauldron in the oil pan hell.

The merit is correct, the rhyme of Buddha is correct, the aura is correct, and the heart to Buddha is correct.

The result is wrong!

Is this reasonable?

Jiang Lan stood up tremblingly, picked up a fruit knife, and stabbed it straight at the arm.

According to the effect recorded in the golden bell cover, after the first layer of practice, it is considered to be copper-skinned and iron-skinned. Sharp objects will not leave marks, and blunt objects will not hurt.

And according to Jiang Lan's imagination, the golden bell cover he trained would have to open a hole for the fruit knife in turn to be worthy of the merit he squeezed out.

But in the end, Jiang Chuan looked at the handle of the knife and the molten iron on the ground in silence.

"Forget it, it's done anyway, so that's it."

Jiang Xi finally understood that from the moment he visualized the tentacle monster, he had already fallen into evil, and he could not go back at all.

Whether it's Requiem or Golden Bell Shade, nothing is normal for me.

Absolutely no coincidence!

Jiang Shou put away the big tripod phantom, switched the golden bell cover to a passive state, and picked up the kitchen knife to try it again.

boom!
This time the kitchen knife didn't turn into molten iron, but simply shattered.

"That's more normal."

Jiang Lan sighed resignedly: "Don't activate it casually, this is the first level of practice, and the passive effect is the same as anti-armor, just like the third level in the description, until the seventh level I don’t even dare to imagine what the layers are like.”

An absurd picture suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The real god descended, wanted to trample himself to death with one foot, activated the Dacheng golden bell cover, and then the real god cried and raised his foot: "Jie ye ye hot jiojio."

unbelievable!

　I'm sorry everyone, I took a shower yesterday when I thought I was fine, and today I started to feel pain all over again. When I was typing, my consciousness was slack, and it took almost two hours to type 2 characters...I can't fix it if there are typos or other problems. It's over...Chapter [-] is even more clueless, I will update it when I get up in the morning.

　　
　
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