In my later years, when I attained the Holy Body, I can travel through the prehistoric world

Chapter 216 How much merit does this have to be so extravagant?

Maitreya looked at the man in front of him coldly, his eyes full of coldness. If possible, he would like to skin and tear the man in front of him.

But the current situation is that he has already taken out two magic weapons. Not only was he unable to suppress the person in front of him, he was also punched away by the opponent.

With such an understatement, one doesn't need to think about it to know that the strength of the person in front of him is definitely more than that, and there must be stronger means.

This had to make him afraid, but he was a little unwilling to just retreat, because it was an innate spiritual root!

The land in the west is barren. Not only does it have no treasures, but there are also no heavenly or earthly treasures. Even a disciple of a saint like him only has acquired magic weapons.

Look at the saint disciples of the two sects, basically everyone has an innate spiritual treasure, but these disciples of the Western sect are envious.

If he can obtain an innate spiritual root, the master will definitely look at him differently, and maybe give him an innate magic weapon when he is happy.

With an innate magic weapon in hand, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and he will even become the best among the Western disciples.

Because of this, he didn't want to give up the innate spiritual root in front of him, but how to deal with the person in front of him was a big problem.

"You are very arrogant! You must know that saints cannot be bullied. If you still don't know what is good, then I can only ask the master to take action!" Maitreya said in a deep voice.

After thinking about it, he simply gritted his teeth and used his trump card. He didn't believe that the man in front of him was really not afraid of the saint.

Although he did not personally deliver the innate spiritual root to the saint master, he can still be regarded as discovering the innate spiritual root. He has no credit but hard work.

After all, if he didn't do this and his innate spiritual roots were taken away by the person in front of him, he would gain nothing at all.

If the person in front of him is frightened by him, that would be the best. He doesn't even need to ask the saint master to take action, and he can also obtain the innate spiritual root.

Yang An's expression darkened slightly. Although he believed that the current Western religion did not dare to act recklessly, because this was the territory of the East after all.

But he knew exactly what kind of virtues the two saints in the West taught them. They didn't care about such things as face.

However, his identity is also not simple. As the current leader of the human race, others do not know what this means, and it is impossible for the saint not to know.

After all, the human race is the protagonist of the future world. The future human race will gather immeasurable luck, and the saints cannot ignore it, and they may even compete for it.

It was impossible for Wuyishan Dahongpao to give up his innate spiritual roots. At worst, he would meet the Zhunti saint of Western religion, but he wanted to see what the saint could do.

But just when he was about to say something, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air between him and Maitreya.

"The fight between juniors will involve saints. When did the disciples of the Western Sect become so shameless?"

As the voice sounded, Yang An's eyes focused on the figure that appeared out of thin air, and then he was slightly stunned.

He never expected that in Wuyi Mountain, he would not only meet the Western disciple Maitreya, but also the man in front of him.

"Who are you? How can you speak here?" Maitreya said in a deep voice.

He was also surprised. What was going on today? Why did not one of the people he met take their Western religion seriously?

The person just now was like this, and the person who appeared out of thin air in front of me was like this. Could it be that their Western religion is so easy to bully?

"I am the direct disciple of Saint Taiqing, Xuandu of the human race!" Xuandu said.

Xuandu looked at Maitreya indifferently, without any expression on his face, but it made Maitreya feel shuddering.

"I have met Senior Brother Xuandu. I am biased in this matter. Please forgive me!" Maitreya said in a low voice.

He naturally knew who Taiqing Sage was. He was the eldest disciple of the Tao Ancestor and was recognized as the head of the six saints.

He had indeed heard his master say that Saint Taiqing did have a disciple, and he was a disciple he accepted when he was preaching in the human race.

But as far as he knew, the disciple of Saint Taiqing was very mysterious. After becoming a disciple of Saint Taiqing, he had been practicing in the Eight Views Palace.

Not to mention him, even the disciples of the two sects of Chanjie have probably never seen the only disciple of Saint Taiqing.

Never expected that! He finally found an innate spiritual root today, and unexpectedly met the direct disciple of Saint Taiqing.

If it were anyone else, it would definitely be detrimental to him if he moved out of this mountain of saints, but this would obviously have no effect on the disciples of Saint Taiqing.

Xuandu gave Maitreya a cold look and said, "Since you know you are wrong, leave quickly!"

Maitreya was stunned for a moment, a trace of unwillingness flashed across his face, but in the end he still didn't dare to say anything and turned around and left immediately.

The man in front of him was the only direct disciple of Saint Taiqing. Even if other disciples of the saint saw him, they would still call him "Elder Brother".

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only choose to give up when facing Xuandu, and even the saint master did not dare to move out.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at the casual cultivator, keeping the other person's appearance firmly in his mind, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.

In his mind, if it weren't for the casual cultivator in front of him, he would have obtained the innate spiritual root long ago and left Wuyi Mountain by now. Even if Xuandu also comes to Wuyi Mountain, after he has obtained the innate spiritual root, can he still steal it from him?

Therefore, everything is the fault of that casual cultivator. If there is another chance in the future, he will definitely not let that casual cultivator go.

But Maitreya didn't know that the undisguised resentment in his eyes could not be hidden from Xuandu's eyes.

Xuandu frowned slightly, raised his hand and pointed. Maitreya's face was full of shock, and the next moment he completely disappeared into Wuyi Mountain.

Then, Xuandu turned around and said, "Xuandu has seen the leader!"

Although he is a disciple of Saint Taiqing, he is also a human being, and he still needs to be polite to the leader of the human race in front of him.

Moreover, when the human race encountered a great disaster, although he had the intention to rescue him, he had no choice but to do nothing due to his low cultivation level.

It was the man in front of him who allowed the human race to survive that catastrophe. In both emotional and rational terms, he must have respect for the leader of the human race in front of him.

Moreover, his appearance this time had other purposes, which were closely related to the human leader in front of him.

"No need to be polite, now you are the direct disciple of Saint Taiqing, you and I should be treated as fellow Taoists!" Yang An said.

Although Xuandu is from the human race, his status is different now. Even if he is the leader of the human race, he does not dare to put too much pressure on him.

At the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart, why was Wuyi Mountain so lively today? Maitreya was here, and Xuandu was also here.

Now, although Maitreya is gone and has been taught a lesson by Xuandu, he cannot guarantee that Xuandu will be tempted by that innate spiritual root.

"Since the leader has discovered this innate spiritual root, this innate spiritual root will naturally belong to the leader!" Xuandu said.

Although an innate spiritual root is precious, it is not taken seriously by him, and he will not compete with the leader for this innate spiritual root.

"There is not just one innate spiritual root here!" Yang An said.

He knew very well that since Xuandu was already here, it would be difficult for him to hide it from Xuandu if he wanted to obtain the treasure in Wuyi Mountain.

In this case, he no longer needs to hide anything, nor guess what Xuandu's purpose is, but simply make everything clear.

Xuandu was slightly stunned. Although he didn't care about an innate spiritual root, in his eyes, there was indeed only one innate spiritual root here.

After hearing what he just said, he searched carefully again, but found nothing except the innate spiritual root.

Just when he was confused, he saw the leader walking towards the innate spiritual root, and finally stopped in front of the innate spiritual root.

At this time, Yang An had already arrived in front of the innate spiritual root, but he did not immediately put the innate spiritual root into his bag, but was searching carefully for something.

According to his judgment, treasures have their own spirituality. Since the innate spiritual root of Wuyishan Dahongpao is here, another treasure should also be nearby.

Only when the two treasures accompany each other can they better conceal themselves. Even if ordinary people find this place, they will not be able to find traces of the two treasures.

This time, it was because Wuyishan Dahongpao was about to mature, so a strange phenomenon appeared, thus making the means of concealing itself ineffective.

But after searching carefully for a while, he found nothing except the Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao plant, which made him a little confused.

After thinking for a moment, his heart moved slightly, and a golden man flew out of his body and landed on the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain.

This little man is covered in golden light, has all four limbs, a nose and eyes, and is very similar to him, just like a miniature version of him.

Xuandu was slightly shocked when he saw this villain. With his cultivation level, he could naturally tell that the villain was actually a golden body of merit.

In the ancient world, merit is rare. Even for disciples of saints, it is extremely difficult to obtain a little merit.

Merit has infinite magical uses. No matter who has obtained it, they will regard it as a treasure. The leader actually uses the merit to refine the golden body of merit?

You know, if you want to refine a golden body of merit, and it is as big as a villain like this, you need a lot of merit.

With so much merit, whether it is used to improve one's cultivation or to refine the treasure of merit, it is much more cost-effective than refining a golden body of merit.

Being able to have the luxury of refining a golden body of merit, it is conceivable that the leader must have no shortage of merit, and may even have a lot of merit.

Even if he is a direct disciple of Saint Taiqing, it is impossible for him to obtain so many merits. At this time, he can't help but feel a little envious.

Just when Xuandu was surprised, after Yang An sacrificed the golden body of merit, strange changes suddenly appeared on the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain.

I saw a golden light emerging, and upon closer inspection, I saw that it was actually a copper coin in the shape of a round square hole, with flying wings on the left and right sides.

On the copper coins, there are also the inscriptions of Heavenly Dao looming on them, shining with the unique luster of treasures and condensing an astonishing aura.

Seeing this copper coin, Yang An showed a smile on his face. He came to Wuyi Mountain for this treasured coin in front of him.

(End of this chapter)