I Can Redeem the Merit Template

The actions of the fox girls barely satisfied Wang Yuan.

Although not from his own will.

But good is good and evil is evil.

The monsters with good deeds are good monsters.

Raising his head, Wang Yuan's figure suddenly moved, and Li Zhaoting was still under the ship to save people!

Back and forth between the water and the deck, the strength is much weaker!

"almost"

Standing on the side of the ship, Wang Yuan was already ready to do something, at least first cast a spell to quell this huge wave!

The starting point of the Yellow River Hebo below is undoubtedly a good one. He wants to send more ships away from this place of right and wrong, and don't be involved in the huge aftermath.

But the action is too rough, these people on the boat can not withstand too much toss!

A yellow symbol appeared in Wang Yuan's hand, and the Zhenhai symbol was clasped in his hand.

Zhenhai Fu is suitable for such an environment.

"One word is the town!"

At this moment, amidst the stormy waves, it seemed like a lion roar, and an invisible sound of heaven appeared from the void like a twilight drum and morning bell.

Wang Yuan raised his head and looked at it. In his spiritual sense, it seemed as if the infinite and mighty sky light burst from the same place.

The sky is full of flowers, and it seems that there is a blazing magnificent brilliance blooming out, and a huge bird and beast text is concluded in the sky.

That is the word "town"!

It has the weight of three mountains and five sacred mountains, and the invisible huge waves calm down in an instant.

"Great Confucianism..."

Looking at the humble awning boat in the river, not only Wang Yuan, but the four fox demon sisters on the painted boat also changed suddenly.

"There is another great scholar passing by here?" The headed Fox Demon Sister also couldn't help but have a serious face.

Confucianism and Taoism are also a very powerful force.

The so-called Yang Haoran righteousness.

This kind of peculiar power is inherited from hundreds of families, and is related to the ancient sages Cangjie.

Cangjie made characters and the ghosts and gods cried. The original font was capable of weeping ghosts and ghosts. Later, great sages turned this into a heritage, entered the hundreds of families, and carried it forward.

This literary energy, to a certain extent, is enough to distort reality, turn fiction into reality, and derive supernatural power.

At this time, the ordinary old gentleman in the Wu Peng boat, in one word, actually summoned the Five Sacred Shadows, which was truly amazing.

Only the great Confucian who has condensed the courage has this terrible ability!

"Wenhuo, Wenxin, Wendan, Qiqiao exquisite and successful!"

Standing on the painted boat, Wang Yuan was also surprised.

To set foot on the threshold of the true transmission of Confucianism and Taoism, at least to obtain the status of Jinshi and the first.

And there are even fewer people who can condense the literary mind, and they have to be Confucianists.

The big Confucian cultivates an abundance of righteousness. If Wenquxing can be nurtured, and Wenqumingxing can be combined with Wengu, there is a certain chance that it will condense into the Qiqiao Linglong Xin.

Since ancient times, only the ancient sages have the seven-orifice exquisite heart!

Once the Qiqiao Linglong Heart is opened, it can also conversely temper its declining body and strengthen the soul at the same time.

At that time, there would be two paths, conferred or reincarnation.

Conferred gods are directly becoming gods, and they are not ordinary gods, at least they are also the righteous gods.

Samsara is like Buddha's practice for many generations. If you are successful in your practice, you can directly enter the Fire Cloud Cave and accept the offerings of the human race.

There are very few great scholars in the country!

"But I am the life of Ziwei Xing, and my literary spirit is powerful. It seems that I am innately immune to it?"

Wang Yuan's expression moved slightly at this time, and he could feel that the mighty literary spirit had not suppressed him.

In fact, there are also records in the "Jade Cave Jijing".

Wenqi can't hurt the life of Ziweixing!

A great scholar took action to protect everyone, but Wang Yuan didn't have much joy.

Even a little helpless.

It would be better for a martial artist like Li Zhaoting to take action on this matter!

"It's counterproductive!!"

Above the Yellow River, at this moment, among the two banks and the bottom of the water, huge figures cruising one after another stopped in an instant.

Soon their original action to rush towards the painting boat turned around and rushed in the direction of the big Confucian awning boat.

"Try to haunt him! If you have a chance, kill him!"

These big guys got the order, and a huge flood suddenly surged. I saw huge strange fishes appearing in the bottom of the water, as well as fierce pig dragons.

The strange fish have thick scales, like steel and iron bones, but with extremely long fangs.

"Shanhai heterogeneous horizontal male carp!"

Some messages appeared in Wang Yuan's mind immediately. The meat of Henggong carp was delicious, cooked extremely fresh, and had the effect of nourishing blood, protecting the liver and improving the purpose.

"good stuff!"

It is recorded in the sub-volume of "Jade Cave Jijing" that Henggong carp was eaten by many exotic animals and fairies. Where did the dozen giant Henggong carp come from?

As for the pig dragon, it is a big crocodile!

Those big crocodile scales are black and shiny!

These monsters rammed the bottom of the river and set off billowing yellow sand.

These strange beasts and fierce dragons did not aim at the big Confucian in the awning boat, but instead focused on the surrounding cargo ships and other small boats.

Although Daru had a sigh of righteousness, Haoran's righteousness had its limits, and he was not very good at dealing with miscellaneous fish.

But Wang Yuan didn't care. Usually, there would be monks to accompany such a great Confucian.

The great Confucian spirit is staunch, and he can directly stun to death in the face of some big monsters.

But there is an obvious weakness, the physical body is too weak!

If an assassin is assassinated at this time, it is easy to drink hatred!

In order to protect these great Confucian scholars, the country usually arranges for special care by experts, which is also mutual benefit and mutual assistance.

With the help of great Confucianism, some monks were able to purify their own magical power, and complete their own Taoist soul.

Many Taoists have flaws in their Taoism and will take the initiative to come into contact with these great Confucian scholars and enter into practice under the sect.

"court death!"

Sure enough, just for a moment, a cold and awe-inspiring figure came from the awning boat, who was a swordsman in a green shirt.

Buzzing! !

In mid-air, it seemed that he only heard the extremely low buzzing sound, and then flashed the cold sword light in the void, and instantly saw a part of the fierce dragon who wanted to approach.

Blood-stained smoke waves!

"Lei Yin Sword Art, a member of the Shushan Sword Sect!"

With a move of Wang Yuan's ears, he faintly heard the hateful murmur of one of the fox girls above his head.

The four fox girls seem to have a lot of grudges with the people of the Shushan Sword Sect.

"It's time for me to do it!"

Wang Yuan also watched the excitement for a while, and the situation had changed over there.

Observing these layers of monsters and ghosts on both sides of the strait, it is really all there is to it.

So many evildoers show up, and after killing them, it will be a lot of merit!

Wang Yuan felt that he would make a big profit again.

"Does it cost five hundred trivial exchanges to redeem the template of the congenital mythical beasts through the gibbons?"

At this time, six thousand six hundred minor merits are displayed on the merit panel.

Compared with the original 7450 minuscule, this is a reduction of 1,500 minuscule after using the Extreme Real Dragon template. In fact, Wang Yuan made a loss by killing the Wu Dao Ren and Mei Yao. Buying and selling.

Just earned five hundred small points!

These five hundred small works were provided by Taoist Wu, and the plum blossom demon didn't do any evil.

There are still dozens of small powers left, which were contributed by the earth evil creatures, which wiped out the hidden dangers of one earth vein and gave Wang Yuan a part of the small powers.

"exchange!"

When Wang Yuan’s voice fell, he felt a blast of demon aura appearing all over his body. His profound light escaped with a flash and appeared on the sky, and he saw a rich and incomparable crimson demon flame surrounding his body, an extremely magnificent glow. Weili appeared all over the body.

Wang Yuan felt an unprecedented tyranny.

This fierce, demon-like spirit far surpassed other templates of mountains and seas, and a tyrannical and terrifying consciousness appeared in his mind, and there was a desire to destroy everything.

Wang Yuan even felt red in his eyes.

If he doesn't do something, Wang Yuan is worried that this tyrannical desire will even destroy Dao Xin Yuanshen.

"Then do it!"

Another golden stick appeared in Wang Yuan's hand, and it could also change at will, with even greater power manifesting in it. With a slight movement, the void was shattered and gathered in front of this Juntian magical artifact.

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Above the painted boat, Nangong Wan defeated the Qixin Taoist with a sword and then she noticed that there were voices coming through the air in mid-air.

The fierce, turbid ingenuity is approaching Huafang.

"Little girl, hand over the treasure, and forgive you not to die!"

One of the blazing spirits was extremely blazing. It was a Taoist man with long hair and shawl stepping on the red clouds behind him. There was another crack deep in the center of his eyebrows, which seemed to be a vertical eye.

"Beiman Mountain Red Mang Ancestor!"

Looking at the Taoist, Nangong Wan's face suddenly sank.

The ancestor of Red Mang was a red flame spirit snake that had cultivated for thousands of years near Beiman Mountain and turned into a demon.

This Crimson ancestor was single-minded to transform a dragon. Sui Hou Zhu was essentially a spiritual snake bead, which could also be called a small dragon ball. No wonder it couldn't hold back.

However, the ancestor of the Red Mang had been practicing in the Beiman Mountain, what caused this thousand-year-old snake monster to come here.

In Xingyang County, there should not be many people who knew about it when they broke the ancient tomb.

"Does the Shuijingjian faction have a traitor from within?"

Nangong Wan didn't have time to think about it. The Red Mang Ancestor over there had already started, with his big sleeves wide open, it seemed that boundless flames swept through the air through the painting boat.

Fortunately, at this moment, among the painted boats, there was a bright sword light flying out like a water moon. This sword light was divided into pieces in the void, breaking through the blazing demon flames, and at the same time slashed towards the ancestor of the scarlet man. .

"Old ancestor Chimang, want to bully the small with the big, how about we stay with you?"

Only a figure wearing a Taoist robe appeared on the painting boat with a clear voice. Behind them, two stunning beautiful women in various palace costumes, their respective Tao Qi surging.

Infinite water vapor evaporates beside them, just like the birth of a bright moon, Hongbo surges up.

Seeing this, Nangong Wan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Lian, Situ Lanlan, Fairy Shuihe!

This is the three elders of the Shuijingjian Sect.

Only the elders of the Celestial Master realm can block this thousand-year-old great demon.

"Senior Nephew Nangong, leave this old monster to us!" The leading Taoist Qi Lian looked calm.

"Yes, Uncle Master!" Nangong retreated to the side, but his eyes did not become optimistic at all because of the appearance of the three elders.

This time they still miscalculated.

But at this moment, Nangong Wan's expression was stunned, and she saw a magnificent weather in the distance triggering changes in the celestial phenomena, and an invisible light evolving into the void of three mountains and five sacred mountains.

"Big Confucian!"

Nangong Wan just gave her a happy look, and that empress sent a great scholar to help?

In fact, there are not many Shuijing Sword Schools like this kind of celestial master.

But there are fewer great scholars!

On the painting boat, a nervous Shuijingjian school disciple could not help being overjoyed when he saw this scene.

"It's useless, do you think a mere Confucian can change the situation? You should take a good look around!"

In mid-air, the ancestor Chi Mang escaped with fire, evading the sharp and bright sword lights in an extremely embarrassing manner, and those sword lights were extremely fierce.

The "Qin Gu Jing Xin" of the Shui Jing Sword School can reflect the void, giving Taoists unprecedented agility and intuition, and can control the sword light as desired.

Usually locked, it is difficult to escape, unless hard-wired!

But at this time, the ancestor of Chimang was besieged by the three celestial Taoists Jianguang, but instead laughed loudly.

At this time, the disciples of the Shuijing Sword Sect looked around, but their minds sank.

I saw a wave of demons and ghosts around him, and the demons seemed to cover the sun and the moon, and several big demons were faintly visible around them!

The devilish air really made people stand upside down.

Looking around, they are all ruthless characters that are difficult for ordinary Taoists to deal with!

Nangong Wan prides itself on feeling that Taoism is not weak, and she is somewhat reluctant to deal with one. How can so many monsters cope?

There is also a monk with a strange temperament.

These monks also seemed to follow Hou Zhu, and Nangongwan knew that behind these monks were probably some nobles in the palace.

"They are all casual cultivators, Master Withered Wood, Taoist Ziyun, Taoist Qianji, Taoist Celestial, they are all quite powerful characters!"

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The leading aunt Qi Lian took a deep breath, only feeling that things here might be hard to get right!

Today, don't say that this is with Hou Zhu, even a few of them may not be able to get away easily!

But Dao Aunt Qi Lian decided to give it a try: "Brother Daoists, you really want to get along with these monsters and become enemies of my Shuijing Sword Sect? Are you not afraid of this thing getting in your hands?"

That Master Withered Wood was a monk, or his eyes were fierce: "Ms. Qi Dao, don’t talk nonsense, hand over the Suihou beads unearthed in the ancient tomb. The poor Dao will keep your soul and help you transcend, otherwise don’t Weird poor monk is cruel!"

Holding a strange emerald green Zen stick in his hand, his face was withered and looked like a tree demon.

"You righteous people are just verbose, just use Sui Hou Zhu directly, kill them, who can get Sui Hou Zhu, depends on your own ability!"

The ancestor of the Scarlet Mang was slashed with sword light on his body by the three Kun Dao of the Shuijing Sword Sect. He was already in a rage, and he roared, he directly started his hands. Several extremely blazing sun thunders appeared in his hands and turned into counts The red thunder light violently blasted towards the painting boat.

But all of a sudden, they almost coincided with each other, and the group of other monks who were about to do it, and the evil expressions were shocked.

I saw a terrifying demon gas suddenly erupted above my head~www.readwn.com~ followed by a gold rod that was several meters long and surrounded by the red demon flame.

The golden light bloomed, the void swayed, and it seemed to be broken suddenly. The Scarlet Ancestor didn't even have time to make any movements, and instantly turned into meat under the golden stick!

Even the Yuanshen Demon Pill turned into a fan in the blink of an eye.

"Such a lively scene, how can this king be so little!"

Deep, sharp, like a roar of a demon god, an invincible monster figure instantly appeared from the golden light. He was wearing a chain of gold armor, a lotus silk stepping on his feet, a purple gold crown of phoenix wings on his head, and an iron rod in his hand. The demonic energy rushed into the universe.

This is a peerless monster!

Those incomparable pair of eyes looked at him. In the field, no matter the many casual cultivators, monsters, or Taoists of the Waterscape Sword School, they all seemed instinct to fall into the **** of the forest, unable to move!

"Let's take a look, everyone, what is this king's ability, is it worth this follow Houzhu!"