Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

He just asked Wufa to sneak into the main god's space to investigate the situation.

Not even undercover.

But why, is this going to be a betrayal?

Wufa sighed, he didn't want to be a reincarnation, but the Lord God gave too much.

"The holy monk calm down."

"There is indeed another opportunity for good fortune in the space of the Lord God."

"Young monk dare not hide it, it's really heart-wrenching."

Wufa didn't dare to challenge Lingshan Buddha, so he could only honestly tell what he saw and heard in the space of the main god.

Hearing Wufa said that any martial arts and supernatural powers in the main god space can be exchanged at will.

Even the lost heritage of the Kongxiang Temple of Buddhism is up for grabs.

There are even treasures like innate spiritual things waiting to be dusted.

Many Buddhist disciples became agitated.

"Enlightenment, it's not that the poor monk doesn't believe you."

"It's true that the poor monk has never heard of any family of orthodox inheritance that can be exchanged without restrictions."

"Kongxiang Temple has disappeared for many years, and the inherited exercises it left behind."

"Your cultivation base is not enough, and your knowledge is superficial. I'm afraid you have admitted a mistake?"

"I'm afraid the poor monk has to go in and palm the eyes himself."

As soon as the words fell, a great monk stepped forward immediately, obliged to ask Lingshan Buddha for instructions.

To enter the main god space to explore and report again.

Lingshan Fozi's face turned dark, and he was about to yell at him.

Mo Buddha then spoke.

"Amitabha Buddha. Holy monk, if it is true that the long-lost Kongxiang Temple has reappeared."

"That is indeed a rare opportunity for good luck for us Buddhists."

"Don't miss it, you must find a way to retrieve the lost scriptures and bring them back to Buddhism."

As soon as Mo Buddha said this, all the monks nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the anger of the crowd was hard to offend, Lingshan Buddha could only sigh.

"That's all. Since it's about the long-lost inheritance of Kongxiang Temple."

"It's true that we Buddhist disciples can't turn a blind eye."

"Then send a few more people to the main god space to find out the authenticity."

"As for the burial of the moon."

Lingshan Buddha looked up at the sky, and could clearly see the figures who did not conceal the fluctuation of divine power.

They are all showing their magical powers and laying down various magical rituals around the moon.

Hesitate for a moment, or give up being this early bird.

King Yanfu, a local, is not in a hurry, so why are they outsiders in a hurry!

The rest of the forces are similar.

Of course he was shocked by Emperor Qitian's moon burial plan.

But they also chose to stand still and wait and see.

Instead, he explored the space of the main god with great interest.

The plan of abandoning the Emperor of Heaven to intimidate him and lure him with benefits went smoothly.

Although in terms of intimidation, it is more or less fake, relying on King Yanfu's intentions.

But above the lure.

Abandoning the Heavenly Emperor, or Lynch's accumulated background over the years.

But it is enough to make all the monks under the gods move their hearts.

For example, in terms of skills, in addition to the entire Kongxiang Temple inheritance that was taken out of the head of the Demon Buddha.

There are also all kinds of exercises and supernatural powers that Lynch obtained from Xinghuang Dojo.

Look at the monks in the entire Yanfu world.

Perhaps only a few monks of the Tianjiao level, such as Lingshan Buddha and Jinpeng, can be immune to the temptation brought by these magical powers.

Because they are the proud sons of heaven, and they do not lack the most top-notch martial arts and supernatural powers.

But most monks are still ordinary.

Practicing ordinary exercises and practicing ordinary supernatural powers.

to be honest.

Those displayed in the main god space that can be exchanged for martial arts and supernatural powers are equivalent to Lynch sharing the authority that can only be obtained when he has reached the level of Tianjiao.

Let these ordinary monks also experience the top inheritance treatment that only the proud son of heaven can have.

Of course, the premise is that they have enough points.

But this is actually not too difficult for monks of all ethnic groups in Yanfu City.

Because they can completely donate the magical powers they have practiced, exchange them for points, and then use them to exchange for the magical powers they want.

At most, you need to find a way to earn a little difference.

This wave is a win-win situation that most traditional monks have never seen before.

Of course, most monks still have concerns for the time being.

I don't dare to rashly sacrifice my own cultivation skills and supernatural powers in exchange for points.

Even Buddhist disciples who really want to exchange for the inheritance of Kongxiang Temple and have a glimpse of the true and false Enlightenment Dharma still hesitate and hesitate.

Thinking about whether to learn from those ordinary reincarnations first, honestly do the mission of the main god, and accumulate points.

But Yaozu didn't think much about it, it was very fast.

There are a bunch of monster monks who donate their own skills, their own treasures, and even their own bloodlines, frantically earning points.

the reason is simple.

There is an additional exchange option called Golden Winged Roc True Blood in the main god's exchange list.

For the monster monk whose blood is the king, this is an adventure not to be missed.

As for the source of the golden-winged roc's true blood.

"Press and hold."

"I'll just draw another tube of blood."

"If you can't press it firmly, I will slip my hand and get the aorta, and I can't be blamed."

Master Wushuang held a huge syringe in his hand.

Young Master Jinpeng's subordinates dared to be angry and dare not speak out.

Another injection was given to Young Master Jinpeng, who had been beaten into an egg and managed to survive by relying on the undead Nirvana blood of the Phoenix clan in his body.

"Don't be angry, it's just a blood draw, and it won't kill him."

"Besides, you are also good."

"You don't want to be a mob-haired demon for the rest of your life, do you?"

"Don't you want to get some golden-winged roc's true blood, baptize your own blood, and sublimate to the extreme?"

Young Master Wu Shuang pointed out a group of monster soldiers and generals under Young Master Jinpeng.

All the monsters were stunned for a moment, and then they felt a little bit moved.

They dare not be tempted by the true blood of the golden-winged roc in Young Jinpeng's body.

Even now, Young Master Jinpeng can no longer take care of himself.

But if it is the golden-winged roc's true blood exchanged from the space of the main god...

The eyes of the monsters flickered.

Mr. Wushuang grasped the psychological changes of the demons, he smiled and didn't say much.

After sending the golden-winged roc's true blood in his hand to the space of the main god, he said to Emperor Qitian.

"The true blood of the Golden Winged Roc is a good thing, and it is difficult for ordinary monks of the Yaozu to refuse."

"You can get some more out."

Emperor Abandoned Heaven nodded slightly, grasping everything, and naturally knew the attraction of the golden-winged roc's true blood to the monster monks.

"After the burial of the moon, I will copy part of the energy into the true blood of the golden-winged roc."

"Don't go to Young Master Jinpeng's side, don't really kill him."

Emperor Qitian replied lightly, with one mind and two purposes.

While silently counting the most viewed exchange items by the monks in Yan Fujie.

Looking up at the moon.

Waiting for King Yanfu to cooperate with the gods to complete the moon burial ceremony.

Then use the power of the entire moon from the sacrifice to convert it into the most popular exchange resource reserve through the law of equivalent exchange.

To better seduce the monks in Yan Fujie.

The main god space with the law of equivalent exchange, although it cannot be created out of thin air, as long as there is enough material and energy exchange.

But it can be transformed into something owned in the space of the main god.

"Look, the funeral moon has begun!"

Chapter 475 The Ship of Reincarnation 1

There is a bright moon in the sky, which is true.

At this moment, the sacrificial rituals arranged by the gods under Lynch's command are like star rings visible to the naked eye.

Wrap the moon in Yan Fujie.

King Yanfu came to the star ring formed by the sacrificial ritual with great interest.

Although for an ancient god like King Yanfu, the way of sacrifice is no stranger.

It can even be said that the way of sacrifice itself is like the innate instinct of the god race.

Any god, even if he doesn't need to learn, can innately master part of the way of sacrifice.

However, the sacrificial rituals laid down by Emperor Qitian commanding the gods in front of him still opened the eyes of King Yanfu.

After all, the sacrificial method that Lynch now masters not only includes the countless years of collections of the entire Silver and Blue Star Institute.

What's more, I got all kinds of perceptions in the emperor's mirror that originated from the ancient emperor's way of offering sacrifices.

Many of the subtleties and mysteries are difficult for even an ancient innate god like King Yanfu to comprehend for a while.

This made King Yan Fu, who originally wanted to grasp the trace of the aura of Fusheng Wuliang Great Dream Immortal Venerable through the sacrificial ritual, frowned slightly.

She reached out and rubbed Di Ting in her arms vigorously.

Di Ting grinned his teeth in pain, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only prick up his ears, fully opening his magical powers.

I want to wait for the burial moon to start, to see if I can monitor some clues through the energy movement after the burial moon.

"My lord, please."

A god opened his mouth and signaled King Yanfu to take a step forward to preside over the funeral sacrifice.

King Yan Fu's eyes flickered, he put down his arms and listened, and took a step forward.