God level takeaway system

When it was almost 2 times, Wang Mian was startled, he seemed to have wasted too much time.

The time given by the system was to send it to Wuxiangmen within 5 hours. He didn't expect that he wasted such a long time.

Now Wang Mian is like a dead man, he can only kowtow once in more than 10 minutes, but he will never give up, because two thousand times will be completed immediately.

"system……"

Wang Mian's eyes widened, and he kept calling the system in his mind, but the system seemed to disappear immediately.

This made Wang Mian horrified, this shock was no small matter, when he turned his head and saw that it was still dark outside the hall, those Taoist priests looked at him as if they were monsters, and knelt and knelt in the whole hall to accompany him.

"Daozhang, how long have I kowtowed?" Wang Mian asked with his hoarse voice.

The old Taoist got up, ran to the outside of the hall, and fetched the hourglass. The sand in the hourglass looked like one-sixth.

The Taoist priest said: "Benefactor, it's almost 5 hours to kneel down."

Wang Mian was stunned, "Could it be that the system left my body directly after I delivered the super takeaway?"

For a long time, Wang Mian's rise from a weak takeaway boy to the heavens against the sky was all due to the power of the system.

If the system leaves, Wang Mian will feel ashamed and his future is gloomy.

Wang Mian looked at the Sanqingxiang with a dull gaze, and the protagonist found the gathering point with scattered eyes.

"Wang Mian, Wang Mian, even if there is no system, so what? Do you just admit defeat, you are afraid, and your future is lost? You are still a child.

A person's life is in his own hands, and he doesn't need too much help from others, which can only lead to dependence.

Wang Mian sounded the alarm for himself," and suddenly cold sweat drenched his clothes.

He has always regarded the system as his sustenance, the strength of his strength, his search for his own identity, and all the magic that he relies too much on the system.

"In this world, since there are systems, spirit sects, and ghosts, isn't there anyone stronger than the system?"

At this time, Wang Mian remembered that Ji Jianling came, and the appearance of Ji Jianling silenced the system.

After expelling the inner demons, Wang Mian's eyes became firm again, he gritted his teeth, and began to kneel down again.

When kowtowing two thousand times, Wang Mian didn't know if it was an illusion, but the three pure elephants all radiated monstrous light.

Daoist Sanqing, Taishang Laojun, radiates blue light from his body, piercing the sky and the universe, as if filling the entire universe.

Daoist Sanqing, Lingbao Tianzun, and Master Tongtian, all of them released blood-red rays of light, full of endless murderous aura, like the master of the world.

Daoist Sanqing, Primordial Heavenly Venerable, with a soft white light, full of endless vitality, seems to be the creation god's residence of the whole world.

The original Tianzun, the white light all over his body suddenly shrank, a pole, a gray pole, like a ball of mud, slowly flew towards Wang Mian's hand.

Wang Mian was in a daze, but then he was ecstatic, "Two thousand kowtows, the gods will descend from the sky, so that's what it means."

Shenbing refers to treasures.

Wang Mian held the piece of gray mud, deep in his heart, he immediately knew the function of this mud.

"This is the period of mending the sky. The mud used by Nuwa to create people can connect anyone's limbs."

This is simply divine.

But those Taoist priests seemed to turn a blind eye to what Wang Mian got, and they couldn't see any light from the Sanqing statue, they just looked at Wang Mian's blank face.

They are all devout Taoist believers. There are three big signs in the Sanqing Hall, and no one has ever achieved the goal—didn't they say that the gods descended from the sky, or ascended from the sky?

What about magic soldiers?What about Ascension?How about one person attaining enlightenment and ascending to heaven?

They were even imagining just now, if Wang Mian kowtowed two thousand, would he take them directly to heaven and become immortals.

Wang Mian has benefited, but he still doesn't know the miraculousness of these Sanqing statues.

After 1000 kowtows, unable to bear to give up, Wang Mian continued to kowtow, 2001,2002, [-]...

Up to now, almost one or two kowtows will shatter Wang Mian's body and a chain will shatter.

This put Wang Mian in a very strange situation. When he kowtowed to 2900, Wang Mian trembled all over, and now 999 of the seal chains around him had been broken.

For the last hundred kowtows, Wang Mian had an intuition, which was very important, so important that it could change Wang Mian's life.

But now, even if Wang Mian kowtows once, he still feels that the fire of his life is about to be extinguished.

Wang Mian has never encountered such a big challenge since he was a child. This is no longer a challenge of strength, but a test of heart and soul.

He thought of many things, and even though he had a system, he always suspected that his fate was always in Ji Jianling's hands.

He even thought of the one hundred chains that sealed him, which might also be Ji Jianling's method.

If you don't enter the Changchun Palace, maybe the 1000 chains will never be opened.

Wang Mian didn't feel half excited about his own strength, he just felt that he must break through his own destiny.

Now that there is only the last chain left to seal him, then the crown must be broken no matter what.

Wang Mian had his eyes closed, and some Taoist priests looked at him as if they were gods.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a monstrous madness in his eyes, this kind of madness was the madness of not accepting his fate.

This kind of madness made Wang Mian lose all consciousness, and there was only one thought in his mind, which was to break his own destiny.

He started to move again, very slowly, kowtowing like a turtle crawling, but it continued.

Finally, at 99, Wang Mian screamed silently: "The fate of my life is in my own hands—"

Silent screaming is more shocking than the sound of shocking back to the scene.

Shaking his body, he nodded his head violently to the ground, and the three thousand kowtows were completed.

In such an instant, Wang Mian's aura erupted, that's right, it was an eruption - all the chains of his body were shattered, he was just a container, if this container was filled, Wang Mian's power now was 1000 dragon power, also It is the physical fitness of a million ordinary people.

This kind of strength is already the existence of a master of Jindan, and Wang Mian's Tai Chi Sutra skills are unique, which can gather all the energy of the whole body.

The statue of Sanqing cast a ray of light covering Wang Mian's body, and Wang Mian returned to his peak state in an instant.

But he was not happy, and his heart was silent, as if he suddenly became sad and joyless, "God."

The Sanqing God Statue has been emitting light for a long time, whether he can get it now, the final reward is actually not important to Wang Mian.

The light of the Sanqing statue did not go away for a long time, and he did not give Wang Mian a gift. Wang Mian just looked at the Sanqing statue.

After more than ten minutes, the three idols glowed at the same time, forming a mass of purple air.

Wang Mian couldn't feel any magic about this purple air mass (Is it the primordial purple air? Hehe!!!), after appearing, it turned into a purple streamer and penetrated directly into Wang Mian's body.