The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Murong Chuan was at a loss for the soul, and he was reluctant to destroy the large group of true blood, so he had to ask the cultivation system again for help.

"Hey, buddy, how many good fortune points can you get by sacrificing his soul?"

Murong Chuan sank into the sea of ​​bitterness to inquire, and the cultivation system replied: "The soul is polluted by the true blood of the heavenly hegemony, and cannot be exchanged separately.

The sacrifice of true blood and soul together can be exchanged for 10000 fortune points. "

The answer given by the cultivation system was very direct, which made Murong Chuan want to vomit blood.

Even the system can't peel off the soul of Qinglin Wild Lion, so there is really no way.

"Is there a way to peel them off or refine them? Good luck is not a problem."

Murong Chuan still didn't give up, and refined the method of questioning again.Although the cultivation system is powerful, it is more or less rigid.

Of course, it was also because Murong Chuan couldn't bear to part with a large group of true blood, and he didn't want to give up even a glimmer of hope.

"10000 creation points."

The answer from the training system was so straightforward that Murong Chuan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, wishing he could smack his mouth.

How could he forget that the cultivation system is insatiable, and when it can take a big bite, it will never lick it in small bites.

"Uh, can we have a discussion."

Murong Chuan licked his face and wanted to repent, but the cultivation system answered, "You can borrow money with an interest rate of 35%."

"Your sister, the food is getting uglier and uglier, believe it or not, the young master beat you."

Murong Chuan suddenly went berserk, the 35% usury was simply stealing money.

"Strictly speaking, you can't smoke me. I'm just a piece of consciousness and a program. If you're not happy, you can kick the Jade Book of Creation."

The unemotional answer from the cultivation system made Murong Chuan, who was making a lot of noise, stop for a moment, and he involuntarily glanced at the Jade Book of Creation out of the corner of his eyes.

The jade book of fortune floating quietly above the sea of ​​bitterness, as if isolated from the world, made Murong Chuan involuntarily shudder.

So far, he doesn't know the origin of the good luck jade book, nor why he wants to restore it, but there is no doubt about his strength.

Even the soul of Zhundi can't find him, and he can easily suppress all kinds of riots. As long as he enters his sea of ​​suffering, he must submit to the jade book of fortune.

Even the omnipotent cultivation system is a consciousness derived from the jade book of fortune.

Murong Chuan weighed his ability, and finally gave up the plan to make trouble, and made a deal with the cultivation system based on the wish of peace and friendship.

10000 good luck points were scratched away by flesh pain, and the cultivation system also gave a solution.

"There are two ways to separate the soul from the true blood. First, seek the help of the overlord body of the Dragon Transformation Realm, which can easily crush the soul and preserve the true blood.

5000. Refining the god form for your own use, you can spend [-] points to help you crush the soul of the Qinglin mad lion. "

The answer given by the cultivation system still maintained the true nature of stealing money, and Murong Chuan was so angry that his seven orifices were full of smoke, but there was nothing he could do about him.

The first one is nonsense. Hegemony has been hunted down for 10 years. Even if there is still blood in the world, it is not easy to live to the Dragon Transformation Realm.

The most important thing is, where can he find the overlord body of the Dragon Transformation Realm?

Besides, the current hegemony body is more or less incomplete, and asking for help is tantamount to beating a dog with a meat bun.

The second one is even more nonsense, asking him to refine the god form is tantamount to cutting off his chance.

When he was in the imaginary world, he had already made the choice of transformation form and taught the way to refine the god form.

He is not proficient in the way of controlling beasts, and he doesn't know what the Qinglin Wild Lion is like, but he probably won't be a good thing.

It can be used for Jiang Qiancheng's chess piece, but the Holy Cult of Blood Prison will not use good things.

If he absorbed and refined this divine form, it would be equivalent to giving up a powerful divine form, as well as his own potential and heritage.

Using a useless god form to make up for the blood, this is not a question of worth or not, but a question of whether the brain is sick or not.

"Brother, you are too dark, these two answers are equivalent to nonsense.

It's okay for you to cheat me with [-] fortune points, but at least explain it clearly. "

Murong Chuan beat his chest and lamented, wishing to drag out the cultivation system and beat him up, but he could only think in vain.

He never saw the cultivation system spit out any good luck points that were taken away, and he didn't expect the system to return them, so he could only ask for information.

"500 fortune points, I will give you information about the Qinglin Mad Lion."

The cultivation system spoke again, and Murong Chuan's old blood spurted out of anger.

Although five hundred fortune points are not many, this is not a matter of points, but a matter of attitude.

"Don't try to trick me, Xiao Mian, don't think that you can't do anything if I leave you."

Murong Chuan snapped his fingers angrily, the surrounding scenery changed accordingly, and he returned to Shang Yuyao's side again.

Shang Yuyao, who was originally holding an ancient book and studying it, found that Murong Chuan came back in good spirits, and immediately blurted out:
"Have you broken through?"

Seeing Shang Yuyao's longing expression, Murong Chuan's expression froze, and he said awkwardly: "Um, I haven't had time to practice yet."

Shang Yuyao also sensed her urgency, her pretty face was like a rosy sunset, she lowered her pretty face in embarrassment.

"Uh, that, I have refined Jiang Qiancheng, I am going to replenish part of the blood, and then go to practice the Nine Transformations of the Spring of Fate.

I think this has greater potential and more benefits from transformation.Don't worry, I will break through as soon as possible. "

Murong Chuan explained carefully, and Shang Yuyao shyly said: "You can do as you see, I'm not in a hurry."

"Hey, hey, good, good, hehehe..."

Murong Chuan giggled like a fool, Shang Yuyao was even more ashamed, wishing to find a crack in the bricks.

As if she was a witch in the sea of ​​desire, she kept looking forward to Murong Chuan breaking through quickly, and then the two of them could have sex to their heart's content.

"I hate it, don't smirk, why don't you go to practice soon, what are you doing when you come back?"

Shang Yuyao urged her shyly, the normal urging, no matter how you looked at it, there was something else in it.

"Um, hurry up, I'm also in a hurry, but I have to do things one by one."

Murong Chuan had a smirk on his face, like a veteran in love, he finally looked like a man.

Shang Yuyao stomped her feet shyly. She also knew the truth of saying too much and making mistakes, so she just bowed her head and said nothing.

"Stop making trouble, I came to ask, have you heard of Lin Kuangshi?"

Murong Chuan was finally serious. Although Shang Yuyao was still blushing, at least she didn't have to hide from embarrassment.

"Yes, Senior Lu Bai has recorded many strange beasts, I will help you find them."

Shang Yuyao lowered her head and flipped through the book, her long hair hanging like a waterfall between her temples, each strand of black silk slid down the pages of the book, as if she had a natural sense of beauty, and Murong Chuan was in awe when she saw it.

In fact, Murong Chuan is also very urgent, lust is like an uncontrollable switch, once it is turned on once, it can never be turned off.

Although Murong Chuan hasn't activated it yet, he practiced it before crossing.

Even if there is no substantive relationship with Shang Yuyao, Murong Chuan's body's longing has been activated.

The feeling of having to vent his fullness tortured Murong Chuan non-stop, forcing him to carry out the great cause of reproduction.

"Here, found it."

Shang Yuyao's cheerful voice sounded, and she looked up at Murong Chuan, like a little girl who had completed a task, her eyes full of showing off and waiting for praise.