I just want to practice

Master Changyue'er remained calm, and inadvertently cast his eyes over the young ancestors of Tianyu in the crowd whose faces were getting uglier, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

The heavens are so vast, the heavens are endless, the holy son Xiaozu who used to have endless glory, but now he is so overwhelmed by a martial arts demon that he dare not breathe, it is really embarrassing.

If the ancestors of the Kaitian era saw this scene, they would be so angry that they would get out of the coffin.

"Hey, why doesn't this kind of character belong to our immortal way?"

On the other side, the mysterious celestial girl looked at Jiang Wuye, who was the only one who was the one man who was the one man who was the one man who was the only one who could not be left alone. Her eyes were full of splendor, but in the end it turned into a long sigh of helplessness.

"If the sky destroys it, it must first make it crazy!"

However, Chi Feng felt humiliated. He didn't expect Jiang Wuye to come out like this. He was completely inappropriate, and rubbed the face of the immortal on the ground.

"If he asks for some tasteless things, give them to him, don't cause trouble."

The mysterious celestial girl's eyes were slightly cold, causing Chi Feng's anger to subside instantly, and he hurriedly saluted and apologized, and calmed down.

If Wu Xiuluo was annoyed because of his crime, it would be a trivial matter for him to be punished. If he implicated the young lady, it would be a matter of Xianting's face, and he could not bear this crime at all.

"Boy, it's almost there."

Cucurbita saw that there were not many Tianjiao coming from the periphery, rubbed her hands, and quickly signaled Jiang Wuye to start charging.

"A bunch of trash, cry to your old lady!"

Jiang Wuye stopped the beating, threw a few crying immortals into the crowd, twisted his neck, and put on an amiable smile on his face.

"Fathers and folks, be quiet!"

He ascended to the void, faced the sea of ​​Immortals, and pressed his hands, like a big leader speaking in the center of the stage, with an extremely loud voice.

And following his actions, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, their faces blushing, but they had no choice but to obey Jiang Wuye's orders.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuye nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the road he had dug out, followed the lines prepared by Huluwa, and said loudly: "Everyone knows that in the trial area, there are poor mountains and bad waters, and there are many killing patterns. One wrong step can be fatal.

For a long time, the masses in the Daowang trial area have been facing the "three difficulties" of finding the way, making the way, and walking.

This greatly dampened everyone's enthusiasm for exploring the trial area, and also affected everyone's collection speed of cultivation resources.

To solve this problem.

Our "No Pit" construction team spent a lot of manpower and material resources, not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, and rushed to work, and finally opened up this hopeful road for everyone to return home safely after being exhausted. "

What is he saying?

How can I not understand?

The general public is stunned, it's hard to find the road, it's hard to open the road, it's hard to walk, which neurotic will walk through the mountains and rivers on his legs when he's full?

It also consumes a lot of manpower and material resources, which is really nonsense!

This broken road, call a real emperor who is about to die, and he can repair it thousands of times better by moving his fingers!

If you want to rob meow, just say it. How can you describe yourself as Gao Guangwei, a great saint who is dedicated to the welfare of the masses?

But even if they were not happy, they could only compare their hearts and listened to Jiang Wuye's eloquent and eloquent description of the so-called difficulties and obstacles in the road construction process of Lao Shizi's "No Pit" construction brigade.

"Ahem, so, in order to commemorate the birth of Hope Road, the 'No Pit' construction team decided to set up a merit monument after discussion."

Finally, Jiang Wuye cleared his cough and got to the point: "Celebrities from all walks of life, as long as you donate a little bit of heart, your name can be engraved on the monument of merit and virtue, honor your ancestors, let future generations remember your contribution, and make this kind of contribution to the monks of the world. Pass on the selfless spirit of working for the welfare!"

Rumbling--

As he said that, Jiang Wuye waved his hand, and a gleaming golden stele of merit was inserted at the entrance of the transmission channel. Ye Anchen also took out a fairy pen, preparing to record the names of "good people" to be met later.

This is a monument made of a small piece of Eternal Gold Stone. It has no other functions. The biggest feature is its sturdiness. Even if hundreds of millions of years pass, it will not be corroded.

Guangzong Yaozu? ? ?

After listening to Jiang Wuye's shameless remarks, Xiandao Tianjiao's face almost turned green.

This is really a bad smell, okay?

How could there be such a thick-skinned person in the world who could say such shameless words.

"Hey, master, he said that only celebrities from all walks of life should donate. We are not famous, are we..."

Among the crowd, Chang Yue'er discovered the important point of Jiang Wuye's words, and she was overjoyed immediately.

"What donation, and what are you so happy about? Is it worth being happy?!"

Master was relieved at first, knowing that he had guessed right, but after seeing his apprentice's grateful expression, he couldn't help but scolded.

This disciple has a serious problem with his ideological consciousness. How can he not be ashamed but proud of such a thing?

212 Someone Seems Displeased

really.

Jiang Wuye's next words also confirmed the speculation of second-rate forces like Chang Yue'er and the others, and at the same time made the face of the holy son Xiao Zu of all parties as black as a pan.

"Since it is for the benefit of the masses, ordinary people only need to pass on the spirit. Our monument is not that big, so let's choose some representatives from various regions and let everyone share this honor."

Jiang Wuye didn't feel ashamed in the slightest, his expression didn't change, and his heart didn't beat: "As long as the Dao King Realm has reached the level of the Holy Child and above, he can be a representative of each region. I hope everyone will actively participate, share this honor, and inherit this honor." A selfless and fearless spirit.

Of course, since it is a donation, it is the heart that matters.

In order to avoid the atmosphere of comparison, we have not pitted the construction team, and have also formulated a donation standard. "

Who the hell has the brains to compare this! !

Xiaozu, the holy son of all parties, roared in his heart, what is not clear, this incident was aimed at them from the very beginning!

Because Jiang Wuye knew that those bitter people could lose their lives for a little resource, so he wouldn't care about being beaten up in public.

And they are different.

It represents the face of each Tianyu, each with its own pride and dignity, under the watchful eyes of everyone, being beaten like a dead dog, the embarrassment is small, and the Dao heart may collapse!

A very vicious conspiracy, no matter whether you donate or not, there is no dignity, but the latter is more serious.

"Holy Son-level Tianjiao, five Dao-grade immortal medicines per person, the year is optional.

Xiaozu-level Tianjiao: Each person has the same five Dao-grade immortal medicines, with a medicine age of 3000 million years as the standard.

I believe that this matter is of little interest to everyone, so there is no need to discuss it any further. "

And after Jiang Wuye announced the so-called donation standards, Xiaozu, the holy son of all parties, almost vomited blood with anger.

That's the medicine!

The lowest grade will take 1000 million years to mature, even in the eyes of the giants, it is a very important resource, do you think it is a Chinese cabbage?

It's a small thing, do you want us to pack the people and donate them to you?

"Opening your mouth is the medicine, he really dares to ask for it!"

Master Changyue'er shivered, her mouth felt a little dry.

Not to mention the 3000 million-year-old Dao medicine, any ordinary Dao medicine can make their second-rate sect feel distressed for many years.

In particular, when thinking of the incomplete Dao medicine that was tightly hidden in the body, Master Changyue'er suddenly realized how ridiculous the idea of ​​trying to protect it with all his might.

The co-authors don't like it at all!

"It seems that everyone can't wait, so I won't talk nonsense, who will come first?"

Jiang Wuye returned to the reclining chair, put his hands on his head, and looked at those immortal sons, Xiao Zu, who stood out from the crowd with a half-smile.

Calabash Baby has already taken out a Qiankun bag that looks like a sack, staring at those holy son Xiaozu with shining eyes, her saliva is about to flow down.

The world was silent, no one said a word.

Although Dao medicine is precious, they, as the saint sons and ancestors of all parties, have a high status, so they can indeed get it.

But this kind of embarrassing thing in front of the heavens, no one wants to be the first to stand out.

"It seems that everyone is a little shy."

Violence flashed across Jiang Wuye's eyes, and he grinned and said, "I'll count to three, and if no one comes to donate, then I'll randomly pick a lucky spectator and let him experience some of the hardships we experienced when we pioneered the land. "

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wuye lay back on the reclining chair, while shaking, with a smile on his face, he counted without haste.

"one!"

The first number falls.

There is still no one who is full of immortals and arrogance, but they feel that there is an increasingly powerful and powerful coercion in the world, and among the crowd, those with weaker cultivation bases are already weak in their legs, and their souls are in unstoppable pain , collapsed to the ground.

obviously.

Jiang Wuye wasn't joking, if no one came forward after counting three times, he would really do it!

"two!"

The second sound fell, already carrying a faint chill.

Among the crowd, [-]% of the Immortals' Talents couldn't bear the growing coercion, as if they were falling into the deep sea, they were all overwhelmed by the pressure.

"I must kill him, I must kill him!!!"

In the outside world, Da Neng from all sides saw this scene and almost vomited blood with anger. The roar of hatred shook the Great Universe, and he was extremely angry.

But even if each of them has the strength to easily overthrow a universe, countless Jiang Wuye can be killed with a single slap.

Now, I can only roar incompetently, but it can't change anything.

Unprecedented aggrievedness made them almost crazy, and they were about to lose their minds.

In the trial area, the second number had already fallen, and still no one stood up, but Jiang Wuye had already put away his smile, got up and began to stretch his muscles.

"Oh, little monk, come first."

At the critical juncture, with a long sigh, Fan Chen, the Kuchan Heavenly Buddha in a moon-white robe, with a compassionate face, took a step forward and walked out first.

Also at this time.

The endless domineering coercion between heaven and earth disappeared in an instant.

call……

Seeing this, Xiaozu, the holy son of all parties, heaved a sigh of relief.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and with Fan Chen as the most humiliating one, there will naturally be a step down in the future.

Saint Son, Saint Daughter, Xiaozu...

And other Tianjiao whose strength has reached the level of the Holy Child, all came out.

Following Fan Chen in a long line, facing the sad gazes of the gods and immortals, they bit the bullet and walked towards the transmission channel, wanting to end this torture as soon as possible.

"The donor's actions seem to be a bit too much."

Fan Chen stood in front of the stone table, plucking the rosary in his hand, with a compassionate expression on his face, it seemed that he wanted to persuade Jiang Wuye to turn back when he lost his way.

"Master is worthy of Master, he is indeed merciful, even a 'big devil' like me wants to be saved!"

Jiang Wuye praised with a mocking smile on his face, and then said as a matter of course: "Since this is the case, it must be no problem for Kuchantian to donate an extra plant of Dao medicine to save the suffering, right?"

"..."

Fan Chen stopped talking.

In the end, because of his talkativeness.

As a result, every Tianjiao in Kuchantian donated an extra plant of Taoist medicine.

"The contemporary Buddhist disciple of Kuchantian, Fanchen, has won a pennant with six top-quality Taoist medicines of merit!"

Calabash Baby happily accepted the medicine, raised her head, and sang a high-pitched sentence to Ye Anchen.

Ye Anchen in front of the merit tablet smiled slightly, and engraved the names and origins of Fan Chen and Ku Chan Tian on the merit tablet.

At the same time, a red pennant was also handed over to Fanchen, with eight characters crookedly written on it——

A family of good deeds must have Yu Qing.

"..."

Fan Chen's hand that pulled out the rosary paused, feeling that the Buddha's heart had been stabbed severely.

He didn't expect Jiang Wuye to have such a despicable method at all. If he could beat him, he would definitely transform the devil on the spot with the mercy of bullshit!

"Benefactor, is this unnecessary?"

Fanchen tried to refuse.