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I can only be forced to accept it!

As for the 1000 million points of origin, it was because Zhunti was killed and the origin of the way of heaven was damaged.

After all, as a sage of Heavenly Dao, Zhunti represented the face of Heavenly Dao.

The saint was easily killed, which naturally made Tian Dao lose face.

"Hey, although after killing Zhunti, I need to refine an innate treasure for him, which is equivalent to losing a million points of origin!"

"But think about it from another angle. Although Zhunti has obtained the innate treasure, he will need at least one Yuanhui to recover from his death!"

"It can damage the way of heaven, this kind of opportunity is once in a thousand years!"

"Besides, in this way, if the Second Sage of the West has obtained the innate treasure, will others not be envious?"

Frowning and thinking for a while, Li Luo seemed to have discovered a new continent, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"That means I'm not rich right now, otherwise, I'd rather lose money a few times than let Heaven bleed a few times!"

Thinking about the problem from another angle, I really feel a lot better.

"Forget it, I'll write this down first, and if I have a chance in the future, I'll make sure to mention cooperation again!"

"However, the innate treasure for him has to be refined more beautifully!"

"A thousand pieces of gold buys a horse bone!"

With this in mind, Li Luo took out countless spiritual materials and began to refine the spiritual treasures.

.....

Sumeru Mountain.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

Jieyin, who was preaching, felt the breath of his junior brother Zhunti disappear, so he couldn't help but stop.

After chanting a slogan, tears streamed down his face.

"teacher!"

"Uncle Master!"

The pharmacist, Maitreya and other second-generation disciples below also wept bitterly and wailed endlessly.

They knew about Zhunti's death.

For the prosperity of the West, Zhunti sage resolutely died. This kind of heart makes everyone respect him.

Even if he is immortal, even if he falls, he can be resurrected quickly.

But for the Heavenly Dao Saint, this is tantamount to being slapped in the face severely, and his face is stepped on the ground.

But the Zhunti saint still went, and went to find the ancestors to die, for an innate treasure.

This spirit of self-sacrifice is worthy of everyone's respect.

"Let's go, welcome back Junior Brother!"

Jieyin suddenly stood up and said to his disciples.

"Yes!"

Pharmacist, Maitreya and other disciples suddenly took orders, followed behind him, and came to the back of Mount Sumeru.

Here, the aura is rich and inaccessible.

The bursts of Sanskrit sounds contain magical effects and make people feel peaceful.

On the ground there is a golden pond with a radius of ten miles, with layers of ripples brewing, and golden lotus flowers blooming in it, which is extremely auspicious.

Every drop of the clear water in the pool contains the power of supreme merit.

This pool, called the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, has the functions of purifying filth, clarifying the mind and spirit, and reshaping the body.

It is the treasure of Western religion.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Welcome back Junior Brother!"

Looking at the gradually boiling pool water, a trace of joy appeared on Jieyin's face.

"Welcome the teacher (uncle) back!"

The pharmacist, Maitreya and other disciples behind him also respectfully greeted him.

"puff!"

A ray of light sputtered from the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, and Zhunti's figure floated out.

"Junior brother, you are tired!"

The reception is very clear, although the younger brother Zhunti has been resurrected, but his breath is extremely weak, as if he is dying.

"I've seen Senior Brother!"

Zhunti shook his head, showing no emotion on his face.

"Junior brother, you cultivate slowly, if you have anything to say, we will talk about it later!"

Looking at Zhunti's pale face, even if there were thousands of words in Jieyin's heart, they were suppressed.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, I will trouble my brother to run for me and ask Ren Zu for the promised innate treasure!"

Zhunti nodded and said to him.

"Okay, brother, let's take a trip to the Palace of Humanity!"

After receiving the introduction, it was such a truth, so he agreed.

The treasure can only be counted if it is in one's own hands.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong, wouldn't the junior brother die in vain?

"Thank you, brother!"

Seeing the acceptance and acceptance, Zhunti replied, and sank into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool to heal his wounds.

The last time he died, although he was resurrected by relying on the primordial spirit enshrined in the way of heaven, it also hurt Zhunti's vitality.

This time, at least one yuan will be needed to recover!

...

Wa Palace.

"Ok?"

Sensing the sympathy of heaven and earth, the sleeping Nüwa woke up.

Her divine sense scanned the world, and she knew who had fallen.

Zhunti saint, one of the two saints in the West.

"Good hearted and courageous!"

Nuwa's eyes stared beyond the chaos, where Zhunti fell.

Is it really worthwhile to die once for a congenital treasure?

Nuwa didn't know either.

"Ren Zu..."

Seeing Ren Zu in the Pure Heaven and Human Dao Palace through layers of obstacles, Nuwa frowned with a complicated expression on her face.

She has an indescribable feeling in her heart about this human race that she fabricated herself.

Since the rise of Human Ancestor, she has suffered several losses, and she has suffered unspeakable grievances.

It counts once when humanity descends, counts once when Tai Yi is captured, and counts once when Ren Zu is sanctified and has done a battle in chaos.

Add up, that's three times.

Not to mention the defeat at his hands, even the precious red hydrangea that was close to him was detained by Ren Zu.

The saint lost all face.

The most important thing is that she made up her mind to ignore the human race and bet her treasure on the monster race, but she got nothing.

Under the calamity of the Lich, the witch clan and the monster clan died together, and they withdrew from the prehistoric stage.

Even his older brother Fuxi died.

Now the sage's face has been lost, the treasure has been seized, and the elder brother has also died, and nothing has been obtained.

It can be said that one wrong move and the whole game is lost.

Sometimes, Nu Wa was thinking, if she had bet her treasure on the side of the human race, what would it be like now?

"I have to talk to Ren Zu..."

Before she knew it, Nu Wa's expression changed, and her gaze became firm.

...

Eight Views Palace.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

The Taiqing sage opened his eyes and withdrew his mind from the avenue.

Sensing Zhunti's death, he couldn't help shouting a slogan.

"Honghuang has been busy since then!"

Glancing in the direction of Mount Sumeru, Taiqing sighed.

This is Ren Zu's conspiracy!

Naked conspiracy!

It would be fine if the six sages of Heaven and Dao were united as one, but the key is that the six sages fought independently and could not unite at all.

Not to mention far away, Sanqing alone is also full of contradictions, how could it be possible to be of the same heart and one mind.

Zhunti took the lead in finding Renzu to lead him to die, obtained an innate treasure, and opened Pandora's box.

Under such circumstances, how could other saints watch the Western religion become stronger?

Originally, the four sages of the East stabilized the two sages of the West.

Now, this balance is broken.

How could the two sages of the West be reconciled after obtaining an innate treasure?

As for the Four Sages of the East, they were naturally unwilling to allow the West to rise, so they would naturally go to find Ren Zu.

Ever since, the six heavenly saints all fell into Ren Zu's scheme.

"Good strategy, good calculation!"

Thinking of this, Taiqing admired Ren Zu's strategy.

...

Jade Palace.

"Hmph, such a shameful thing, it's a shame for us saints!"

The sage Yuqing Yuanshi who was preaching to his disciples suddenly stopped, his face was livid, and he snorted coldly.

Unexpectedly, Saint Zhunti actually went to find Ren Zu.

For the sake of a mere innate treasure, he even ignored the saint's face.

Really not a son of man.

...

Biyou Palace.

The sage Tongtian of Shangqing suddenly stood up, staring straight at the direction of Mount Sumeru in a daze.

He also didn't expect that Zhunti would have such great determination to risk being deceived by Ren Zu and die once.

"Now let's see if Zhunti can get the innate treasure promised by Renzu..."

"If you can really get an innate treasure..."