I have the strongest merit system

After resting for a long time, Wei Yang finally recovered.

I got up slowly and looked around. This is a garden pond.

I was wet all over, obviously I fell into the water before and almost drowned.

Based on the few words heard.

I'm afraid that falling into the water is not simply falling into the water.

But these are not important, nothing is more important than being alive.

After walking to the nearby stone pavilion and taking a seat, Wei Yang closed his eyes and began to examine himself.

This check.

Wei Yang was shocked.

Because I am obviously in a state of seizing the house!

This body, and some fragmented memories, were absorbed by Wei Yang, and he figured out his current state.

At the age of 12, my concubine gave birth to a son, and his mother died of illness. He was also named Wei Yang. The Wei family he belonged to was a big family in Dongyang County.

This body is often bullied.

This time, he was deliberately pushed into the pond and drowned directly, allowing himself to take advantage.

Perhaps, the false body cannot be independent at all, similar to the state of the soul, it needs a real physical body for sustenance.

It doesn't matter, at least he survived.

What Wei Yang cares more about is his own strength.

As Hongmeng's top boss.

If you come to the real world and have to start from scratch, it would be too fucked.

After a moment of perception, Wei Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

This body also cultivates, but it is obvious that the talent is not good, or the method of cultivation is too common, and there are no resources, and the strength and cultivation base are basically negligible.

Although I have already lost everything given by the system.

But the inheritance from Chunyang Palace has been preserved.

In the body, there is hidden a large amount of original power that I collected in another world.

It only needs to slowly integrate and digest, and it is estimated that it will be fully integrated within three to five years.

The level of practice in this world is somewhat different from that of Hongmeng.

They are Real Qi Realm, True Yuan Realm, Golden Core Realm, Primordial Spirit Realm, Celestial Realm, Immortal Realm, and Saint Realm.

In fact, the name is different, but the practice process is similar.

Reaching the realm of heaven and man is basically equivalent to an earth immortal, and the power of cultivation is the power of immortals.

The original power in Wei Yang's body, after being fully integrated, is at least in the realm of heaven and man.

It's just that the heaven and man realm in this world is not that after becoming a fairy, you can live forever and see forever, and it also has a lifespan limit.

Reaching the Yuanshen Realm, one can live for a thousand years.

Heaven and Human Realm 3000 years.

Ten thousand years in the fairyland.

The lifespan of a saint is more than ten thousand years. As for how many there are, it depends on one's own situation. It is said that the longest living saint has a life span of more than 10 years.

Above the saint level, it is still detached, but that is the existence of legends.

Even in the inheritance information that the man in white gave Wei Yang, it was only heard or heard, but never seen.

Compared with Hongmeng.

This is obviously not like the real world, and there is no actual record of eternal existence, so what kind of person is a practitioner.

But honestly, that makes sense.

After all, longevity is not so easy.

The illusory longevity is like a dream, and you may wake up from the dream at any time.

Now, the original power is still there, and there is no need to worry about cultivation for the time being. Next, it only needs to keep a low profile for a few years, and then it will be a big boss, and even in the whole world, it cannot be regarded as a weak person.

At least, in memory, the Wei family that this person belongs to, the most powerful ancestor of the Wei family, is only in the realm of Yin God in Yuanshen Realm.

And this is already a big boss with a radius of thousands of miles in Dongyang County.

However, Wei Yang always felt that something was missing.

After thinking for a while, Wei Yang tentatively asked: "System, I want to draw a lottery, one lottery on Dao."

"Ding: Do you want to raise?"

An abrupt, familiar voice sounded in my mind.

Wei Yang was startled suddenly.

what's the situation?

Why is the system still there?

Could it be that my smuggling failed and I am still in Hongmeng?

Impossible, the child's memory cannot be false.

What about this system?

Wei Yang was stunned.

After all, the avatars that have accumulated all the merits and virtues of the Dao have been consumed before leaving, and now there are more than 1000 points left.

I thought it was fake, so I didn't care.

Wei Yang can't understand that there is still a lottery draw now.

at the same time.

In a mountain full of ingenuity, a million miles away from Dongyang County, there are many palaces and palaces here, resplendent and magnificent.

In a valley with a beautiful environment deep in the mountains and rivers, there is a pool.

The pool is colorful and beautiful, and it is filled with Taoism and contains infinite vitality.

In this pool, there was originally a lotus flower in full bloom.

But at this moment, the lotus has dried up, lifeless, lifeless, as if dead.

Beside the pool, there were a few white-haired old men looking at the lotus with distorted expressions.

One of the old men in brocade clothes with white beard and hair and a face like a crown of jade even shouted out of composure: "Impossible, how is this possible, is it too imaginary to refine the fake into the real Jade Liquid Pond's spirit? Where did its spirit go?" ?”

"Eldest brother, could it be that something went wrong?" an old man asked weakly.

"Fart, you're wrong, it's not wrong."

"What now?"

"I know what to do? As I said a long time ago, the source of the Divine Pond has been consumed for so many years. It is not suitable to regenerate it again. We must let nature take its course. Not only will the Divine Pond be restored, but the magic medicine born will also have better effects."

"It's all right now, the magic medicine has not been produced, and the spirit of Shenchi is gone, what do you think should be done?" The old man in brocade clothes glared at a group of old men, angrily.

A group of old men were silent and speechless.

Say something unkind.

Their sect relies on the existence of Shenchi to obtain supreme glory.

Although the birth of magic medicine in Shenchi is not timed, the birth of magic medicine is also different.

But every time a magic medicine is born, it can bring them countless resources and glory.

Now, Shenchi is as if dead. After this, can the magic medicine be born?

Will we disband?

"No one is allowed to spread this matter, but if the news of the problem with Fanshenchi appears to the outside world, none of you will live."

Thinking of something, the old man in brocade clothes suddenly opened his mouth, threatening every word.

The old men quickly responded that they did not dare.

Afterwards, an old man said: "Brother, now that there is a problem with the Shenchi Lake, what should we do with the magic medicine ordered by Master Xuandu? He has already paid a deposit, and it is almost spent now."

The old man in brocade clothes darkened his face: "Get out, go to the Sutra Pavilion and look through the patriarch's classics to see if such a situation has happened before. We must find a solution before the problem of Shenchi is exposed."

"Yes, Big Brother."

A group of old men hurriedly led away.

Wait for them to go.

The brocade-clothed old man's face darkened, and he sighed, "Could it be that the Shenchi is really used up?"

A long time ago, he felt uneasy, always feeling that something might happen to Shenchi, but he didn't know where it would happen, and thought that someone would come to snatch it.

So I called a few teachers and brothers over and waited for them.

The result is good.

Without foreign enemies, Shenchi went on strike by himself!

If the spirit of the Shenchi cannot be retrieved, their sect, which relies on the existence of the Shenchi, is afraid that it will fall apart in an instant.

"Hmph, the Shenchi was discovered by my ancestors. This is something that belongs to my family. If your spirit really doesn't exist, then I will dig you away and treat you as a family heirloom. This sect doesn't matter."

The old man in brocade clothes was thinking about his own thoughts.