My immortal cultivation game has come true

A full nine trillion incense sticks.

After more than 120 days of practice, it was finally used up.

"Huh~"

Xuan Qing opened his eyes.

His mind moved.

"Open the character panel!"

[Name]: Xuan Qing

[Constitution]: Chaos Merit Holy Body.

[Rank]: Taichu Daoist Master

[Cultivation]: Heaven-Swallowing Tree Seedling (32%)

[Skill]: Heaven-Swallowing Holy Skill

[Magic Power]: One Dust to Suppress the Heaven (Perfect)

[Ingot]: 162.2 billion

In the cultivation column on the character panel, the progress of the cultivation of Heaven-Swallowing Holy Skill has increased from the original 20% to 32% of the seedling stage.

"A planet like this can increase the progress by 20%. I have already absorbed 12% on Jupiter."

"With another 600 billion treasures, I can go to Jupiter to completely devour and refine!"

Xuan Qing looked at the azure blue water blue star in the distance, thinking in his heart that he didn't know how many incense ingots he had accumulated in the past 120 days.

So now I will go back to the water blue star to collect the incense ingots, and then continue to practice!

Here is his mind.

His figure turned into starlight dots in the sky and disappeared beside the teleportation array of Jupiter. When he appeared again, he had returned to the azure blue planet.

Water blue star.

The space in the inner courtyard of Qingping Mountain was rippling, and the figure of a Taoist slowly appeared. It was Xuan Qing who came from Jupiter.

"Swallowing Heaven Holy Art!"

After returning to the water blue star.

Xuan Qing immediately activated the "Swallowing Heaven Holy Art", and the third eye on his forehead opened, and the seedling of the swallowing tree inside emerged.

Compared with the previous 20%, now 32% of the swallowing tree seedlings have reached a certain scale, completely different from the weak seedlings at the beginning.

"Gather!" Xuan Qing shouted.

The swallowing tree seedlings in the sky eye burst into light, and instantly gathered all the incense on the blue water planet.

It is worth mentioning.

After he knew that the moon was full of the lifelong resentment of the little black guys, he absorbed the incense this time and directly blocked the incense on the moon.

Then.

His soul came out of his body and enveloped all the incense.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that so many incense in this incense were born from the west."

Xuan Qing unexpectedly discovered that the incense from the west contained in this incense was more than ten times more than the previous few times!

It seems that the Taiji Hall used the influence of the Great Yan Federation to implement the same writing and pronunciation in the west, as well as promote Taoism and open branch temples, and achieved great results.

"Recharge!"

[Ding + 3.7 trillion yuan treasure! 】

Listening to the prompt sound in his mind...

Xuan Qing smiled slightly. The amount of incense this time was much more than he expected.

He practiced in seclusion on Jupiter for 120 days, and Shuilanxing had accumulated more than 3.7 trillion yuan.

If calculated in this way, wouldn't it mean that the income from incense per day has increased to 31 billion per day!

"Even if the daily income does not increase in the future, according to the current income, it will only take two months at most to collect the remaining incense!"

He has swallowed up most of Jupiter's origin, and only 6 trillion yuan of treasures are needed to completely swallow and refine it.

Now that more than 3.7 trillion have been harvested, more than 2.2 trillion will be needed.

"Continue to go back and practice. After consuming more than 3 trillion yuan of treasures, wait for a month or so, and the remaining yuan should be collected."

That's it.

Counting the previous 100 billion

Xuan Qing carried more than 3.8 trillion and returned to Jupiter for seclusion again.

As for the affairs of the secular world, there are a group of subordinates to deal with them, so he doesn't need to worry about them at all.

For Xuanqing, all he has to do is to practice well and solve the mysterious creature on the sun.

On the other side.

In the game world, the Peacock Dynasty of Xiniu Hezhou.

After Tang Xuanzang took office as the national teacher of the Peacock Dynasty, he did not make drastic reforms right away.

He spent a full six months to understand everything from the power center of the court to the local tyrants and gentry.

But with a deeper understanding.

Tang Xuanzang was more and more frightened.

It was originally thought that the Peacock Dynasty at the foot of Lingshan Mountain had been influenced by the Buddha for many years. Even if it could not be compared with the Black Wind Kingdom, it should definitely not be worse than the Tang Empire.

However.

The result was disappointing.

At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, which advocates equality for all, the Peacock Dynasty clearly divides people into several levels.

The upper-class people are born at the end of Rome and control the life and death of the lower castes.

The low-caste people at the bottom of the society were even lower in status than a donkey in the Tang Empire. It was considered a compliment to call them cattle and horses. At least in the Tang Empire, killing cattle would lead to imprisonment, but killing a low-caste person would not be punished at all.

At this moment.

Tang Xuanzang was in the study room of the Imperial Master's Mansion, looking out the window at the sunset outside, which was as golden as the Buddha's light.

What was ridiculous was that under the Buddha's light, there was a bloody country like a beast.

"Monks are compassionate, how can I watch these people live in such a hot and humid environment!"

Tang Xuanzang gritted his teeth.

Then.

He looked at Sun Wukong beside him and said in a serious tone: "Wukong, I plan to start with land reform, starting from the peasant class!"

As soon as these words came out.

Sun Wukong, who was leisurely eating peaches, was slightly startled, and then asked uncertainly:

"Master, I heard it right, you are going to distribute land in this wild land?"

For Sun Wukong, after seeing the situation in the Black Wind Kingdom, looking at the so-called Peacock Dynasty again is really like looking at a wild land.

Even.

Sun Wukong felt in his heart that these people living in the Peacock Dynasty might not be as happy as his own robes in the Flower and Fruit Mountain.

At least they monkeys only eat peaches, not the silly roe deer, at most they are bored, teasing the silly roe deer, but they will not take the other's life.

"We have to give it a try!"

Tang Xuanzang's eyes were firm.

How could he not know the situation of the Maurya Dynasty? But as a monk, he should be compassionate. This sentence is not just a superficial statement, but a real action.

"Good!"

Sun Wukong nodded. He did not continue to comfort his master, but simply replied with a good word.

That's it.

A huge land redistribution in the Maurya Dynasty was implemented by Tang Xuanzang, the national teacher.

At the beginning.

No one believed it, thinking that Tang Xuanzang, the national teacher, was crazy. The Maurya King did not believe it, and the people of the dawn below did not believe it.

But gradually, when Tang Xuanzang successfully rescued a village and distributed the high-caste land in it to ordinary people of low castes.

It was boiling.

Everyone was boiling. At this time, they realized that the national teacher of the Maurya Kingdom was actually serious.

More and more low-caste people followed Tang Xuanzang and became excited. They did not want to be animals, they also wanted to be human beings.

It would have been fine if there was no hope before, but now there is a national master, and a national master who came down from Lingshan Mountain. How could they not seize this hard-won opportunity?

Just like that.

More and more people followed Tang Xuanzang, watching those high-caste masters who used to be high above, but were no different from ants in front of the national master, especially in front of the national master's apprentice, and their hearts were like chicken blood.

"Kill Posuo, seize the land, and never be a slave again!" The lowest-level Yaksha castes picked up hoes and rakes.

They followed their national master to carry out this mighty change.

However.

These ordinary people who had finally gathered together were like chickens and pottery dogs in front of the monks of the Maurya Dynasty.

Facing the monks who were invulnerable to swords and guns, how could these people carrying ordinary farm tools be opponents.

The people suffered heavy casualties and ran to Tang Xuanzang.

"Master Xuanzang, what should we do? Those monks are invulnerable. We are just the lowest level Yakshas with only hoes and sickles in our hands."

"Yes, Master, please think of a solution!"

"Master, I don't want to die. What should I do? What should I do?"

Faced with the questions of these people.

Tang Xuanzang was a little at a loss.

He didn't expect that those high-caste gentry actually had the help of invulnerable demon monks.

"Wukong, you."

Aside.

Without waiting for his master to finish, Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "I am a cultivator and cannot attack ordinary mortals."

"Give up. Although you came down from Lingshan Mountain, the Peacock King can no longer attack you openly, but he can attack these ordinary people."

"It is obvious that these invulnerable monks must have been supported by the Peacock King to those gentry, and their purpose is to strike down your arrogance."

Tang Xuanzang closed his eyes in pain. Just when he wanted to continue to say something, he heard his disciple Sun Wukong's consolation.

"Master, in my opinion, the Peacock Dynasty is rotten. Even if you change it for a while, you can't change it forever!"

"At that time, you and I can leave, but these people will be liquidated one by one. Only these people will suffer."

Sun Wukong pointed to the people with panic and confusion on their faces.

Seeing this.

Tang Xuanzang was stunned.

He stared at the confused and helpless people, and a string in his heart seemed to break, and he seemed to understand something.

Yes.

If he continued, he, the so-called national teacher, would be fine, but the people would be miserable, and there would be no hope of survival.

Inexplicably.

A memory emerged in Tang Xuanzang's mind.

At that time, he was listening to the ideological class of instructor Daoxuan. There was a sentence in it, which sounded insignificant at the time, but now it is extremely sad when thinking about it.

Instructor Daoxuan said that where the truth is, it is where your troops point!

He is like this now. No matter how many ideas he has in his mind and how compassionate his heart is, he has no power in his hands.

In the end, he can only end up letting the people sacrifice in vain and bleed in vain!

"Wukong."

"Hmm?"

"Let's... go!"

"Okay!"

Sun Wukong did not ask his master where he was going, because the master and apprentice had discussed it in advance when they left the Black Wind Country.

Once they go to Lingshan to learn scriptures and find that Mahayana Buddhism cannot save the world, it is time for them to return to the Black Wind Kingdom.

Outside.

Zhu Bajie was lying on a rocking chair and rocking slightly, with a pair of big ears like cattail leaf fan hanging on his head, blocking the sun.

A breeze blew by.

"Hmph~ It's Junior Brother Sha, are you done?" Zhu Bajie said angrily without opening his eyes or even moving the ears covering his head.

"Yeah~"

Monk Sha held a bundle of exquisite fodder in his hand and said cheerfully: "Second Senior Brother, you are not unaware that I am used to feeding the white dragon horse, and the servants in the house cannot take care of it."

It is worth mentioning.

Although the White Dragon Horse is from the Dragon Clan, it was sealed by Guanyin. It still has all its defenses, but its magical powers are gone. It is just like a real mortal horse and even has to eat grass for a living!

"Where's Master? Did you go out to give a speech to appeal to the people again today?" Monk Sha asked casually while combing the fodder in his hands.

"I don't know. I've been muttering in the room with Brother Monkey all morning, and this mysterious guy doesn't know what he's going to do!"

As he said this, Zhu Bajie let out an exclamation.

"Ouch~"

It turned out that this idiot turned over and rolled from the recliner to the ground. He was caught off guard and fell into the mud.

The two of them didn't know it yet.

Their master Tang Xuanzang was inside with Sun Wukong, plotting how to escape from the Maurya Dynasty and return to Black Wind Mountain.

Two days later.

Monk Sha prepared to feed the white dragon horse as usual, but was suddenly stopped by Sun Wukong.

"Come back, Junior Brother Sha!" Sun Wukong waved.

"What's wrong, Brother Monkey?"

"I have discussed it with Master, and we will do it in a while. Then you don't have to worry about me, Sun, or Master."

Sun Wukong's eyes were shining brightly, and he ordered in a solemn voice: "As for Bajie idiot, you can explain to him afterwards. I'm sure the Tathagata won't embarrass you."

Hear these words.

Monk Sha stirred up a storm in his heart.

"Elder brother, you are crazy, this trip to the west is..."

"Ha~"

Sun Wukong sneered and said nonchalantly: "I don't care what he does. If the master wants to return to the Black Wind Kingdom, I will send him back to the Black Wind Kingdom!"

He knew that once he did this, the entire Lingshan Mountain would probably not let him go, Sun Wukong and Tang Xuanzang.

After all, seeing that the journey to the west has come to an end, how can the other party let the duck fly like this?

"Okay."

Monk Sha hesitated slightly, looked at the other party deeply with a complicated expression, and then continued to collect fodder for the white dragon horse as if he didn't know anything.

This way.

real world.

Xuan Qing, who is practicing on Jupiter, does not know that...in that game world, something that will shock the three worlds is about to happen.