White Head Demon Master

Talents are given by God. Some people are inherently strong, and some are inherently weak. The food and exercise in daily life can change part of it, and can also slow down the weakness of one's innate aura, but it can never exceed that limit, just like a previous life. The vast majority of people are practicing to the death, and it is impossible to break the limit of 100 meters and ten seconds, because this possibility is exceeded.

But now this Heavenly Dao merit spectrum can change this.

He consumed 300 points of merit and directly increased Fangcun's innate energy by three percent.

Only this three centimetres went from ten seconds to within ten seconds.

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"One hundred merits can increase one percent of innate energy..."

Fang Cun closed his eyes slightly, and slowly calculated in his heart: "Then if I use all these merits to enhance innate energy..."

If you still have 2,700 chanting merits, you can also raise 27% of your innate thoughts.

In this way, his innate aura has become three inches twenty eight, even in the Baixiang Academy, it is considered top.

Fang Cun let out a deep breath, he suppressed the thought.

He didn’t know what the Fang family’s external environment was like when his brother had just passed away, so he didn’t dare to mention it too quickly. He was worried that someone would find himself like a different person overnight, so he could only In the rest of the time, I began to practice martial arts every day, and then in the process, I gradually increased my innate aura, which looked like physical recovery.

After all, as a young person, you are usually lazy, addicted to wine, and your innate aura will wilt.

But by tempering the body and removing the bad habits, it will return to the original.

This, in the eyes of outsiders, would seem to be a very normal... Uh, a relatively normal thing!

At this time, what is more important is actually the magical effect of this heavenly path of merit.

He can show his usual merits of killing demons and slaying demons, and can even use merits to enhance innate energy.

Then if I continue to slay demons and demons, will I be able to continuously gain merits and continuously improve innate energy?

When one's innate aura reaches the limit of an ordinary person's three inches, three minutes and three centimeters, or even exceeds one foot, surpasses one zhang, or even directly reaches thirty-three zhang, three hundred and thirty zhang, then what will you become? Look like?

Five good youths from Nemesis?

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Fang Cun muttered secretly, suppressing unreliable thoughts in his heart.

"Compared to this, I should be more concerned about another issue..."

Judging from the merits that you can use to transform your innate qi at the moment, it seems that they all come from the monsters that you have eliminated before. That is to say, if you want to gain more merits, you must always kill those who are evil. Demons and ghosts in the world?

He felt slightly dumbfounded, then didn't he embark on the old brother's path?

In this world where there is no room for a good person, you want me to be a good person?

How is this different from forcing people to be fools?

Wicked!

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On the Longji **** in the south of the city, the eldest son of the Fang family and the immortal master Fang Chi of the Great Xia are buried.

Now that the rumors of the death of the Fang family came to Liuhu City, seven days have passed, and in these seven days, this matter has spread throughout Liuhu City and even the surrounding states and counties. Further speaking, perhaps outside of Liuhu City, this news has already spread throughout the entire Daxia region, and even several other dynasties outside Daxia.

The Master Fang family didn’t know how much the incident had affected. He only knew that his own child was gone, and the white-haired person gave the black-haired person away. Apart from grief, he could only arrange the funeral, but Fang Chi was perished in the Evernight Wasteland. The capital of the corpse was not left, so what was buried in the Fang family mausoleum at this time was just a robe and a wooden horse worn by the eldest son of the Fang family when he was a child.

Fang Chi leaves home when young, gathers less and leaves more, and there is not much of him at home.

The clan tomb was bought by the Fang family a few years ago. Xiangyangbeishan is a good place, but at first the father of the Fang family thought that the first person buried here would be himself, but he did not expect that he would be affected by his rival. The son got ahead...

The weather was gloomy, and soon there was a drizzle and spring thunders.

Although only one party was buried, there were still countless people who came to mourn.

Not only the masters of the various families in this city, but also the famous casual practitioners inside and outside the city, and those who have been favored by the Fang family. Even the Baixiang Academy also came to the master and three of the four major teachers, and more than a dozen teachers. And dozens of officials from Liuhu City’s guards, aides, and spirit generals also came, all clustered in front of the mausoleum, standing quietly in the rain, waiting to send this cloak into the tomb...

They have waited for half an hour and have not been buried yet.

The others didn't have any reminders, they just waited honestly.

Because at this time, they were all waiting for the messenger in the fairy hall to come to offer condolences to the little fairy teacher Fang Chi.

According to the ancient rules, when the immortal is perished, the elder who is detached from the world will also give decree for comfort.

Fang Chi Xiao Xian Chi, had entered the Seven Kings Immortal Hall before he was alive. In this Great Xia Dynasty, he was already a great figure beyond the world. Naturally, the Immortal Hall should have messengers to come to express condolences, and it is even possible for the emperor to drop his will to express condolences. , And this front home, has also received news, there is indeed an immortal envoy on the way, now can not wait for the immortal envoy, naturally dare not enter the grave.

After waiting for a long time, there was no sign of anything under the mountain.

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"His Royal Highness, it's time to leave..."

And ten miles away at this time, there was a party of ceremonial guards that was stuck beside the pavilion on the side of the road. A team of three or four hundred waiters was waiting. Some of them held the Immortal Emperor in their hands. Some of the burial objects given were hand-held lanterns for the soul, some held white flowers, and some held the scent of requiem. The specifications were so high that they were even close to the palace of condolences.

But the honor guard of this party is only one step away from the tomb, but they all stop here.

In the pavilion, there is a young man with a golden crown, a yellow robe, and a white belt on his arm. He is sitting on a stone bench. The table is full of fresh fruits. He is lazily sent to the entrance by the maid. While playing with the maid.

And beside him, there was a chubby waiter in a blue robe, whispering persuasion: "His Royal Highness, on the order of the emperor, come to deliver the decree, and send the square-foot little fairy master a ride. You should not delay the time. Yes, even though it is just a cloak, it is also the attitude of our Immortal Palace. This is exactly what Xiang Fang's family, to this Liuhu, to the people of the world, show our Immortal Palace's majesty and cherish talent..."

"What are you in a hurry? Didn't you see it raining? Are you afraid of getting me wet?"

The young man was impatient at hearing, turned his head and glared at the fat servant.

The servant turned his head and looked outside the pavilion. It was like a misty drizzle, feeling a little helpless. He bowed and whispered: "His immortal body is delicate, so naturally you can't be drenched. Old slaves can take action. Dispelled the cloud for your Highness..."

"Going through clouds and raining, it is the movement of heaven, how can you old slave be so bold and dare to do it indiscriminately?"

The young man glared at him instead, and said: "This king is not in a hurry, just hide!"

The waiter's face had become a bit awkward, and he thought a little bit before embarrassed: "His Royal Highness, Immortal Fang Chi is still waiting..."

"Wow..."

The young man suddenly became angry and swept all the fruits and vegetables on the case on the ground. Everyone in the pavilion was shocked and knelt down.

"Then let him wait!"

The young man's expression turned extremely gloomy: "I dare not let him wait while he is alive. Is he still not willing to wait when he is dead?"

The attendant bowed, afraid to answer.

"Although he is dead, Mo Yi has forgotten what he did to me in the first place..."

There was a deep hatred on the young man’s face, he almost gritted his teeth and said: "He is a dog raised in my fairy palace, but he always likes to teach his master how to do it. He is originally a mud like Liuhu. The wild grass that grows in it always looks ridiculous as it wants to bring rain and dew gifts to this world. I should be the person he supports and serves the most, but he only knows to reprimand me..."

"Such a person deserves to die in the Eternal Night Wasteland, and deserves to be watched by the people of this world!"

However, he is the teacher of His Highness after all...

The servant looked at the young man's anger that was close to the distorted face, and said carefully: "The reward for the Fang family..."

"You mean the Nine Qi Nine Turns Dao Wonderful Life Pill that the Emperor Gongfu took from the sky and gave it to the Fang family's survivor?"

The young man turned his head to look at the servant, and chuckled: "I heard that he was dead. My father made a special trip to come from outside the sky. The devil in the pressured realm ignored him and wanted to go into the wasteland to find his corpse. Death, the Ascended Dao Female Venerable destroyed the three demon mountains in a rage. Hearing that he was dead, the eldest brother broke into the Demon Lake and let go... Hehe, each of them actually didn't like this person. But I have to pretend to be incomparably heartbroken, as if such a wild dog is dead, and the sky in Daxia is about to collapse..."

There was silence around, no one dared to answer his words.

As the young man was talking, his face was already extremely gloomy, and he suddenly said, "Come here!"

The guards and servants around him looked at each other. After hesitating for a while, someone came between the ranks and opened the lid of the copper cauldron before driving the copper cauldron on the purple gold boat. He took out a small purple box from it and held it in both hands. Sent to him.

The young man opened the purple box and saw that there was a scarlet white pill inside.

With a strong medicinal fragrance, the vegetation around this pavilion seemed to have more vitality for an instant, and it was green and shiny.

Everyone looked at the pill, their expressions moved slightly, and they were all a little moved.

"Even the children of the Immortal Palace need to make meritorious deeds to get the rewarded Dao Miaosheng Pill, just give it to his family?"

The young man gently took the pill in his hand, played with his fingers, and gradually showed a playful smile on his face. Suddenly, he lightly "ohhhhhh", five fingers and one loosen, the Blessed Pill The medicine suddenly rolled on the ground, covered with mud.

The people around were shocked and wanted to pick it up in a hurry, but didn't dare.

Also at this moment, the waiter beside the young man, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com was holding a curly-haired dog in his arms, but he sniffed, his eyes widened, and suddenly struggling to jump out of her embrace, rushing to the ground impatiently, and swallowing the pill in one mouthful Go down.

"This……"

Both the old housekeeper and the guards of honor were taken aback, and then everyone lowered their heads and pretended not to see.

"As my teacher, he only knows to be right with me. Now he still wants me to send pills to his family?"

The young man looked at this scene, but suddenly burst into laughter, with a refreshing laugh: "It's better to give it to a dog than to give it to him!"

The waiter's face gradually turned down, and he stopped trying to persuade.

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So, in the misty drizzle, everyone can only wait.

Including the dead square feet, because the will of the immortal palace has not yet arrived, he can only wait and not enter the soil.