Bamboo, emerald green, straight, particularly conspicuous in the moonlight.

Lord Heyi fell on the edge of the hot spring, his posture was still very elegant, and he was used to it since he was a child.

Li Chongran couldn't do it, he ran all the way.

The bamboo forest suddenly became very large, boundless, and the mist of the hot spring receded a lot, and Li Chongran still couldn't see the end.

"Childe, please stay. ”

The back of the goddess, like the bare back of a loach, was slippery, suddenly blocking Li Chongran's sight.

"Goddess, why bother, why bother?"

"Childe, I don't ask for much. ”

Li Chongran smiled bitterly, but his gaze still chose to fall on the goddess's upturned bare buttocks, which was more suitable for his current burning heart. Why is the skin of the female cultivator of the Transformation God Realm so crystal clear, it is more jade than mutton fat jade, he looked at it carefully, and swallowed his saliva.

The goddess mustered up her courage, turned around, stepped forward, and approached Li Chongran: "Childe, look, look, you still watch." If Childe can agree to my request, I will be Childe's person from now on. ”

"Goddess, let me ask, is the god of the Divine Domain really so poor?"

"Didn't Childe see it?" The goddess turned her beautiful body: "Childe inadvertently opened a door in the Divine Domain, and it happened to meet the poorest me, and I was unclothed. Two or three years earlier, I was also at the peak of my cultivation... It's really embarrassing, I wonder, there are so many exiled goddesses in the Summer Solstice Domain, you just happened to run into me?"

A glowing divine book came from Li Chongran's head, constantly flipping, and he also had a general understanding of the situation in the Divine Domain.

After the cultivator of the God Realm stepped into the Divine Domain, once he entered the Divine Domain, he could not cultivate to the door of death and only rely on his own strength, and there was absolutely no way to return to the mortal world. The Divine Domain God cultivators were divided into eight levels according to Qimen Dunjia, which were to rest and injured Du Jing's death.

It is completely different from the mortal record of the Divine Realm, after countless years of cultivation, assisted by pills, and transformed into the Divine Realm, he entered the Hugh Gate level.

Every three hundred and sixty years of reincarnation in the Divine Domain, it will crack by chance, and the gods who are also below the level of the Death Gate cannot pass through the cracks in the Divine Domain and return to the mortal world. But the gods who pass through the mortal world in this way are called reincarnation.

Cultivating to the door of death is a hurdle, and if you can't break through, you will fall into the pain that life is worse than death.

According to the twenty-four solar terms, the divine domain is divided into twenty-four domains, and each domain is controlled by a god cultivator who has broken the door of death, called the domain god, and the mortal realm transforms into a certain domain, and randomly obtains a piece of his cultivation territory in the domain.

There are not many resources in the Divine Domain, and many resources are sealed in the mortal world, or scattered somewhere in the mortal world. If a mortal cultivator obtains a lot of resources that can be used in the Divine Realm before transforming into a god, once he transforms into a god and enters the Divine Retirement Sect level, he will be the first divine cultivator in the twenty-four realms to woo him

The twenty-four domains rely on each other to fight for the resources of refining gods, and each time they fight, there is a high probability that the level of refining gods will be increased. Defeated and captured god cultivators will be locked in special shackles, take away the alchemy pill in their bodies, and be demoted to the first realm of Xiumen, called god slaves, and sent to the most barren place in the domain...

Li Chongran asked in astonishment, "I opened the Divine Domain?" This was something he never expected.

The goddess said very calmly: "The summer solstice domain, one of the most barren places. ”

"Poor?"

The goddess nodded and straightened her body: "Well, only this body is left to repay the kindness of the son." Can Childe still imagine being poorer?"

"It seems to make sense. Meet the poorest goddess, by chance. Say it, goddess, what a request, it seems that you can only rely on your body to repay your kindness. ”

"Childe, I am now a divine slave in the Summer Solstice Domain, can you help me take off the shackles on my hands and feet?"

When Li Chongran fiddled with the shackles of the goddess, the goddess looked less natural.

"Damn, the nine products refined by the Lang Evil Pavilion... Looks like it's been a bit old... The words on this shackle, the summer solstice domain morning and evening captured the summer domain Shangguan Ling'er... The goddess is Shangguan Ling'er of the Lixia Domain. The Lang Evil Pavilion is a cultivation item used in the mortal world, how can it be used in the Divine Domain?"

"You call this emblem the Lang Evil Pavilion, and the shackles I wear turned out to be the fragments of the sacrificial furnace of the Divine Domain..."

Li Chongran looked at the words on the goddess's anklet very carefully: "It's not the real Lang Evil Pavilion, this shackle is at least two or three thousand years old, and the logo is similar to the Lang Evil Pavilion, maybe there is some origin." ”

"Childe, have you seen enough of my feet?

"That's not necessary, I'm going out to find you a dress now, it will take a little time to unlock the lock, you are completely unclothed like this, it will make me burn and burn. ”

"Childe, what's your name?"

"Li Chongran!"

"Can you pick the lock?"

"Find some tools, Jiupin locks, you have to consume some energy. ”

"Li Gongzi, I pulled a thread on you, you can't escape. ”

Li Chongran raised his hand as he walked: "No." ”

When Li Chongran came out of the painting, it was as noisy as a vegetable market, and the sound of shouting and bidding immediately disappeared for a moment, and everyone surrounded Li Chongran and asked, "Master Hou, you didn't bring chickens?"

"That's a chick..."

"I went in and brought God, but you want to bring chickens?"

"God, bring out all the chickens..."

Li Chongran wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Try your best, I want a set of women's clothes, eight or nine grade rune paper..."

"Husband, women's clothes?" Zhang Juan took Li Chongran's arm and said, "What happened, Lan Gongzi?"

Lan Gongzi ran in the bamboo forest with the goddess's dress, hey, he accidentally fell into the dung pit, and he took a bath in the hot spring. As for me, come out and get a dress for the goddess, otherwise she will be embarrassed to come out! As for the chicken, the chick, what is that?"

"Virtuous son-in-law, look, this is it..."Old man Zhang was holding a fifty-pound phoenix chick, still looking like a chicken, shaking in front of Li Chongran's eyes.

"Oh mom, I'll go, why are the chickens so strong? It's the chickens in the yard?"

"yes, phoenix chicks, good things..."

At this time, Zhang Juan handed a storage bag to Li Chongran: "Husband, there are a hundred different types of dresses in it, I don't know the goddess's preferences, please choose by herself." There is no eight- or nine-grade rune paper, and the highest grade of Lang Evil Pavilion refining is only six..."

That's right, the rune paper, the extremely high-grade rune paper is refined by the rune master himself, I almost forgot, Li Chongran is thinking about how to get the eighth or ninth grade rune paper, without this thing, let alone the lock of the goddess.

The State Supervision Department touched his beard, looked at the picture scroll and said, "Master Hou, you still have a picture scroll, the picture scroll of the Absolute Dust Building should have the same effect as the eighth or ninth grade rune paper..."

"Thank you for your advice. It's a pity that there is no more, I'll find another way..."Li Chongran entered the painting again.

He entered like this, my strength should be more than enough, and the State Supervision Department is ready to move...

Among the people, there were many guests with high cultivation, who couldn't bear it for a long time, and rushed into the painting in a swarm, grabbing chickens, including the little viscount Wang Su...

Seeing this scene, the State Supervision Department could no longer bear it, put down his high-minded appearance, and joined the chicken competition.

There was a loud bang, and the roof of the hall was torn over.

The rest of the guests used their defenses to block the damage of the explosion.

Before the dust cleared, someone cried out: "My cultivation, my cultivation..."

Some people are depressed, "I have become an alchemist..."

"I'm wasted..."Viscount Xiaocang Wang Su had his hair scattered, his eyes were numerous, dragging heavy steps, and he walked aimlessly: "I have become a waste... I became the waste material of the Wang family. I'm a genius cultivator, why did I turn into waste all of a sudden..."

In the palace of King Qin, King Qin paced for too long, hungry in his stomach, so people sent snacks and ginseng tea.

"Huh... Retribution, King... The eunuch entered the palace with a strange expression.

King Qin saw it in his eyes and said angrily: "What are you panicking, the widow has been on the battlefield for a long time." ”

"The king, all the guests rushed to grab the chickens, and the State Supervision Department and the Viscount Wang Su also joined..."

"Needless to say, it must be the outnumbered State Inspectorate who comes out on top. ”

"It's scrapped, it's all scrapped. Boom, big king, just boom, all the cultivators who snatched the chicken became first-grade cultivators..."

King Qin, who was drinking ginseng tea, heard it, and the ginseng tea was all sprinkled on his robe: ", why are you still stunned, and the painting is state-owned." It's really a big baby, waiting for other vassal states to cut the land and cut the city in exchange, the territory of the widow... How much money does the treasury have, one-third of the expenditure is given to the Marquis of Bishui Ting, and the rest is written with an IOU. According to the valuation calculated by the palace accountants... The widow is also principled. ”