This time, Zhang Sheng believed Pu Shulun.

There is a saying in the cultivation realm that oaths are bound, but it is ineffective against high-level monks, because they are too powerful, and the power of breaking the oath can be easily suppressed by them. So Zhang Sheng didn't believe Pu Shulun before.

But if he swears by his idol, that's a different story.

Of course, if Pu Shulun is a bastard who doesn't believe his word and treats lying as a piece of food, Zhang Sheng must also believe it.

Because he had to believe.

The law backlash exists, but that merit tablet has the power to circumvent the heavens, so Pu Shulun dares to use spells.

The problem is that this is the result of a transaction between Pu Shulun and the merit monument, so every time the merit monument is sold, Pu Shulun will pay a huge price.

Pu Shulun didn't say, but judging from his sad and indignant expression, it must have been very heavy.

As Pu Shulun said, cultivators who can activate and possess merit tablets are indeed not the only ones. For example, as a messenger of saints, he accidentally activated the merit tablet.

Just as he was ecstatic and ready to make a big difference, he found himself in a huge pit.

"I do need to be trained, but I definitely don't want to be a beggar, you know? Pu Shulun complained with tears in his eyes.

"Then, you want to throw this pot at me, but you are afraid that I will not agree, so your mentality is unbalanced, your IQ is offline, and you make so many moths. Zhang Sheng was not surprised by Pu Shulun's confession at all, because he was obviously fearless.

"You don't know how badly I was beaten by it...... Anyway, you'll be able to understand it in a while. Pu Shulun couldn't help but burst into tears at the thought of finally getting rid of this dark life.

"Have you ever heard that people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death?" Zhang Sheng threatened.

Pu Shulun said for a long time: "I have heard it, but you will not die, you dare not die." I promise you, if you don't recognize the Lord's merit monument, I will definitely torture and kill this goddess in your heart, and if it is not enough, I will go to Qufeng and Xinyuan. ”

"Are you worthy of your idol?" Zhang Sheng wanted to say ruthlessly, but he had to give in, because he clearly felt Pu Shulun's determination.

This is a powerful monk who was forced to a nervous breakdown by the merit monument, and he even did something to commit suicide, and what else did he dare not do.

"I have a clear conscience, do you understand? Lao Tzu is benefiting you! I am especially blessed to suffer this broken monument, it may not be that you can't do it, after all, there are still forty-seven precedents, right?" Pu Shulun gritted his teeth and said.

Zhang Sheng thinks this picture is really weird.

As long as the news is leaked, a merit monument will be frantically snatched by the entire cultivation world, which has become Pu Shulun's magic barrier, and it has also become a hot potato that he avoids.

What's even more weird is that Pu Shulun told him all the strange functions of this merit tablet word for word, and then asked him to voluntarily jump into the fire pit!

"This broken monument is cheap in this place, and you have to be willing to accept it from the bottom of your heart before it can be successfully transferred. Pu Shulun explained, "However, this function has never been activated, because for countless years, only a fool like you has been given the opportunity to become a saint!"

No wonder you are so powerful, but you don't dare to force Lao Tzu to put a handprint on it. However, now that you are taking hostages to threaten Lao Tzu, how can Lao Tzu be voluntary?

"You don't have to worry about this, it's nothing more than paralyzing yourself, and then you even believe in yourself. After all, rules are dead, but we are alive. Pu Shulun gave him a fulcrum.

"And then? I said cruelly, Lao Tzu confessed this monument, and as a result, you still have to attack Comrade Ai......" Zhang Sheng said coldly.

"Don't call Comrade Ai, blame the unkind, call her Fengli. Pu Shulun began to play with his obscenity again.

Zhang Sheng stared at Pu Shulun without blinking: "What I call her is my business." The surname Pu, don't push me to be anxious, this policewoman has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, I just helped her out of gratitude. In fact, this grace has already been paid off in the explosion just now. ”

"You, once I jumped out of the magic barrier of the merit monument, I found that you were only twenty-one years old, and you were really too tender. Just pay a little attention, and the fool will understand that you like her!"

"I'm Nima!" Zhang Sheng frantically pounced on Pu Shulun as if he had been stung, but the power projected from nowhere pressed him to the chair, and he couldn't even move a single hair.

Pu Shulun patted him on the shoulder: "You are a prisoner, she is a policeman, you think you don't deserve to like her, but liking this kind of thing has nothing to do with whether you are worthy or not, right?"

"Xiao Zhang, if I can't grasp your point, how can I tell you everything? Since I dare to tell you, you should know my determination. You're suspicious of anything I say anyway, so I don't bother to play with you. ”

"Now you are meat on the chopping board. This monument of merit is clearly a pit, and you must jump. Even if I regret it, you'll still have to jump. It's the relationship between one and zero. If I don't jump, I'll really kill Xiao Ai, jump, at least there's a glimmer of hope to save her. ”

Zhang Sheng clenched his fists, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, but he didn't realize it.

After a long time, he said word by word: "You teach me, how to anesthetize myself!"

"That's right!" Pu Shulun smiled and handed over the merit monument, "Step by step, maybe this broken monument will be promised to you now?"

Zhang Sheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then pressed the "willing" button fiercely!

The merit monument did not respond, and the interface was similar to a computer crash, without a trace of change......

"It's okay, let's do it again, and I think it should be done soon. Pu Shulun smiled mysteriously, and suddenly pushed Zhang Sheng towards Ai Fengli, who was lying on the bench.

The weird thing is that it was Ai Fengli lying on the bench, but it suddenly became Zhang Sheng lying on the bench, and Ai Fengli was lying on Zhang Sheng's body softly.

After all, this is early summer, whether it is Zhang Sheng or Ai Fengli, the clothes are relatively thin, and the contact between them can be easily felt by Zhang Sheng.

However, he could not give birth to a little charm, but felt that he was deeply sinful and just wanted to escape.

But he couldn't escape.

An indescribable emotion spread in Zhang Sheng's heart, and unconsciously, tears slipped down.

He gently moved his handcuffed hands slowly forward from the back of his head and put them on Ai Fengli's gentle body, but he didn't dare to hold them tightly, for fear of disturbing the beauty in his heart.

"Pu Shulun, you'd better kill me, otherwise sooner or later, I'll make your life worse than death. ”

"Hey, you said this too early, I'm perfecting you, understand? Xiao Zhang, you seem arrogant, but in fact, your inferiority complex has already penetrated deep into your soul, and you even think that you are redundant in life, and you don't want to be embarrassed in this world for a long time, right?"

"You think you're blaspheming her? Wrong! You're a human being, she's also a human being, so why don't you dare to love her? You think you're not worthy of her, so why don't you do something to make yourself worthy? And cultivation isn't the best way to achieve your own willingness?"

"Think about it, when you become an immortal who can live forever, will you feel that an immortal is not worthy of a mortal? Let's go further, what girl doesn't want to keep her youth? If one day, you can provide her with cultivation resources, so that she can live forever and live forever, wouldn't it be the most happy ending? ”

Zhang Sheng wanted to deny it, but found that Pu Shulun's words hit the soul directly, and he couldn't refute it.

He was a little excited, but he always felt unreal. Because he thinks that how can a person with a deep sin like himself be favored by the merit monument?

He still can't understand the logic here, so even if Pu Shulun has already stated the motives of his previous actions, he still thinks that God will send him pies when he is blind.

But deep down, he longed for some kind of adventure.

"If you weren't blackmailing this merit tablet of unknown origin, I would really agree to you. ”

Yes, a mortal, or a latecomer among mortals, if Pu Shulun just accepted him as some inner disciple, or simply took him into Xiuzhen, maybe he would have agreed a long time ago.

However, it is the supreme existence of the merit monument that will look at him, so how can he believe in the authenticity of this merit monument?

"What should I say you ordered, don't you be so sober?" Pu Shulun almost went berserk, this grandson was too wary, and he was so screwed.

Pu Shulun, who was extremely depressed, pulled Zhang Sheng back to his original position, and then began to pinch him, preparing to create an illusion.

As soon as the illusion began, Zhang Sheng began to be dazed, not knowing where he was, and not knowing what he saw, a smirk appeared on his angular face.

Pu Shulun hurriedly handed over the merit tablet.

"Would you like to?"

"I want to, but what is written on it is, Pu Shulun, you idiot, don't count the illusions. ”

"Damn!" Pu Shulun took back the merit tablet, and when he saw that it was so, he was so angry that he threw the merit tablet to the ground and stomped on it with his foot!

Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the merit monument out of thin air, pressed his fingers to his eyebrows, and stimulated a crystal clear three-inch flying sword, which poked at the merit monument for a while.

However, no matter what the powerful Pu Shulun did, he failed to leave even the slightest scratch on the merit tablet......

Obviously, Pu Shulun had already tried, but in fact, he couldn't help this thing, and the reason why he did it was purely to vent his anger.

When he had enough of venting, he actually held his flying sword against his throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Grandson, Lao Tzu is fed up! You are so honest to show that line of words to Lao Tzu, if it doesn't work out, say otherwise! You have to play tricks, Lao Tzu slaughtered Zhang Sheng, and then committed suicide in the center of the river, and with my soul, I will forever seal you at the bottom of the river, and you will never return." Don't forget, Lao Tzu is still your master!"

Pu Shulun's threat obviously had an effect, and the screen of the merit tablet once again conjured up the interface of rejection and willingness.

"Lao Tzu has been tossed by you for more than 4,000 years, and it is really special to think of it. I also blame myself for being greedy and being dominated by you, so that I gradually lose myself...... Merit? I'm going to Nima!"

Pu Shulun scolded and scolded, and handed the merit monument again to Zhang Sheng, who had long been lost in the illusion, with great expectations.

At this time, Zhang Sheng seemed to see the ideal country that he had dreamed of going to in his life, where what he had lost had been recovered one by one, and what he longed for in his heart was approaching step by step.

For example, there is not only Ai Fengli there, but also his and Ai Fengli's children......

If all this can really be realized, even if the merit monument is a fire pit, then what? Just as Pu Shulun said, this is the relationship between one and zero, and it is possible to jump into it.

I jump!

Zhang Sheng finally willingly pressed his finger on the willing button of the merit tablet......