Chapter 412: This Kind of Garbage Stains the Eyes of the Gods!
"The boxing method is here, don't hide it from the God of Wealth, this is one, the top martial arts of the Yellow Order,"
"What? The top martial arts of the Yellow Order? ”
Ye Xiuwen's cheats were all in his hand, but he had an urge to throw them away.
"Nima? It's very awesome, but it's a top-level martial art of the Yellow Order? Are you stupid? Heaven, earth, Xuan, and yellow, who doesn't know.
But I used it before, as if it was heaven, earth, and people? System? What's going on? ”
"Ding-dong! The system prompts that this stems from the cultural differences of various places, in fact, the people of Chiba have always called the martial arts of a small country like the Great Ming Kingdom a fighting skill.
And the name of the fighting soul also came from this. Moreover, in Chiba Country, there is a general term for martial arts that are in line with international standards, and it is called a real martial art.
Learning martial arts will produce a martial soul, and the martial soul will no longer materialize, but will condense into a star-like spot of light.
The light spot is judged by the size of the martial soul, and it is divided into four stages: heaven, earth, Xuan, and yellow! ”
"What's the use of martial spirits?" Ye Xiuwen asked.
"Ding-dong! The system prompts that this is related to the martial art 'Ten Directions Moon Wheel'.
In the case of a martial duel, the final decision is often the 'Ten Directions Moon Wheel', an ordinary technique that is similar to a divine technique.
The superposition of martial souls, three thousand avenues in one, this is the truth!
Of course, with the host's realm at this time, he still can't understand the mystery of the Ten Directions Moon Wheel, and he must wait until the host breaks through the god transformation stage to understand! ”
"Whew! I see? Can I copy this martial art? Will you get a martial soul? ”
"Ding-dong! The system prompts, no, although the host has opened up the Nine Palaces Great Array and the Sea Realm has been completed, the divine soul has not yet condensed, so it is not a martial soul! ”
"Fog grass? Isn't that why you can't pretend to be forced? ”
"Ding-dong! The system prompts that although the host cannot use the power of the Martial Soul and the Ten Directions Moon Wheel, it can be used as a Heaven-level fighting skill. The Flame Divine Monarch is not a martial artist in the Transformation Stage, and he can still use the Flame Fist, which is the reason,"
"Haha! Lao Tzu understands, give me a copy,"
"Ding-dong! The system prompts that copying the 'Yan Fist' boxing method requires a consumption of 100 points, please ask the host, whether to continue,"
"Nima? The price has risen again, but this is a bit forceful, Lao Tzu can still afford it! Copy! ”
"Ding-dong! The martial arts have been copied successfully, excuse me,"
"Don't ask any special questions, isn't it just a 2,000-point compulsory study fee? Lao Tzu spent! By the way, cultivate Lao Tzu to the Great Perfection! ”
"Ding-dong! The system prompts that the host is not enough,"
"Poof!"
Ye Xiuwen vomited blood directly, and said in his heart: Nima Laozi earned more than 50,000 yuan in the game, and it was gone so soon?
"God of Wealth? What's wrong with you? ”
But seeing Ye Xiuwen's body swaying slightly, the Fire Divine Monarch hurriedly stepped forward and said with concern.
"What a, this kind of garbage, staining the eyes of this god,"
Ye Xiuwen covered his forehead and threw away the cheats, which was completely out of sight.
But in fact, his heart is dripping blood, and his more than 50,000 qualifications are gone.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be successful and obtaining 100,"
"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be successful and obtaining 100,"
"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be successful and obtaining 100,"
"Huh? What's going on? Lao Tzu didn't pretend to be forced, why did he pretend to be forced invisibly? ”
Ye Xiuwen cheered up again in vain, his eyes lit up, pretending to be so simple, how could he give up so easily?
Who am I? Lao Tzu is the Ming Dynasty***-King, we will one day, but if we want to become a tyrant, a saint, or even a god, how can we be decadent in such a small place?
"Tsu! Since you have also kowtowed, and this wedding is also your and my wish, then this god is going to give out red envelopes, hehe! ”
Ye Xiuwen pretended to wrap red envelopes there again.
First, show a dozen silver tickets to everyone to see if they are real silver tickets, and then put them in a bag, and they will become newspapers.
This is called ghost hands for money, Ye Xiuwen has a system, and it is seamless, and no one can see the flaws.
"Thank you, God of Wealth!"
Mu Rong was closest to Ye Xiuwen, and she didn't see that the silver ticket was manipulated by Ye Xiuwen at all, and after kneeling down to thank her, she wanted to come and get the red envelope.
"Huh? Beauty? You wait! ”
At this moment, the Fire God Monarch had to run up to stop him.
"Why?" Mu Rong looked angry.
"Don't be angry, I think the God of Wealth has great powers, maybe there will be an elixir of immortality on the body, why don't you and I ask for one, so you can live forever?"
With the words of the Flame Divine Monarch, Mu Rong was relieved, and said in her heart: If there is really an elixir of immortality, it is indeed much more valuable than a small red envelope.
"God of Wealth, on the top, please accept the little woman's worship, the little woman does not ask for gold and silver, only asks for an elixir of longevity, and will always feel great!"
"Yes, my husband and wife, sincerely ask for medicine, and please God of Wealth, be merciful!"
"Please God of Wealth, be merciful!"
The Flame Divine Monarch and Mu Rong knelt down, and the twenty and thirty disciples in the main hall all knelt on the ground.
"Ding Dong,"
"Ding Dong,"
Ye Xiuwen forced the grid again, he felt that this was good, Nima had someone worship me, and Lao Tzu was forced to rise, and it rose a lot.
However, where is Lao Tzu going to get them the elixir of life?
Ye Xiuwen pondered and pondered, his face was embarrassed, but the Fire God Monarch misunderstood, thinking that there were too many people asking for medicine, and the God of Wealth was embarrassed, so he immediately scolded: "You guys don't want to retreat quickly?" What kind of system is it to make noise here? ”
"Bah!"
The Flame God Monarch reprimanded, and the disciples sighed dissatisfiedly, and then withdrew from the main hall one by one.
"What's that? Just ask for his own little wife and ask for the elixir of life? ”
"That's it, this old miscellaneous hair, why isn't he dead, it's best that he dies on that woman on the night of the wedding,"
"Hahaha! Hello poisonous wow? ”
"Really? Yes? ”
"Ugh!"
The disciple who scolded the Flame Divine Monarch just now lost his voice in vain, and with a burp, he died.
It turned out that the last one to reply turned out to be the Fire God Monarch.
"Humph! How dare you say bad things about this seat behind your back? Come on, lock the two of them in the cellar of the back mountain, and after the wedding, Lao Tzu will personally dispose of them! ”
The Fire God Monarch, the strange eyes are round, and he is alive and well from the Yama and ghost judgment of the underworld!