Chapter 13: The Easy Ones (1/2)

What realm is in contact with what information, the Vermilion Bird in the middle stage is only the lowest level of immortals in the four immortal realms, and it is not considered a miscellaneous servant in the ancient immortal clan.

Little is known about the Immortal Clan, and even the relationship between the Immortal Realm and the Ancient Immortal Clan has not been clarified.

However, the lark knows one thing.

My chance has come.

The second step of Xiuzhen has arrived!

If you attain the second step of cultivation, you will be able to fight for a home and a new world for the people of the Immortal Relic Clan.

Even if you are not lucky, you can leave the Vermilion Bird Star, cross the starry sky, and fight for a new cultivation star for your clan!

"Yun Han Immortal Venerable has a little kindness to his disciple, and the disciple will never dare to forget it!"

The lark clasped his fists and said excitedly: "Go to the soup and go to the fire, and you will not hesitate." ”

"Good, good, good."

Luo Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "You go to the sun to get a touch of the sun true fire, and then go to reincarnation to steal a glass of yellow spring water." ”

"How."

The lark froze for a moment, why don't you play according to the routine.

The sun is sunny, the dark is treacherous, and the mysterious is mysterious, can I, the little monk who didn't take the second step, go?

If I really had this ability, I would have understood the mystery of yin and yang long ago.

As for messing around on the Suzaku Star?!

The lark showed a trace of bitterness, his own arrogance that he had put down for many years, just like a worldly traitor, was shameless, and finally fell into the eyes of the Immortal Venerable, but it was useless.

The most hateful thing in the world is not that you don't encounter chance, but that you encounter chance, but let it be lost.

Got the taste of losing again, and it is difficult for others to know.

"Young man, forehead ......"

Luo Feng looked at the sloppy and frustrated lark, shook his head and said, "Young lark, we can change the way." ”

"Loans? Sign a magic contract and become a river god girl! ”

"Magic? Girlish?! ”

The lark was stunned for a moment, and there was some hesitation, is magic the law of the devil's way? For the Demon Skylark, it is not rejected.

The Fa is for human use, and the Demon Dao is also the Fa created by man.

It was the word girl, which made the lark hesitate again and again, and looked down at the bottom, very melancholy.

"Could it be that the road to the revival of the Immortal Relic Clan has to pay such a price!"

The lark gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and prepared to ......

Unexpectedly, a contract flew in front of his eyes.

Article 1: When the deal is reached, the merit of the lark is the deposit

Article 2: When the deal is reached, the lark should preach for the river god and repay the loan in installments.

Article 3: ......

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Article 365: Party A reserves the right of final interpretation of this contract for the above terms

There are hundreds of items densely packed on it, and the lark is dazzled and the corners of his mouth cramp.

He has experienced big and small storms in his life, he has never seen any scenes, he talks and laughs with Suzakuzi, runs faster than the monk who wins the championship, and has experienced a hundred battles.

But the contract in front of him can be said to be even more black-hearted than the Demon Sect, and even more ruthless than the evil cultivator.

The last one, in particular, is simply a scoundrel.

Sign? Or don't sign?!

The lark smiled wryly and pressed his handprint.

He didn't have a choice.

Luo Feng Meizizi put away the contract, what is open source and throttling, this is open source and throttling, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat.

If you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are not at home. I love

A river appeared in front of him, and Luo Feng said leisurely: "So throw your treasure into it." ”

After thinking about it again, the lark took out a magic weapon from the Qiankun bag and threw it in.

A moment later, the light flowed, and a thick air swirled, enveloping the lark.

The breath faded, and the lark was still a lark, but the costume had changed.

"Tsk, it seems that you have nothing to do with me."

Luo Feng shook his head regretfully, harvested the future luck merits of the lark, and turned it into a treasure of the current immortal weapon.

Three magic weapons were taken out from the river, a golden immortal weapon, a silver artifact, and an ordinary magic weapon.

"Young lark, did you drop this gold magic weapon, or this silver magic weapon, or this ordinary magic weapon?"

An ethereal voice echoed in the ears of the lark.

With a turn of his eyes, the lark said thoughtfully: "Returning to the Immortal Venerable, it is an ordinary magic weapon that the disciple throws in. ”

Luo Feng smiled and handed over the three treasures.

"Honest lark, this is your reward."

The lark took the three treasures and bowed his head: "Immortal Venerable Great Grace, the disciple will never forget!" ”

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Staring at the distant figure of the lark, it seems to see a confused line of cause and effect.

Countless lives, countless destinies, are never the same again.

"The fixed number will also change."

Luo Feng exhaled a breath, and the infinite artistic conception of the god rose again and again, symbolizing the further consummation of the Dao fruit.

Nothing in the world is constant, and if there is, it is change itself.

Sage: It is not easy to follow the path.

The Lo Sage touched a few merit coins in his pocket and smiled pleasantly.

And then embark on the vast expanse to earn ...... Ahem, the path of cultivation.

Skylark Zi is not even an immortal, because he is related to the god Wang Lin, he is also a teacher and a friend, and he can harvest a lot of merit coins, and there will be a steady stream of installment repayments in the future.

Then, as Wang Lin's most direct causal line, Wang's parents.

Their fate has changed, and how much can they reap from it?

"I am infinite, I am vitality, I am creation!"

"Mr. and Mrs. Wang, I saved it, what I said, Yuanying Monk Fujihua Yuan can't stop it."

Turning into a god, Monk Luo said leisurely

Looking at the mountains and rivers, go to the third-level Xiuzhen Kingdom Zhao Kingdom.

Zhao Guo, Wangjia Village.

It was a crucial turning point in fate.

After Wang Lin left the Xianmen, he practiced to the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, but because his qualifications were too poor, he could not build a foundation. After killing the disciples of the old man of Jimo, he was chased and killed by Teng Li, killed Teng Li, seized the foundation, and achieved foundation building.

Thus offending the Fuji family, the Yuanying monk Fujihua Yuan found Wang Lin's hometown, slaughtered the entire clan, and the spiritual power in Wang Lin's body was transformed into the extreme realm.

Since then, Wang Lin's personality has changed greatly, transformed into Wang Mazi, killed decisively, and truly embarked on the road of immortal rebellion that is good for everyone and immortal for adversity.

If the fate of the dust is not cut off, Wang Lin has affection in his heart and thoughts in his heart, maybe he will return to Wangjia Village after practicing for hundreds of years, open up a family of cultivators, and have a complete life.

If you come, you can't go to the extreme, you can't turn into a god, you can't get out of the reincarnation, you can't find this true self.

It is very simple to save the Wang family, and it is rare how to make Wang Lin comprehend the extreme realm after saving the Wang family.

If you can't do this, even if you save the Wang family, you won't admit it, and it is very likely to restart reincarnation.

In Lu Mo's heart, letting Wang Lin detach and resurrect his wife is the first criterion.

The green hills, the clear water and blue sky, the leisurely scenery, the villages dotted in the mountains, and the towns rise from the misty cooking smoke, adding a bit of red dust.

Gaze at a familiar village.

Luo Feng pinched his fingers and sighed: "After many years, I'm still back." ”

[There is something to do when I go home these days on the National Day, and I will resume the second watch tomorrow]