Chapter 287: Flying Ambition Missing?
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The shock caused by the evil sky has become a topic that is often mentioned in the mouths of everyone, and everything is stained with the word often, and it has become ordinary and no longer special.
But it is also because it is ordinary, so it spreads very widely, at least after the boss of the Flying Heaven Pavilion of Tiantuo City heard about this, he looked up at the smiling Boss Jia, and endured the pain of handing over the fat industry.
"The pervert of the death camp actually started a business, and he didn't let people live."
Starting with the six million military exploits of the death camp, the boss sighed with emotion, but was scolded away by Boss Jia: "His, he is cheap and obedient, when the uncle doesn't know, your broken Feitian Pavilion is only worth 10 million ordinary military merits"
Boss Jia has become the shopkeeper again, responsible for pointing out the direction of progress, Zhen Xiaoer is in charge of the overall situation, as shrewd as him, and after a few means, he completely surrendered the people of Feitian Pavilion, and only bowed his head.
In just a few days, the daily income of Feitian Pavilion was one percent more than before, counting the military merits in the military card, Boss Jia howled excitedly, and fainted happily.
"I'm going to open the Flying Heaven Pavilion all over the three hundred and sixty cities of the Divine Dynasty"
When Evil Heaven heard about this, he called the three back to the barracks.
"Isn't it unaccustomed to staying in the death camp?"
Evil Heaven cares about the three of them very much, in terms of cultivation qualifications, the three of them are not good, they can have the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Mana Realm now, it is all piled up by countless military merits, and as for the combat power, it is a little worse than that of ordinary reserve sergeants.
"As the saying goes, as the saying goes, cats have cats, and rats have rats. Boss Jia seems to be unreliable, but in fact, his heart is bright, "Brother Xiao Ma is okay, Xiao Er and I are not the material for cultivation and fighting at all, instead of wasting resources, it is better to concentrate on Brother Xiaoma." ā
Evil Heaven frowned slightly, and asked, "Is it not enough military merit, I'm here?"
"If we really lack military merits, do you think we will be embarrassed to open our mouths" Boss Jia rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, we won't give up on ourselves, just change the way, hehe, there are three thousand avenues, and any one of them can preach"
Evil Heaven nodded silently: "Since you have other ambitions, I won't force you, but remember two things, first, cultivation can't be wasted, and second"
"Haha, needless to say, life matters"
Evil Tian quietly watched the three of them leave, and finally did not make a sound to stop the choice of the three of them.
"Boss, can you do what you said?" Out of the barracks, Zhen Xiaoer asked worriedly.
Boss Jia smiled coldly: "I know why the Black Tiger Gang can become the number one gang in the Song Kingdom, and the source of their intelligence is nothing more than inns, restaurants and green buildings all over the Song Kingdom."
"This is the Divine Dynasty after all. The pony said silently.
"Hehe, even if it is the Lingshan Immortal Domain, it is indispensable to eat, drink and Lazar"
A fine light flashed in Boss Jia's eyes, and he said firmly: "The Flying Heaven Pavilion is only the first step when it opens all over the Divine Dynasty, if we can master any wind and grass in the Divine Dynasty, this will definitely be of great use to the Evil Heaven."
The two of them took a deep breath when they heard this, and their eyes gradually became firm
"Pony, Xiao Er, we drag the evil sky too much, if it goes on like this, even if the evil sky is not dragged to death by us, we will die of guilt, only this way, we can let him loosen his shackles, spread his wings and fly high to help him to prove that we are useful"
The big hands of the three of them were clasped tightly together
In the small barracks, the evil heaven put aside distracting thoughts and continued to cultivate the military god technique.
Ten days without sleep, he easily pushed the general's magic trick to the height of thirty waves.
Now the evil veins are full of five-colored mana roaring and surging madly, and every time it runs for a great week, the mana will increase by one hundredth of a thousandth, and in just ten days, the cultivation of the evil heaven has reached the limit of the first layer of the mana realm.
Of course, there is another reason for the rapid improvement of his cultivation, that is, the five-color mana is too ordinary, and in terms of quality, it is not as good as the four-color mana of Boss Jia and Zhen Xiaoer.
"As strong as the evil vein, it is only enough to withstand thirty waves, as for the thirty-six waves, unless the evil vein advances again"
Since the beginning of the mana realm, the exercises are divided into seven grades and four orders, the first grade of the exercises, can only be cultivated to the mana realm, and so on, the second grade of the exercises can be cultivated to the true yuan realm, as for the seven-grade exercises, they can be directed at Lu Xian.
The higher the grade of the exercises, the higher the qualification requirements for the monks, and the greater the difficulty of cultivation.
He didn't know that the reason why the military god was rated as the fourth grade was because the limit of ordinary people was eighteen waves, and those who could reach eighteen waves would be able to achieve the Dan Tribulation Realm.
After another five days, the sound of waves rushing faintly sounded on Evil Tian's body, and suddenly, a rich mana aura burst out from his body, and the five-colored mana transformed like a dragon, dancing endlessly
"The Second Layer of the Mana Realm"
A trace of joy flashed in the eyes of the evil sky, and after half a month of penance, he finally broke through a small realm.
On the second layer of the mana realm, the mana is even stronger, the divine soul has increased slightly, and the evil heaven single soul has released its divine sense, and it is found that within a radius of seventy miles, it is meticulous.
"Hey, this golden mana"
Evil Heaven suddenly found that the golden mana hidden by him actually had a trace of fluctuations, and he was about to look inward and saw that the golden mana around the evil blade was only about one-tenth more.
"Breaking through the small realm, the five-colored mana has doubled, but the golden mana has only increased by one-tenth" Evil Heaven shook his head with a bitter smile, and he couldn't understand this golden mana anymore.
In the following days, the cultivation of the evil heaven entered the regular stage, in addition to cultivating the military god technique to consolidate his cultivation, deriving the strength of the body, and looking at the common sense of the cultivation world, he also tried to visualize the Zimeng diagram.
As a result, as soon as he thought about it, his soul was severely damaged and he vomited blood.
"It's so scary, what kind of monster is this Zimeng, even my twin souls can't resist, and it almost collapses from my body"
Evil Heaven didn't dare to try again, so he went to the Military Merit Pavilion, and spent 500,000 military merits in exchange for a low-grade elixir that healed the soul.
"Boy, don't give up on the basics. Daddy reminded me meaningfully.
Evil Heaven was stunned, and said respectfully: "I am determined to refine the body, and I will never forget it, thank you for the urging of my predecessors." ā
"Hey, I know that your ambition remains the same, but the opportunity is about to be gone" Seeing the evil sky leaving, Dad sighed, and it was less than ten days away from the day agreed by the martial artists.
Nine days later, most of the wounds of the Evil Heavenly Divine Soul had healed, and he had also stopped his cultivation for nearly a month, and after talking with the Blood Swallow Du Xiao, he left the camp alone and flew to the Tiantuo Strait in the Divine Craft.
Not long after he left the camp, the martial artist appeared again in the Military Achievement Pavilion, in front of his father.
"Bring it. The martial artist stretched out his hand.
"Help, robbery," Daddy screamed with a dead face.
"Why bother. Wu Shang said softly.
Dad rolled his eyes: "To be a man, you have to know how to be lenient with others, what you can't do yourself, why impose it on the head of the little fart, you are not the end of your life, you are in a hurry." ā
The martial artist was silent for a long time before he said: "The first Dao Son Tianxin of the Dao Palace has obtained the Martial God Dao Fruit. ā
"You" Daddy stood up in shock, incredulous, "You don't want to pass it on to Tianxin"
Wu Shang nodded: "Martial God Body, one of the four major God Bodies of the Body Refiner, Tianxin is qualified to be inherited by me." ā
"You're not afraid that Tianxin is a white-eyed wolf"
"So what, as long as it's passed on. "The martial artist was indifferent.
"You, hey. Dad sighed bitterly, "Give that little fart another chance, I think if it weren't for Tianxin's Martial God Dao Fruit, you would never be so harsh, only give him a one-month time limit." ā
Wu Shang shook his head: "The opportunity cannot be lost." ā
"Don't fool me as an old man" The old man was angry, blew his beard and glared, "Actually, you value the little fart, otherwise you wouldn't have changed the rules of the lore table for him, right?"
The martial artist smiled lightly, his eyelids moving slightly, as if he wanted to open his eyes that could make the void explode.
"Gotta get it, old man, I'm afraid I can't do it, give it to you" Dad was startled, and quickly threw away the Void Realm Exercise.
Wu Shang took the exercise, and his figure disappeared suddenly.
"I changed the rules for him, just trying to force the martial arts to go to the killing stage, but it didn't. ā
"It's another little bit of in the family"
Daddy shook his head, looked disappointedly at the evil sky inside the god vessel fifty thousand miles away, and muttered: "Little fart, isn't it just to choose two kinds of power from the eighty kinds of strength to fuse, you are known as the scheming demon king, why can't you even get over this hurdle?"
The disappointed father didn't know that what the evil heaven wanted to fuse was not two powers, but eighty kinds
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