Chapter Twenty-Eight: Sacrificial Dao Fruit

Bronze weights········ Looks like something fairly ordinary.

Of course, Lin Zhengyang understood his good intentions.

After all, the rules are there, and if you add too much at once, the caller can't afford to pay, and you're cheating.

The guy in front of him who was pitted probably fell into this big pit.

The guy who made this rule originally wanted to keep the trapper, right?

After paying attention, Lin Zhengyang still decided to give his greatest sincerity directly.

Looking at Libra, the white light in his palm flashed, condensing an illusory aura.

In this interstitial world, there seems to be a special force of rules.

When he was thinking about giving the price, among the primordial gods, knowledge and experience related to this suddenly emerged.

Like a tired bird returning to its nest, a little bit of clear light merges into the illusory book in the palm of your hand.

A spiritual light rushed out three feet, and quickly conjured up a vague figure entwined with clear qi.

Lin Zhengyang sorted out and summarized all kinds of Dao books collected in the previous world, especially the deduction of Qi Luck Dao Fruit.

This spiritual book has actually gathered the entire path of the previous world, about the Qi Luck Immortal Cultivator, from the bottom to the Qingji Heavenly Immortal, the complete path of the form and gods.

At this moment, as he didn't care about instilling all kinds of skills, in mid-air, the clear figure gradually became clear.

Although the face is still blurred, it can be seen that it is an immortal in a dark color robe.

"This is a complete lineage of the innate divine of a Dao?"

In the pupils of the black-robed young man, a divine light flashed, and he wanted to spy on one or two, but when he saw the figure that appeared above the spirit book, he suddenly raised his hand.

A clear light fell, blocking out all prying eyes.

As if enraged, the person in the light and shadow slowly turned around, took steps, and gradually walked out of the illusion, as if he was about to cross the invisible distance and come here in the next moment.

"How is that possible?"

"Is this to cross the illusion and come to this world? Alternative Recovery? ”

The black-robed young man's eyes moved slightly, and a brilliant streamer gradually rose around him, sweeping away in the air.

Still, the figure was slowly but surely moving towards reality.

Lin Zhengyang was also shocked.

"Could it be that in the last world, there is really an old monster lurking?"

Being able to cross the endless world at will, and manifest an incarnation by virtue of this karma, this is already the realm of the Path.

It must be something that can only be done after Taiyi Daoguo is promoted.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Zhengyang quickly erased the part of the spiritual book about the magic of form and spirit and the sanctification of the body.

Suddenly losing the upper part, the phantom of the Xuanfu Immortal only shook slightly, and then quickly recovered, irreversibly and gradually condensed.

Once the figure is solidified, it is no longer a phantom, but an embodiment that manifests through this little involvement in the underworld.

Although it is an incarnation, it also has the power of Taiyi, which is enough to sweep everyone under Taiyi.

Lin Zhengyang was ruthless, and deleted most of the method of the Dragon Court, but he still couldn't stop it.

In the end, in a ruthless manner, he deleted all the spells above the earth immortals.

Only the side door of the autopsy immortal was left all the way to enlightenment.

Finally, the phantom shook a few times, like a bubble, and suddenly dispersed, still a clear air swirling.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, you really have a good inheritance!"

The young man in the black robe praised:

"Just looking at that momentum, at least he is a first-class figure of the emperor, and he can't resist it."

"Even if it's just a little involvement, you can show your incarnation, and this ability is at least the level of the Wa Emperor Holy Ancestor."

"It's strange that I haven't heard of this sacred, but it's from outside the land?"

He was still guessing that Lin Zhengyang had already thrown this spirit book into the tray on the other side.

After shaking it, the "weight" of the spirit book was far greater than that of a mere secret book, and it was pressed straight down, and the tray hit the table.

"It's your turn."

The black-robed man looked at Lin Zhengyang with interest, as if he had reacquainted with him.

"You're more mysterious than I thought you would, and this gift really surprised me."

"I have accumulated tens of thousands of years of good things here, I don't know if it's enough for you, don't empty my treasury."

Babbling and chattering, the black-robed man took off the tiny weight and replaced it with a new chip.

This time he hesitated, then replaced it with a small golden weight and slowly put it on.

After the firelight, the weights turned into transparent blue crystals the size of a little thumb, and a thick mist seemed to swirl in the crystals.

"This is a complete Mist Dao Domain, which I took from a guy who is not greedy enough, and I have combed it myself, and it is very suitable for you."

"You already have the power of this aspect integrated by yourself, and with a little adaptation, you will be able to transform into your own Dao domain in less than half a year."

After a brief introduction, he put a small piece of purple crystal on the scale, a strange-looking little hammer.

"One of these two is the miasma realm, which can generate all kinds of poisonous mist miasma, and the other is the god position, the god of the evil gods of the outer Dao on a certain indigenous island, I deprived him of the authority of thunder and turned into this little hammer."

"After you absorb the two realms, you can almost reach the lowest level of godhood······· Later, the hammer will be used. ”

"Once you've figured out this hammer, you'll almost be ready to take that step."

All three things were put up, and the scales gradually rose, but still tilted.

The black-robed man debugged several times, increasing gradually, and finally put on a book with just the right weight.

Lin Zhengyang looked over, but it was a book without a name.

Although it is not signed, it is certainly a key secret book that tells the method of becoming a god.

When the scales were balanced, the black-robed man looked happy.

In the next moment, the spirit book presented by Lin Zhengyang suddenly came to naught, and the chips put in by the black-robed man were all thrown into Lin Zhengyang's arms by themselves.

There was a violent tremor all around.

Above the carriage, on both walls, a strong tremor was felt.

A large amount of white mist poured out of the surroundings for no reason, and the black-robed man clapped his hands in the fog:

"The time limit is coming, you can't stay here, go back quickly!"

At this time, the doors opened, and the windows were opened.

A large amount of fog, mixed with the fresh air outside, poured in.

In front of the carriage, behind the black-robed man, ripples began to appear, slowly engulfing the entire carriage.

The invisible power that was originally bound around was suddenly gone.

In the next moment, the black-robed man waved his wide sleeves, and Lin Zhengyang was suddenly swept out by a whirlwind.

At the last moment when he flew out of the carriage, Lin Zhengyang vaguely saw that the other two were still in the carriage.

Aren't they on the same station as me?

That's the last thought.

In the next moment, there was a touch under his feet, and he was back on the ground.