Chapter 0018 - Make Your Ass Bloom

"Ahem...... Ahem, no...... No, you know the money, and you won't let it go even if I'm going to die. Let me explain to you a few more words, this is the belief that has always supported me, and I will not be able to become a god in this life.

But it's about to become a ghost and "ascend to immortal", cough cough, if you succeed in your cultivation in the future, don't forget to tell you when you become a god on the day you become a god...... Tell me, ahem...... Ahem" The sanctification said weakly, gasping for the last few breaths as if relieved. Morsel...... Three mouthfuls, unfortunately, he is still gasping hard.

When the sanctified son heard this, he thought to himself that this was not a "family sacrifice without forgetting to tell Naiweng" to completely explain the future. He is like the Song Dynasty poet Lu You's "Shi'er", it seems that his deadline has finally arrived, and it will be at this time and a half. The sanctified son hurriedly swore and replied: "Yes, yes, definitely, definitely" But he has been panicking in his heart, and he has no bottom at all.

Under the influence of his Lao Tzu, the saintly son also inherited some abilities to some extent, and what he Lao Tzu could not accomplish, "die before leaving the school", can only be carried forward by him.

He lamented in his heart, it's good that I'm blue, but you are all "blue" - it's difficult to achieve great things, I'm also "blue" - it's unsustainable, "green" - please forgive me for not being filial, why don't you give it to my son to try.

Sanctification finally took his last breath with regret and shook off his lifeless hand.

When you think of this picture, it may come true. Because usually the good doesn't work, and the bad doesn't work. Sanctification is like thinking about one's future, and my heart is cold, and I really want to find a stove to rise. I think that I must not be too persistent, even if I am talented and have the "power of creation".

I also walk shit luckily there are fairies stationed, and in the future, this god can be successful. If you can't, you have to look at ease and be at ease. Otherwise, the consequences will be the same as in that picture, and I will never forget it until I die. Remember not to do to others what you don't want to do, it is difficult for you to do it, and it is estimated that the younger generations will be choked. When he arrived, although there was a place to be buried, he would not be blind to death.

After years of forbearance, the psychological realm of sanctification is originally different from ordinary people, otherwise wouldn't those sins of the purple sun be in vain? So he will definitely not be the kind of person who once attained enlightenment and got carried away!

"Sister Fairy, Shang Fang has fainted now, can I completely copy his skills?" Sanctification asked.

"Of course you can, and you can also try the 'devouring' ability of the ability, and even drain his power, making him like an ordinary person, as if he had never cultivated. By the time you become a god, you can devour a man's soul......" The fairy replied, and handed over the devouring method to sanctification.

When I heard this, I said in my heart that my obedience is not only copying but also extracting, so I have to try it out. So he had a good luck with Shangfang's dantian true qi, and his true qi also absorbed into the palm of his sanctification. Sanctification was thrilled by this.

The momentum of extracting his true qi seemed to be like a river bursting its banks, and it was out of control, so hurry up. Just prove that this method can be done, and Shang Fang is not guilty to the extent of being devoured and abolishing martial arts. In fact, if it weren't for Shang Fang's fainting at this time, it would be unlikely that Sanctification would easily copy or absorb his skills.

This ability of sanctification is also extremely dangerous when it encounters a master who is stronger than himself. When you absorb the other party's strength, you will be like opening a door at the beginning. At this time, if the opponent strikes with all his strength, there is no doubt that he is in danger.

It's just that I can resist tenaciously with my body, not afraid of damage, and I can force internal forces to resist. In short, it is not easy to fight against a master, copying and devouring the opponent's skills.

Sanctification then copied the remaining layers of Shangfang's skills, and felt that the muscles and veins of his whole body were full for a while, and he was extremely happy. In the future, when you become a saint, you will refine and refine the skills copied from Shangfang and experience it well, and it will be completely like what you have cultivated. It's a beautiful thing!

At that time, the sanctification will also be at the peak level of the late stage of the martial artist Ming Jin. This is how many people take years or ten years to cultivate to reach the realm! It's just that the joy of sanctification can't be shared with others, and it's a bit of a pity. I thought that if Li Jia hadn't broken up with me at this time, should I tell her?

When she knows, doesn't she have to break up? But she doesn't have the strength to go to the enterprise, if she insists on joining forces, she will not be able to fulfill her wish after all! It's helpless to think about it! But I think that there is no if in everything, and it is useless to think too much.

Sanctification sat on the ground, meditated and pranayama for a while, and then stood up. He felt that although the theft incident had come to an end, it would eventually need to be reported to the relevant leaders. So he pulled out his phone and made a call.

At this time, Lin Yong, the head of the department, was drooling in a sweet dream, and was woken up by a very harsh mobile phone ringtone in the middle of the night. opened his eyes that were as hazy as fog, and he didn't look at the phone with his right hand, just swiped it, and said impatiently:

"Hey, who's in the middle of the night?"

"The warehouse room has been broken into, and the thieves have been subdued, what should I do next?" Sanctification doesn't matter whether you are impatient or not, and thinks to myself that this is my duty. The report still has to be reported, simply and clearly.

"What? Warehouse vault, broken into, thieves have been subdued, well done! I'll come right over, eh, don't call the police just yet! ”

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Sheng wanted to wake up the two old fritters first. Walking up to them, Sanctification crouched down. Shaking their heads, they didn't respond, they wanted to fall asleep like they were in a sweet dream. Could it be that the two of them didn't rest during the day, and then they simply fell asleep while they were dizzy.

Cheng Shengxin muttered in his heart: "How can this be true, Lao Tzu is enduring the pain to resist the enemy, and you two are taking the opportunity to sleep and have a sweet dream." Then he stretched out a pair of slaps, on each side of their faces, with a "snap", and the two slaps were close to their faces at the same time.

Not to mention, it really works, the two old fritters are busy touching their faces with both hands. When he opened his eyes, he frowned and showed a painful look. Obviously, the pain of the two heads just now has not dissipated, and they have been misunderstood. Depending on the situation, they are not in a sweet dream, and they may also be having a nightmare.

Otherwise, they wouldn't wake up with such a frightened and painful look. But they were also shocked to see the thief subdued—one for each. They all looked at the sanctification of the body with a puzzled face, and they were full of suspicion like looking at aliens: "Is he you who fell to the ground??" ”

Cheng Sheng didn't reveal much information, just nodded slightly, and said, "I did him; Oh no, he did it to me; Oh...... Well, I mean, he was put down, I did it."

Sanctification is like holding a pencil in your hand, and the more you draw it, the darker it gets. But everyone is an adult, and I believe they should be able to understand what he means. How exactly does the "dry" here, I believe everyone understands. And he stopped there.