The fourth meritorious is the black building of the Xun hexagram,

The fifth meritorious service is to make the black building with a bloody gun.

These two people have meritorious service of about one hundred and eighty, which is quite a gap with the first two.

What they are even lower is a huge gap gap, and the seventh meritorious person is a white-eyed real person, with one hundred and two meritorious deeds.

Next, there is not much difference, basically the same as cultivation, the peak of Jindan is the same, the late Jindan is the same, and the middle of Jindan is the same.

Han Lin swept past these figures and quickly looked at where he was.

"Meritorious twenty-second, Han Lin."

"In the early days of Jindan, meritorious service was added to one; Judui formation, respond quickly to the formation, and add fifteen meritorious deeds; In times of crisis, the first warning is given, and the meritorious service is increased by 20; When the formation collapsed, he tried to gather manpower to resist, and his merit was increased by twenty-five ......"

"Seventy-six meritorious deeds, five hundred and twenty catties of third-order yaojin, and twelve catties of fourth-order yaojin."

Han Lin was immediately overjoyed, and looked at the reward of the fourth-order Yaojin.

Fourth-order heaven and earth treasure!

If this is integrated into his Qingyun Teng Scale Sword, the power will definitely be on a higher level, and the next time he may be able to lightly injure the Six Dao Holy Sons, and the certainty of escape will be a few points greater.

At the same time, everyone is also looking at their own merits and ranking sequences.

Some are surprised, some are dissatisfied, and some are angry, but after seeing the merits of each ranking, as well as the corresponding battle screens, they have nothing to say, knowing that entanglement is useless, and it will provoke the contempt of others.

On the whole, most of the Jindan friars were ecstatic.

Many Jindan monks looked at the words of fourth-order yaojin, and they all couldn't put it down, even if they were the last to make meritorious achievements, they could get one, two, and two, and they were overjoyed.

Just this fourth-order material, this trip to the Falling Void Sect is not in vain, and if it is integrated into the natal magic weapon, it will definitely be able to increase its power greatly, and it will be much ahead of its peers when fighting the law.

The Six Dao Holy Son and the Burning Sun Sword Son were also overjoyed in their hearts.

The third-order is just that, the fourth-order heaven and earth treasure is also a huge wealth for them, don't look at it as a holy son, a sword, you can usually receive a small amount, have a large amount, don't think about it.

It's just this time that you can easily earn the net worth of a Yuanying Monk.

"Haha......"

The corners of Lieyang Jianzi's mouth couldn't help but smile, and he was overjoyed.

Yaojin is a perfect match for sword cultivation like him, and it was difficult to find a little bit in the past, but this time he will get rich directly, save a little use, and the sword refining materials will be available in the next hundred years.

"Lieshan, give me a storage bag, the most ordinary one."

The Six Paths Holy Son lowered his voice and said.

He was a little embarrassed now, all the storage treasures on his body had been taken away by him, there was nothing, and it was too inconvenient to take it empty-handed.

The Sun Sword glanced at him.

"Ten catties of fourth-order yaojin."

"You ......"

The Holy Son of the Six Realms was furious.

Second- and third-order storage bags, how dare they exchange them for fourth-order heavenly and earthly treasures, or ten catties?

Lieyang Jianzi didn't bother to look at him.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still people from the Hei clan here, he would dare to open his mouth.

In addition, after leaving the Void Sect, he will have to find a way to beat this person to death, so that he may be able to close the gap with that person......

"Okay, you remember today'......"

The Holy Son of the Six Daos gritted his teeth.

……

Jiang Ding turned a blind eye to the various familiar monks around him.

After waiting for a few quarters of an hour, after everyone had finished reading the meritorious jade book, Jiang Ding spoke again: "Are there any objections to meritorious service?" ”

"Lord Tushan,"

When you look at me, I look at you, and they all bow down, and they are all convinced: "We have no objection and obey your orders." ”

More than that, there is no objection.

This meritorious division is detailed and has solid evidence to follow, which is only seen in their hundreds of years of cultivation career, whether it is as a subordinate of others, or as a cultivation of foundation building and qi cultivation under the Jindan Ancestor's reward, they have never achieved such a point, and they have achieved the ultimate in fairness.

Even if I want to refute it, I can't find any tangible evidence.

Unless you're messing around, there's a lot to be found.

But this is a search for death, and no one has ever thought about it so much.

"Then distribute the loot as such."

Jiang Ding nodded, forcing all the Jindan monks to supervise with divine thoughts, and then the Baizhang giant statues on the ground split apart, each divided into piles of different sizes, occasionally cutting one or two, and then each Jindan monk flew away and fell into their hands.

Many Jindan monks had dry mouths, and their eyes were staring at the Yaojin team moving in the sky, especially the accumulation of the three of the six holy sons like a hill, which was even more dizzying.

Han Lin also received his share, more than five hundred catties of heavy heavenly treasures, and after careful inspection, he carefully put them into the storage bag.

Many Jindan monks are also like this, with rapid income, and they are well versed in the truth that wealth is not exposed.

After everything was done, everyone looked at the patriarch's hall with fiery eyes.

Just broke the formation, and there was such a gain.

What will be in the layers of formation protection here?

"Let's explore the Ancestral Hall of the Fallen Void Sect."

Jiang Ding didn't let them wait for a long time, and said lightly: "There are several principles that must be followed." ”

"First, the ancestor tablet of the Fallen Void Sect must not be destroyed, if encountered, it needs to be worshiped by the descendants, and the offender will be punished."

The Luoxu Sect of 10,000 years ago, whether it is righteous or evil, has disappeared so far, and only the wisdom of the former sages has been handed down, and out of respect for knowledge, he wants to give respect to these former sages.

"Second, if there is a inheritance, you can choose to burn and comprehend one thing, and the rest belongs to me."

"Any objections?"

"Yui!"

Lieyang Jianzi and other Jindan monks obeyed their orders.

Respecting the sages of the past, this is in line with the basic morality of the immortal cultivation world, although many people usually don't care, but if someone advocates it, naturally no one will oppose it.

As for the latter, it was made clear in advance a long time ago, so naturally I didn't dare to refute it.

"Let's enter."

Jiang Ding said lightly: "You must not cover up the one-eyed cicada, and you must not deliberately destroy any inheritance, that's it." ”

"Yui!"

All the Jindan monks bowed again, and entered the hall of the ancestor of the Luoxu Sect in an orderly manner, and scattered in all directions.

Jiang Ding stepped into it.

As far as the eye can see, a piece of stone tablet-like tablet stands in a forest, the tablet is placed in front of the big ding, which is engraved with mysterious runes, the aura of heaven and earth gathers from all directions, turns into a curling incense, and goes straight to the sky.

The most conspicuous, the tallest tablet, engraved with several spiritual inscriptions.

"Fall into the Spirit Rank of the Void True Monarch!"

This is the founding patriarch of the Luoxu Sect, whose birth date is unknown, seems to be a figure from 17,800 years ago, and he is also a heroic man for a while, creating the first sect in the world in the future, although it has declined rapidly since then.

Jiang Ding took out three long incense sticks and lit them, and respectfully sacrificed them with the etiquette of the outer disciples of the Luoxu Sect recorded in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Then, the consciousness swept over the spiritual position.

The divine consciousness was slightly hazy, the surrounding blue sky was dark, a clear old Taoist closed his eyes in the distance to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand to whisk the dust, thousands of space cracks like the black silk thread flashed away, the net of the void was like a nullity, one of the monks Yuan Ying was extinguished, and the teleportation talent was useless.

"Junior disciples, this trick is famous!"

The voice of the old man was like that of Hong Zhong Dalu, and then he became kind, and began to tell in detail the details of this trick, and Dun Dun taught that everything was very small and patient.

An hour later, the hazy space shattered, and all kinds of things in the Patriarch's Hall returned.

Jiang Ding looked at the tablet, it was much darker, and he could only comprehend it again, and he needed to wait for an unknown amount of time to fully recover.

"It's amazing."

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept through the dense tablets around him, and found that at least one-tenth of them were flashing with spiritual light, obviously all of them were some kind of spells, or some kind of trick explanation of the exercises of the Falling Void Sect, all of which were the proud works of a certain ancestor of the Falling Void Sect back then, and left them to teach future generations.

This sect, which later became the first sect in the Northern Plains, is not a coincidence in many ways.

The only pity is that there are only spells, exercises and tricks, as for the complete exercises, there is no here, obviously this is the function of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Jiang Ding walked through these tablets one by one, and soon came to the last batch of tablets 10,000 years ago, and his eyes were on the most conspicuous tablet.

"Seventy-sixth generation sect master, the spirit position of Zhenlan True Monarch!"

Jiang Ding's breath stagnated.

This is Shuoyang Tianjun's wife back then, and it seems that she has walked out of the micro end together, and she has been with her for more than a thousand years, and it is after her death that Shuoyang Tianjun can no longer bear the pollution of immortal arts, so his temperament has changed greatly.

Eyes downward,

In front of the tablet, a quaint painting scroll is quietly placed here.

Beautiful picture of the Golden Emperor Bath.

Before Shuoyang Tianjun was about to fall into madness, he painted, sealed, and worshiped his wife's spiritual seat as a memory.

Yes, the closest clue to immortality at the moment!

(End of chapter)