Look at the buds that flew in the nine days, the corners of Wang Chong's mouth suddenly curled, revealing a touch of joy: Look at the buds that flew in the nine days, the corners of Wang Chong's mouth suddenly turned up, revealing a touch of happiness: see the poor dagger.

Today, he is going to pit this kid to death! Didn't you spend years of hard work, millions of taels of gold, and hundreds of thousands of loads of grain to cultivate this palace?

Today I will destroy you for years of hard work. Countless belongings have been wasted!

Taiping Dao, don't be bullied! The family of the gate valve can't be bullied! Even if the general altar is investigated afterwards, what can it do? With his back to the Wang family, can the general altar still take his own life?

Emerald green buds flutter, suspended above the sculpture, with streamers flickering. With the rotation of the flower buds, surrounded by emerald green streamers, the qi on Zhongnan Mountain changed, and wisps of vitality were actually extracted out of thin air by the flower buds to maintain vitality.

"Yu Qixian nephew, don't delay, quickly release the incense belief of the Zhongnan Mountain Dojo, so that this green lotus can take root and form the merit pool of Zhongnan Mountain! If it is too late, I am afraid that the buds will wither and desecrate the saint, and you will be condemned by the saint and be accused of deceiving the saint!" Wang Chong looked at Yu Qi with a pair of eyes, and the depths of his eyes were full of playful abuse.

He expected that the Nanshan Dojo would not accumulate the power of faith at all! Yu Qi was a wild man, and no one would tell him anything about the power of faith in advance.

"The power of faith, what is the power of faith?" Sure enough, as Wang Chong expected, Yu Qi's face was confused at this time, and his eyes were full of ignorance.

The Power of Faith?

Wang Chong was stunned: "Virtuous nephew, didn't anyone tell you that before opening the Dao vein, no matter what method you use, you must invite pilgrims to worship." It is necessary to ask for 999 pillars of incense to have the qualifications to open up the third grade and third class of the Dharma lineage. Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pillars of incense can open the middle three grades of the Dharma vein, the medium Dharma vein. Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pillars of incense can be opened on the third-class Dharma lineage. ”

"Didn't anyone tell you?" Wang Chong was stunned, his eyes full of puzzlement.

On the third grade, for the first grade to the third grade. The middle three grades are the third to the sixth grades. The next three grades, the sixth grade to the ninth grade. Nine products of the lineage, one product and one heavy heaven.

The order is related to the number of Dao Qi allocated, the number of divine thoughts sent down by the saints, and the amount of attention received by the saints.

The order represents the potential of the future.

"Squeak~" Yu Qi clenched his fists in his sleeves, looking at the cyan buds that were spinning rapidly in the air, wisps of fresh air were swirling on them, and his face was iron-blue.

"It's over, there is no power of incense to give birth to this bud, or it will take three hours, but I am afraid that this bud will die. When the time comes, I am afraid that Zhongnan Mountain will be forcibly drained of all the creations between heaven and earth by the buds, and at that time, the entire mountain range will be turned into a dead place where no grass is born!" Wang Chong pretended to be at this time, and his voice was full of self-blame: "It's all the old man's fault! It's all the old man's fault! Before I come, I should make it clear to you! I should make it clear to you!"

"Virtuous nephew, punish me, beat me! blame me, for ruining your calculations. Once this bud withers, the saint's divine thought in it cannot be conceived, and the saint's thought falls, and then the virtuous nephew will be guilty of the saint, and the virtuous nephew will punish me! Even if you kill me, the old man will not complain!" Wang Chong fell to his knees, and wept bitterly.

"Bang~" Yu Qi suddenly raised his foot and kicked the disgusting old guy away, revealing a touch of coldness in his eyes: "Poisonous Dragon!"

Anger is useless, you can only try to remedy it!

"The subordinates are here!" the poisonous dragon suddenly burst out of the mountains and forests.

"Yu Qi, you dare to be rude to my uncle...... While Wang Qiu saw his uncle with a broken tendon and lying on the ground dying, he couldn't help but be angry.

"If you dare to yell at me for half a word again, I will slaughter you immediately! Drain your soul and refine your soul, and degrade to the Nine Shadows!" Yu Qi looked at him coldly, and the murderous intent around him spread out unscrupulously.

Sure enough, Yu Qi's words fell, and Wang Qiu suddenly dared not speak because he was involved in his murderous intentions.

"Bastard, it's my fault, the old man naturally has to take all the responsibility, this is my matter with Brother Yu's Seven, what do you care about, this rebel!" Wang Chong gave Wang Qiu a slap.

"At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, there are 300,000 households, you go to pass on my decree, all the households will enter my Chongyang Palace to worship and offer incense, and I will reduce their taxes for one year!" Yu Qi ordered.

When the poisonous dragon heard this, he didn't say a word and immediately left.

"It's too late!" Mrs. Tao's eyes were full of coldness, the fingers in her sleeves pierced into her palms, and the ice and snow storm was brewing in her eyes.

"Maybe! No matter what, you have to try! What if it really works?" Yu Qi took a deep breath. At this time, he looked at the flower bud, and the flower bud was constantly rotating in the void, extracting the creation of Zhongnan Mountain. In less than three hours, all the creative vitality that has been cultivated by the earth for hundreds of millions of years in Zhongnan Mountain will be wiped out.

"Five thousand disciples of Chongyang Palace, worship the saint!" Zhu'er scolded on the side.

"Worship the saint!" the five thousand disciples bowed together, and then they all took out incense and inserted it on the top of the Ding furnace.

"Hehe, it's too late! Five thousand disciples, it's still the next three grades. If you don't become a top three grade, it will be difficult to become a climate after all, and you will not be able to form a blessed land in the future, let alone worship the gods! You will not be able to provide protection for your disciples! The incense of the five thousand disciples is just a delay of time! At most, it will be delayed for half an hour!" While Wang Chong smiled coldly in his heart, his body struggled to stand up, coughing up blood in his mouth, took a piece of incense, and stepped forward tremblingly, but his face was sad: "All the faults are because of the old man. It was the old man's negligence that led to today's fault. The old man is willing to bear all the consequences. The old man wants to contribute one of his own incense plants. ”

Wang Chong kept prostrating, offering incense, and then prostrating. The aura of incense rushed into the sky, but Yu Qi did not release the aura of incense. The absorption of incense must be achieved overnight, and he is unwilling to achieve the top three grades.

"Old Taoist, don't you have to play with me and pretend to be pitiful, I will tell you today: No matter what your identity is, if I can't achieve a product today, I will definitely want you to die without a place to be buried, and you will be drained from your soul and refined, and you will light a sky lantern in this Chongyang Palace!"

Yu Qi looked at Wang Chong coldly.

Facing the eyes that did not contain the slightest expression, Wang Chong suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, and he couldn't help but tremble in his body, and all the words were swallowed back in shock, and he didn't dare to spit out a word again.

Time passed little by little, the atmosphere in the field was depressing, and Wang Chong was also lying in front of the incense burner weakly, humming and chirping, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense, and three sticks of incense passed in an hour, and the grass and trees in a radius of hundreds of miles wilted. Two hours passed, as if autumn had come, all the plants and trees were yellow, and the vitality in the trees was slowly dissipating.

In the third hour, there was a dead silence within a radius of 100 miles, all the grass and trees in the mountains died, and there was no life in the earth.

"Here, someone's coming!" Pearls cheered.

Everyone looked for the sound, but saw a few sweaty villagers, running from the bottom of the mountain, and hurriedly knelt down to worship and burn incense. At this moment, a nearby villager finally heard the news and rushed to contribute their incense. However, with 99,999 pillars of incense, it is still a desperate number.

"Virtuous nephew, it's too late! If you continue to delay, I'm afraid that this Nanshan Mountain will die, and even the Daomen Ancestral Court not far away will also suffer. If the ancestral court of the Daomen is turned into a place of death, I am afraid that the ancestors and ancestors will not spare you! You might as well sacrifice the incense for the time being, forming a blessed land of the lower three grades. As for the grade of the blessed land, it's not too late to think of a way in the future!" At this time, Wang Chong, who was dying on the ground, finally raised his head with difficulty, and persuaded Yu Qi with a sincere face.

Open a lower three-grade Dao vein, Yu Qi's branch is over! No matter how big you have a plan, it is useless. If Yu Qi fails to open the pulse, he will also be punished. If Yu Qi only opened the next three grades, he didn't care about his business.

"Old Taoist, do you want to know how to die?" Shi Niang's eyes were red, and the male and female swords behind him vibrate, of course he knew how much his son had paid to plan this blessed land.

"Shi Niang, if you want to kill me, just do it, I know I owe him!" The old Taoist priest closed his eyes: "But now there is no choice, even if you can only open three grades, it is better than turning to death here." It doesn't matter if I die, if I am left with a blessed land, the old man will die without redemption. ”

Ignoring the old Taoist's words, Yu Qi just stretched out his hand and took out a jade bottle from his sleeve: Sanguang Divine Water. Inside the mutton fat jade net bottle, the colorful ripples, the sun, moon and stars are flowing, and it seems to contain a starry sky.

"Three-light divine water!" The old Taoist priest had a good insight, and when he looked at the bottle of three-light divine water, his eyes suddenly straightened, and a pair of eyes stared at the three-light divine water, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. That's the Three Lights Divine Water, which is enough to help the warrior to be reborn, and the monk to reshape his body and live a new life. The moment they saw the appearance of the Sanguang Divine Water, everyone knew what Yu Qi wanted to do.

"Virtuous nephew, the Sanguang Divine Water is created by the innate Sanguang, and it is extremely precious, even if it is a first-class cave sky, it must not be compared. You don't want to spoil the Sanguang Divine Water, instead of using the Sanguang Divine Water to nourish this barren mountain, why don't you give me the Sanguang Divine Water, I will find a good mountain and river for you, and spend millions of taels of gold to reshape a Zhongnan Mountain for you?" The old Taoist priest stared at Yu Qi with a pair of eyes.

Yu Qi ignored him, and still opened the lid on his own.

"How long can you last this bottle of Sanguang Divine Water? Three hours? Five hours? What's the use? It's not wasted?" The old Taoist priest couldn't help but feel distressed.

With a flick of his finger, the three-light divine water in the bottle shook, and in the heart-wrenching gaze of the old Taoist priest, a bottle of three-light divine water was poured on Zhongnan Mountain. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, Zhongnan Mountain, which had been withered and dead, actually regained its vitality again.

"The dojo is a foreign object after all!" the old Taoist priest wanted to cry.