Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Many Ascendants
"To three. ”
"I can't afford it. ”
"King Bomb!"
"Brother Li, this has made you lose again, and the bet has to be doubled. ”
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The rules of fighting landlords are very simple.
Li Mu and the others were trapped in the forest for several months, and in addition to physical torture, mental poverty was also unbearable.
Therefore, without much hesitation, the three of them began to play cards according to the method introduced by the rules.
Today, Li Mu's luck is not very good, in just half an hour, he lost five mansions and thirteen shops for his sect, and even the famous young female disciples in the sect are about to be won by Lu Zhenren.
He blushed and said ashamedly: "Otherwise, I will let the head of the family and my nephew go to Daliang City to make trouble and learn how to bark twice......, how about it?"
Lu Zhenren naturally didn't follow: "Brother Li, it is normal for people to be willing to gamble and lose, you and I are both people who will be in the immortal class sooner or later, how can you be so stingy?"
What's more, how can I not be the husband of the two heroines of your faction, Hu Shao and Yu Shao, who sent Hu Shao and Yu Shao?"
"It's not your young man...... It's just Eun Jing...... Hey......"
Just when the two ancestors were arguing over the lifelong events of the younger generations of the sect, the Mingshan Daoist suddenly exclaimed: "Two brothers, look!"
When Li Er and Lu Zhenren heard this, they saw that the axe that had been placed on the side of the stump had now become unrecognizable.
The iron blade of the axe has long been mottled and rusted, and it looks like it has been ravaged by the moisture of the mountains.
The handle of the axe made of wood was even more rotten, and it was completely shattered into ashes with the touch of a finger.
"The three of us have only been playing cards for half an hour, right? Why does the axe look like it's been around for decades?"
"Look at the tree on the side, I remember that this one was originally only the thickness of a bowl, but now it is the size of a millstone, right?"
"What the hell is going on?"
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Just when the three of them had no clue, Li Mu suddenly raised his head and pointed to the sky: "Hey, Brother Yuan, isn't that the flying pigeon sent by your Imperial City?"
I saw that in the gap in the green canopy, I could barely see a carrier pigeon flying by.
Li Mu and Mingshan Daoren were embarrassed to make a move, but Lu Zhenren, as the Supreme Elder of the Imperial City Sect, had no such concerns.
With a flick of his finger, a stone shot like a bullet into the sky.
In an instant, the flying dove fluttered its wings and fell.
The three of them resisted the urge to eat the fat pigeon alive, and hurriedly removed the letter from its feet.
"What !?"
Just as soon as they read the contents of the letter, the three of them were shocked.
Especially Li Mu and Lu Zhenren, who were still arguing about the marriage of the juniors of the sect just now, were even more dumbfounded.
"The tiger boy who was full of chivalry in Kyoto back then is now ninety and five years old?"
"And he was in the same room, causing trouble to Xiao Wall, taking advantage of the hot pot to eat less fire and bathing, usurping a high position, and becoming the tiger head of the Quartet?"
The explosive news in the letter shocked the three of them.
"Could it be that we have played the cards for half an hour, and it has been seventy years in the world?"
"My Enjing!ah!"
As soon as such a thought appeared, the three of them felt dizzy, and then their eyes went black and they stopped waking up.
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Zhang Zifan looked at the three extra little ants in his small courtyard and nodded with satisfaction.
Untied the knot so quickly, and it soared day by day, and it really lived up to his expectations.
Since the peak of the ascension has passed, Zhang Zifan has restored the time flow rate in the small courtyard to one day and ten thousand years.
Therefore, Zhang Zifan went to the back door to send these three brothers to the fairy world, and the start will be later.
However, even if it is one or two thousand years behind others, it is only an inconspicuous moment on the long immortal road, and it will not have any impact.
Including the three newcomers, there are now more than twenty ascenders in the entire courtyard.
According to Zhang Zifan's understanding, Feisheng is equivalent to reincarnating in Europe, North America, and Australia in the previous life, which is a simple model.
Feisheng is in Dongsheng Shenzhou, which is equivalent to reincarnation in China, which is a general model.
Ascension is in Xihe Niuzhou, which is equivalent to reincarnation in India and South America, which is considered Hardmode.
Ascension in Beiju Luzhou, which is equivalent to reincarnation in countries such as Liberia, Somalia, Iraq, and Syria, belongs to the hell mode.
Fortunately, the place of ascension seems to be linked to the nature of the exercises.
Most of the Ascendants were still systematically assigned to the two regions of Nanzhan Buzhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou.
As long as you don't die big, you should be able to grow up healthily.
At present, there are only two people in Xihe Niuzhou, Wu Du Zen Master and Baoshu Living Buddha, and they are still running the barren Lingshan Mountain.
And the guy with the worst luck, called the Styx Ancestor, was assigned by the system to the lifeless Beiju Luzhou.
Beiju Luzhou is a place where there is no grass, except for stones and soil.
Although there is a lot of humus in the soil, people cannot survive by eating these things.
Fortunately, the time for the Styx to ascend was better, it was exactly ten o'clock in the morning, when Zhang Zifan got up.
If Zhang Zifan hadn't discovered it in time, dropping a drop of indescribable liquid near him, this Styx Ancestor would have died of hunger.
This liquid is produced in cattle and is rich in protein, polysaccharides and vitamins.
So for the time being, the River Styx can be regarded as a blessing in disguise and has found an opportunity.
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