Dragon Emperor, Martial God

I'm sorry to say that the next big plot is not easy to write. Lao Bu was seriously stuck yesterday and his condition was not good, so I have been thinking about the outline. I owe everyone two updates, and I will make up for it.

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Ling Yun hadn't experienced this kind of exhilarating feeling of being able to put a huge amount of things, or super-large objects, into his pocket with a single thought, completely belonging to himself.

Ling Yun remembered that when he was cultivating in the Great World, he once used his immortal-level space ring to collect eighty-one top-quality immortal spirit veins that were thousands of miles long in a row in a prehistoric land!

At that time, although Ling Yun was about to cross the catastrophe, those fairy veins were of little use to him, but the sudden satisfaction of collecting those fairy veins at that time still made Ling Yun's heart tremble, and he remembered it for a long time endlessly.

If those eighty-one thousand-mile-long fairy veins were still there, it would be enough for hundreds of Ling Yun to cultivate to the tribulation stage again.

But now, let alone eighty-one fairy veins, it is difficult to find a top-quality spirit stone on earth.

"Hey, this gap, as expected, the past can only be recalled..."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, and he sighed, but his divine sense flickered again and again, and soon he plundered all the gold in the room, and put it all into his Taixu ring.

Only the pile of gold bricks that Mo Wudao pressed under his body remained.

At this time, Mo Wudao was still lying on top of the pile of gold bricks, and he hadn't gotten up. His arms were wide open, his hands were sliding around on the surface of the gold bricks, and he kept muttering to himself. : "These are all gold bricks, they are all mine, these are all mine..."

Ling Yun turned his head and looked at Edward and Jester who were behind him, and the three couldn't help but smile at the same time.

Jester shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said, "Obviously it's all mine..."

Edward didn't even look at those gold bricks, and said indifferently: "It's just something outside of the body."

Then he turned his head to look at Jester, and added very seriously: "It's all about the master."

Ling Yun laughed, and flew forward, facing Mo Wudao's ass, which was vividly displayed in the image of a miser, raised his leg and kicked it hard.

This kick was quite heavy, which made Mo Wudao's body come into closer contact with the pile of gold bricks, and slammed into the gold bricks that were half as tall as a person.

The neatly stacked gold bricks were almost knocked over by the huge force.

"Ah, who kicked me!"

Mo Wudao was in pain, and was finally kicked awake. He turned his head and glared at Ling Yun: "Didn't you say that all these belong to me? Why did you kick me?"

Ling Yun stretched out his hand, pointed to the pile of gold bricks and said, "Yes, you can take all of them, and you can take them away if you have the ability."

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Mo Wudao was dumbfounded.

That pile of gold bricks must weigh at least a ton, and they are piece by piece.

"Hey, brother Yun, dear brother, let's discuss whether it's okay. This pile of gold bricks belongs to me. Can you take them back for me?"

Mo Wudao changed into a flattering expression on his face, begging Ling Yun and said.

Ling Yun shook his head like a rattle: "There is no way, if you want, you can bring it yourself, hehe..."

Mo Wudao immediately scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks anxiously, staring and said: "What kind of brother are you?!"

Ling Yun secretly laughed in his heart, and continued to tease him, saying: "You can take so much gold as you like, isn't that enough for brothers?"

These words were so powerful that Mo Wudao was speechless in an instant.

He looked at the pile of gold with great nostalgia, and finally gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Take it yourself, you can take it yourself, you really can't help it?!"

While talking, Mo Wudao quickly took off the Taoist robe on his body, spread it on the ground, then grabbed the gold brick and put it in the Taoist robe.

But after picking up a gold brick, Mo Wudao's arm sank suddenly, and he was stunned.

"So heavy?!"

The density of gold is very high. A piece as big as an ordinary brick weighs about fifty catties, so it's no wonder it doesn't sink.

When Lingyun Clinic opened, Miao Xiaomiao gave him six gold bricks as a gift, the six pieces weighed more than 300 catties, and they were still placed in Lingyun's space ring.

These gold bricks are about the same size as the gold bricks that Miao Xiaomiao gave to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun folded his hands on his chest, looked down at Mo Wudao who was dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "Little Taoist priest, I advise you not to be greedy, just take two pieces. This is pure gold, and one brick is worth more than seven million yuan."

"Now I know why you were asked to practice? If you don't cultivate well, let alone fight, you don't have enough strength, even if money is under your nose, you can't take it away..."

Ling Yun looked at Mo Wudao who was completely stunned, and began to teach by example, and finally revealed his purpose.

This world is dominated by the strong. If you are not strong enough, even if you are given something, you will not be able to get it, accept it, or keep it.

Mo Wudao blinked, his eyes suddenly became bright, he threw away the gold brick, stood up silently, and put on the Taoist robe again.

With Ling Yun around, Mo Wudao knew that it was impossible for him to be short of money. He wanted to get gold bricks, but he wanted a psychological satisfaction.

After all, this is a gold brick, who wouldn't want it?

But what he wanted was psychological satisfaction, but what Ling Yun told him was the profound truth in the world.

Ling Yun brought Mo Wudao by his side, and what he wanted to break was his heart barrier, leading him to the Dao of cultivation.

Until one day, Mo Wudao really realized the importance of cultivation, and began to be like Ling Yun, willing to take the initiative to cultivate.

Seeing Mo Wudao's enlightened look, Ling Yun smiled: "Why, no more?"

Mo Wudao glared at Ling Yun fiercely, and said insincerely: "Besides, we Taoists have already seen through the world of mortals, and money is something outside of us, so it's not rare..."

However, despite what he said, he couldn't help but grabbed a gold brick with one hand, pressed it tightly to his chest, and said ruthlessly: "I'll take this one, and when the time comes, I'll go back to Maoshan. How about showing off to my poor ghost master, we are also people with gold bricks!"

Ling Yun laughed aloud, thinking that it is true that Maoshan is so rich, how could it be possible to be poor.

Mo Wudao carried a body-fixing talisman with him, and it must have been his master who asked him to take it down the mountain to protect himself and save his life at critical times. That body-fixing talisman can be sold for more than 10 million yuan, how could Maoshan be poor.

Allowing Mo Wudao to take away the gold brick, Ling Yun swept away the rest of the gold brick and put them all into the Taixu ring.

For Ling Yun's hand, Mo Wudao was extremely greedy. He knew that the space ring in Ling Yun's hand was the real treasure.

Ling Yun finished collecting the gold, and said lightly: "I have made a lot of this kind of ring in the past two days. I originally had one of yours, but your level is not enough. Wearing it is also a disaster. When your level is enough, I will give it to you." One is."

Ling Yun said it calmly, but Mo Wudao was ecstatic when he heard it!

For the space ring in Ling Yun's hand, Mo Wudao has not been greedy for a day or two, he wants to have one even in his dreams.

Mo Wudao couldn't believe it, and asked in shock: "Really...really?!"

Of course Ling Yun was not joking this time, he nodded firmly, and said with a smile: "As long as you reach the fourth floor of Xiantian, I will give you one."

Mo Wudao was confirmed by Ling Yun, and he immediately jumped up and shouted: "Damn, what's the delay, go back quickly, don't delay my cultivation!"

There has never been a moment when Mo Wudao was so impatient to cultivate and improve his realm.

"No rush, I'll leave as soon as I make arrangements."

Ling Yun waved his hand and called Edward over.

"Owner."

Ling Yun ordered: "After the gold is taken away, there is nothing worth protecting here. However, a week later, we will have a life-and-death battle with the enemy here, so, Edward, you have to stay here for a while, help me Look here."

Edward nodded happily and said, "Edward will follow your orders."

Ling Yun smiled, he remembered something, and asked again: "How do you feel with your blood yuan beads these days?"

Ever since the night of rescuing Ling Xiao, Ling Yun had injected the blood orb into Edward's body, and never got it back.

Edward said excitedly: "Master, this magical bead is amazing for our blood clan. I feel that the speed of cultivation is several times faster, and the effect of using the blood clan's secret method is also many times stronger than that of the same realm. .”

Speaking of the excitement, Edward bowed to Ling Yun excitedly: "Master, Edward is sincerely grateful for your selfless help. Now I feel that I can upgrade my level at any time."

Edward is the pinnacle of the marquis, and if he improves further, he will be the real grand duke.

Ling Yun smiled casually.

Blood Yuanzhu, blood clan, on the right way.

The Chen family asked Chen Jiangui to worship the Blood Demon Sect first, and then let him go to the west to become a blood clan. It seems that it was premeditated, and they wanted to find a new way to maximize the effect of their family inheritance.

It's a pity that this plan met Ling Yun and was completely aborted.

"This bead is called the Blood Yuan Bead, so you can continue to practice while wearing it for a few days. Take care of this place."

After Ling Yun finished explaining, he waved his hand directly: "Jester, let's go."

Ling Yun, Jester, and Mo Wudao flew out of the underground secret room and came out to the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, there is a bright moon in the sky, the Milky Way is bright, and the sky is full of stars.

Without waiting for Ling Yun to greet him, Jester took the initiative to transform into a humanoid bird, spread his wings, fluttered across the sky, and waited for Ling Yun to come up.

Ling Yun was also polite, and dragged Mo Wudao to fly over to Jester's back.

Mo Wudao was shocked, he hugged the gold brick with one hand, and tightly held Ling Yun with the other, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

Ling Yun frowned slightly: "Please, can you stop grabbing my waist and support my shoulder?"

If it was Ye Xingchen or Cao Shanshan, Ling Yun would have wished for it, but Mo Wudao would have avoided it.

Mo Wudao quickly raised his hand and grabbed Ling Yun's shoulder vigorously.

Seeing the nervous look of the little Taoist, Ling Yun laughed.

He raised his finger and pointed to the south direction, then smiled and said, "Come on, let me take you and pretend to fly with you!"

Ling Yun's current location is in the northeast of the capital, and he is going to Zhengnan now, so he naturally has an appointment to go to the eastern suburbs of the capital to meet Ye Xingchen. (To be continued.)