I Can Redeem the Merit Template

Even though he knew the hope was slim, Qingdu Laodao was still unwilling to give up.

He drove the light and came to this fairy mountain called Tianji Pavilion in an instant.

Taoist Zishan, the master of Tianji Pavilion, is well-known in the Qingyang world. This old Zishan Taoist is best at Yi Dao, and as long as he pays a certain price, he can always make people's wishes come true.

However, to the disappointment of Taoists in Qingdu, the result of this trip was unexpected.

The Zishan veteran was not even willing to meet his old friend, and gave a clear answer, and would not give him divination.

This surprised the Taoists of Qingdu!

Even if Qingdu's old Taoist mouth was worn out, and he even expressed his willingness to pay a high price, he still failed to change the ending.

This made the Qingdu Taoists smell a little uneasy.

Zishan Daojun has always been greedy, because practicing the way of natural secrets and easy reasoning is a bottomless pit in itself.

The Taoist of Qingdu weighed the gains and losses for a moment in front of the Tianji Pavilion, but in the end he still couldn't overcome his obsession with the sacred tree of stars.

The Taoist in Qingdu was keenly aware of the danger, but if the sacred tree on that day was really the sacred tree of stars, he would be willing to take the risk.

The Taoist in Qingdu thought about it, but he still couldn't let go of his obsession. He immediately aimed at a piece of pure land of Buddhism and Taoism, thought for a while and turned into Daoguang and flew towards this pure land Buddhist temple.

It is called the Liuli Temple, and there is also a Buddhist virtuoso sitting in the clinic. This Buddhist virtuoso has already proved the Buddha's Dharma body.

Inside the Secret Pavilion

After Taoist Qingdu left, Taoist Zishan appeared on the top of the mountain, staring at the figure of Taoist Qindu who hastily left, this Taoist shook his head.

"Calamity is imminent, and fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, so what can I do!"

Zishan Daojun's face was calm, and his figure turned into a stream of light in an instant and disappeared into the cave again.

...

Ziweixing

Wang Yuan stayed here for two months, and in two months he summed up all his skyrocketing magical powers.

Walking out of the Ziwei Divine Tower, Wang Yuan felt refreshed all over his body, his eyes swept over the desolate and deserted giant divine tower below him, and suddenly a thought came to Wang Yuan.

When this idea came up, Wang Yuan was eager to try it.

As the emperor of Ziwei, he should be the natural lord of Ziwei. This piece of Ziwei's divine tower, which is not under control, suddenly becomes a bit of an eyesore.

Wang Yuan secretly said: "It should be justified to accept the legacy of the previous Emperor Ziwei!"

A mighty Ziwei divine light flowed out of his body, turning into a long river of purple qi and infiltrating towards the Ziwei divine tower under his feet. More and more purple qi permeated under his feet, and the refining seemed to be very smooth.

But half an hour later, Wang Yuan's face changed slightly. His expression changed and he looked at the upper floor of Ziwei Divine Tower. There was a strong force of sucking power surging in, absorbing part of the divine power in his body in an instant.

It's like a bottomless pit.

Wang Yuan took the initiative to interrupt this temptation.

"No, it seems that there is still a long way to go!"

Wang Yuan frowned, wondering if there was any secret in Ziwei Divine Tower.

But in a flash, Wang Yuan shook his head: "The pissing nature of the above Emperor Ziwei, I'm afraid there are more big pits than good fortune..."

After thinking about it, Wang Yuan decided not to cause such trouble for the time being.

Now he wants to have the skills, the magic weapon, the magic weapon, and the Heavenly Emperor Palace as a backing. His life is harmonious and beautiful, so he doesn't need to go find trouble himself.

Let it be an eyesore!

After the retreat, Wang Yuan was ready to return to the Great Song Dynasty.

Doing the math, at this time, it has been more than two years since he last appeared in the Great Song Dynasty.

The time lapse of the Chenghai Realm and the prehistoric land below is a bit different, almost thirty to one, and two years is enough for many things to happen.

"It should be stronger!"

Wang Yuan guessed in his heart that he could remotely sense the luck and aura of the Great Song Dynasty at this time.

In his perception, Da Song's luck has increased a lot during this time, nearly one-third of his body size.

Obviously, the Great Song Dynasty should be developing towards a benign trend.

If not, there would be no such change in luck.

At this time, Wang Yuan looked in another direction. "However, it seems that someone is targeting Da Song!"

There is an invisible causal connection of malice in the void, which makes his primordial spirit surge.

This is someone who is chanting his god's name. There are many people who chanted Ziwei's god's name before, and Wang Yuan never cared about it, but this time there are some exceptions, especially after his primordial spirit's spiritual awareness has grown, this kind of malice suddenly shines. On the back, it couldn't be more obvious.

This feeling was never there before.

The induction of innate gods is not so deep.

"Is it the change brought about by the condensed golden wheel of merit?" Wang Yuan secretly guessed in his heart, but he still subconsciously ran Ziwei Doushu to calculate one or two. For a moment, his gloomy gaze followed the call of the divine name in the dark, and fell downward. .

...

In the Great Liao Kingdom, this place has been turned into scorched earth. In a bright and beautiful mansion, many well-dressed masters are moving back and forth in front of the mansion, carrying goods.

This is where Shangjing, the capital of the Liao Kingdom, was once today.

Now he has become another state capital in the north of the Great Song God, Linhuang Mansion!

And this mansion belongs to the Zhang family, who are well-known wealthy merchants in Linhuang Mansion. After Linhuang Mansion was breached by the Song army, the Zhang family even took the opportunity to establish a relationship with the Song army, and there was a lot of trouble here.

This time, the boxes of goods transported this time were rumored to be "good things" looted from the Linhuang Mansion. They were loaded onto vehicles and sent to Shenjing, where they were sold to the nobles in Shenjing.

What Wang Yuan noticed was not these martial artists, but two strange monks in the back house of the Zhang family who were secretly watching over the courtyard.

The reason for saying it is strange is that although these two monks have the characteristics of military monks, they have a suspicious evil spirit that cannot be hidden.

There is also a heretical evil god.

The two are chatting.

I saw one of the monks carefully exhorting and said:

"...My lord, this batch of goods is the last batch, so be careful when escorting them!"

The leftist evil god didn't care at all: "Don't worry about it, so many times before, you and I have been able to avoid the scrutiny of the gods of the Demon Division safely, and it is the same this time. Vulnerabilities..."

"It's better to be cautious. After all, the emperor of Song Dynasty is Ziweixing Lord in the sky. Who knows what kind of ability he has!"

Hearing the words, the evil god sneered: "So what about Ziwei Xingjun, he's just a Xingjun!

Just wait for my lord to successfully summon more helpers, this world is also our playground, and sooner or later we will take down this god! "

Wang Yuan: "..."

He then said again: "You Liao monks, don't worry, your enmity is just a trivial matter! Are you still afraid of those noble girls and concubines who have been taken away after breaking the Song Dynasty?"

"After the fall of the Great Song Dynasty, you can also plunder wantonly, those noble daughters of the Zhao family are much more beautiful than those of you in the capital!