National Luck: At the beginning of the game, 1.4 billion people help me build a foundation

Die! Die to me all!

As soon as Hedaoqi regained consciousness, he saw that there were only two monks still alive in the infinite sea of ​​flowers, one was himself, and the other was Muchen who looked like he was crazy.

"I...how could it be!"

The Hedao monk glanced at his body, only to find that his body had been shattered from the chest down, and he had no consciousness yet. It seemed that the connection between his body and his soul had been severed.

"I am clearly in the realm, how could he be? He is just a Nascent Soul stage!"

The monk in the Hedao stage suppressed the fear in his heart, used spiritual energy, and restored his body to the original state in the blink of an eye, but he did not dare to move rashly with his huge body.

"There's one more."

Muchen looked at the Hedao-stage monk, and his voice was like the low voice of an evil ghost, which made the Hedao-stage monk involuntarily shrink back.

"I won't lose. How could I lose? I'm in the Hedao stage! He's just a Nascent Soul!"

Hedao Qi roared angrily and raised his hands to the sky. A mountain with a height of ten thousand feet immediately appeared in the sky, covering Muchen. This mountain peak contained the power of the laws of heaven and earth. It was impossible for the monks under Hedao to use magical powers.

.

"It's just a dead body!"

Muchen's eyes were determined, looking at the huge mountain above his head that was as powerful as the sky, without any wavering in his eyes.

With a clang, a golden sword appeared in his hand. This sword had no edge or handle, and was more like a long iron block. However, the blade of the sword kept bursting out golden flowers one after another, and they disappeared in an instant.

, like summer flowers.

"When I cut through this mountain, you will be next!"

Muchen's blood-red eyes looked at the Hedao monk, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand.

Like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for many years, the demonic energy happily ran out of Muchen's limbs and condensed on the Soul Sword.

Muchen calmed down and was about to swing his sword to strike out, but found that the mountain peak above his head had disappeared.

"Huh?"

Muchen turned around and looked, and the Hedao-stage monk had already disappeared without a trace.

"Fuck, run faster. Every time it takes for him to move his Transformation Skill, I lose one year of life. My life is almost gone!"

Muchen spat out a mouthful of blood, put away the Soul Sword, his aura was gone, and his body fell limply to the ground.

"You are really amazing. I didn't even take action, but you managed to get rid of these people."

Muchen raised his head with difficulty and saw a hot-figured cat-eared woman walking towards him in extremely revealing clothing.

"The Mahayana period...is over now."

Muchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked: "Are you here to seize the treasure? You'd better give up this idea. Although I can't kill you, I can kill your soul and destroy this soul sword.

, it’s not worth doing such an uneconomical deal!”

The cat-eared woman put her hands on her hips and said to Muchen charmingly: "Master said before that you had some abilities, but I didn't believe it. Now I'm sure that you can bring many surprises to those bald men!"

She walked up to Muchen, who could only put one hand on the ground and barely support himself, but he couldn't even stand up.

The cat-eared woman stretched out her long legs, lifted Muchen's chin with her jade feet, and said:

"Based on your ability to make up lies without changing your face even though you can't even stand up, you must be an enemy that gives Buddhism a headache."

Muchen smiled bitterly, he must have understood that the woman in front of him was no longer an enemy.

"As a man, you can't say you can't do it!"

The cat-eared woman smiled, poked Muchen's cheek with her toes, and said with a smile:

"You are really cute, but I like it very much, so let me add another twist for you!"

She bent down, held Muchen's chin with her hand, and after sizing it up, she kissed him directly.

Muchen's body stiffened, but then he started to enjoy it.

Firebird happened to wake up at this moment. He covered the wound on his chest and saw Muchen and Catwoman kissing passionately, so he rubbed his eyes again.

"Is this the end of the hunt and the temptation to seduce?"

The two kissed for a long time, and Catwoman suddenly pushed Muchen away, wiped her mouth, and said:

"Okay! Your skills are too poor. This won't be your first kiss, right?"

Muchen's face turned red, but he found that the energy and lifespan he had consumed had been restored, and his cultivation had become much more stable.

"I gave you my life. I originally wanted to protect you on this trip, but I killed these people myself. If I don't do something, the master will scold me when I go back! Although it's a bit advantageous to you,

But as long as you can make the Buddhist chickens and dogs restless, the master will be happy, and if the master is happy, I will be happy too!"

The cat-eared woman talked to herself, which made Muchen and Firebird faint.

"Thank you so much, fairy."

Muchen thanked him, and the cat-eared woman nodded and disappeared without a trace.

"What to do now?" Firebird asked.

Muchen looked at the materials in the storage ring and said with satisfaction: "Of course I need to find a remote cave, break through the spirit transformation first, and then get the materials to practice the Self-Transformation Skill."

Fire Bird was a little envious: "This Transformation Self-Transformation Kung Fu is really overbearing. It is indeed a Dao-level Kung Fu that combines body tempering, spirit refining, and Qi nourishment. You are really lucky."

Muchen patted himself and stood up: "Then I'll train you but you don't want to train because it's expensive."

Firebird cursed: "Damn it, who can be like you, a monster, fighting and risking one's life? If you don't activate this Self-Transformation Skill, it will consume a hundred years of your life every year. I don't want to die so early. I forget it."

For a moment, if you don't take action and break through to the immortal realm within a hundred years, you will be free. If you learn this magic skill, you will drink poison to quench your thirst."

"It's troublesome for others, but it's just right for me."

Muchen's eyes wandered, it was already dawn, and the first ray of sunlight fell on his body, bringing a little warmth.

…

A year later, in a mountain range in the Western Continent, an earth-shaking sound suddenly erupted. The sky above the mountain range also changed color one after another. It was sunny, cloudy, windy and rainy, and cloudless.

"I'm out!"

With a roar, a mountain peak cracked neatly in the middle and split into two halves. A stream of light flew out from it and continued to dance around the mountain peak.

With the joint efforts of hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators in the Dragon Kingdom, Muchen's required cultivation level was quickly enough. Others needed to work hard for thousands of years to reach a state, but he reached it in just a few years, and he had achieved it in just a few years.

He has also accumulated a lot of insights, and the insights needed to break through the enlightenment of Shangwu Lei San and Dajue Zen Master are not a problem for him at all.

"I've become a god! Now that I can open the realm, I no longer need longevity! My dust realm has also been strengthened, haha!"