Supreme Merit Cultivation System

Li Mo was noncommittal and said: "But after taking the explosive pill, you will need to use Dream Pill to relieve your drug addiction. Although Dream Pill is cheap... but casual cultivators don't have that much money?"

Tan Cheng patted his fat hand on the case and said nonchalantly: "Brother, you can't stand it now? In this life, you should be happy with your grudges and live your life in a leisurely way. There are a few people who can build foundations and golden elixirs.

The most important thing is to live in the present moment. If you don’t even have a low-grade spiritual stone, then what’s the point of living? It’s better to die early!”

Having said this, he quietly lowered his voice and said: "Brother, fellow Taoist! I think you are not like ordinary people. The effect of taking explosive pills during the middle stage of Qi training is extremely limited. I still have two 'big explosive' pills here. I want to

Don’t you want to try it? God won’t help me, it’s drizzling, I’ll give you a 20% discount..."

Li Mo waved his hands and smiled, and walked straight to the entrance of the fighting arena. He paid the entrance fee for three low-grade spiritual stones. As soon as he entered the arena, he was shaken by the explosive shouts around him. On the round stand,

There were densely packed monks shaking their arms and shouting, and there were probably nearly a thousand in number.

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

"Kill him, violent bull, kill him!"

"Tear him apart, violent bull, like last time, come on!"

…

Li Mo found a corner where no one noticed and sat down. He saw two people fighting happily in the middle of the wide field. One of them was not wearing a robe (of course, it may not be). He was tall and mighty, with

The muscles are gnarled and as strong as an ox. The other person is a petite woman with a curvy figure and is quite beautiful.

They are both in the middle stage of Qi training, and their spiritual power fluctuates soaring into the sky. But if you look closely, you can find that the magic power of these two people is illusory, and they should have increased their cultivation by taking explosive pills.

Unlike the people around him who were shouting with red eyes, the middle-aged man beside Li Mo always maintained a calm silence. This middle-aged man was in his forties, and his robe was also gray and low-key.

Glancing at him, Li Mo coughed lightly and asked, "Do the two people fighting in the front have a grudge?"

The middle-aged man looked listless and said, "Yeah. Bao Niu is the banker's champion, and he tore that girl's eldest brother to pieces. She's here to seek revenge!"

Li Mo: "Will someone die?"

Middle-aged man: "At least one person will die. Because that girl took a large dose of explosive pills for revenge, her meridians and qi seas have swollen and burst, and she will be hopeless once her magic power is exhausted."

Li Mo has checked Le Wu's memory and knows a lot about the bankers. The bankers who run this fighting field are many masters in the late stages of Qi training. They all took refuge in Jin Guangjue, the eldest prince of the Jin Chan Monster Clan many years ago.

According to the geographical classification, it should be regarded as the direct control of the matchmaking monk.

It’s not necessarily that someone comes to fight every day, and not every day there is a vendetta. So the banker sets up an arena. From the early stage of Qi training to the late stage of Qi training, there are champions. As long as the casual cultivators or disciples from various sects can defeat the champion

, you can get a huge bonus.

Of course, the dealer would not make a loss-making business. For example, in the battle on the field, Li Mo's eyesight could easily tell that the woman was about to lose her support. The mana was so weak that it might be that the time for the explosive pill was coming soon.

And the one nicknamed Bao Niu had some tricks up his sleeve, and he didn't even use all his strength.

Sure enough, as the crowd roared and howled like an explosion, the woman's defense had been broken by three Xuanbing Baoyue swords, one of which pierced her Dantian Qi sea cleanly.

The eyes of Bao Niu were full of bloodthirsty madness! He turned his hand and took out a three-pronged fork, shaking his hands and offering it.

The female cultivator who was struggling to get up was penetrated from behind. Her three crotches shook, and her dress was shattered. Her dazzling white body was lifted high and slowly passed over the crowd.

The shouts of "violent bull" and "violent bull" can shatter people's eardrums. Killing and bloodthirsty are brewing in the sky above the crowd, and they are written directly into the heart!….

Even the few spectators who showed unbearable expressions and did not follow the shouting, when the female cultivator was carried and passed over her head, saw the white body struggling and twisting between the forks, and their faces also surged with perverted pleasure.

The three-pronged fork paraded around in a circle and was inserted together with five other steel forks on the sidelines. On each fork, there was a naked human body. Some were male and some were female.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and said: "This is not a fighting field, but a fall field! The hatred will never end?"

The middle-aged man next to him yawned and said, "Yes. My brother is dead, and there is still my sister. My sister is dead, and there is my sister's lover... Hatred is like a knot, once it is knotted, it will always be there.

As soon as he moved, he firmly held both ends of the rope..."

Li Mo stood up slowly and said: "Your Excellency is so wise that it is admirable."

The middle-aged man crossed his chest and leaned back, closed his eyes and said, "You're so smart. I'm just a sweeper, so I'm not surprised after seeing so many things."

Li Mo twisted his mouth and slowly looked towards the main stand. A large umbrella with a width of more than ten feet was held in the air, blocking all the rainwater that hit the main stand. In the main stand, a certain person and himself

There is also a big "knot" between them...

…

On the main stand, five people were sitting high, drinking and chatting, and they were all happy. Everyone had the advanced level of Qi training, and they were fully qualified to be the leader of a first-order sect outside.

Zheng Yuan was surrounded by five people, drinking "sour" wine, but his mood was not as cheerful as his face showed.

Wu Ming was involved in the fighting arena in Maqiao Village, so he had to send someone to keep an eye on it. It used to be Le Wu's job, but he didn't expect that such a boring job would also be his turn.

The Wuyi team is Xiao Wu's direct descendant, and there is no benefit in helping Da Wu.

While he was drinking wine, he suddenly saw a man wearing a curtain hat hurriedly passing by under the stands. Although this man tried his best to lower his head and lowered the brim of his hat with his hand, as an "old acquaintance", as long as this man did not turn into ashes.

, Zheng Yuan can recognize it at a glance.

"Boss Zheng, what's wrong?" the old man next to him asked with a smile and a very respectful tone. For the same monk in the late stage of Qi training, Zheng Yuanke has much more weight than Lewu.

How could Zheng Yuan reveal the truth to these matchmaker and other people? Even if they work together to catch Li Mo, he may not be able to get much if they are on their home court when the benefits are divided.

"It's okay... The rain is nice. I'll go out for a walk while you drink!" Zheng Yuan stood up, but did not rise into the sky. Instead, he blended into the audience below...

…

Sure enough, he was recognized! We have quite a tacit understanding!

Li Mo chuckled to himself and hurried out of the fighting field. After leaving the fighting field, he stepped up into the air, looking left and right from time to time, as if to see if anyone was following him.

Zheng Yuan used his concealment spell and followed nervously. The Black Turtle Cannon was ready to fire at any time, hoping to launch a sneak attack. He was only worried that the person in front ran too fast. Fortunately, this worry was unnecessary, Li Mo controlled the air

Not only was the speed not very fast, but after flying a certain distance, he stopped and coughed up blood.

Where did this shit-stirring stick cause injuries all over his body? Zheng Yuan was overjoyed and his spirit was shaken.

System: "Are you too fake?"

Li Mo: "Isn't it different? That mouthful of blood that I coughed up was real. I forced it out! If I had known that I would improvise, I would have ordered some ketchup..."

Looking back at the dark fighting arena, he felt that the depressing feeling he had felt when he was underground was following him again.

He doesn't like this feeling, cannot accept it, and may never adapt to this depressing feeling. When he comes to the world of cultivating immortals, he not only helps save the universe, but also seeks his own great freedom and liberation.

But he saw a lot of things that made him feel depressed, and they were deeply rooted in his heart. As long as these things still exist, it is impossible for him to achieve true relief and freedom.

I wonder if this is one of the conditions for the old man of the Will of the Universe to find a system executor. After all, being able to live in the same dust as light may not necessarily meet his requirements. This is Li Mo's guess, a peculiar intuition of an otaku...

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