Supreme Merit Cultivation System

The next time was waiting. Li Mo shouted from time to time, but unfortunately there were many people watching the fun, but no one signed up.

It takes tyrannical strength to break into the Eight Perfect Paths, and not everyone has this strength.

The huge danger and the measurable death rate keep all speculators away.

But the waiting time is definitely not as long as everyone imagined.

When Li Mo was asking Xia how much money Shanxianglou had granted her for this operation, he suddenly saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.[

It wasn't that he recognized this person, but that this person had passed by them for the twelfth time.

He looked like a skinny old man in his eighties or nineties. He was already old and had lost most of his hair. The robe he was wearing was dirty and torn, and his eyes looked like he had a long life.

Maybe he would pass by the thirteenth or fourteenth time. But on the twelfth time, Feng Yuanyuan, who was chatting quietly with the plush girl, occasionally glanced at her and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Is it Mr. Chen?"

The sloppy old man stopped and looked at Feng Yuanyuan with squinted eyes, with a hint of disappointment on his face. However, he still came over and cupped his hands, and said forcefully: "It turns out to be Sister Yishui. I'm glad to meet you."

Feng Yuanyuan returned the gift with a puzzled look on her face and said: "Mr. Chen, how many years have you been away from the Jinhai sect? Why did you take the risk to enter the sea of ​​​​beauties this time?"

The sloppy old man grumbled: "Just come over and have a look..."

Zuo Ning looked at him with blazing eyes, crossed his arms and said, "Old sir, you want to break into the Eight Perfect Paths, but you don't look down on the strength of our team, right?"

The sloppy old man grinned, showing his rotten teeth, and sneered: "How could it be possible? How could it be possible?"

Feng Yuanyuan also understood something. She narrowed her eyes with a smile and said sharply: "Mr. Chen, don't think I am in this team. In fact, I am just a make-up. They are all real masters. Look at this demon cultivator.

, it looks strange at first glance, but in fact she is the only daughter of the True Immortal of Hedao. All the things that protect her body are immortal weapons!"

The sloppy old man glanced at the stuffed girl and leaned back in shock, as if he was about to sit down on the ground.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and glanced at the fluffy girl, and said through the voice: "Buying a relationship is a relationship, do you need to pull such a big egg? How many years old is the Hedao True Immortal, and he is still a demon cultivator. There are not a lot of girls there?"

The plush girl responded with a non-smiling voice: "You fart! It's better for a couple to have only one child. Do you think we demon cultivators don't understand this?"

Li Mo was also shocked. Why did these words sound so familiar?

Seeing the puzzled look on his face, the plush girl immediately became energetic and said in a very disdainful tone: "Isn't it right? As a human race, you don't even understand this truth? My parents have prepared for tens of thousands of years to give birth to me.

, I was born with extremely high talents! And with fewer children, resources can be concentrated. Eugenics and nurturing are the right way."

Li Mo's face was twitching. He sent a voice message: "Then what?"

The fluffy girl was even more disdainful: "What's next? It took tens of thousands of years to give birth to a pure and pure me, and I became a saint in the Demon Temple not long after I was born. What a high position this is. Guang Sa Bo

It’s so meaningless. How many promising next generations have limited achievements due to insufficient resources..."

Li Mo looked at her deeply with dead fish eyes and said word by word: "I mean, your parents have worked hard for you for tens of thousands of years. Just in case you die accidentally... Oops!

"

There was another scream. The plush girl's speed was too fast, and the little leather boots flew over with a "swish". Li Mo's foot bones were stepped on with a "click" sound, as if they were cracked.

"Ivory can't come out of a dog's mouth!" the furry girl scolded with a dark face.[

Li Mo was fooling around with the stuffed girl, and Zuo Ning automatically promoted himself to the captain. He said to the old man seriously: "Old sir, there are not many teams that dare to enter the Eight Perfect Paths. In the next hundred years, we will be the only team before the sea of ​​​​beauties closes.

, it’s not a qgu thing!”

His words became the straw that broke the camel's back. The old man's hesitant eyes became firm, and he smiled dryly: "Then... I wonder if this captain can accept me?"

team leader?

Zuo Ning was in a happy mood, swaying his arms and said with a smile: "Yes, why not? There is no need to test the strength. The old gentleman is in the late stage of refining the void. It seems that he has practiced Taoism for at least a thousand years. He wants to be able to exert the power of the second level of immortal power."

Isn’t it difficult?”

"Yes, yes! It's just that I'm a few years old and can't last too long." The old man said with a flattering smile.

As a poor man, his time to be a captain is too limited. Zuo Ning took the time to show off his style and asked: "What is the old gentleman's name..."

The sloppy old man quickly called his number and said: "I'm Yin Xingzi."

Zuo Ning searched his memory. Unfortunately, the age gap between the two was too big, and they had never heard of such a number one person. He then asked, "How many alternatives have fellow Taoists prepared?"

The sloppy old man laughed and said: "There are more than ten prepared, and they are all about the same level as me."

Why is this old man so naughty? Li Mo, who was rubbing his feet, finally remembered that he was the captain. After thinking about it, he asked: "Aren't they all as old as...you?"

While speaking, he pushed Zuo Ning aside very rudely, declaring that he was the real captain.

When Yin Xingzi saw Zuo Ning being pushed to one side, he just looked resigned, then he knew who the real master was. He laughed twice, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Li Mo glanced at Feng Yuanyuan and saw her shaking her head, feeling confused.

The Jinhai Sect is a sect affiliated with the Yishui Sect, and it is also very powerful. Every tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, there will always be one or two Mahayana masters.

How could such a sect allow a bunch of old men and women to come and join the sea of ​​beauties? With such a level of cultivation and age, the Jinhai sect should be the key to protecting animals, right?

But it’s hard to say. Who knows if these old men and women are not willing to die of old age? It is understandable that they come to the beauty sea to have a try when they are trapped in the age limit.

"Now that we have recruited enough people, let's get ready to go." Li Mo said.

After saying that, Zuo Ning sat down and took out some spiritual wine and side dishes to start eating.

"What...are you doing?" Li Mo asked with his eyes widened.

"I don't think buying a ticket can be done in a few quarters of an hour!" Zuo Ning held up a wine bottle and motioned to the long and winding queue at the high platform.

Li Mo glanced at him with disdain, and went directly to the high platform with his hands behind his back. He came to the person ranked first and whispered something. The monk who was in the middle stage of becoming a god ran to the end of the line and queued up again.

Went.

But after a short while, Li Mo had already returned with a handful of Jade Talisman tickets... (To be continued...) [