Jiang Zu

Jiang Hua landed on Lei Zhenzi's back and called up the personal panel to check.

Name: Jiang Hua

Race: Terran

Cultivation: Middle Foundation Establishment

Merit points: 10086
Remaining life: 37580 days

Cultivation method: wishful supernatural power volume [-]

Equipment: Ruyi

Items: Killing Strike Card*10, Indestructible Golden Body Card*1, Heaven’s Punishment Card*8, Disguise Card*10, Weakness Card*9
Royal Beast: Lei Zhenzi, Spirit Vine, King Kong
Other functions: mall, package

"I didn't expect that once I break through, I will be in the middle stage of foundation establishment. If I don't rely on the system's hole cards, I don't know how powerful this old man is?"

Feeling the realm of cultivation, Jiang Hua said narcissistically: "A Jindan real person has no fear, at least my bitter sea spiritual power level is not weaker than Jindan's spiritual power."

"Master, what about these demon kings?"

Lei Zhenzi looked at the six demon kings who were still unconscious on the ground and said.

"Look for a thick rattan on the spot and string it up and bring it back."

Jiang Hua stroked his beard and ordered.

South County, South Wall.

I saw a series of unconscious and seriously injured demon kings dragging under Lei Peng.

A black tiger!
A blood dragon!
An ape!
Three barbarians!

"The patron saint is mighty!"

"The patron saint is mighty!"

"The patron saint is mighty!"

The people of Zhao State on the south wall burst into applause when they saw this scene.

[Ding, receiving devout worship, merit +1]

[Ding, receiving devout worship, merit +1]

[Ding, receiving devout worship, merit +1]

Jiang Hua didn't expect to get so many worship merits for nothing all at once. There are at least 3000 people in the south wall.

"Father, you can be regarded as mighty! Is this taking all the monster kings of the Nanman in one pot?"

A cloud of green clouds came up to meet him, and Jiang Xiashun said happily.

"Okay, the scholars are flattering, my father has to rush back to Jiangyuan to save your elder brother's life, and these prisoners will be sent directly to Qinglong Dojo."

If Jiang Hua didn't go back in a hurry, he would rather lead the Monster Man King all the way back. This would definitely attract attention along the way and earn a lot of merit.

However, worship is limited to the first time you will get merit, so it will be the same sooner or later. Only strengthening your faith is the way to keep flowing.

"Master is up!"

"Master is up!"

"Master is up!"

A figure on the south wall kept gesticulating in the air, waving its hands without getting tired.

"Who is this person?"

Jiang Hua found it interesting, as if he saw a so-called fan?

"This person's original name was Jiang Li, but later changed to Jiang Li."

Jiang Xiashun couldn't laugh or cry, and briefly introduced Jiang Li's situation.

Jiang Hua stroked his beard, gave Jiang Xiashun a small bottle of white lotion, then shook out a drop of white liquid, and waved it towards Jiang Li.

"Cultivate well, if you succeed in your practice in the future, the old man will accept you as a registered disciple."

Jiang Hua gave a rare word of encouragement, and then drove Lei Zhenzi wrapped in Qingyun and flew away.

"Master is talking to me?"

Jiang Li pinched himself hard, unable to believe it was true, and said to a bystander beside him, "Slap me to see if it's true!"

"are you crazy!"

The man kicked Jiang Li's ass, and said with jealousy in his heart: "This guy is really thick-skinned, he licked the patron saint and talked to him."

"Hehehe!"

Jiang Li patted his butt foolishly, took the white liquid floating towards him in the air, looked vigilantly at the people around him who were staring at him, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Although Jiang Li didn't know what kind of treasure this white liquid was, how could the thing bestowed by the patron saint be any worse?

Moreover, the white liquid floated from the air, and a faint fragrance permeated the south wall, and everyone smelled refreshed. If it wasn't for the great Confucianism who was still present, they would have taken action to snatch it.

Jiangyuan, Wangfuyuan.

Jiang Hua's figure appeared in front of Jiang Xiayao in a hurry.

Feeling that the ray of life in Jiang Xiayao's chest was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief and carefully took out the Baishou Dan.

On the Baishou Dan, there is a strong life essence hovering and turning into a small person. The vitality around the small person is constantly expanding and shrinking, as if there is life breathing.

Jiang Hua tore off Jiang Xiayao's shirt, exposing his chest, and pointed at the flesh above his heart like a sword.

Looking at the weak beating heart, Jiang Hua hastily and carefully pressed the Baishou Dan down gently.

Once the Baishou Dan was fused with the heart, the life essence emitted directly healed the wound and quickly scabbed off.

Baishou Dan is not something to be eaten directly, if you eat it directly, the effect of absorbing life essence will be greatly reduced, and even if you take a sudden burst of life essence, it will kill you alive.

The system has an accompanying method of use, which is directly embedded in the heart, and the beating of the heart drives the blood circulation to transport the life essence of Baishou Dan to the whole body.

As long as Jiang Xiayao doesn't do anything that damages the essence of life in the future, this process can last for at least a hundred years, and it is not a problem to live for a hundred years by relying on Baishoudan!

After a while, Jiang Xiayao woke up leisurely, and Jiang Hua asked him to rest and recuperate first, and then stood alone under the loquat tree in silence for a long time before leaving.

Jiang Hua flew out of the Jiang Garden, and suddenly thought of the situation of the dead body of the devil Wei Wuxin in the pit with the No. [-] palm print.

"The storage bag is missing!"

The body of the demon Wei Wuxin in the No. [-] deep pit has dried up like blood foam. Jiang Hua was too hasty because of Jiang Xiayao's affairs before, and he didn't even have time to pick up the storage bag. After all, killing and seizing treasures is the way to get rich.

Since Jiang Hua cultivated immortality, Zhao Mutian was enshrined in Zhao State and made him a small windfall, and the storage bag of Daoist Gu that he met later turned into ashes under the guillotine on the avenue, and the nine Lich Kings, who died at the Blood Sacrifice All spiritual things under the formation were sacrificed.

Whoa!
Countless tentacles protruded from the ground, which were the tentacles of the spirit vine.

"It's still you, the little guy, who is smart."

When Jiang Hua saw a storage bag hanging on one of the branches of the spirit vine, he knew it was the relic of the devil Wei Wuxin.

Naturally, the wealth of the ancient heirs should not be underestimated.

Jiang Hua rewarded Lingteng with a drop of white liquid, and Lingteng's branches danced and trembled in joy.

"Huh? So poor?"

Jiang Hua's spiritual sense scanned the contents of the storage bag, the simple spirit stones and some spirit essences were not of much value.

Jiang Hua silently integrated the storage bag into the system package, and flew to the Qinglong Dojo at Guangmingding.

"I have seen Venerable Azure Dragon!"

According to ancient legends, when people saw Jiang Hua's return, they saluted Jiang Hua.

They have already reached a consensus that they must rely on each other before breaking the shackles of heaven and earth, and Jiang Hua's twelfth-grade golden lotus has long been recognized by them as a Buddhist venerable who rebuilt against the sky!

There is no shame in relying on an ancient power or a Buddhist venerable.

In the realm of Xiantai in ancient times, he could be called a great power, and the Buddhists called him a venerable.

Only Fozi was the most excited in his heart, but he paid extra attention to the line of words "Supreme Qinglong, fair and bright" when the North Pavilion was restored.

The word "Supreme" is only qualified to be called by a high-level existence among the venerables. The Lord Buddha is the supreme being of the ninth rank of Xiantai.

"It seems that the reincarnation of Lord Buddha has slowly awakened part of his memory."

Emperor Fozi Tathagata guessed from himself, and he was even more firm in his heart that Jiang Hua was the reincarnation of Lord Buddha.

Jiang Hua looked at the brand-new Qinglong Dojo, especially the array fluctuations in the void, and the surrounding gods bless the entire Qinglong Dojo. He was very satisfied with the efficiency of the coolies and the awareness of admitting their mistakes.

Jiang Hua was in a good mood and directly waved his hand to reward everyone with a drop of white liquid, especially Buddha Son Emperor Tathagata rewarded a small bottle of white liquid.

First of all, I would like to thank the previous Dharma protectors.

Secondly, the twelfth-grade golden lotus in the dantian faintly echoes the phantoms of one hundred and eight Buddhist eminent monks in the void. Presumably the Buddha has really put in a lot of effort to build the Qinglong Dojo!

The one hundred and eight ups and downs of the eminent monk's phantom are exactly one hundred and eight relics blessing the Qinglong Dojo.

"Thunder Tribulation Liquid!"

Seeing the white liquid, the ancient descendants exclaimed one by one.

Especially Buddha Son Emperor Tathagata got a small bottle of Thunder Tribulation Liquid, which contained at least a few hundred drops!

This made the Buddha's son Emperor Tathagata's Zen mind, which has been trained in chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha for a long time, tremble with excitement, and he kept silently saying: "My Buddha is merciful!"