Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

In Qingshan County, six hundred miles away from Qinghe City, in a hidden valley, in a newly opened simple cave.

With a "puff", the last hidden point of the thirteenth hidden vein was broken, and the thirteenth hidden vein was completely connected. Within a radius of thirty miles around, the turbulent power of heaven and earth gradually returned to calm.

Su Mo's cultivation has completely stabilized at the ninth level of perfection.

"powerful!"

Feeling the surging power in his body, Su Mo's face was full of intoxication. Although it was only a breakthrough in a small realm, compared to the ninth level of perfection, his combat power has more than doubled.

The pure physical strength is more than the strength of one hundred thousand giant elephants. The thirteen heavenly meridians are opened at the same time, controlling the power of the surrounding four hundred feet of heaven and earth. The strength has increased thirteen times. Coupled with the perfect Thousand Waves Demon-Slaying Sword, the power of this sword directly exceeds the divine power of two million giant elephants. A small city like Yunmeng City may be destroyed with just one sword.

And his golden body, after being infused with the power of heaven and earth four times, had undergone a qualitative transformation, and was no less powerful than a ninth-grade divine weapon.

Below the ninth rank grandmaster, if he does not have an eighth rank or above divine weapon in his hand, even if he stands there and lets them hack at him for a whole day, they will still find it difficult to break his golden body.

From Zhang Bai, I learned that the magic weapons in the world are divided into nine grades, with the first grade being the highest and the ninth grade being the lowest. The legendary first-grade magic weapon has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, and even those above the real person cannot be comparable to it.

Of course, whether it really has such power remains to be verified. Not to mention the legendary first-grade magic weapon, Zhang Bai has never seen even a second-grade or third-grade magic weapon.

The most powerful magic weapon of the Demon Suppression Division of Qingluan Mansion is only a seventh-grade magic weapon.

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"I have nearly 40,000 years of life left. Next up is the Thousand Waves Demon Slayer Sword."

[You painstakingly studied the Thousand Waves Devil Slaying Blade. Two thousand eight hundred and sixty-three years later, you perfected your sword skills and mastered the ninth-grade sword technique - the Ten Thousand Waves Devil Slaying Blade.]

[You begin to practice the Wanlang Slashing Divine Sword. One thousand five hundred and twenty-eight years later, you will get started with the Wanlang Slashing Divine Sword.]

[Twelve Thousand One Hundred and Twenty-One, Wanlang Slashing Divine Sword is a minor achievement]

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More than two hours later.

Su Mo frowned slightly. It would take him 12,121 years to achieve a small success. How much more time would it take him to achieve a great success and perfection?

As for the body movements and secret techniques, it would take at least a million years to break through all of them.

I was thinking of mastering these three martial arts secrets tomorrow, but now it seems that it will take two days.

Oh! I really have no other understanding like this!

This is still based on the eighth-grade perfect martial arts. If one starts practicing ninth-grade martial arts, it will be difficult to get started even if one practices for tens of thousands of years.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, it is the same. Ordinary people have almost no chance to succeed.

Even if he were to obtain a Grandmaster or Grandmaster inheritance, what good would that do?

Fortunately, I’m a hacker!

Without continuing to deduce his body movements and secret techniques, Su Mo moved and went straight out of the cave.

He has a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he doesn't practice the Wanlang Zhanshen Sword to perfection, he will not be able to concentrate on practicing body movements and secret techniques. He feels a little uncomfortable in his heart.

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A quarter of an hour later.

Su Mo entered a small town and changed into the red official robe of the Demon Suppressor that he had hidden before in an empty courtyard.

Oh! It's so troublesome not having a space treasure.

Why is there this Sumeru bag and the threshold of the Blue-Clothed Demon Suppressor?

If it could be exchanged with just enough contribution, he would have a good chance of getting one now.

He has a large amount of contribution points in his hands but has no place to spend them. As the Red-robed Demon-Suppressing Envoy and the controller of the Demon-Suppressing Bureau in the three southeastern counties, all the Demon-Suppressing Guards under him can obtain certain contributions for slaying demons and eliminating evil.

These days, the contribution points he has have already exceeded seven digits and are charging towards eight digits.

Without these benefits, who would be trying to climb up?

In other words, he is kind-hearted and does not value these contribution points very much. He only takes a little symbolically. If it were other bosses, the contribution points in their hands would have already reached nine digits.

His subordinates will do the work if there is anything to do, and he will take the credit if there is any achievement.

Sitting in the court every day, drinking tea, and reading official documents, this is the life that these officials should live.

This is especially true in these chaotic times.

Take Yunmeng County for example, where the entire Demon Suppression Division is barely supported by Yu Hong, a fourth-grade warrior. Is the Demon Suppression Division in Qingyang County really in such a difficult situation that it can't spare any strong men?

The sixth rank is not easy to move, what about the fifth and fourth rank warriors?

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Half an hour later, Su Mo returned to Qinghe City.

After being promoted to the ninth level of perfection, his speed increased significantly, approaching nine times the speed of sound. Once the thirteen heavenly veins are opened, with the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, his speed can be further increased. However, Su Mo did not burst out at a very fast speed, and only traveled at less than four times the speed of sound.

Details determine success or failure. Now, he is just a weakling with "fourth-grade cultivation and sixth-grade combat power". Four times the speed of sound is the limit he can reach.

He did not return to the Su Mansion, but turned around and went to Qunhuafang and then to Jinfeng Tower. How could he not eat Roujiamo after making a breakthrough in his cultivation?

In the past two days, Jinfenglou spent a lot of money to buy a batch of new goods from the county town.

Among them there are even a few half-demons with some demon blood.

"Master Su, you are here. Please come in."

As soon as Su Mo entered the Golden Phoenix Tower, the mother Feng Niang came up to him, twisting her plump "hips" with a fawning and flattering look on her face. This woman was not only the king of their Qinghe County, but also the God of Wealth of their Golden Phoenix Tower, who spent money lavishly.

This day is just one night.

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The next day, early morning.

Su Mo broke free from the restraints of the two cat-eared girls, put on his official robe, picked up the red-robed demon-suppressing sword that Zheng Kai brought for him, and left the Golden Phoenix Tower.

I have to say, these half-demons have a unique flavor.

Especially the tree-lined path, in one word, smooth!

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after an hour.

Su Mo left the Yunmeng County Demon Suppression Bureau. As he expected, the life span he gained today was much more than yesterday, a total of 143,600 years.

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Qinghe County, Xiaoling Mountain, Vajra Temple.

The abbot Huikong, the head of the six courtyards, and thousands of monks in the temple stood on a bluestone square, looking up at the sky from time to time, as if waiting for something.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant resounded throughout the Vajra Temple, making the square, which had been a little noisy, suddenly quiet.

The next second...

"boom......"

A golden light cut through the sky and in the blink of an eye, it appeared above the bluestone square.

A man walked out from there. He was about forty years old, with a rough face, nearly a meter tall, and wearing a yellow monk's robe.

Rays of golden light radiated from his body, shining in all directions, just like the Vajra from Lingshan descending to the mortal world.

Just standing in the air like that made the many monks below feel suffocated.

"Disciple Huikong (Huiji, Huizhen, Huiguan...) pays homage to Uncle Master Mingjing."

"Greetings to Grandmaster Mingjing!"

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