Chapter 7, My meaning belongs to Xiaoyao Xian, but the gods are deeply controlled (3)
Fengchun finally understood and his face changed drastically. But he had no choice but to rely on the half-baked inferior immortal pill to ascend. He hesitated and asked, "Fellow Taoist, I am the 84,000 Star Lord of the Eagle Immortal World, and I mobilize 36,000 each time, less than half of the proportion. I won't be so unlucky just coming, right?"
Mu Chenzi shook his head and said, "Of the four divisions, my plague tribe has a relatively small rate of expedition. Only five draws and one draw, and the 98 Star Lord of the Plague tribe is only twenty people at each time. But fellow Taoists are different. We wait for the Five Stars of Shuimu, and every time we fight, we are fellow Taoists."
"How do you say this?" Fengchun was puzzled.
"The Lei Division has three draws and one, and the Douhuo Division has two draws and one draw. My plague division has few people and low cultivation. It is just a matter of four draws and one draw. If the other division does not mention it, I will just say why my plague division has only four draws and one draw? Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the food and grass have been preceded before the army has moved. Although immortals do not need to prepare food and grass, immortal pills such as healing and detoxifying and restoring immortal essence are indeed indispensable. Therefore, among the five people, the one who contributes the least elixirs, went on a battle. This is also to prevent us from slacking work, so the gods of our plague division have been desperately planting immortal grass and refining immortal pills over the years. You and I, the five stars of water and wood, are just one group, but the four of me are brothers, and each has their own specialties in the art of alchemy planting. They are ranked in the entire small eagle fairy world. Even those alchemists with sects as the backing are rarely comparable to us. My four brothers are united, so naturally they can escape military service every time."
The red-faced Shi Chenzi suddenly interrupted and said, "Hehe! Let alone the only immortals in the battle with Asura, even the Golden Immortals cannot be spared. Why do you think we are here to visit you first? No one calls you to report your duties? And your god position is so unclear? It is because the Lord of the Little Eagle Immortal Realm, the King of Yadali, who has a golden immortal cultivation, died in the blood river formation."
Fengchun understood that no one came to occupy the Qingchi Star because it was not because of the difficulty of making progress in Shinto, but because of the four brothers.
When the four of them saw Fengchun, they were silent and said, "Fellow Taoists do not have to despair. As the saying goes, there is no way for heaven to despair. Everything has advantages and disadvantages. Although our gods in the Plague tribe can escape military service with pills, the elixirs handed over can only offset military service, but they cannot obtain merits. The gods need to make progress, and they cannot obtain merits by hard practice. For example, we, the scattered immortals, have the six yang immortal energy to practice, but at most they can reach the peak of the scattered immortals. If you want to go further, you must have enough merits to resolve the barrier of the divine way. In addition to the exchange of military merits, you can only exchange merits for merit. However, our gods are responsible for exercising the affairs of the priests and do not obtain merits. If you violate the laws of heaven, you will be punished severely. At the least, you will be knocked down to the mortal world, and at worst, you will inevitably have a knife on the immortal platform. Therefore, although the current situation seems dangerous, you will not lose a way out."
Fengchun sneered in his heart. This star was originally owned by the Qingchi clan, but unexpectedly, after these four people came, all the people in the clan were killed in battle. I think the Qingchi clan is also a divine dragon bloodline, and its combat power must be strong. Almost one person will die in every battle. He is a half-baked immortal, not to mention the magic of protecting Taoism, he doesn’t have any skills to practice in the future. How do you tell him to survive on the battlefield?
Fengchun, who understands his own situation, naturally understands the situation of these four people. If no one comes to take this priest again, once there is a war, the four brothers will be drawn. This matter is not a secret. Sooner or later, Fengchun will know it. No wonder he bought it like this without any hesitation. At this point, Fengchun has already had an idea in his heart.
"Fellow Taoist, the king of heaven is going to go on a war?" Fengchun asked Shi Chenzi, because although Shi Chenzi's words were unpleasant among the four, they were the most scheming one.
"That's not certain. Chi Ming and Yang Tian are the ones with the most affiliated small immortal worlds among the heavens. Occasionally, the Heavenly Kings are assigned to lead troops to fight, and that is also the marshal's position to command the three armies. It is also the Yadali Heavenly King who should be exhausted and fallen into a trick, otherwise there will be few Heavenly Kings who have fallen for millions of years since its inception. I don't know why, the Heavenly Court has not yet enthroned the Heavenly Kings in the Xiaoying Immortal Realm. Therefore, if a fellow Taoist can make achievements and his cultivation has made great progress, it is hard to say that he can become the lord of the world!" Ben Chenzi was afraid that his brother would be frightened Fengchun and rush to answer.
"Hmph, Lord of One Realm. I have nothing at this time. I still don't know if I can escape my life in the next battle? What kind of Lord of One Realm is how to survive in the next battle." In fact, there is nothing wrong with the four of me Chenzi. They are all for survival. They have finally cultivated into scattered immortals, and have obtained the priesthood and are not disturbed by the heavenly tribulation and the immortals. If this continues, it is also a blessing. Moreover, the four of them are also competing with themselves openly. The extinction of the Qingchi clan can only belong to the will of heaven. Alas! How difficult is the immortal way! But even so, you cannot let these four woods go easily.
"Four fellow Taoists, the world I came to is already in the Dharma-Ending End, and I have no practice skills. How can I survive on the battlefield? If I am killed, no immortals in this world will come to receive this priesthood. The four brothers have deep feelings and friendship, and I am afraid they will become competitors! Don't you teach me anything?" Fengchun paused heavily in the deep feelings of brotherhood.
The four of them looked at each other, and Mu Chenzi took the lead and said, "To be honest, we are all craftsmen, and we are all scattered cultivators. If we had not obtained a elixir scripture, we would not have achieved success today. All our abilities are lying in alchemy. There is no other skill except the supernatural powers of our birth."
Fengchun saw that what they said was not false, so he thought for a moment and said, "So can fellow Taoist borrow the alchemy scripture?"
"This is the foundation for our survival, it is absolutely impossible." Shi Chenzi refused without hesitation, and the other three did not deny it.
"Hmph!" Fengchun snorted coldly, no longer speaking, his eyes floated by the four of them one by one, and he sneered repeatedly, as if he was impatient.
I was afraid that Fengchun fish would be defeated by death. In fact, the four of them also wanted Fengchun to be strong and able to survive on the battlefield, but they had no other skills. They hurriedly said, "Fellow up, let my brother discuss it for a while."
Fengchun Muran said, "Please take a leave of absence." Then he closed his eyes and calmed down.
Chapter completed!