"...Why is this world so heavy? Clearly there is no such calamity as during Li Changsheng's time?"
"Could it be that the practice of the Thousand Minds and Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Power is not enough?"
Panhu thought so.
But little did he know that he was now more than ten times more relaxed than Li Changsheng.
Shenzhou, Roche Group Bath Center.
The office is located on the top floor and has luxurious interior decoration. On the left and right sides are a pool of bright yellow spring water and a one-meter-tall blood-red tree.
Dawu Spring, Dragon Blood Tree.
The former is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, which can continuously produce spiritual springs. The value of its production is equivalent to that of a high-quality spiritual vein, or even more. The latter is a dragon blood tree, which has a lower production capacity than the Great No Spring, but is extremely beneficial for body refining and is equally valuable.
Converted into Shenzhou's currency, these two treasures can produce spiritual objects worth 300 million every day. If some immeasurable premium is added, it is not impossible to add another zero at the end.
These two treasures were obtained from the previous two banquets.
Boom boom boom!
There was a knock on the door, and then a wheat-skinned woman walked in.
"Boss, you called me?"
The little black girl had no name or surname, and her name originally belonged to a race with social and inheritance characteristics. Although she did not say it explicitly, it was not difficult to guess that she did not belong to a race with social characteristics such as humans, dragons, phoenixes, fox demons, etc.
Or maybe you've never thought about joining a group.
Entering the Tao and practicing, one will be qualified to establish himself in the secular world in his previous life.
Not now.
But the little black man was very satisfied, so satisfied that he had forgotten about the group of little brothers far away on the island.
After all, those who can live on this street must be at least Saint Kings, living immortals, tree lords, masters of the mystical world, ancestors of the inner demons, sword immortals, and so on.
"I need to go to the Western Regions."
"Oh, I'll go get your luggage ready."
"I am involved in the struggle between those supreme beings, and I need to disrupt a certain plan of the great sage in the Western Region."
The two talked one after another. The little black girl was confused for a moment, and then she was sweating profusely. For a moment, she wondered if she had drunk too much from Da Wuquan recently and some undetectable problems had occurred in her body.
She asked tentatively, "A struggle between the phaseless?"
"Um."
"You want me to come with you?"
"Um."
Moro nodded. When it comes to escaping, he is really not as good as the other party.
"Boss, I still have a bunch of little brothers in my hometown who are waiting to be fed. I will take my leave first."
The little black girl bowed her head in resignation and turned to walk away, but before she could step out of the room, a pair of hands grabbed her by the collar.
The surrounding space had been blocked at this moment, and the Saint King took action. Even the little black man who had learned the magic of space would find it difficult to break free at such a short distance.
She was still confident that she could run, but it would cost her something, and there was no need to do so.
Mara would not kill himself for this.
He will add money.
"You are now only one step away from becoming a Saint King. The most challenging aspect of the Way of Space is the body. The essence of so-called space travel is to sharpen yourself into a drill and forcefully break through one space barrier after another. I can give you a portion of the original spring of the Great No Spring, so that you can cultivate an indestructible body."
Moro was very generous and also caught the little black girl's weakness, causing her breathing to speed up for a moment.
All she lacks now is her physical body to break through to the Saint King and further control the space.
In the end, the desire to survive overcame greed, and the little black man shook his head and refused:
"Boss, this level of fighting is not something we can get involved in. If you go in, you'll almost die. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."
"The Tree Lord will give us a way to save our lives, and we are just pawns, soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. The chances of that great sage attacking us are very small. Our real opponents are other powerful beings in the Western Region, such as the Earth Mother."
“But if that great saint casts a glance at us, we will be dead for sure. We are nothing more than ants in the eyes of those supreme beings. Boss, the world has revived to this point, you should also accept your mediocrity!”
The little black man's voice became louder, and the space around him began to tremble slightly, and the blockade was about to be broken.
People's cognition is limited by the height at which they stand. Compared with ordinary people, those who have entered the Tao are like a mountain.
When those who have entered the path of Tao look up, what they see is not mountains, but an insurmountable sky.
"Without form, we are all ants."
Moluo remained silent. He was very clear about the current situation. The world today did not allow the Holy King to interrupt.
The one who truly decides the fate of heaven and earth is Wuxiang. Any one of these supreme beings is enough to suppress everything.
He said calmly:
"Be the first to break into the enemy line and you will be promoted. Nothing is perfect from ancient times to the present. As the immortals say, cultivation is about struggle. We are all a group of desperate criminals."
"Li Changsheng and Shu Zun are going to deal with that great saint. Perhaps I can make further progress here. Even if I die, I can be considered a legend."
Moro let go of his hand, and the surrounding space blockade was lifted at this moment.
"I won't force you, but I need you to spend a lot of money to create a means to save your life, at least to be sure to escape the pursuit of the Earth Mother. I don't want to waste the backup given by the Tree Lord on such a thing. Of course, I will pay for it."
"And help me look after this place. I have a backup plan. Maybe I can come back from the dead."
Facing Wuxiang, Mo Luo couldn't guarantee whether his methods would be effective.
"What happens after you die?" the little black man suddenly asked.
The next second he was kicked out.
"roll."
Then with a bang, the door closed, and Moro left only one sentence.
"We'll leave in a week, and you can think about it yourself."
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