I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 4 Tomb Keeper Ding Li

The breeze is setting and the sun is setting, and the dead trees are faint.

In the sanctuary cemetery, the tombstones stand in disorder, desolate and quiet.

Occasionally, there would be a few weird and gloomy birdsongs from the depths of the cemetery, which were creepy.

Because of the age, the tombstones of the tombs basically have cracks, the words on the tombstones have been weathered, many of them are covered with moss, and many tombs have been flooded by weeds.

The sanctuary cemetery has buried many powerful men who are against the sky. Their actions are like lightning and flint. Their fists can break the earth, tear the sky, and even confront the gods.

The burial grounds of these strong men are so dilapidated, it is embarrassing...

"Although the main plot needs to be changed, as long as Pandora can be suppressed, I believe the jihad will not start so easily. I have to cherish this hard-won journey..."

Ding Li smiled at himself in the reflection in the puddle ahead, quite happy.

Reflected in the puddle, the young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, red lips and white teeth, high nose bridge, is handsome and extraordinary.

The body was covered by a black cloak, which concealed its figure, revealing its vigor and vigor like a dormant tiger, ready to explode at any time.

Ding Li slowly stretched out his thick arms from the cloak, then bent, clenched his fists tightly, the biceps on his arms swelled up rapidly, almost tearing his underclothes.

This feeling of strength and muscles all over his body made him feel joy and satisfaction, and even a little bit of excitement.

Yes, I am only 15 years old this year!

The belly is gone, the greasiness is gone, the thick hair is back, and the body is full of hard lumps.

And I also comprehended the small universe.

All this is thanks to this cemetery.

Now that the scourge of Pandora has come, the jihad may start earlier, so he has to speed up the improvement of his strength.

He waved his shovel at several abandoned old graves...

Ding Li didn't finish his work until the sky was covered with clouds and clouds.

After knocking the shovel on the soil, he looked at the old grave in front of him.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on a tomb that had just been cleared of weeds in front of it.

Staring at it, I saw a few lines of incomparably clear golden writing on the stone tablet that had no writing.

[Corpse: Manigot]

[Level: Cancer Gold Saint]

[Output: Small Universe +5]

[Extraction capacity: not yet met the requirements]

[Grave Grade: Black Iron]

The Grave of the Gold Saint! ! !

Seeing these words clearly, Ding Li couldn't help swallowing, feeling his heartbeat and blood pressure soar instantly.

Finally, he finally found the tomb of a former gold saint.

He couldn't help showing a smile on his face, the thought of digging up the treasure was indescribable.

Looking at the slightly glowing inscription, the text on it has been traced with a highlighter, and there is a faint golden fluorescence blooming.

He stepped forward and pressed his hand on the tombstone, and a stream of clear water immediately flowed into his body along the palm of his hand, and quickly spread to all his limbs.

This warm current seems to be peaceful, but it contains incomparable power. It seems that as long as it is ignited, it can produce explosive power.

Yes, this is a small universe!

The microcosm refers to the potential cosmic energy inside the human body, a seemingly calm cosmic energy contained in the depths of the soul, but it contains the power of a cosmic explosion.

The real Saint Seiya shatters the atoms of the object by detonating the small universe in the body, thereby exerting the superhuman power of shattering the stars and tearing the earth.

As a symbol of Saint Seiya, the small universe is hard-won.

Usually, only those with outstanding talents can comprehend the small universe after hard training.

And Ding Li can absorb the small universe from the grave just by touching the tombstone.

He tried to operate the small universe in his body, and this small universe immediately burned up, became extremely active, and flowed to his fist in an instant.

Looking at his fist again, there was a faint golden light emitting from it.

Bang!
Ding Li suddenly punched a large granite rock next to him.

The moment the fist touched this incomparably hard stone, it was detonated by an inexplicable force, and suddenly burst into countless fragments, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere.

The fist doesn't hurt at all, it's like a powerful detonator.

And if you were hit by a gravel, did you feel anything?

drink!

He tried to run all the small universes with all his strength, spreading them all over his body.

The muscles all over his body swelled up in the blink of an eye, pieces of muscle tore through the cloth, knotted like steel bars.

Ding Li looked at himself.

The muscles on his arms had more than doubled in size, and they had a sculptural layering under the sunlight, with a hint of pale gold.

At this moment, the strength of his physical body is much stronger than that of the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt Dacheng in ancient times when cold weapons were king. Not to mention his invulnerability to weapons and bullets, his physical body can resist bullets. He can walk sideways in ancient and modern times.

After a long period of absorption, now Ding Li's small universe has been completed, even reaching the level of the seventh sense.

Of course he knew what that meant.

Once the small universe is activated, he has the qualifications to become a saint, and he can participate in the battle for the saint clothes and become a saint.

Having a seventh sense means that he has the power and qualifications to become a golden saint.

Yes.

This is the wonderful golden finger that Ding Li obtained!
On the first day he arrived at the cemetery, he found strange words on the tombstones. From then on, as long as he successfully repaired the tombs, the tombs of these saints would be activated.

As long as the saint's tomb is continuously repaired and the grade of the tomb is improved, the small universe or skills of the deceased will be transmitted to him.

The better the tomb is repaired, the higher the level of the tomb, and the better the tomb will produce.

The stronger the saint fighter in the cemetery was, the more microcosm output he got, and the stronger the skills he got.

Relying on this ability, he finally comprehended the seventh sense of the small universe, and even learned many unknown skills, even the unique skills of the Saint Seiya.

With the afterglow of the setting sun, Ding Li waved his shovel and carefully cleaned Manigot's grave.

This tomb is dilapidated, with cracks all over the tombstone, and the grave soil is also sparse, with a lot of gravel piled up on it, in a mess.

After all, the previous Cancer Gold Saint died for more than 200 years, so it is good that the tombstone is still alive.

In the past, he just cleared the weeds on the tomb, but now Ding Li is serious about repairing the tomb. He tried his best to glue the broken pieces of the tombstone with soil, cleaned out the gravel and grass roots, and refurbished the tomb as much as he could. .

It can take more than an hour to work on the tomb before it can be considered as a complete renovation of the tomb.

After finishing all this, Ding Li looked at the tombstone again.

[Corpse: Manigot]

[Level: Cancer Gold Saint]

[Output: Small Universe +10]

[Extractable ability: Accumulated Corpse Qi Underworld Wave]

[Grave Grade: Bronze]

Sure enough, the text information on the tombstone has changed.

The output of the tomb has changed to "small universe +10", the number of small universes has more than doubled, and the text has changed from gray to golden again.

The grade of the tomb has changed from "black iron" to "bronze", and the extractable ability is actually more than the wave of the underworld of accumulated corpse energy.

Especially at the moment when the words "Accumulated Corpse Qi Netherworld Wave" appeared, Ding Li's little heart began to beat violently, and the hand holding the shovel also began to tremble slightly, and some An couldn't bear his little heart.

The underworld wave of accumulated corpse energy.

Ha, finally brushed out the Golden Saint Seiya trick again!
　As a reminder, according to the plot of the original story, the little lion has no body, but the wreckage still exists in the author's setting, which can also be understood as a tomb.

　　Don't be too serious, there will be some changes in the fandom to facilitate the writing of the plot, thank you for your understanding, if you like it, please vote

　　
　
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