Cultivating Immortals for All: I have a little too much time

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"Bone that has been tempered by the ancient method: it can be used as a soul-calling banner, a view of the bones, and various evil yin magic weapons!"

"Do you want it?"

Tong Tong's eyes lit up, white bones are precious.

The world of immortals rarely appears.

The bones refined by the ancient method are even rarer.

She wants: "How to sell?"

"A burst of purple energy, a hundred catties of white bones!"

Tong Tong frowned: "Too expensive!"

Chu Ge smiled and said, "What rare treasures do you have, you can exchange them with me!"

Hitomi thought for a long time and said:

"I have an academy that doesn't teach the secret method: Qianji Yin!"

"After practicing, you can cover up the secrets, and even modify the secrets!"

"Heaven asks for 5000 million yuan!"

"I count you 500 million!"

"how?"

Chu Ge shook his head.

He has a book of Dao, what spells he wants, what spells he wants.

not give a damn about.

Tong Tong said again: "In the future, against the Light God Sect, I can do my best to help you three times!"

Chu Ge said: "Five times!"

"Give me ten more spirit roots!"

Tong Tong nodded: "No problem!"

Spiritual roots are precious.

But most cultivators can't use it.

Because: spiritual roots need to be planted to generate income.

But:

The land in the Immortal Cultivation Realm is owned by the owner and cannot be planted indiscriminately.

And she has no land.

Therefore, it is worthwhile to exchange the spirit root for the ancient white bones!

Linggen is of no use to others.

but:

Chu Ge felt useful.

He can stay in the small world for 110 years.

You can use a lot of spiritual energy to cultivate spiritual roots and bear spiritual fruits; even accelerate the gathering of special resources.

After completing the transaction with Tongtong, Chu Ge contacted the monk again:

"Want a corpse?"

The monk was panting: "How to trade?"

Chu Ge frowned:

"[-] sutured corpses, practiced with ancient methods, with infinite strength, copper skin and iron bones."

"Suitable to be a Dharma Protector!"

"What's the price...a burst of purple energy!"

The monk spat: "Old lady... oops!"

"The old lady has no purple energy!"

"There are five spiritual roots, do you want it?"

Chu Ge listened to the fierce battle between the monks and was too lazy to talk about it, so he agreed.

at this time:

The capital of the Dagan Dynasty:

The Great Priest of Light knelt in the temple and listened to the will of the God of Light:

"Baishicheng: There are demons from outside the territory, tempting believers to give up their beliefs!"

"Three days: clean up the demons and stabilize the faith!"

The great priest kowtows to the leader!

He summoned other priests to convey the will of the God of Light:

"Which of you went to Baishi City to preach the power of the God of Light?"

Many priests, secretly calculating.

In the Dagan Dynasty, there have been no evil demons for many years.

Popular beliefs have remained stable.

If there is a problem in Baishicheng, it is definitely a big problem.

They don't want to go.

The Grand Priest sighed to himself:

These priests are accustomed to enjoyment, no blood, no dedication to the God of Light.

"3000 years ago, the God of Light descended to Daqian, and the throne was determined by lottery!"

"Today: The messenger will be drawn by lot!"

Hundreds of priests were reluctant to draw lots to choose their messengers.

After the meeting:

The messenger found the great priest:

"Baishicheng's faith has passed, and it must be a big evil demon!"

"I don't have much magic skills, and I hope the great priest will reward the treasure, kill the gods and demons, and stabilize the faith."

The great priest took out a few boxes and gave them to the messenger.

"After arriving at Baishicheng, you must preach the belief in the God of Light."

"By the way...Occupy another city in the Sun Moon Empire!"

････ Asking for flowers ･･･

The messenger happily carried the box to the temple.

He called three thousand mad believers and asked them to pray.

Crazy believers, madly whipping themselves, devoting their beliefs, and making offerings to the God of Light.

After half an hour:

From the God of Light: Divine Art. Great teleportation!

call out!

White light flashed, and the messenger brought a group of priests to Baishicheng.

Just when the messenger came:

Chu Ge noticed the energy fluctuations.

He turned his head, just in time to see the messenger in a golden robe coming with many priests.

"I thought it would take half a year for the God of Light to notice the abnormality!"

"But: I didn't expect him to find out so quickly."

"The God of Light... attaches great importance to faith!"

"So... I have more means at my disposal."

at this time:

The messenger came, frowning.

because:

Above this city, there is no faith.

Not even in the temple.

The messenger was terrified: "The devil is powerful!"

"To make the whole city give up their faith!"

"horrible!"

He performed magic, and his whole body was dazzling with golden light, hanging high in the air:

Loudly:

"I am the messenger of the God of Light!"

"Where is the priest here? Come out quickly?"

The messenger of the God of Light is here?

................

On the street, people were terrified, they covered their faces, ran home, and closed the door.

The messenger was even more angry: "The pariahs who believe in the God of Light, who have seen the messenger before, have long since knelt down and worshipped!"

"Why did they flee?"

He continued to shout: "Where is the priest here?"

Happy House:

The priest was drunk and dreamed of death.

Hearing the messenger's cry suddenly, his whole body trembled.

He panicked and hid under the bed:

"Tell the messenger, I'm not here!"

but:

In the next second, the imprint of the God of Light on his back glowed.

The messenger waved and dragged him into the air.

The messenger, seeing the embarrassed appearance of the priest, without the slightest power of faith, laughed in anger:

"How did you become a priest?"