Underworld Ghost Soldiers, Sign In The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

Chapter 47

The merits are from heaven!

Lin Baixuan’s eyes flashed green when he heard the keyword “a lot of merit”.

There are four levels of Magic Treasures: Xiantian Zhibao, Xiantian Lingbao, Houtian Zhibao, and Houtian Lingbao.

As for the higher-level Hunyuan Zhibao, I have only heard of it, but I have never seen it.

Not even Houtian’s low-grade Lingbao can be regarded as Magical Item.

Generally speaking, the higher the Cultivation Base, the more able to give full play to the capabilities of Magic Treasures.

For example, the Qiankun Ding is transformed from a lotus plant that created the Qinglian lotus, and is the most upright Xiantian treasure.

With Lin Baixuan’s current Cultivation Base, I am afraid that even one-tenth of its power cannot be used.

But there is also a kind of merit-based Magic Treasures. As long as the merits are enough, a small Celestial Immortals can drive the top Xiantian merits!

In Lin Baixuan’s hands, however, the golden bridge is the treasure of Houtian merit, and the seal of all beings is the spiritual treasure of Houtian merit.

When reminded by Granny Meng, Lin Baixuan knew that using the merit-type Magic Treasures would consume a lot of merit.

Without merit, you can only use own Magic power.

Before suppressing Donghai Long Shizi, he used the Naihe Golden Bridge, but now he has filled the eyes of the sea of ​​blood with the seal of all beings. Most of the merits gained from ten years of hard patrols were consumed in a blink of an eye.

In these days, in order to gain merit, Lin Baixuan was conscientiously standing guard and patrolling every day, but this was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket.

At this moment, he heard that there was a lot of merit waiting there, and he suddenly became excited.

When Lin Baixuan grabbed Yu’s hand, Xue Jinse’s delicate body trembled slightly. He suddenly heard what he said, and suddenly forgot to struggle, and his eyes widened in disbelief: “You… are you telling the truth?”

“Huh—” Lin Baixuan held his head arrogantly and sneered, “It’s just a mere eight thousand dead souls, what’s the deal? You just need to take in the dead souls again and see if I can get food!”

“Don’t brag!” Xue Jinse tilted his head and stared in his eyes provocatively. “Mr. Huang has thought of countless ways these days, even he has even figured out wasteland and farming. Do you have a better way?”

Lin Baixuan opened his mouth, his face was a little embarrassed, but he smiled forcefully: “Although I haven’t figured out another way, it’s not difficult. I just need…”

“Just what?”

“Uh……”

Xue Jinse pressed harder step by step. Seeing Lin Baixuan’s expression was wrong, he was afraid that he would turn around and run away. He quickly grabbed his hand and hummed, “I know you are bragging. You are not allowed to slip away until you can figure it out!”

Lin Baixuan didn’t get away from Xue Jinse for a few times. He was about to get away, when suddenly he heard a crisp voice calling not far away: “Miss, Miss…Yeah!”

Both of them were taken aback, turned their heads, but saw the fox girl Chunyan running over panting, and at the first glance they saw their tight hands, and hurriedly covered their eyes, shouting: “I haven’t seen anything… …”

Xue Jinse blushed and hurriedly let go of Lin Baixuan, giving him a vicious look.

“What’s up with me!” Lin Baixuan was inexplicably stared by this look, but he was helpless.

Xue Jinse settled down, greeted him and asked, “Chunyan, what are you looking for?”

“It’s nothing…” Chunyan quietly glanced out of her fingers, then put down her little hand timidly, and replied in a low voice, “Mr. Huang asked me to ask Miss. It takes about 3,000 mu to open up wasteland and grow land, so I don’t know where to reclaim it. More appropriate…”

“Three…three thousand acres?”

Xue Jinse’s beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and after a long time he said, “Do you want such a big place?”

“Yeah!” Chunyan nodded vigorously, “Mr. Huang has calculated for two days, and only then came to the conclusion that there should be nothing wrong…”

Lin Baixuan became more amused when he heard it, and couldn’t help but ask: “Let’s not talk about where to reclaim three thousand acres of wasteland. Even if it is farming, what do you plan to grow? What kind of food can you grow in this underworld?”

One sentence asked the two girls to be speechless, only to realize that they had overlooked an important question-what to plant?

There are five grains of rice, millet, millet, wheat, and sundance, but none of them can be grown in the underworld…

Seeing Xue Jinse’s disappointed eyes, Lin Baixuan shook his head helplessly and asked: “Have you ever calculated how much rice you need to feed these eight thousand ghosts?”

“At least fifty or sixty stones…” Jin Se stretched out five fingers weakly, thought about it, and put it down weakly, looking at Lin Baixuan expectantly.

Sixty shi is roughly equivalent to more than 7,000 catties of grain in later generations, which is three and a half tons.

This figure is enlarged to a year, and that is about 1,200 tons.

For future generations, the strategic reserve of grains worth hundreds of millions of tons at every turn can only be regarded as a fraction. But in this troubled world, even looting a granary in a county town is not enough.

Lin Baixuan thought for a long time, then suddenly turned and walked out. Jinse hurriedly asked: “You…what are you going to do?”

“Go to Yangjian and see if I can get some food back.”

Xue Jinse hesitated to speak and then stopped, after a long while he yelled, “Be careful–”

Lin Baixuan did not answer, just raised his hand and waved behind him, hiding his figure in the endless darkness.

Among all kinds of immortal spells, methods such as turning stones into gold, referring to water as oil, and carrying five ghosts are endless. “Five Elements Celestial Immortals” contains records about these small techniques.

Before in Puzhao Temple, Yishui, to avoid embarrassment, Lin Baixuan used to conjure several copper plates. After that, I never used it again.

The way of man is more than enough. As much as you get, you have to make up for it. This kind of spell is used too much, but it will damage own Tao Xing.

What’s more, in troubled times, food is hard currency, and money may not be able to buy a large amount of food. If Lin Baixuan really uses stones to make a lot of gold, it will cause prices to soar, and the people will suffer even more.

Eight thousand dead souls have been fed here, and hundreds of people have been ruined over there. Where is the merit? He is considered lucky if no thunder strikes him to death.

It is naturally impossible to cheat and steal. The only way is to steal.

Ghosts can snatch offerings, but why can’t ghosts snatch them?

It’s just that grabbing still finds the right target.

A person with celestial skills, to grab the rich and the rich, is simply waiting for countless Karma to find him.

If it is to grab the Dragon Palace… then there is nothing to say.

Sun Wukong snatched Dinghai Needle, Nezha drew Dragon Prince’s tendons, and eight people had a solid fight with Dragon King after crossing the sea. As for picking up a dragon girl as a wife, it is even more of a story in all dynasties!

It is said that there are still people who have researched in later generations. The Nine-Headed Insect is not to snatch the princess at all, but originally intended to snatch the little white dragon…

To put it simply, the so-called Sihailong Palace is the first red-named BOSS after leaving novice village, asking for money for money, for treasure for treasure, and wife for dragon girl. Really everyone can be bullied and beaten everywhere!

Perhaps even God couldn’t stand the tragic experience of Dragon Palace. Lin Baixuan had just stepped into the Yang world, and before he left for the East China Sea, he saw a great event.