Chapter 125 Heaven descends merit, and luck turns greatly.

At this time, Junti’s heart was like turning the river upside down.

His mouth kept muttering to himself.

“There is actually one more saint in this flood, he is actually a saint, there are actually two saints in the sect, and the poor Dao must return to the West and tell the master and brother about this.”

Although he did not use full strength, he only used mana to suppress it.

And once a saint erupts, he can easily unleash an attack that is a hundred times more than the sum of his mana.

For the saints can use the authority of the Heavenly Dao of the Flood and the Wilderness.

But even so, Xiao Xuan was already terrifying in his eyes.

Because of this strength, it means that even if the other party can’t beat the saint, it can still slaughter the saint like a pig and a dog.

The whole of their Western world, except for their two masters. Everyone else was the object of Xiao Xuan’s slaughter.

“This flood has not come out for a long time, and the change is so great.”

At this moment, Junti finally had a new understanding of the interception of teachings. Not only did the Ten Thousand Immortals come to the Dynasty, but there were actually two saints sitting in the temple.

So strong, if they don’t move down, then it is impossible for them to flourish in the West. Thinking of this, he waved his hand and unblocked this square world.

In an instant, he sensed the prying eyes of several eyes. And this time the eyes are not only on Jinyu Island and Hachikei Palace.

Because in the Nüwa Palace above the Thirty-Three Heavens, there was also an extra look. Xiao Xuan watched Zhun Ti leave, and he said breathlessly, “Old fellow, relying on the old man to sell the old, if it weren’t for your age, a finger of the poor Dao would kill you.” ”

After saying that, he rubbed his shoulders.

“Good fellow, this old man is very strong, and it makes my shoulders red and swollen.”

With a wave of his hand, he took away his formation and turned his head towards Qiankun City. And above the thirty-three heavens, in the Eight King’s Palaces.

Yuan Shi said doubtfully, “It seems that this Junti has done nothing, why did he leave in a hurry?” ”

Because then they saw that Junti had returned to the Western world.

Although the flood was very large, a big Luo Jinxian could not fly even if he flew for a thousand years. But in the eyes of the saints who have the authority of the Heavenly Dao, it is also a matter of the moment.

Taiqing frowned, looked at Junti who was far away to the west, and then looked at Xiao Xuan, who was heading towards the city. He said slowly, “Perhaps, the two of them have reached some kind of agreement, or Xiao Xuanning is not willing to go to the West, nor is he willing to hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi to Zhunti.” ”

Yuan Shi looked at Xiao Xuan and said dismissively, “In this regard, it is estimated that as soon as he saw Junti, he knelt down and begged for forgiveness, but he would rather die than follow me, but he did not believe it.” ”

Although he said so, Yuan Shi still looked at Xiao Xuan a few more times.

Because from his heart, he believed that Xiao Xuan would never bow to Junti. Because they know the heavens.

I have lived with Tongtian for countless yuanhui.

People who have a sword heart are not at all interested in bowing down to others. Even if you die, you don’t want to frown.

In his opinion, Xiao Xuan, like Tongtian, both possessed a sword heart, and if he wanted someone with a sword heart to kneel down and admit his mistake, it would be worse than killing him. Taiqing looked at Yuan Shi’s expression and said, “You should already know the answer, so why say more?” ”

Even if this son had taken the wrong path, he also thought that he was a cultivator of the Eastern Lands, and would rather die than go to the West.

Didn’t see the look of the gray slippery, obviously did not get the answer he wanted, the fact made him eat the closed door.

“Otherwise, why would you keep your head down and go all the way to the west?”

Resisting the pressure of a saint, he preferred to die.

The two of them said, facing the figure of the lonely Qiankun City, there was a little more recognition in their hearts. But even if they agreed, they couldn’t give up their determination to kill Xiao Xuan.

Because this is a conflict of three religions.

The interception of religions is not extinguished, how can the two religions rise.

For the sake of this, they did not even care about the brotherhood of countless Yuanhui. What did a Xiao Xuan count.

After killing at most, give a face-saving god seat.

At this moment, Yuan Shi and Taiqing had arranged the divine throne that would be listed after Xiao Xuan’s death. In the Nüwa Palace, Nüwa looked at Xiao Xuan with a curious face.

It can be said that among the saints, in addition to the Tongtian Sect Lord, she was the first to pay attention to Xiao Xuan. Because one of his magic weapons was stolen.

From then on, he hated Xiao Xuan

“Behead Taiyi, pit and kill Guangchengzi, force the land pressure, fight Xuandu, chase the lamp, capture the cloud neutron.”

Now, under the oppression of a saint, he protected the Hongmeng Purple Qi and let the other party return without success.

“Where is your end?” How strong are you? ”

Nuwa muttered to herself and looked at Xiao Xuan for a moment with emotion.

In Nuwa’s heart, she felt that she knew Xiao Xuan’s secret. For example, hanging fishing rods.

The kind of fishing rod that can unknowingly take away other people’s magic weapons. In Nuwa’s view, that was definitely the secret of Xiao Xuan’s secret rise. If you let Xiao Xuan know, you will say that you think too much. This rod was never his secret.

If it’s a secret, it will never be known. At this time, Xiao Xuan was walking in Qiankun City.

Looking at the dazzling goods on both sides, it is like a world away for a while. It’s just that although these commodities are numerous, they are all single.

Those who sell noodles, those who sell firewood, those who sell oil, those who sell fruits, those who sell beans, those who sell children and women. Yin Shang was a dynasty of slavery.

So there are many cases of this slave trade.

Of course, don’t think that Xiqi Jiang Ziya and others will change all this after overthrowing Yin Shang. The Zhou Dynasty was still a slave dynasty.

Although the dynasty changed, the slaves only changed their masters, and still lived their lives without food.

At this time, Xiao Xuan saw several slaves eating on the side of the street. He walked over curiously to take a look.

Then he frowned.

Xiao Xuan asked slowly, “What are you eating?” ”

One of the slaves kept pulling food into his mouth, while replying in vague words, “You eat wheat rice!” ”

Wheat rice is wheat that has not been ground directly after it has been dehulled.

To put it bluntly, it is wheat pellets, which are cooked by slaves and then eaten. Because this thing is not ground into noodles, it is difficult to swallow when it is eaten with teeth and mouths.

But even with this kind of food, each slave had only one bowl per person per day, and there was no more. As for the snow-white rice, it was something that only the nobles could eat.

Xiao Xuan smiled and said, “Can you give me a bite of this wheat rice?” ”

As he spoke, he held out his hand.

The slave’s whole body was in tatters, and his face was covered with dirt.

Hearing this, he very reluctantly took a few grains of wheat rice and put them in Xiao Xuan’s hand. Xiao Xuan gave the other party a kind smile back, and then picked up the cooked wheat and looked at it. At the same time, he smiled self-deprecatingly and said, “Xiao Xuan, Xiao Xuan, you obviously have the ability to change all this, why don’t you do it?” Since God let you cross here, how about changing the fate of only the interception of the teaching. The people here are still living in the depths of the waters. ”

After Xiao Xuan finished speaking, the light in his eyes became more and more abundant.

Saving these people was a simple matter for him. Thinking of this, he directly summoned the two large stones in the distance. Then the stone changed its appearance in an instant before his eyes.

After a while, two grinding discs appeared. Xiao Xuan said to a few slaves, “Come and set them up and give them good food later.” ”

When the slaves heard that there was good food, they were instantly happy.

At this time, Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao heard the movement and rushed over. Xiao Xuan laughed when he saw them, “You have come just in time, go and help me lead a donkey, and another bag of wheat.” ”

Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao didn’t understand why Xiao Xuan wanted them to do this.

But after this period of trust, and Xiao Xuan’s current prestige, they didn’t even ask, they turned around and looked for it.

Seeing them leave, Xiao Xuan instructed the slaves to set up the millstone and prepare all the processes. After a while, Wen Zhong carried two bags of grain, and Shen Gongbao led a donkey in the back.

Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao both watched Xiao Xuan get the donkey in place and then blindfolded. Puzzled, he asked, “Uncle Master, what are you doing here?” ”

Xiao Xuan laughed and said, “The mountain people have their own brilliant plans, and you will know them later.” ”

The grain was poured on the millstone, and Xiao Xuan commanded Wen Zhong to keep pouring it into the stone eyes.

And he took advantage of this opportunity to find a ball of silk and use mana to make a net sieve. The holes in the sieve are so small that even the embroidery needle cannot pass through.

At this time, the wheat is ground and crushed, and the flour mixed with the wheat bran falls into the trough. Xiao Xuan laughed and said, “Now, the time has come to witness the miracle.” ”

After saying that, he began to sift the flour with a sieve. With the flour separated from the bran.

In situ, a large wooden barrel contains flour with white flowers.

Looking at these flours, Xiao Xuan thought to himself, you can eat noodles later.

At this time, even Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao could see that they were stupid. The flour in this bucket is snow-white and soft to the touch.

It is not at all the same as the rough wheat rice of the past. Wen Zhong murmured to himself, “Uncle Shi’s move can be described as benefiting the people.” ”

And at this moment, the sky suddenly became colorful. After a while, a golden light of the thickness of the arm fell.

After this golden light landed, it was divided into several shares.

The largest of them was injected into Xiao Xuan’s body.

The other fell on the millstone, and one fell on the donkey.

Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao were also busy participating for half a day, so these two were also symbolically rewarded with a thumb thickness each.

“Merit, this is merit, heaven has descended merit?”

Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao couldn’t believe their eyes.

I didn’t expect that the two of them had casually taken a hand, and they actually gained merit. They looked at Xiao Xuan with excitement.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Xiao Xuan suddenly realized from the initial confusion. This Terran is now the protagonist of the Flood Heaven and Earth.

He invented the stone mill and ground the hard-to-swallow wheat into flour. This move is beneficial to the people, so the Heavenly Dao has a sense and gives rewards for lowering merit. This merit is almost as much as the reward for defeating the Burning Lantern Formation.

“It’s just that this merit is also too good to take, right?”

It was no wonder that Xiao Xuan, as a crosser, had countless knowledge in his mind. He knew that if it was developed according to normal, the stone mill would not know how many years later. The Honghuang people did not know how many sins they would have to suffer.

At this time, Wen Zhong looked at the donkey who was pulling the mill and showed a sense of jealousy.

Just now he saw that this donkey had gained more merit than himself. Two thumb-thick merits fell on the donkey.

“Violent and cruel things, I already knew that the poor road would be grinding.”

As soon as he heard Zhong’s words, the donkey that was pulling the mill instantly sped up.

Just now I have gained a merit, it has become otherworldly, has an IQ, and understands human speech. In the Biyou Palace of Jin Yu Island, the Tongtian Sect Leader suddenly had a big shock in his face.

Because just now, he suddenly felt that the qi luck of the interception of the sect had increased a little. As a saint, he was very sensitive to the fortunes of the sect.

Although many disciples have gone down the mountain to do good deeds over the years. But the growth of luck is not much.

In particular, the interception of qi luck is tied to Yin Shang.

Therefore, the decay of Yin Shang also indirectly affected the interception of teachings.

Although Tongtian knew that the qi fortune in his teachings was showing a downward trend, there was no way to solve it. Although he was a saint, he couldn’t do anything about it.

For example, Xiao Xuan, as a modern person, mastered the knowledge of stone grinding after he crossed over. However, even if Tongtian wanted to break his head, he might not be able to get out of the stone mill.

Tongtian felt the sudden increase in the luck of the interception, and for a while he was happy and did not know what was wrong. Immediately he set his sights on Yin Shang and towards Song City.

This majestic ancient city is thirty-three meters high, fifty miles wide and fifty miles long. And above the palace in the middle of the city.

A bird condensed by qi luck suddenly came alive, and it had a pair of smart eyes at the moment. And still combing their feathers.

Tongtian was shocked, it was not that he had not seen this mysterious bird before.

It was a patient who had been hunching his head and looked listless, as if he were dying. But why did this suddenly become strange again?

Could it be because of a sudden increase in luck? Where does this luck come from?

Thinking of this, he quickly calculated it.

“It’s actually related to Xiao Xuan?”

Tongtian stopped calculating, and a happy smile appeared on his face. Duo Bao has always been by Tongtian’s side.

Watching the teacher’s face suddenly change, and then he began to chant.

In the end, it was a calculation and a sigh, and Xiao Xuan’s name was mentioned. Did that disciple do something that moved the teacher again?

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