Mingkong also broke through Miyuanchuan, but his understanding of space was far less thorough than Wang Jingzhu's. Seeing that the power of space was so powerful, he was secretly envious and secretly swore in his heart that he would often go to Miyuanchuan to practice in the future.
During the fierce battle, Wang Jingzhu discovered that the power of merit was more powerful than soul power against the fairy charm. Use the power of merit as a whip and whip it on the immortal charm, and a thick smoke will come out in one stroke.
The thicker the smoke, the more serious the injury to the fairy. That smoke is the appearance of the death charm when it turns into nothingness.
Xian Mei was still unable to get close to the Haotian Pearl, and finally realized that she could only hope to get the Haotian Pearl by dealing with the few humans in front of her first.
It finally abandoned the Haotian Pearl and flew towards Fusheng.
Firstly, because Fusheng was the most injured and weakest at this time; secondly, Xianmei probably thought that Fusheng was dead and the Haotian Pearl belonged to him.
Fusheng silently sacrificed the Xinghua spiritual guide - the golden bell:...
As a weapon refiner, although he doesn't have colorful stones to charge the spiritual guide, he can refine many more. When one is broken, there will be another one, many more.
Xian Mei couldn't bite Fu Sheng, and then thought of its precious weapon, the "orbs" on the mural, and desperately tried to fish out a few to use as hidden weapons.
Just when it was about to touch a "baby", a golden light flashed, the space was misplaced again, and Xian Mei still missed it. A golden light spread across it, making the mural seem to be here but not here, and untouchable.
"Hiss—" Xianmei screamed angrily and rushed towards Wang Jingzhu.
Wang Jingzhu directly used the power of merit to form a shield in front of her. The fairy charm fluttered on the power of merit, just like a mortal body fluttering on a hot iron pot, making a sizzling sound and thick smoke rising everywhere.
"Jing Xiao, what kind of magic are you doing? The yang energy is so strong, it's too strong!" Yuan Rong used the flame technique to burn the fairy charm.
Yuan Rong has the bloodline of the phoenix. Although he does not have the pure phoenix true fire, his fireworks are naturally stronger than the true fire of ordinary monks. Compared with the power of the golden light produced by Wang Jingzhu, it is far less powerful than the yang.
Yuan Rong was puzzled and couldn't understand it at all.
"This is the power of merit. As long as you grow up and do good deeds, you can have it." Wang Jingzhu did not hide it.
Xue Fanyi, Fusheng, Mingkong and Yuanrong:... (He is lying)
"If you can have strong combat power by doing good deeds, why practice?" Yuan Rong sneered, "Sister Jingxiao, stop teasing me!"
Wang Jingzhu spread her hands, she was telling the truth.
However, in the world of cultivation, there is really no such thing as the power of merit. Wang Jingzhu used to think it was because people in the cultivation world killed too much and didn't accumulate merit, but now she doesn't see it that way.
Such as Yuan Rong. Yuan Rong is the young master of Fengzhu Pavilion. He is pampered and kind-hearted. He has done a lot of good deeds, but he will never do any unjust things himself. Yuan Rong should have the power of merit, but he cannot extract the power of merit for his own use.
As she spoke, Xianmei's aura became weaker and weaker under the siege of several people.
"Mr. Lang, you are so heartless!" Xian Mei suddenly spoke out again, her voice full of resentment, like weeping.
It rushed towards Fusheng, and Fusheng hurriedly waved his sword to block it.
Boom——
Xian Mei exploded without warning.
Fusheng was the first to bear the brunt of the blast and was blown up, hitting the top of the cave heavily. Shengsheng made a big hole in the top of the tomb and was embedded in it. He did not fall down for a long time.
Xue Fanyi and Mingkong hurriedly dug Fusheng out of the hole.
"Fusheng, what did you do to it?" Xue Fanyi asked seriously.
Most of Fu Sheng's life was gone, so he swallowed a small pill, looked at Xue Fanyi with his eyes wide open, and squeezed out the word "no". I really didn’t do anything to this fairy! Everyone entered the tomb together, and he was not the first one.
Xue Fanyi: "Fusheng, are you messing with it and finally abandoning it? You see, people miss you so much, and even want to die with you in the end. You are really irresponsible for how many children it has given birth to... …”
"Pfft--" Fusheng spat out a mouthful of old blood and fainted from anger.
"Hahaha... Uh-huh..." Wang Jingzhu couldn't help laughing. Seeing Fusheng fainting, she felt that it was not good to laugh, so she held it back immediately, but she really couldn't help it. She gritted her teeth and endured the twitching of her shoulders, making pig noises.
The scene was miserable for a time, Fu Sheng was covered in blood, and everyone had just experienced a fierce battle, on the line between life and death. I originally thought Xue Fanyi's joke was quite boring, but after Wang Jingzhu's several suppressed pig squeals, even Xue Fanyi himself fell asleep I couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.
Mingkong was seriously injured and couldn't help but cough when he smiled. "Haha, cough, haha, cough, cough..."
Yuan Rong fell to the ground laughing and kept beating the floor, unable to survive laughing.
Fusheng woke up quickly and glanced weakly at Xue Fanyi. Xue Fanyi laughed until he was speechless. He struggled to get up and beat the person. This made people believe that there was something unspeakable between him and Xianmei. s story.
Everyone laughed even more wildly.
"Fu Sheng, you can't tell. I'm usually very serious, so why did I attack Xian Mei?" Wang Jingzhu finally suppressed her laughter and scolded her.
Fusheng raised his hand, and a dart went straight to Wang Jingzhu's door.
Wang Jingzhu flicked the dart away with the barrel of his gun, and said with a smile: "Fu Sheng, assassination is so weak this month."
Fu Sheng: ...(does not count!)
Wang Jingzhu raised her eyebrows: It must be counted!
Yuan Rong added leisurely. "Xianmei should play less! It hurts the kidneys!"
Xue Fanyi and Mingkong, who had just stopped laughing, burst into laughter again.
Fu Sheng wants to kill people, but it’s not over yet, right?
The joyful atmosphere dissipated the lingering fears of the fierce life-and-death battle, and several people lay down on their backs, enjoying the relaxation of the rest of their lives.
Fusheng took back his Haotian Pearl, held it in his hand and thought carefully: Xianmei kept trying to drill into the Haotian Pearl. Could it be that the way to control the Haotian Pearl is to drill into the Haotian Pearl?
It is naturally impossible for a living person to dig into the Haotian Pearl without risking his life, but he can try to integrate his spiritual thoughts into the Haotian Pearl.
Just try it if you want to, otherwise it will damage your spiritual mind and cause more damage.
Wang Jingzhu was not injured, nor did she lose her spiritual power. She only used a little soul power, but consumed a lot of merit power, but the power of merit cannot be restored by resting.
After resting for a quarter of an hour, she couldn't rest any longer. She summoned the bag and prepared to explore the depths of the tomb first.
Mingkong also released his spiritual pet, the poisonous-eared rat Xiao Gungun. "Jing Xiao, take Gungun with you, he has a unique sense of smell for treasures."
Wang Jingzhu naturally accepted it. Who would reject a little thing with a pair of blue ears that looks like a Smurf?
Yuan Rong has also rested and wants to stay with Wang Jingzhu.
"Brother Yuan Rong, you stay to protect them. I will walk a little inside and not go far." Wang Jingzhu said.
Xue Fanyi said: "Let Pavilion Master Yuan Shao follow you, I am here."
Yuan Rong cupped his hands to Xue Fanyi, raised his eyebrows at Wang Jingzhu, and rushed in front of Wang Jingzhu in three or two steps: If you want to get rid of me, there is no way!
(End of chapter)
