Before Master Xuandu could finish his polite words, he was quickly interrupted by Lin Ming.
"Brother, please don't be polite. We will kill Kunpeng together. Naturally, we can't let you go back empty-handed. If you don't accept this treasure, then you must be dissatisfied that the treasures are too small. Then, junior brother, I will add a few more. That’s it!”
"Junior brother, junior brother, you must not do it!"
After saying a few words, Master Xuandu couldn't refuse anymore and said quickly:
"No need to add any more, I will just accept this magic weapon. Brother Anji, you choose first?!"
The Antarctic Immortal hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said:
"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."
"please!"
Archmage Xuandu said quickly.
"Then I want this Demon Master's Palace!"
The Antarctic Immortal made a casual move, and a burst of spiritual light spurted out, hiding the Demon Master's Palace.
Lin Ming's hand shook, and the remaining Demon Master Sword fell directly into the hands of Archmage Xuandu without any hesitation.
"Junior brother, thank you. The two of us are able to obtain such a treasure thanks to your blessing. It is considered a blessing. If something like this happens in the future, feel free to come to us again!"
"Junior brother, thank you, thank you!"
After getting the treasure, the two of them were extremely excited.
Even though the Demon Master's Palace and the Demon Master's Sword are not the top items among the innate spiritual treasures, they are not weak.
They were naturally quite excited to get such an item.
"You two senior brothers are welcome!"
"Okay, junior brother, senior brother, I'm leaving!"
"Farewell!"
"Walk slowly!"
After bidding farewell to Lin Ming, Archmage Xuandu and the Antarctic Immortal were the first to leave here. Only Lin Ming and Zhen Yuanzi were left in the place.
Zhen Yuanzi looked at Lin Ming calmly!
When Lin Ming divided the treasure just now, he had already thought that Lin Ming would definitely give Patriarch Hongyun's gourd to him!
It was a relic of his best friend. Except for Zhen Yuanzi who was qualified to use it, no one else was qualified to use it!
As expected, Lin Ming did not go around in circles with him, and directly took out the Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul-Removing Gourd and handed it to Zhen Yuanzi.
"Brother Zhen Yuanzi, this is yours..."
"Thank you to the inspector. It seems that Lao Dao's previous calculation was correct. Only by following the inspector's side can Lao Dao get the chance to become a saint!"
Zhen Yuanzi took the gourd and said quickly:
"No, after just half a day with the patrolling envoy, I took back my friend's belongings. It's really an act of God!"
He rubbed the gourd a few times and muttered:
"Hongyun, we have avenged your revenge on you today. I hope you can reincarnate with a little bit of your true spirit. When you wake up, don't forget to go to Wuzhuang Temple to look for the old Taoist. The old Taoist is still there. This gourd It is still your magic weapon, whenever you go, the old Taoist will return this gourd to you!"
While he was speaking, Lin Ming also noticed that the power of heavenly destiny flashed across his body!
Luck mantra!
What Zhen Yuanzi just said was the oath he swore here using the power of luck. If he violated it, the punishment of that day's luck would be enough to make Zhen Yuanzi lose all hope in his life. Became a saint.
"My friend Hongyun, before you come to find me, the old gourd master will help you keep it. You have to hurry up and find the old gourd!"
After saying the oath, he put away the gourd, looked up at Lin Ming, and asked directly:
"The patrol envoy will return to the Three Realms Patrol Envoy's barracks next?!"
"Yes! Does Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi have any other arrangements?!"
"certainly!"
Zhen Yuanzi nodded affirmatively.
"Inspector, you probably haven't tasted the ginseng fruit from our Wuzhuang Temple. The old Taoist would like to invite the inspector to taste it. I wonder if the inspector has the time?!"
"I have long heard that ginseng fruit is one of the top ten spiritual roots in the world. I have also coveted it for a long time, but I have never had the chance to taste it. So this time, I will be rude?!"
"You're welcome, this way please!"
Zhen Yuanzi led the way generously. As he walked, he was still talking to Lin Ming:
"Inspector, my chance to become a saint is with you. When Lao Dao used innate arithmetic to calculate his own fate, he also vaguely saw a little bit of the fate of the Inspector... Before Lao Dao became a saint, the Inspector was already a saint. The body! Old Dao is handing over the patrol envoy now just so that the patrol envoy can help me, Old Dao, in the future!"
"Ha ha……"
Lin Ming laughed twice and cupped his hands.
"Brother Zhen Yuanzi is really good at joking. How can it be so easy to become a saint? I am just a little Daluo Jinxian. If I want to become a saint... it is not easy! Don't joke, don't joke!"
There are countless saints in this world!
There are only so many saints that the world can accommodate.
Lin Ming didn't know how many saints the Three Realms and Six Paths could accommodate in this world. He just saw that there were only six saints in this world now.
It can also be calculated that no matter how many there are, the number of saints in this world can only be counted by two hands, and there will never be more than ten!
Moreover, every person who is sanctified later will have a harder time than the person who was sanctified first!
The power of heaven is placed there.
Every saint wants to strive for the cultivation of heaven, but how can this kind of cultivation be obtained casually? !
There is only so much heavenly destiny. If one more saint competes with them for the heavenly destiny, they will lose some heavenly destiny. Naturally, they will try their best to prevent other descendants from becoming saints!
The saints are immortal and their numbers will not increase or decrease!
Eternity is as long as night!
Lin Ming could not reveal his thoughts too early. Deep down in his heart, he wanted to use the spread of Buddhism eastward to gain enough power of destiny to become a saint!
Be moral!
Make a statement!
Make meritorious service!
This kind of thing is simple to say, but not simple to practice.
Without such benefits, Lin Ming would never completely fall out with the Buddhist sect over this matter!
What is the destiny of the Taoist sect, and how much does it have to do with him, Lin Ming? !
What he really cares about is not the power of luck in that door, but his own power of luck!
"hey-hey!"
Zhen Yuanzi seemed to understand exactly why Lin Ming said that. He just smiled and did not say anything more on this issue. Instead, he said:
"Inspector, look over there. Our Wuzhuang Temple is ahead. When we arrive at Wuzhuang Temple, in addition to the fruit of life, the old Taoist will also prepare some other soul-nourishing items to help the inspector as soon as possible. Replenish the lost souls..."
