"Oh, that's all it can do!"
Hearing the comfort from his senior brother, Zhunti felt better.
After I collected myself, I was immediately ready to continue practicing.
It was still early for the third lecture of the Purple Cloud Palace, and he must catch up with Hong Yun in his cultivation during this period of time.
Just when Zhunti was about to say goodbye and go back to retreat, he discovered that Primordial Wilderness Western Lands seemed to have a few more changes in the sky.
The gathering spiritual clouds dissipated without knowing when.
Instead, there is a sea of golden clouds. These golden clouds exude an aura of nobility and peace, making creatures who see it instinctively feel fascinated.
It's as if these golden Auspicious Cloud can be of great benefit to them.
With the blessing of Heavenly Dao Power, Hong Yun and Western Lands where they are are already buzzing with excitement, Golden Lotuses Springing from the Earth!
Not to mention Western Lands, even in the distant Eastern Lands, all the powerful people have noticed this strange phenomenon.
Kunlun Mountain, Three Pure Ones woke up from seclusion one after another.
Laozi was the first to sense the strange phenomenon and the first to leave the quarantine.
He stood on a rock at the top of Kunlun Mountain and looked at Western Lands from a distance, counting with his fingers.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
Tongtian and Yuanshi arrived behind, standing beside Laozi, also looking at the bright golden color of Western Lands.
At the same time, there was movement in Sun Star, Phoenix Perch Mountain, West Kunlun, Penglai Island, Sea of Blood, Northern Darkness Sea and many other places, and many powerful people came out one by one.
Almost all Primordial Wilderness's attention is focused on the Western Continent.
On Mount Sumeru, Zhunti is all numb!
"Senior... Senior brother! This... this... could it be..."
Zhunti already had a guess in his mind, but he couldn't believe it.
"Yes, it's Merit!"
Jieyin closed his eyes in pain, his face was as bitter as a bitter melon.
Even with his extraordinary nature, he couldn't help but feel jealous, otherwise he wouldn't show such a mask of pain.
"Merit, that's Merit! How can they be so good?"
Zhunti covered his heart and felt his heart twitching constantly. It was the pain of "wrong billions"!
While the Primordial Wilderness experts are still deducing one by one who Merit belongs to, Zhunti and Jieyin can guess it even with their heels.
At the same time, I also understand the reason why Heavenly Dao lowered Merit.
"If there were so many Merits who knew about this matter, why would you and I, our senior fellow apprentices, give up halfway?"
Jieyin's heart was bleeding, and he also regretted the decision that he and Zhunti gave up on repairing Western Lands Earth Veins.
Isn't it just a bit difficult?
Even if it takes time to grind it out, it will take a hundred thousand years.
With the blessing of such a huge Merit, if they could enjoy it alone, their cultivation would at least be able to climb to Mid-stage Quasi-Saint, right?
It's even hard to say that we can break through to Late Quasi-Saint!
Somewhere in Western Lands Earth Veins, Hong Yun, Zhen Yuanzi and Twelve Ancestral Witches stand under the golden Auspicious Cloud.
They were also shocked by the huge Merit.
Twelve Ancestral Witches and Hong Yun possess World-Opening Merit, but World-Opening Merit was given by Pangu and is not their own, so they can only be used by themselves but cannot be used.
Besides, World-Opening Merit is actually Great Dao Merit, so even if it can be used, I wouldn't want to part with it!
With Great Dao Merit protecting him, not even Heavenly Dao can do anything, unless Merit uses up his last bit.
The golden Auspicious Cloud in the sky slowly gathered into a ball of golden light. This ball of golden light was divided into fourteen parts, 20% of which fell on Zhen Yuanzi.
Zhen Yuanzi not only uses Earth Book to comb Earth Veins, but also uses Law of Earth to repair Earth Veins, which is indeed worth 20%.
Then seventy percent of it fell on Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the largest part of the seventy percent fell on Houtu.
The last 10% fell to Hong Yun, after all, he came up with the idea.
However, Hong Yun conveniently lost the 10% of Merit to Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"Brother Hongyun!"
Ancestor Witch were all so moved that they quickly wanted to return Merit. After all, Merit was planning this time, but Hong Yun came up with the idea, and they were just doing some hard work at best.
Hong Yun glared at them and said in a fierce tone, "Stop talking nonsense, this Merit is of no use to me. Refining it quickly will improve your cultivation. If you don't break through Quasi-Saint, I won't train you one by one."
Upon seeing this, Ancestor Witch knew that Hong Yun was for their own good, so they sat down cross-legged one by one and began to refine Merit.
Only Zhen Yuanzi, because Merit obtained the maximum point, had already been refined under the instruction of Hong Yun.
Seeing everyone practicing, Hong Yun placed a ban here with a wave of his hand, then took out a rocking chair and lay on it.
While protecting everyone, he took out a jar of spiritual wine and drank it slowly, with words of praise coming out of his mouth from time to time.
Of course you have to shear wool from morning till night!
Three months later.
"Combining Earth Veins, benefiting Western Lands, and seeking welfare for Primordial Beings, please send me your kind thoughts!"
"Earth Book, behead me!"
A stream of white air appeared on the forehead of Zhen Yuanzi, who was sitting cross-legged. After he sacrificed Earth Book, this stream of white air merged with it.
In the void, a white-robed Daoist with a face similar to Zhen Yuanzi walked out.
"I am a poor Daoist Earth Lord, I have met fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi!"
Zhen Yuanzi laughed and said, "You are me, and I am you, fellow Daoist, you don't have to be like this."
The red-robed Daoist Earth Lord also smiled when he heard this, and then escaped into the sea of consciousness of Zhen Yuanzi.
After Zhen Yuanzi got up, he saw that Hong Yun was leisurely and at ease. He straightened his clothes and walked to Hong Yun.
"Brother Hong Yun, thank you for your plan to help me kill Good Corpse and achieve the state of Quasi-Saint!"
He looked grateful and then bowed to salute.
However, when he was about to bend down, he was shocked to find that he couldn't bend down at all.
It turned out that Hong Yun had arrived in front of him at some point and was holding his arm.
"Zhenyuan Brother Dao, you and I are as close as brothers, why do you care about these nonsense? Are you trying to lose me as your brother by saluting like this?"
Hong Yun looks like you look down on me.
"Friendship is friendship, and you still have to thank your brother."
Zhen Yuanzi is indeed a kind person. He circulates the majestic Mana in his body at this time, attracting the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, and he will immediately worship him forcefully.
But despite carrying the power of Early-stage Quasi-Saint, he was shocked to find that he still couldn't move.
"Hong Yun, dear brother, you..."
Zhen Yuanzi was shocked in his heart. Although he had some guesses, he did not expect that Hong Yun would be so strong.
He was clearly in the early stages of refining Merit and was still a senior Early-stage Quasi-Saint, but he was unable to fight back against Hong Yun.
This cultivation level is probably at least Mid-stage Quasi-Saint, right?
Zhen Yuanzi sensed it carefully, only to find that Hong Yun's cultivation aura was still Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Perfection.
"This Hong Yun virtuous brother is really mysterious!"
Zhen Yuanzi sighed in his heart and stopped forcing it. After all, Hong Yun refused to let him worship. He had no other choice but to secretly write down this friendship in his heart.
"Haha, it's exactly what Brother Dao thought."
Hong Yun let go of Zhen Yuanzi's arm and returned to the recliner with a smile.
Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi also took a recliner from Sleeve Universe and placed it next to Hong Yun.
He reached out and snatched Hong Yun's spirit wine and drank it himself, ignoring Hong Yun, as if he was venting his resentment.
"You're so stingy!"
Hong Yun murmured secretly and took out another jar of spiritual wine.
Another three months passed, and twelve powerful and sinister auras rose into the sky!