If I upgrade, I can win prizes

Chapter 183

Lu Ang looked at the large group of high-level monks in the square and tried his best not to laugh.

Not far away, Fuyaozi and Mr. Shi looked over. Mr. Shi spoke first: "With so many of us going to the North Pole together, it shouldn't violate the rules, right?"

"No violation." Lu Ang tried his best to be as solemn as possible: "It's just a matter of saving the world, which is very difficult. The merits are indeed precious, but please do it according to your ability."

"Okay!" Mr. Shi stopped talking, controlled the clone, and led the large group of high-level monks into the double door.

Of course, the two people's bodies are still outside, one on the left and one on the right, staring at the dark space-time door in front of them.

Lu Ang did not stay long, returned to his palace, sat down cross-legged again, and continued to practice "Yuanling Kung". He had a hunch that he would be able to advance to the fifth level of Qi Refining in less than a week!

I just can't help but sigh, the merits are still touching people's hearts.

It has been almost three months since these two returned to the Immortal City of Lianqiao. During this period, in addition to sending many other high-level cultivators into the Ice Apocalypse, I also sent many clones to investigate.

Presumably, these two people also gained a lot of merit during the exploration process. They knew the wonderful use of merit and had some ideas, so they organized this Arctic exploration operation.

Of course, this is related to the deteriorating environment over there in the Ice Apocalypse. According to Lu Ang's understanding, the temperature there is dropping day by day, and now ordinary people in most bases, even many awakened ones, are no longer able to move outdoors.

The situation in the underground city is not optimistic either. The magma layer and geothermal layer that we originally had high hopes for have also begun to drop in temperature. The magma has solidified, the ground has become cold, and the soil has frozen. In addition to the Qiongdao base and a few bases very far south, they are still under construction. Except for this, other bases have basically stopped building dungeons. Many bases have survived until now by relying on material support from those cultivators.

It can be said that this ice apocalypse will not last long, and it will be completely dead and turn into a piece of frozen land, no longer inhabited.

Although Venerable Returning to the Void has a long lifespan, this opportunity to gain a lot of merit must be very rare for them.

Of course, Lu Ang didn't know whether he could be saved or not.

It's best to save him. He saves the world with his own ability, and Lu Ang, the big man who has gained merit, is not jealous. He just wants to moisten it a little and let his top-quality water spirit roots go further.

……

The end of the ice, Jingshui base.

Fuyaozi looked at Mr. Shi next to him and told the others: "Save people first!"

The other high-level cultivators must have been arranged before. One by one, they rose into the sky and flew in all directions against the howling cold wind.

Humanity merits are also merits. Low-level monks have limited storage bags. These high-level monks rely on their high-level storage bags to earn humanitarian merits in one go that low-level monks cannot earn in several lifetimes.

Only Fuyaozi and Mr. Shi did not move, still floating quietly in mid-air, looking at the low-level monks who were still fighting monsters below.

These low-level monks are obviously very different from before. They are dressed in thick clothes and have some fiery red or orange spiritual shields on their bodies. They are all the latest constant-temperature magic weapons of the weapon refining masters in Lianqiao Fairy City.

The low-level monks next to the Jingshui base were obviously used to the high-level monks flying around. After looking up for a while, they all lowered their heads to fight the snow monsters.

After looking at the ants below for a while, Fuyaozi turned his head and said, "That Wuxin monk doesn't seem to think much of us."

Mr. Shi looked serious: "It is true that the situation at the North Pole is unclear, but there is nothing we can do. There is not much time in this world. It can be done or not, so that's it."

Fuyaozi laughed: "If the clone is not sure, where will the main body come?"

"That unintentional monk is full of lies. When the real body comes in, the variables are too great!" Mr. Shi shook his head: "It's too dangerous!"    "I don't believe that bald donkey dares to deliberately trap us!" Fuyaozi is not that worried: "He is not afraid. My Kunpeng Sect takes revenge? Aren't we afraid of your academy?"

"We only have one life!" Mr. Shi still refused to let go: "If we are trapped and die together with this small world, even if the outside world avenges us, what's the point?"

"That's right!" Fuyaozi sighed: "The way of heaven is noble and ruthless!"

Then he changed the subject: "But speaking of it, this heavenly merit is really a good thing. This is the first time I have encountered such a magical creature! This Great Thunder Sound Temple is not simple."

Mr. Shi also had to agree: "The combination of the Tao and the Tao, maybe what the Great Leiyin Temple combines is the Tao of merit and virtue, which is the foundation for people to settle down and live their lives. It has its own magic."

Fuyaozi stretched out his hand and gently twisted it, as if he had caught something: "This small wisp is enough to last one year. I'm not greedy this time. I just want it to have a lifespan of hundreds or thousands of years."

"It's better to be careful." Mr. Shi shook his head: "That thing has absorbed the origin of the world for so long. Even if it is just a small world, it must be extremely powerful. Maybe we will die in the North Pole."

"The origin of the world..." Fuyaozi sighed: "It's also a good thing."

……

While the two were chatting, other senior cultivators also returned one after another, many of them with happy faces.

It's just that they all look very powerful, but many of them have silver hair and a faint aura of twilight.

Glancing at the anxious expressions on these faces, Fuyaozi issued an order: "Now that everyone is here, let's set off! As agreed before, the two of us will take the lead, and the seven second teams of Transformation God, and the rest Everyone is following behind!"

Just say it, just take the lead with Mr. Shi and fly forward.

Of course, they did not fly too fast, otherwise with the speed of Master Huixu, those Nascent Souls would not even be able to see the exhaust gas.

All the way to the north, the temperature got lower and lower, and the wind and snow became heavier and heavier. Soon, it was a vast expanse of white, making it difficult to distinguish between the sky and the earth.

Some Nascent Soul old monsters also opened their protective spiritual shields and began to resist the surrounding wind and snow.

The north also seemed to sense something. Suddenly, the ice in the air quickly gathered, turning into large ice and snow birds, thousands of them, surrounding the group of high cultivators.

Fuyaozi and Mr. Shi did not move, and the seven gods of Houma came forward to meet them. They each used their own methods. The sword energy was everywhere and the five elements were chaotic. In just seven or eight breaths, they killed all the thousands of snow monsters.

Continuing forward, another group of snow monsters appeared, and even large chunks of ice flew up from the ground and hit them.

Fortunately, everyone is highly educated, and all these obstacles have been resolved one by one.

Suddenly, Mr. Shi stopped in front of him.

Fuyaozi couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

"Wait a minute! I think I found someone!" Mr. Shi's expression changed: "The person I have been looking for!"

After saying that, he rushed down.

(End of this chapter)