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Chapter 521 Forty Drops of Blood (Subscription Request)

"If my guess is correct, you have forty-nine drops, Taoist Zhunti. There is still one drop left from the last time you drew it all. I left it for you as a reserve."

"I never thought that you, my fellow Taoist, would be so unethical. I have come to a small world, and you still plotted against me. I must settle this account."

"Besides, the victim is still here, so a few drops of the saint's blood will not be enough."

"So, at least forty drops of saint's blood are needed."

Li Qingtian said quietly.

These words left the Sage Zhunti stunned and a little confused.

No!
Fellow Daoist, I only have forty-nine drops of saint's blood essence in total, and you want to take forty drops at once?

Over the years, I have indeed recovered.

But do you know how much resources I spent to recover?
Each amount is not a small amount.

I also put in all my collections over the years.

Moreover, I have suffered.

Fellow Daoist, you may not be able to understand the difficulty and pain involved in recovering every drop of essence and blood.

But I understand.

this moment.

The face of the Bodhisattva Cundi turned pale and he was secretly annoyed.

"If I had known this earlier, I would never have offended him anyway."

it's good now.

Instead, I got myself into trouble.

It's a serious scam.

Until this moment, Zhunti still felt a lingering fear for some reason.

A look of horror and disbelief.

"This……"

"Fellow Daoist, forty drops of blood essence are really a bit too much."

"Can you be a little less?"

Zhunti looked like he was negotiating, with a look of misery in his eyes.

I'm miserable enough.

Keep doing it.

I’m afraid I’ll really fall from my saintly position.

"Fellow Daoist, I am not discussing this with you, I am informing you."

Li Qingtian said quietly.

You are no longer qualified to negotiate with me. If I can draw the blood of a saint from you once, I can do it a second time.

The main thing is that both times it was you, Zhunti, who took the initiative to provoke me.

It's not that I'm deliberately holding on to you, it's actually you who are not letting yourself go.

Therefore, it has nothing to do with me.

"you……"

No, can't you be flexible?

Li Qingtian, you have no moral principles.

You are going too far!
But when I think that Li Qingtian can cross the long river of time and space to come here at any time.

Essence and blood can be extracted at any time.

Even if you don't want to, you can't do it.

Thus.

Zhunti's heart felt as heavy as a huge stone.

Very gloomy.

"Originally, I just wanted to plot against him, just to see if I could disgust him, but I ended up getting myself into trouble instead."

This time.

It’s really a loss to my grandma’s family.

But the Saint Zhunti seemed to have forgotten.

Last time.

It was he who offended Li Qingtian, and he was the one who took the initiative to provoke him.

This time over and over again.

In fact, he was the one who had been causing trouble all along.

"Fellow Daoist, we agreed on forty drops, so that's forty drops. If you continue to bargain, I will raise the price."

"Besides, it's only forty drops of saint's blood. I believe you can do it. It's no problem at all."

But please don’t provoke me again in the future.

Otherwise, it will not be a problem that can be solved by forty drops of saint's blood.

This time, I just wanted to raise the Gu. "If not, I would definitely kill you and test whether a saint can be killed."

Li Qingtian's faint voice.

For an instant.

Let the Saint Zhunti break the defense.

However, he didn't dare to get angry with Li Qingtian, let alone provoke him.

After all, Li Qingtian was a person whom even he and his senior brother Jie Yin looked down upon.

He could even drain the blood essence of Yuanshi Tianzun, one of the Three Pure Ones, in front of the other two.

There really is not a drop left.

Although a saint will not die if his essence and blood are drained, his strength will decline and his foundation will become unstable.

If it is not recovered in time, the consequences will be equally serious, and people may die if they are not careful.

After all, the Endless Abyss is very dangerous and one can die at any time.

Even a saint.

Some time ago, news came out that a saint died inexplicably in the abyss.

This situation really shocked countless people.

The Bodhisattva Cundi also knows this.

His eyes were dim, but forty drops of blood essence were really a lot. Zhunti was reluctant to part with it.

But when facing Li Qingtian, he was afraid.

This kind of existence is simply against the will of heaven.

No.

It's clearly a monster.

It can track along the long river of time and space from the virtual projection, and directly lock onto its real body.

It seems as if he could cross the long river of time and space in the next moment, reverse the world, and even step towards me in one step.

"Fellow Daoist, you are not going to use the word procrastination, are you?"

Li Qingtian raised his eyes.

His face changed and said, "If you really dare to do this, don't blame me for being rude."

Not draining you.

My surname is not Li.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be angry, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Forty drops is forty drops. Let's settle the cause and effect."

Gritting his teeth.

Zhunti forced out forty drops of essence and blood from his body. Although he had just recovered, taking out forty drops at once made his face turn dark.

"This calculation is a bit of a loss!"

If I had known this, why bother in the first place!
It shouldn't be calculated.

It's okay this time.

Instead, he got himself into trouble.

"good!"

"You are indeed a man of integrity."

"Next time, if there is such a good thing, just come to me."

Li Qingtian looked at the forty drops of saint's blood floating in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

This time, you, Zhunti, have suffered a heavy bleeding.

"Daoyou, we are even now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhunti left.

I don't want to have any contact with Li Qingtian anymore and don't want to have any intersection with him.

As for what happens in the future.

That's hard to say.

Li Qingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't know why, but I always feel that this Zhunti Buddha seems... very unwilling!"

It's okay to be unwilling.

If you are unwilling, you will feel resentful and continue to scheme.

And I have been waiting.

"You have been the Good Fortune Boy twice."

"I hope there will be next time, the next time, or even more opportunities."

Li Qingtian said secretly.

Forty drops of the saint's blood, two drops for the Heavenly Dao of this world, as a way of thanking it for opening the door to him during this period of time.

Of the remaining, five drops were left for Yang Chan and three drops for Yang Jian, leaving only thirty drops.

In this way, both Yang Jian and Yang Chan can use the essence and blood of the Bodhisattva Cundi to practice.

This is the essence and blood of a saint.

Extraordinary thing.

"Chan'er, these five drops of the saint's blood can help you achieve enlightenment. You can practice slowly, and I will personally protect you."

"As for Erlang, these three drops of saint's blood are for you. I hope you will practice hard and strive to achieve the realm of quasi-saint in the future."

"I gave two drops to Tiandao. I still have great use for the remaining thirty drops, so I won't give them to you."

Thirty drops of saint's blood.

It is enough for Li Qingtian to reach the next level.

This time, although the Saint Zhunti was not killed, he was kept in the form of a Gu. Perhaps Zhunti could contribute some of his essence and blood inadvertently.

"Brother Qingtian, you actually asked that Saint Zhunti to take out his blood essence?"

Forty drops at once.

This is simply terrible.

hiss!
"It seems that Brother Qingtian is even stronger than we thought!"

The dignified Mother of Buddhism, the supreme being of sainthood, had never done anything before, but she willingly agreed to give forty drops of essence and blood as compensation.

To resolve the cause and effect...

Yang Jian immediately understood the ins and outs of this.

This is not a simple truth.

It is possible that Brother Qingtian is inherently strong, even ridiculously strong.

"I actually have a share, Brother Qingtian is really thoughtful."

Three drops of essence and blood are enough to allow one to attain the quasi-saint level.

As for Yang Chan, she was still a little confused.

"Brother Qingtian actually has such a skill..."

this moment.

There was a gleam in Yang Chan's eyes, as if Li Qingtian was completely different in his eyes.

"What level can I reach with five drops of blood essence?"

Yang Chan was a little confused, but also a little expectant. The little Golden Immortal could no longer keep up with the times, and couldn't keep up with the pace of Brother Qingtian.

Don’t you see, Brother Qingtian has already attained the great path of a saint?

The most surprising and unbelievable thing is the way of heaven.

Tiandao: "..."

No, I actually have one too?
(End of this chapter)