I became a saint in the game

Chapter 153 Relics

"Stop, don't kill me. You can't kill me!"

The monk looked at Chen Shicheng with some horror and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Chen Shicheng looked at his distorted face and was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he had underestimated the monk's strength.

According to his expectations, when the sword energy in the opponent's body is activated, it will break out of the body immediately and turn it into a pile of rotten meat.

But in fact, the monk's golden body is not a vegetarian. Although it is about to explode like a kidney that has been holding urine for three days, it can barely rely on the golden body to support itself for a moment.

"Not killing you? Do you think that's possible?" In order to ease the embarrassment, Chen Shicheng continued to use his sword energy to see what reason this naive monk could come up with for not killing him.

"I know what you players want. All my assets are in Dayun Temple. You won't get anything if you kill me now. Why don't you send me back as a hostage? I guarantee you can get several times, no, dozens of times the reward."

"Da Huan Dan! Yes, Da Huan Dan!" the monk said hurriedly, "Below the Purple Mansion Realm, one pill of Da Huan Dan can raise one level. You can exchange it with me."

"Don't talk to me about upgrading. I'm very depressed now."

Looking at the experience value of level 15 (233/100) on the panel, Chen Shicheng sighed. Almost all the magical powers of Buddhism have a certain effect of salvation. Although he can resist it, he is still affected to a certain extent.

If the swastika character had not posed such a huge threat of death to him when it fell, he might not have even remembered that he still had merit balance on his panel.

"Besides, I don't like leaving any troubles behind. If you have said your last words, then go ahead."

Chen Shicheng shook his head and began to use all his strength to draw out the sword energy in the monk's body.

Suddenly, the monk's face turned golden red and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Wait a minute. My master is Master Jianzhen, the elder of the Arhat Hall of Dayun Temple." The monk squeezed out a few words intermittently from between his teeth.

"I'm coming!"

Chen Shicheng looked with interest at the monk who could no longer hold on and whose knees had bent.

What a classic plot in a novel about cultivating immortals. When he couldn't defeat the enemy, he started to bring in his master and elders. The subsequent plot was probably that after beating the younger one, the older one would come next, and in the end he would wipe out the entire Dayun Temple.

But unfortunately, although he set foot on the land of another world, he was not a lone traveler. He had the support of the Logistics Department of the Culture and Tourism Bureau and the people from the Iron and Blood Great Wall.

If you want to destroy Dayun Temple that is causing trouble in the country, you don’t have to do it yourself!

Seeing that bumps were beginning to appear on the monk's skin, Chen Shicheng stepped forward and placed his hand on the top of the monk's head.

The next moment, the monk's terrified expression froze on his face. Countless red lines appeared on his body surface. Dense sword energy broke through his body like thousands of knives. His golden body dissipated and turned back into a mortal body. Then, like a collapsed building block, it turned into a pile of minced meat in front of Chen Shicheng.

[Kill Lv.27 Huikong, double the experience for killing a higher level, gain 48 experience points, gain 6 gold, and gain 1 relic. ]

This monk named Huikong really did not lie. The only things that exploded were a relic and a few taels of gold.

Chen Shicheng took out his two-handed giant sword and turned over the minced meat on the ground in disbelief, but he didn't even find a storage bag. In other words, after killing the strongest enemy since entering the game, he got very little in return!

"Bah, poor bastard!" Chen Shicheng sat down on the ground and began to recover his strength and energy.

The battle did not last long, but it consumed a lot of physical strength, not to mention the crazy consumption of true energy under the suppression of the Six-Character Mantra. Even though he had cast the Sweet Rain twice on himself before, it only recovered most of his injuries, and the meridians in his body were still riddled with holes.

If it weren't for the Immortal-Slaying Formation, which could use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to condense sword energy, it would be hard to say who would live and who would die in this battle.

He meditated on the spot for more than ten minutes, fully restoring his true energy, and then gave himself two more shots of sweet rain. His meridians, which had been burning like fire, finally returned to normal. Then Chen Shicheng scratched his head as he looked at the broken pieces of meat on the ground.

“It should be impossible to refine it into a Yellow Turban Warrior in this state, right?” He took out the bean seed relic and tentatively placed it on the pile of minced meat.

[The corpse is severely damaged, please replace it with a complete corpse for refining. ]

As expected.

But there was nothing he could do about it. He was already exhausted, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth had been completely drained away by the Immortal-Slaying Formation. Only a little bit had recovered until now.

Moreover, even if this amount of spiritual energy was condensed into sword energy, it would probably not be able to cut through the monk's golden body. It could only be solved by sword energy from the inside out.

Shaking his head and putting aside the regret of wasting a corpse, Chen Shicheng took out the relic that had just exploded and examined it.

Different from the stone-like relics in the museum, Huikong's relics are the size of a thumb, crystal clear and emitting a faint Buddha light. Just holding them in the hand makes people feel as if they are bathed in spring breeze and have a clear mind.

[Relics: Condensed after the death of a monk with a high level of cultivation. Wearing it can speed up the recovery of true essence, increase a certain degree of understanding, and speed up the comprehension of skills.]

"nice one!"

If Chen Shicheng had not been concerned that the relics were stones formed after cremation, he would have almost kissed them.

The speed of restoring true energy was just ancillary functions. What mattered to him most was the ability to increase his comprehension and speed up the comprehension of skills.

Compared to other players, this ability is just the icing on the cake. Although precious, it is not yet at the level of a treasure.

But for him, this thing can save a lot of merit, and as time goes by, the more merit it saves, the higher its value to him will be. It is a treasure that can generate long-term sustainable income!

Putting the relic close to his body and feeling his mind becoming clearer, Chen Shicheng turned his eyes to the panel.

After killing this level 27 Purple Mansion Realm monk, his experience value has reached level 15 (281/100).

Although the intelligence said that the great god of Iron Blood Great Wall was in a stalemate with the people of the Silent Council, as long as support was in place, the crisis of the game invading reality could be resolved.

But there were indigenous cultivators of the Purple Mansion Realm appearing before him, so it was hard not to suspect that that might also be a trap, waiting for these reinforcements to arrive and then capture them all in one fell swoop.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, it is better to upgrade the level. After all, the monk was killed because the other party underestimated him and did not know his own background.

But even so, he managed to escape death with bruises all over his body. If it happened again, he really couldn't be sure that he could escape.

Moreover, Gray Master Si will have to wait 24 hours to be resurrected. Without half of its attributes, he can only recover them at a higher level.

(End of this chapter)