Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 238

"Reaper, where's my reward?"

Wei Wuji sent a message.

"Don't worry, I'm sorting it out."

Reaper replied.

Seeing that the god of death said so, Wei Wuji was relieved.

Just looking at the silver cudgel again, the joy of saving his life was wiped away.

"Wuji, you have recognized the owner of that stick with a drop of blood. If you think about it, the remnant soul in it will not be able to turn the sky, no hindrance, no hindrance!"

The news of Monkey King appeared later.

"Really? Brother Monkey, don't trick me!"

There is only one life, Wei Wuji has to be cautious.

"I heard from the old Jade Emperor that you are about to accumulate a million virtues?"

Sun Wukong asked instead.

"Still a long way to go!"

Wei Wuji replied, and asked, "So what if I have saved enough? Brother Monkey, what good does it do me to be a fairy?"

Hundreds of thousands of virtues do not mean that if you save enough, you will be able to save enough.

"It means that once you die, my old grandson can bring you back to life."

Monkey King is lying on a tall peach tree, hugging a pile of ripe peaches, biting his mouth full of peach juice.

If this is the case, then the kindness really can't be spent indiscriminately, and if one day accidentally loses its braids, it's good to be able to return to this world again.

Even the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill cannot save Xia Yue, precisely because Xia Yue is a mortal and will not return to the management of the heaven that has left the earth.

"The affairs of the demon world are stable for the time being, Wuji, someday you find time to come over, and my old grandson will take you to catch the demon."

Sun Wukong feels that the time is almost ripe, and it is something he has been working hard to do to bring back his former monster-hunting partner.

Otherwise, hundreds of thousands of years later, I would be so bored that I would go crazy.

"When I get better, I'll go and play."

Wei Wuji felt that at least he had to cultivate alchemy, so he asked, "How is Wu Zai in the demon world?"

"Successor to the demon king is extremely powerful."

Monkey King replied with a smile, "However, it's still a black-bone chicken, and it's hard to convince the public, but it will suffer."

If he really went to the demon world, Uncle Wu should take care of him!
Wei Wuji was looking forward to the day when he went to the demon world.

Although Sun Wukong said it was fine, when he saw the silver hoop, he would think of the horror of the silver hoop turning black. Once the remnant soul of the war demon invaded his body, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Zhan Mo, why is this stick called Ruyi Silver Cudgel?"

The silver hoop can obviously change color, Wei Wuji was a little puzzled about the name.

"That's a certain family who intentionally pissed off the monkey grandson. The real name of this stick is Black Hoop Stick."

The remnant soul of Zhan Mo sighed, and explained: "The hoop has two colors, silver and black. The silver is the Buddha, and the black is the demon. It is natural to use the black hoop to kill the enemy. If you use the silver hoop, it will save you People do good."

A stick has so many tricks.

"Silver hoops can't kill people, but if they hit ordinary people, it should be possible, but it's impossible to kill demons and demons, kill immortals and Buddhas."

Recalling the prestige of those years, Zhan Buddha sighed: "Back then, a certain family was swept away with a black cudgel..."

"Stop, stop bragging, it's not like you were beaten out of your wits in the end."

Wei Wuji didn't want to listen to Zhan Mo's bragging, and asked, "Then when can you come out of here?"

"It stands to reason that when a certain family regains consciousness, they can come out, but it's a pity..."

Zhan Mo said with a long sigh, with helplessness and unwillingness in his tone.

It's a pity that the black cudgel has been recognized by Wei Wuji's blood. The current war demon is just a remnant soul after all, unable to break through the seal he set back then.

At that time, War Demon was at the peak of his strength.

It's fine as long as you don't come out.

Wei Wuji held the stick, and concentrated his immortal power on the lettering on the Ruyi silver stick, and the five characters disappeared immediately, and were replaced by "black stick".

Obviously War Demon has always regarded Sun Wukong as his biggest opponent.

Because Sun Wukong used the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, Zhan Mo made a Ruyi Silver Cudgel, the purpose of which was to anger Monkey King.

But the skills are not as good as human beings. The final result is that Monkey King is still aloof and defeated the Buddha, but the war demon is reduced to a wisp of remnant soul, which is sealed in his own weapon and cannot come out.

Thinking of concentrating the immortal power on the hoop again, the silver hoop suddenly turned into a black hoop, and he swung a stick in the air, and a black light rose into the sky.

The branches and leaves of the golden ebony and thunder wood covered in the air were swept by the black light, and they exploded into dust one after another, and were blown away by the valley wind.

The fighting power of the black hoop is super terrifying.

When a small amount of immortal power is injected into the hoop, the released power can be multiplied by tens or hundreds of times.

The fly in the ointment is that the murderous intent of this black hoop is too heavy, if it is used frequently, Wei Wuji is worried that his character will be assimilated.

"Wuji, I see that this stick is very permeable, I'd better throw it away!"

Niu Tingting stood aside and said.

"If you throw it away, what should I do if I encounter an enemy that I can't deal with?"

When he said this, what Wei Wuji thought of was Daken.

Daken specialized in physical training, and he was able to reach that terrifying state.

But in the final analysis, his strength is still not enough. If he had Wei Zhongtian's strength, he would definitely be able to slap Daken to death.

After getting Wei Hong's celestial power, he immediately built the last two Taoist platforms in his alchemy.

Nine Taoist platforms stand in the sea of ​​pills, and each one is perfect.

With a flawless foundation, one has the qualification to refine the perfect golden elixir.

With the Taishang Laojun around, Wei Wuji has enough confidence to refine the perfect golden elixir.

But then I thought about it again, are the nine Taoist platforms really the pinnacle of the foundation building period?
At that time, in the Qi Condensation Period, in the works of the Eight Immortals, there was mention of the tenth level of Qi Condensation, saying that the tenth level of Qi Condensation could be encountered but not sought.

The results of it?
Not only did he reach the tenth level of condensed energy, but he also broke through to the sixteenth level of condensed energy.

It can be seen that the writings of the Eight Immortals are not necessarily true.

In the "Treasure of Immortal Cultivation for Mortals", it is only said that the nine Taoist platforms are the peak of the foundation-building period.

There may be a tenth Taoist platform, but it was not written by the Eight Immortals.

"Wei Wuji, a certain family sees that you are in the foundation building period, do you know the existence of the tenth platform?"

In the black cudgel, Zhan Mo suddenly spoke.

"Is there really a tenth platform?"

Wei Wuji was secretly happy when he heard the words, and said: "Zhanmo, do you know how to build the tenth Taoist platform?"

"It is troublesome for mortals to cultivate immortality."

After Zhan Mo complained, he said: "A certain family sees that your immortal power is not pure, and they think you are using the treasure book written by the Eight Immortals."

"Is there anything wrong?"

Wei Wuji asked.

Thinking about the Eight Immortals, they are high above the ground. For ordinary people, their writings are absolutely textbooks.

"The Eight Immortals are selfish and selfish, and the methods of cultivating immortals written by them can indeed help mortals become immortals."

Zhan Mo had fought fiercely with the Heavenly Court for thousands of years, so he knew the immortals well, and said: "But after becoming a fairy, compared with the Eight Immortals, the strength is only one Zhu Bajie."

Wei Wuji thought of this point during the gas condensation period, but he didn't expect that the speculation at that time was actually true.

"A certain family here has a set of cultivation methods, which will definitely help you quickly become a fairy, and, with your own strength, defeating the Eight Immortals is no problem."

War Demon spoke tempting words and asked, "Do you want to learn?"

"Don't learn."

Niu Tingting felt that Zhan Mo sounded very evil, so she hurriedly said.

"A man can never be kind to a woman, let alone listen to a woman's words."

War Demon resorted to aggressive methods.

"I just listened, what can you do?"

Wei Wuji sneered.

"A dead wood cannot be carved."

Zhan Mo likes to say these words the most.

"However, you can give me the method. Whether you want to learn it or not is up to me."

Wei Wuji didn't want to let go of any chance to make himself stronger.

War Demon stopped talking, and a mass of black light flashed on the hoop, with a little light wrapped in the center of the black light.

Wei Wuji clicked on the treasure chest, put the black awn into it, and planned to study it slowly.

After all, it was given by War Demon, so it can't be directly stuffed into the sea of ​​consciousness, ghosts know what kind of tricks War Demon will play.

Until this moment, God of Death sent a message, and the speed of sorting out the rewards was slower than that of a snail.

(End of this chapter)