I’m Just Too Strong

2021-07-27

Chapter 112 Returns
Bai Donglin stops the self-destruction in the body, and the state returns to full between breaths , sit cross-legged in Yuta's main hall, slowly sighed in relief.

The trip to the ancient world has finally come to an end. In the past two or three years, he was either killing or being killed, but he was exhausted!
But thinking about the huge gains from this trip and the skyrocketing strength, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Although Saint Sect is comfortable and stable, there is no such great progress, but the countless resources in the pole bracelet and death omens are enough for him to cultivate with peace of mind in Saint Sect for a long time.

Bai Donglin restrained the smile in his eyes, his diving sense poured out, the rays of light in the hall no longer flickered, and all the cultivators who survived had been brought back.

10,000 dísciples now only have more than 2,000 people left. He sensed a few familiar auras in the crowd. It was Shen Wuque and Su Qishengqing. The dísciple that survived was exhausted. Unbearable, the breath has become more powerful and condensed, the edge is restrained, and the temperament is also mature. It seems that everyone's cultivation realm has improved a lot.

Suffering is a shortcut to progress.

In addition to the dísciple that survived, there is also a large group of unmaintained pole bracelets suspended in the air of the hall. The background of this bracelet is quite extraordinary. The dísciple is far from consistent.

Bai Donglin looked a little embarrassed, most of the Saint Sect cultivator died at the hands of black robed man, and he almost killed the black robed man, and he naturally earned the spoils of black robed man In the bag, those bracelets have already been integrated into his own pole bracelets.

With a thought, the scarlet bracelet on the wrist slowly blends into the soul, keeping a low profile and making a fortune is the kingly way!

"Brother Bai."

"hahaha, Brother Bai, what a coincidence, you're not dead either, didn't expect me either!"

Bai Donglin smiled and shook the head, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you how many times I've died, Shengqing still looks enthusiastic, God is still so stinky, the two sat opposite Bai Donglin, and began to have Chatted without a word.

This time I have been in Yuta for a long time, and other dísciples don't know why, but Bai Donglin knows in his heart that at this time, the outside world is probably going to be fighting a battle of destroying heaven and extinguishing earth!

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and finally there was a change in the main hall of Yuta. A burst of rays of light flickered. Bai Donglin and the others were released from Yuta and appeared in a large hall.

Bai Donglin looked all around, this familiar atmosphere was exactly where they left Saint Sect and finally came back, everyone felt relaxed and had a feeling of having avoided a catastrophe.

Yuta Tower Master and Palace Lord of Universe Palace stood on the stand, and behind them stood the four Peak Masters of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire, all looking at everyone with complicated eyes.

What happened in the ancient world, as well as Moruo's plan, has spread throughout the entire Qianyuan world, and countless forces were in an uproar, and even alarmed Old Ancestor.

Old Ancestor even passed down a decree, and for a while, the head of Qianyuan Realm was rolling, and all those who participated in the Moro plan were beheaded. people!
It has been tens of millions of years since Emperor Mingyu released the news of 'Cang', and Moruo's plan was implemented 20 million years ago. Everything is very secret, except that the casualties of dísciple are bigger than before. Other than that, they didn't find anything abnormal.

The time span is really too big. The two worlds only meet once every tens of thousands of years. Time has become the best cover for Moro's plan!
Humph! The guy Mingyu Emperor is not a good thing, everything is pushed by him secretly, and Moruo is just his pawn.

Thinking of the way the above has dealt with Emperor Mingyu and the ancient world, the cold and severe in Tongxiao's eyes became a little more intense, he suppressed the depression in his heart, and slowly opened his mouth to everyone in the hall. Said:
"Thank you for your hard work this time."

"Saint Sect will not ignore your efforts. As for the dísciple that died in vain, Saint Sect will also help them get justice!"

"After a few days, the compensation of Saint Sect will be distributed to you through the pole bracelet."

"Everyone, go back and rest!"

Numerous dísciples offered to help Salute, communicate the bracelet at the same time, draw the door of light, and return to his residence.

The four Peak Masters, Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire who had a round of soy sauce, also said goodbye to the two and left. They stepped out with the Temple Lord in the same night and returned to the depths of Saint Sect. in a secluded small courtyard.

The two of them sat cross-legged, poured two cups of spirit tea on the small table in front of them, took a sip of the tea cups and asked,
"Senior Brother, then? What is the origin of Mingyu? Why can you invite that adult to come forward?"

"hmph! Compared with Mora, Junior Brother thinks this person should be killed! Everything is because of him. !"

"Junior Brother be careful."

Meng Yan, the Palace Lord of the Palace of Heaven, gently put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes were deep, and there was a faint passage of time.

"That one is not something we can talk about."

"That adult has made great contributions to my clan and the others, and has given 100 million military exploits to protect Mingyu, even Old Ancestor has to give him some face!"

Tongxiao did not speak with a sullen face. When he first joined Saint Sect, he also participated in the exploration of the ancient world. Many of the same friends who entered together died in ancient times within the realm.

If it was a normal fall, it would be fine, and I can only blame myself for my lack of strength, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother understands all these things, but Junior Brother is unhappy, and knows that Senior Brother, you are even more unhappy, right?"

Meng Yan holding a teacup His hand was slightly stagnant, Tongxiao was right, he was unhappy, he cherished every Saint Sect dísciple, but they personally sent batches of dísciples into the conspiracy of death.

"Junior Brother, there will be opportunities in the future."

"Unfortunately, the Temple of the Universe belongs to Saint Sect after all, we cannot use it without authorization, otherwise Immortal Artifact The power of the power, where do you need to look forward and backward!"

Meng Yan glanced at Tongxiao, stopped talking, and sipped the spirit tea in the cup silently, and his thoughts were scattered.

……

Taishang Valley, Purple Bamboo Residence.

A door of light slowly emerged, and Bai Donglin stepped out, looking at the familiar small courtyard, untainted by even a speck of dust after so long, these houses are engraved with Formation and have automatic Small function to avoid dust and clean.

Lying on his hand-made purple bamboo reclining chair, shaking the chair gently, the actions in the ancient world flashed through his mind quickly, did Bai Donglin review his various actions? The shortcomings are whether the killing is clean and neat, and whether the treasure is clean.

These are valuable experiences. Only by digesting them well, reflecting on them, and doing such expeditions next time, will you do better!
After a while, Bai Donglin finished thinking, and his heart was at peace. In the safe Saint Sect, the warm and familiar small courtyard, he was so relaxed that he fell asleep in a daze. He also hadn't slept for two or three years. Feel it.

The next day.

The refreshed Bai Donglin stretched and stood up. It was really cool to lie on the corpse. The lazy color in his eyes slowly subsided. The corpse can wait until he is invincible and then lie down slowly. Years are no problem, and now it is still important that the cultivation becomes stronger.

The silhouette moved and returned to the bedroom in an instant, waved the Formation, and the cultivation was not in a hurry, just open those "blind boxes" and then talk about it!
Bai Donglin rubbed his hands, his expression gradually became excited, this was his favorite part.

At the end of his trip to the ancient world, he took all the black robed man in one wave, and harvested more than half a million treasures!

At the time, the situation was critical, he had been on his way to Central State, and he had no chance to organize these resources after that.

More than 500,000 "blind boxes", when will they be opened?

As soon as the thought moved, some of the storage magic treasures piled up in the dead omens were taken out. The huge dive sense poured into hundreds of storage magic treasures at the same time, and each item was taken out. The huge bracelet space is sorted and put away.

Bai Donglin is slightly obsessive.

He just has to sort these things into different categories, and doing so will give him an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

Time flies, and the bracelet space slowly fills up as piles of storage magic are emptied.

Bai Donglin's smile is gradually changing!
(End of this chapter)