Chapter 1349
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1349
2021-11-16
Chapter 1349 I want to challenge"This son of a medical scientist is the one who inherited the school of True Essence!"
The son of a famous family, he couldn't help sighing, he was ashamed of being inferior.
The Hundred Schools School is the birth of Ancient Era, based on various industries.
In that era, civilization developed by leaps and bounds, and various industries were differentiated from basic farming, and the Hundred Schools of Schools was born.
It can be said that the Baijia School came into being and was born with a mission.
At that time, it was the golden age of the Baijia School.
Even now, Baizi's return has led to the revival of various schools, but it has not returned to Peak.
After all, since the end of Ancient Era, the ideas of a hundred schools of thought have spread to the Human World, and the essence of cultivation has been divided among the three schools, and the remaining industry ideas have also been inherited more or less.
Waiting for the revival of the Baijia School, I found myself somewhat 'superfluous'.
To this day, the son of a medical scientist made an impassioned speech on the stage, arousing pride in everyone's hearts.
Hundreds of schools of thought can no longer afford mediocrity, and the current generation of emperors is their return to a glorious era.
Under the sacrificial platform, the atmosphere began to change.
Originally, various schools of thought were afraid of war, and many were tied up.
It's funny to say, a lot of Baizi came, but the one who took the challenge just now was dissatisfied with a slap.
This is today's Baijia School, which no longer has the pride of the past, and has become proficient at plot against and knows how to preserve its strength.
Until the doctor said something and woke them up, if there is no soul, even if the Baijia School is reborn, it will only be a beggar version of Taoism.
"Well said!"
Suddenly, one silhouette jumped onto the altar, "Wumen, the son of my merchant challenges you!"
Fang When Dou heard this name, he took a few more glances. After all, in the previous battle of the orthodox freshman, the business successor was the first of a hundred schools.
The son of the merchant is not so amazing in strength, at best he is middle and upper, and didn't expect to dare to challenge.
"Wumen, I know that you will kill or injure you if you attack!"
"But the doctor is right, my hundred schools of thought have always been Era of the Great Conflict Rise up, like a big fish in the tide, either crossing the dragon gate or drowning in the rapids, there is no third way!"
"Now, you can use the Divine Ability!"
Fang Dou also found that many schools around him started to become different. They seemed to have found a goal and direction and began to radiate new power.
"didn't expect, just rely on the doctor's words to rekindle the faith of hundreds of schools!"
The power of faith is extremely powerful, and it is gradually brewing now .
Wumen didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and grabbed at the void, and there was a rustling sound all over his body.
Looking carefully, there are crystal grains of rice flowing between Wumen's fingers, forming a line in the air.
Everyone has forgotten that in addition to the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague, he also has the inheritance of witchcraft.
Mo Duyu could easily win against ordinary Baizi by using the Heavenly Seal of the Fire Department, and Wumen, who used the Divine Ability of the Plague Department just now on the son of a medical scientist, was nothing but respect for the other party.
The son of the merchant in front of him is not worth his Divine Ability.
"This is..."
Behind the son of the famous family, Yuan Ming was slightly surprised, subconsciously looked towards Fang Dou's direction.
Fang Dou seemed to sense his gaze, turned his head, and smiled.
Yuan Ming hurriedly lowered his head, his inner peng beating wildly, "deep and unmeasurable, deep and unmeasurable!"
He suddenly discovered a big secret. Master is related.
Over the years, there have been many spirit rices circulating in the world, but only the Disciple in Gouqu Mountain knows that the spirit rice in the hands of his Master is unique, far from being comparable to others, and there is even a matching spell.
However, Yuan Ming was somewhat familiar with Wumen's spell.
"Yuan Ming..."
Yuan Ming's mind was confused, and he was suddenly startled by the words of the famous son.
"There are many people here, don't do extra things!"
The son of the original famous family, pay attention to him looking towards Fang Dou, kindly remind him.
"I got it!"
......
On the platform of sacrifice!
The son of the merchant, who uses Absolute Art of the school, is surrounded by various coins, including shell coins, knife coins, cloth coins, leather coins and so on.
A lot of money may be a little mediocre, but not around him, because many coins are antiques with a heavy history.
With the display of the merchant's Divine Ability, countless coins flew like rain, fighting with the spirit rice from Wumen.
Being responsible, coins and spirit rice clashed, and there was a tragic sound of blade and sword collide, ten thousand horses galloping.
It is conceivable how fierce the battle between the two's spell Divine Ability is?
The merchant Divine Ability gradually revealed its peculiarities. With the confrontation between coins and spirit rice, the mana not only did not lose, but instead increased, it seemed that every time the charge confronted, the mana was as the tide rises, the boat floats.
"Good guy, exchange your needs and multiply your wealth!"
This is the concept of merchants. Since the differentiation of industries in ancient times, there have been surplus materials, thus giving birth to the concept of merchants.
Although merchants do not produce any materials, they can increase their wealth through business cycles, which is a magical means.
Applied to the fighting method, the merchant's Divine Ability can create something from nothing, continuously increase the mana, and overwhelm the opponent step by step.
"Wumen, if you don't use the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague, you will be defeated!"
The merchant's son couldn't help but urged.
"Don't worry, let's take a look!"
Wumen was very interested, watching the coins flying in the air.
"Okay, let's see!"
The son of the merchant shouted, "Loan to make profit, create something from nothing!"
From In his body, dozens of times but hundreds of times of mana fluctuations emerged, and the mana was increased to an unbelievable level in an instant.
"Name, is this?"
Yuan Ming's eyes were hot, the opponent had such a powerful technique, and his strength increased tenfold in a short period of time.
"This is a common trick used by merchants. Through mortgage and loan, one penny can make a hundred penny in business."
"If you win, you can make up for one or two. Signed to eternal damnation!"
......
On the platform of sacrifice, the son of the merchant ushered in this wave of outbreaks, and the coins in the sky instantly shined brightly.
In the end, the light converges into a giant object, with an inner circle and an outer square, contrasting with Heaven and Earth.
'Hole Brother Fang'!
This is something that is indispensable to the world, that everyone is indispensable, and that is reviled in the mouth and coveted in the heart.
The word is 'money'.
The two characters are 'green fenugreek'.
The three characters are 'Ghost Pushing Mill'.
The four characters say 'Shangqing boy'.
The son of a merchant, with a hundredfold increase in skill, summon came up with this coin, which is round inside and outside, and has no lettering on both sides.
A copper coin, heavier than Mount Tai.
"Go!"
I saw this copper coin, slowly spinning, moved towards Wumen and crushed it.
Seeing this, Wumen said with a sneer, "Although the money is good, how can you satisfy your hunger when you are hungry, and how can you wear clothes when you are cold?"
"You have a lot of money. , I have two handfuls of white rice!"
"Let's weigh one or two, whether it's your money or my rice!"
tone barely fell , Wumen's palms gathered , a grain of crystal clear rice grains, gathered into two piles in the palm.
"Come on!"
The son of the merchant raised a lot of money, Wumen mastered the spirit rice, and he had to compare the importance of it on the platform of sacrifice.
(end of this chapter)