Chapter 1350
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1350
2021-11-17
Chapter 1350 Are you on?Qian and rice, who is lighter and who is more important?
Both are civilized worlds, and are of great importance. The former is related to the circulation of materials in the world, and everyone exchanges what they have. The latter is an indispensable thing for human survival.
In this ring, Qian and Mi fought an unprecedented weighing.
Everyone in the audience knows that what seems to be a dispute between money and rice is actually a confrontation between the son of the merchant and Wumen.
The money mother summoned by the son of the merchant, with rolling luck, is in the last ages, the rich cultural heritage brought by the circulation of coins.
The spirit rice produced by Wumen is also not to be underestimated.
"Success or failure, here's the thing!"
Everyone is full of expectations, if Wumen uses the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague, the son of the merchant has no chance of winning.
However, Wumen's use of the spirit rice spell at the moment, in the eyes of everyone, still has the power to fight.
Unfortunately, the son of the merchant really has a chance to win.
"How much is the power of a dollar worth?"
Wumen suddenly sighed, "I have moved from the southwest to the wilderness, money and currency are useless, only spirit rice in my hand can Eat your food, and exchange materials with savages for survival!"
"The dynasties have changed, the coins have changed several times, but the rice that is eaten in the mouth is the same forever!"
"You No matter how heavy a coin is, it can be compared to the eternity of one meter?"
tone barely fell, and the spirit rice in Wumen's hand suddenly rose into a mountain of rice.
Mishan fell from the sky, and there was a loud bang on the huge coin in the middle.
The son of the merchant didn't take it seriously at first. The coin was rounded and rotated a little to relieve the weight of Yoneyama.
However, the development of things was beyond his expectations.
Yoneyama hits with one blow, suppressing the coins until they stop in place, unable to move even a little bit.
"It's the winner!"
Fang Dou said leisurely, his heart was full of infinite emotion, the spirit rice spell was created by him back then.
Since then, Fang Dou has not paid much attention to it, but didn't expect Mijiao to study the spell Divine Ability of the spirit rice system to this point.
Wumen's spirit rice Divine Ability has an overwhelming advantage over Qian Mu, the son of a merchant.
Others may not see it, but Fang Dou is Menqing, and when Wumen makes a move, he knows he will win.
As expected, under the heavy pressure of Mishan, Qian Mu's rays of light ten thousand zhang, golden-bright and dazzling are enviable, like countless mountains of gold and silver can only be piled up, but no matter how strong the rays of light are, It is also no match for the heavy pressure of Yoneyama.
spirit rice falls down like a turbulent, like a torrent, burying the coins in it in an instant.
“bang!”
In the end, the entire mountain of rice fell, completely suppressing Mother Qian.
The merchant's son slumped to his knees on the ground. He lost, and the loss was terrible. The opponent had already defeated him before he could use the Divine Ability.
Wumen did not explain that the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague was the strongest, and what he was most proud of was the housekeeping ability of the Mijiao.
In his opinion, the new witchcraft system with spirit rice as the core is the greatest achievement of the famous revival of witchcraft.
As the most outstanding descendant of rice religion, Wumen is also fascinated by spirit rice spell.
Normally, what he regrets most is that he was born too late to see Mi Wu's style.
Mi Wu, the mysterious legend, has been circulating in the Mi religion, and even the entire sect is named after him.
Wumen went out to go out, not only to make a name for the sect, but also to find the trace of Mi Wu.
Unfortunately, the opponents I encountered were not satisfactory.
"That's it!"
Wumen removed Mishan, Qian Mu lost spirituality, scattered into a rain of money, and sparsely fell in front of the merchant's son.
The defeat of the son of the merchant did not cause much disturbance. After all, before he came to power, everyone was not very optimistic about him.
More importantly, the presence of the merchant's son means that the spirit of the Baijia has been restored, and the previous thoughts of preserving strength have almost disappeared now.
It is conceivable that more members of the Hundred Schools will take the stage to challenge.
As expected, the merchant's son just left, and a 'hundred son' came to the stage to challenge.
"This is the son of a fortune teller!"
The son of a famous school did not forget Yuan Ming, who was beside him. Fortune-telling, fortune-telling is the main thing."
"Even, there are many cursed killing methods that refer to fate!"
Yuan Ming was slightly surprised, "It's so powerful!"
"It's amazing, it's amazing, if you can cultivate to Chunyang, you're going to have to say no to whoever is going to die!"
The son of a famous family introduced, and suddenly heard Yuan Ming speak in a low voice, " Mingzi, I want to come on stage to see!"
The air suddenly quieted down.
At this time, on the altar, the son of the numerologist displayed the Life Source Divine Ability, constantly plundering Wumen's luck and fate.
Some people analyzed in a low voice, "Divine Ability, a numerologist, if you cultivate to pure Yang, you can defy the heavens and change the fate, and a beggar can also be changed into an emperor's fate!"
"The son of a numerologist, without a cultivation base, he can only change his life briefly in the ring, weaken his luck, and gain the upper hand in battles!"
"That's true, this battle is also worth seeing. !"
The fighting method of the sacrifice to the rooftop gradually became more exciting, but the son of the famous family didn't care to watch it.
"Yuan Ming, you have to think about it!"
The son of the famous family comforted, "Fang Sword Immortal asked you to follow us, and you definitely don't want to see anything wrong with you!"
Some things, he didn't explain, Yuan Ming has not been promoted to Sword Immortal, how can he have the confidence to come to power?
On the sacrificial platform, there was a change of people like a revolving lantern, and no one was lower than the Daoist Realm world. Among them, there were many powerhouses at the Chaoyuan level. After defeat, they were either dead or disabled.
Although Yuan Ming is a Sword Immortal Disciple, he won't be honored if he gets into the ring.
If something really happened, the son of the famous family was worried about how to explain to Fang Dou.
"Yeah, Yuan Ming, you don't be impatient, wait for promotion to Sword Immortal, there is a chance!"
The son of Yin Yang Family also participated in the persuasion.
Yuan Ming heard this, he was already thinking about it, and before he opened his mouth, he had already planned to gamble.
Others see Wumen as too strong to defeat, but Yuan Ming sees a glimmer of survival as a chance to win.
"Name, I've already thought about it. The idea just now was not impulsive!"
Yuan Ming said calmly, "frankly, before coming out, the Master gave me The right to make your own decision."
"Because the Master once said that the flowers in the greenhouse can't stand the rain and wind!"
"Please give me a chance!"
Yuan Ming didn't go his own way. After all, he was following the son of a famous family, under the protection of the other party. Such a big decision also requires the consent of the other party.
The son of the famous looked at him, feeling ashamed of being inferior, Fang Sword Immortal brilliant!
Yuan Ming, as a candidate for Heavenly Emperor, has been kept by his side for too long, and it is easy to have a rift.
From this matter, it can be seen that Yuan Ming is very assertive and does not listen to opinions easily.
In the view of the son of a famous family, this is the qualified mentality of the emperor, which further proves that Yuan Ming's identity is true.
"I figured it out!"
The son of the famous family figured it out and asked Yuan Ming solemnly.
"Yes, think about it!"
"You go to the next game!"
(end of this chapter)