I Can Redeem the Merit Template

In front of Wang Yuan, the surroundings suddenly seemed to be in chaos.

In an instant, he felt as if he had returned to the chaos in the distance. He was drawn by a spiritual light and turned into a gigantic figure, constantly pulling the chaos. There was no time around, and there was no difference between up and down.

Like a seed, gradually it turned into a purple star.

The purple stars are gradually conceived, and at some point, the surrounding universe changes and is innately nurtured.

Gradually, a big star matured from the chaos, broke away, illuminated the void, filled with purple light, and was the most noble.

This is the gestation process of Ziwei Star!

Wang Yuan suddenly woke up from the purple star, Wang Yuan found that he was born with Ziwei Yuanshen, and at some point his connection with Ziwei star almost rose to an unimaginable level.

It's as if his own primordial spirit is the star soul conceived in Ziwei Star!

Life is one!

Life is not only the primordial spirit, but also the natal star palace, which is integrated into one.

"There is such a thing..."

At this time, Wang Yuan woke up from the change. The spirit around him was crystal clear and light like never before. When he opened his eyes, he felt that his feeling for Ziweixing was clearer than ever before.

During the thought, you can mobilize the original power of Ziweixing to protect yourself.

This change is very important to Wang Yuan, unlike ordinary monks with Wenqu Xingming.

Even if he managed to refine the star's life and become the star king, he was just one of the evil stars, not the master star king, occupying the middle palace.

This is a great gift!

Many gods around felt the layers of auspicious purple clouds rising from Mount Lanke, and glanced at Wang Yuan.

In the eyes of all the immortals and gods, the purple energy behind Wang Yuan condensed, like the innate Ziwei Xingjun in his childhood, possessing an unprecedented majesty and luxury.

Moreover, the natal life has also completed a kind of baptism, with a layer of luxurious purple air all over the body, and a steady stream of congenital great luck gathered on the top of the head.

This is the weather that truly belongs to the innate star god!

That's a big deal!

This is also the opportunity for Ziwei Xingjun, with the help of this chessboard, to obtain the inheritance of Ziwei Xinghun.

The boy cast a cold look at Lushen Xingjun, and said with a sneer: "You are kind enough to give him all the things you won from me. Aren't you afraid of losing this chessboard completely?"

The boy was very unhappy and a little puzzled!

"It's just Daoist Ziwei's own chance. If he didn't have such a fate with Ziwei Xing, the poor Taoist would not be able to force it!"

Lord Lushen Xing looked at his hand, the movement of the chess in his hand was unhurried!

Hearing this, the boy snorted coldly, staring at Wang Yuan with some unkindness in his eyes, a trace of coldness flashed away in his eyes.

In that chill, Wang Yuan felt his Ziwei star life shake.

There is also a faint trace of nameless anger coming from the depths of Ziwei Star, like a king who has been provoked by his subordinates!

"That's also an innate star god..."

Wang Yuan's eyes are somewhat clear!

The relationship between these innate star gods seems a bit complicated...

It was only later that Wang Yuan realized that his whole body was not looking good now, the Yuanlu Palace Lantern in his hand was now dimmed, and it looked like it had been greatly worn out.

"It's reached the limit, I can't watch anymore...!"

Such a realization flashed across Wang Yuan's mind at this time, and then he felt a sudden dizziness, so he didn't faint.

The rain talisman appeared in his hand, attracting the water of rain to moisten the Taoist body, which made Wang Yuan feel a little more relaxed!

Although the innate Ziwei Yuanshen obtained a part of the inheritance of Ziwei's star soul, but when his own Yuanshen was put into the chess game, he did feel a huge exhaustion, much like sleeping!

Wang Yuan knew that if he continued to stay here, although he might get another chance, it is not impossible for the veteran to be seriously injured like the previous one!

After thinking for a while, holding the Yuanlu palace lantern, Wang Yuan turned around and left quietly.

"Um?"

Seeing that Wang Yuan turned around and left without hesitation, the several gods who had been watching from the side frowned, glanced at Wang Yuan's figure with a hint of surprise, and a hint of admiration in their eyes!

Mr. Shou Xing, who was leaning on a peach stick, also showed surprise, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"The old man wants to be a good man again!" The sika deer opened his eyes at this time, looking at Shou Xingjun's expression, there was some disdain in the deer's eyes!

...

Ronke Mountain

The white mist billowed, and Wang Yuanzhou was wearing a purple-gold robe. It was a set of divine robes transformed by the innate Ziwei divine light, and it was also a symbol of Ziwei's authority.

With a handle of Ziwei Jade Ruyi in his hand, at this time Ziwei Jade Ruyi puts on the star bead, the innate Ziwei starlight flows, the purple is hazy, and it is extremely luxurious.

At this time, it was directly promoted from the second rank of the golden seal to the third rank of the golden seal.

It can be expected that the chessboard in Lanke Mountain is a treasure with great background.

But Wang Yuan doesn't covet it, there are so many treasures in the world, there is no need to worry about each one, he has a merit template, which is enough to compare with other treasures.

In the quiet mountain mist, Wang Yuan breathed out Ziwei's starlight, and gradually recovered his exhausted innate Ziwei Yuanshen.

...

At this time, Wang Yuan saw the Tsing Yi Tong'er who had led the way coming from behind him chasing a big white crane, Wang Yuan immediately called the Tong'er to stop.

"Stay, boy!"

"Xingjun, what are your orders!"

The boy was very well-behaved, upon hearing Wang Yuan's words, he immediately stopped chasing the white crane, turned into a streamer, flew past the blue stone and clear water, and landed in front of Wang Yuan.

"Tong'er, I want to ask you, how long have you been watching chess for me?"

Wang Yuan stared, thinking about the story of watching bad chess, Wang Yuan looked serious, he didn't want to have hundreds of years before he finished watching a game of chess.

He hasn't figured out the proportion of time flow in the Catacombs and the outside world. If hundreds of years have passed outside, then there is nothing wrong with him...

But Wang Yuan guessed that it shouldn't be so long.

When he stepped into the chess game before, he set a secret spell in his body. Once a certain period of time is reached, his body will suffer a certain amount of damage, and he will be awakened forcibly.

Tong'er in Tsing Yi said with a crisp smile: "Soon, Mr. Xing only watched it for more than twenty days!"

"Twenty days..."

Wang Yuan's expression was slightly startled, and his heart lightened, but he was still a little worried.

I don't know how long it has been in reality. He has come to this strange land in the Catacombs several times before, and for various reasons, he can't compare with himself in the future.

It can't be said that more than 20 days have passed in reality. If so, I'm afraid the outside world is already in chaos!

But it has been so long, what should be messed up has been messed up.

Not in a hurry.

Wang Yuan thought for a while and asked again.

"So who is the co-owner of the human race today??"

Tong'er in Tsing Yi glanced at Wang Yuan strangely and said, "Mr. Xing, the current co-lord is naturally Emperor Shun!"

"Emperor Yao passed away a few years ago, Emperor Shun succeeded to the throne, and now Dayu, the son of Zhengming Gun, is controlling the waters by the banks of the Yellow River!"

"Dayu controlled the flood?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuan's eyes were shocked!

"So Gun has failed to control the water!"

Tsing Yi Tong'er nodded and said: "Some time ago, Gun stole the most precious Xi Soil from Zhoushan Mountain to control the floods in the land, but the power of Xi Soil could not make the flood recede, but made the flood accumulate more and more!

This action offended the Emperor of Heaven, who ordered the god of fire Zhu Rong to execute Gun on Mount Yu. The news was known to everyone, and it was heard that Yu was born from Gun's head and inherited Gun's divine power by nature. Volunteering to volunteer for water control on the banks of the Yellow River! "

"..."

Wang Yuan's expression was slightly shaken, and he waved his hand randomly to let Daotong leave.

He now faces a choice, whether to stay here.

Now is a good opportunity to participate in Dayu's water control!

As the Great Dragon God of the Yellow River Siyu, although Wang Yuan didn't mainly want to keep this god position, he should really go and have a look.

...

The Yellow River is not on the side of Lanke Mountain, it is quite far away from Lanke Mountain. Wang Yuan used the authority of the Yellow River Rain Dragon God to find the location of the Yellow River.

A flash of light flashed, Wang Yuan stopped in the void, and suddenly looked forward in shock.

In the void, thunder surged, violent wind and rain intertwined between the sky and the earth, the clouds were heavy, and monster aura and divine light were intertwined in the dark clouds, as well as the sound of fighting.

The divine power is raging like the sky is falling apart!

But below, on both sides of the Yellow River, the rain is still vast, majestic and vast.

Countless torrents rolled, and the torrents on both sides were wanton.

But this wanton torrent is gradually being restrained by the five-color divine light descending from the sky, and one can also see the divine peaks supporting the sky and the earth, moved and divided by giant gods, forming traces of tributary streams.

It was a group of familiar Hercules, and the giant spirits!

Below these Hercules and giant spirit gods, there are countless black monsters attacking, like ants shaking an elephant. If there are too many ants, giant spirit gods will fall down and become the food of these ant-like water monsters!

Blood energy flows into the Yellow River, resentment is rampant!

Every giant spirit god wailed and fell down like thunder!

"The flood is over, and China is divided..."

Wang Yuan looked at this scene with a shocked expression, it seemed that the power of the vast flood was being stopped.

However, it still depends on the battle of the demon gods to decide whether the flood can be stopped!

...

Misty rain!

At the same time, Wang Yuan remotely sensed the power of the source of the Yellow River.

At this time, deep in the source of the Yellow River, there is already another Hebo of the Yellow River!

The Uncle of the Yellow River was strangling with the water demon in the Yellow River, and he was leading the heavenly soldiers and generals to stop the Yellow River water demon from making trouble.

That is a human-like Yellow River Hebo, he is very lucky, he holds the demon-slaying sword in his hand, he is quite heroic, and his divine light resists, with his own strength, he fends off several extremely fierce Yellow River water monsters!

Wang Yuan looked a little pensive at this time, is this a world that is in the same line as Li Yuyuelongmen?

Wang Yuan looked a little puzzled!

Or, these are two completely unrelated illusory worlds!

Wang Yuan had to think about it now, if the heaven and the earth were in the same line, could it be considered that the heavenly court thought that he, the Great Dragon God of Rain of the Yellow River, had died in his post, so he appointed a new one?

Wang Yuan felt that it was not difficult to verify his guess.

He knew several strong men of the Hercules clan.

As long as goodbye, if these people still know him, it must be a fantasy world on the timeline.

...

"Whether it's true or not, first help Long Bo of the Yellow River control the water!"

After thinking about it, Wang Yuan still made a decision soon.

Rumble!

In the violent storm, the Ziwei star above the head suddenly brightened at this moment!

The divine light filled the air, and Wang Yuan manifested the body of the innate Ziwei star god, and purple clouds flew around his body, transforming into streams of purple energy, sinking into the ancient Yellow River road, like the sound of the avenue.

The purple gas turned into countless runes of rescue and detachment, covering stretches of river.

The floods in the Yellow River already had the power of Dayu Hua to cultivate the soil to stop the floods, and the water monsters in the water were also attacked by immortal gods to kill them.

Wang Yuan simply went back to his old business, using his own magic power to cross the evil spirits in the Yellow River.

These unjust souls are coerced by some water demons to erode the source of the Yellow River and prevent the gods from controlling the water. They are nothing but cannon fodder.

At this time in the distance, the gods under Dayu's rule had already been inextricably fighting with monsters everywhere, and they didn't care about the innocent souls sinking in the Yellow River. Many of them were directly involved in the battle and disappeared!

"...the sun and the moon in the sky, the stars and constellations, the jade balance stops, the wind is silent, the mountains and seas hide clouds, the sky is clear, and the four airs are clear..."

Wang Yuan silently recited the Spiritual Treasure Crossing People Sutra, and the power of the crossing talisman was catalyzed to the extreme by him. A large swath of innate purple light swept past, and he saw golden-light-filled figures detached from the depths of the Yellow River. The above injustices are washed away, and the ghosts lightly sink into reincarnation.

And this scene was quickly discovered by a ferocious demon king in the Yellow River. It was a demon king with countless pustules all over his body, black clouds flowing, and several extremely black demon banners behind him.

"I want to take this opportunity to transform ghosts, alright, ancestor, I will help you, let's see how much you can transform!"

With a sharp whistle, several demon flags behind it vibrated, and streaks of black light flew out from the depths of the Yellow River, sweeping towards Wang Yuan.

On the opposite side of the demon king, there was another divine general with his feet on auspicious clouds and strong divine power flowing around him. Seeing this, the divine general's complexion changed, and he reminded loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful, that's the Xuanyin Demon Puppet!"

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist, it's nothing more than a trick!"

With a point in Wang Yuan's hand, the pure sun and golden light shone on the palm, and it instantly evolved into a huge universe and gossip formation.

With a wave of the sleeve, the pure yang energy is mighty, the golden gossip circulates continuously, one after another dark magic light approaches, and is immediately purified by the pure yang golden light, and the ghosts of Xuanyin who have lost their magic energy are exposed in the Qiankun gossip array. All the purple-gold talisman walls hanging high were completely purified.

"Fuxi gossip?"

The deity looked at the golden gossip with soaring golden light, and his expression was greatly surprised.

Xiantian gossip is inherited from Emperor Fuxi, and there are not many people in the world who have the essence of Xiantian gossip!

This deity could tell that the star god on the opposite side had comprehended Fuxi's gossip to perfection. The eight-strand divine power leveraged the pure yang and righteousness of the world, completely restraining the Xuanyin puppet, and the golden toad demon king in front of him screamed in anger.

This divine general also took advantage of the opportunity to fly out a burst of intense divine fire from his hand, and the orange flames formed wonderful divine flames in the void, entangled the Golden Toad Demon King tightly.

"Nanming Lihuo!"

Wang Yuan also took a look at the general. The method that the general used was clearly the Phoenix Clan's Divine Fire, which seemed to have a lot to do with the Phoenix Clan.

Wang Yuan's thoughts flashed, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, concentrating on dealing with the mysterious Yin demon puppets that continuously emerged from the depths of the Yellow River.

He is indeed no stranger to this kind of puppet magic soldier.

There is a method of refining in the "Five-Colored Gu Sutra", and besides that, I have personally seen it from the hands of Wuji Tianzun.

Although the refining method of the Demon King in front of him is slightly different from that of the Promise Demon Venerable, but when dealing with it, the difference is almost the same.

The streams of pure yang golden light, under his control, pierced the brows of the Xuanyin Demon Puppet skillfully, which was the weakness of the Xuanyin Demon Puppet.

They are extremely afraid of the pure sun light!

Then use the pure sun golden light to pierce the eyebrow soul platform, and soon be able to dispel the devil energy in the body.

And it doesn't hurt the soul at all!

...

Wang Yuan could feel the mysterious yellow light falling from the deep void at this moment, illuminating the Lingtai.

This merit is very considerable!

Constantly transforming, constantly sending into reincarnation!

It's just that even if he is the body of the innate Ziwei star god, he can continuously absorb the Ziwei starlight from the Ziwei star in the sky above his head to replenish his mana. After such a tireless transition, he still feels the innate Ziwei primordial spirit and the tiredness of the Taoist body.

This kind of transmutation technique is very traumatic!

At this time, Wang Yuan has already noticed that the human-crossing talisman in his body is constantly ferrying the souls of the Yellow River, absorbing the good thoughts of these souls before their reincarnation, and has been promoted to the real talisman, and the magic has grown.

But still not enough!

Wang Yuan looked at these dark and yellow lights, and looked into the depths of the Yellow River, where there was still darkness, and what he saved was only a drop in the bucket.

After thinking for a while, Wang Yuan took out this huge mass of merit from the depths of his soul.

"After all, you obtained the divine power of the Great Dragon God Siyu from the Yellow River. These mysterious and yellow lights are considered as a ray of life that the god bestows on you, and it is regarded as compensation!"

Looking at the huge cloud of merit in front of him, Wang Yuan grinned a little, this is a huge sum of money.

There are really not many opportunities to earn such huge sums of money!

However, seeing so many innocent souls of the Yellow River reduced to cannon fodder in the battle of the gods and being driven to become pawns to prevent Dayu from controlling the water, Wang Yuan really couldn't bear it. Look, with a wave of the big sleeve, this cloud of merit rises to the sky and turns into a rain of merit, sweeping across the bank of the Yellow River!

As Ziwei Xingjun, the ostentation should not be too low, and he must be more or less arrogant!

This chapter has a lot of words, almost 5,000, I will fill it up, there will be a big chapter tonight