Virtue is Abundant

Wu Xiaode's heart hangs in the air.

Such things as live broadcasting may not necessarily be popular.

I took advantage of the world of death. Everyone wanted to see the world after death, so I got the first pot of gold.

The things I sell now come from the collection of bone dragons.

Although the bone dragon is powerful and has many names, Wu Xiaode has no idea what its status is in the kingdom of death.

Perhaps its collection is precious—

But what I am facing here are masters from the heavens and the world!

How much are these things worth in their eyes?

There was no barrage on the wall of the holy line for the time being, and there was a brief silence.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Wu Xiaode swallowed nervously.

If the goods don't sell--

In fact, it was also a blow to the popularity I had just gathered.

How to - wait!

He looked towards the wall of the Holy Walk, and saw a barrage quietly appearing from the edge of the curtain wall:

"Human king's remains? It's really strange. I've never heard of such a treasure."

This barrage fluttered slowly.

Immediately afterwards, another barrage chased up from behind:

"Nonsense, this is only something in the world of the dead, you can't find it in the world of the living."

The third barrage appears:

"The Human King was between life and death, and when there was really no other way, he was dismissed and reincarnated. His mummy was well preserved—in fact, it is impossible in the human world."

The fourth barrage pops up:

"That's right, only the law of death can keep everything silent and sleepy for a long time."

The fifth barrage:

"This is a treasure from the world of death, extremely precious!"

The barrage popped up densely:

"Things with the attribute of death!"

"Even if you understand the law of death above, you can make a lot of money!"

"Come on!"

"Good stuff, I want it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, get out of the way, Xiao Wu, 1 million soul power, I'll take this."

"1 million? Are you thinking about farts, I'll offer 1.1 million!"

"You people, don't you have the slightest demeanor of a master, the uncle paid 2 million today!"

"2.3 million!"

"2.7 million!"

"Just because you want to get the treasures of the world of death? My side is 3 million!"

"3.5 million!"

"Xiao Wu ignore them, I have prepared 4 million, we will trade directly."

Wu Xiaode looked at the dense barrage, and felt that the tense muscles all over his body gradually relaxed, and his heart finally fell to the ground.

correct.

This is not a live broadcast, but a live broadcast with goods. How much will the platform charge?

As if knowing what he was thinking, a line of small ice crystal characters quickly appeared:

"It's also 70%."

Seventy percent?

Why don't you grab it?

Wu Xiaode was furious, and was about to refute, but saw another line of small ice crystal characters appear:

"The Book of the Undead is the death talent that you inspire while you are alive, and it is extremely rare."

"Although you have a teleportation treasure like 'Desmarkt's Love Letter Storage Box', letting it leave the world of death with things still requires the Book of the Dead to consume a huge amount of soul power."

"Completing a teleportation between life and death is extremely difficult."

"The Sunnah Wall will be closed for a full twenty-four hours."

"After a whole day of rest, the Sunnah Wall can be activated and used again."

Wu Xiaode was dumbfounded.

It's so difficult?

I think it is very easy to enter the world of death, and I also made friends with the skeleton, and participated in the trial of the kingdom of death——

But in fact, all this is extremely difficult to happen?

The daedric gods are all chasing a soul that has awakened the power of death.

Now that a treasure from the world of death is taken out, it will be looted by the beings of the heavens and the world.

I was ignorant and ignorant, pretended to be a dead person, and leveled up on the trial ground.

living.

Level up in the realm of the dead.

Maybe... this is really impossible.

So I underestimated the seriousness, importance, and rarity of the whole thing?

Just as he was thinking, he saw a line of flashing small characters appearing in the center of the screen:

"10 million soul power bought you the mummy of the human king, Xiao Wu, what do you think?"

The speaker in this line of fine print is "a fellow of the same path".

——Brother Cargo!

As soon as this line came out, the other bullet screens disappeared temporarily.

Not only that, a line of small words suddenly popped up in the live recording column:

"You have gained 10000000 soul power."

"From 'Fellow Men'."

Ten million soul power...they called me without further ado!

This is ten million!

The platform is divided into 70%, and the remaining 30% is also 3 million.

3000000!

"make a deal."

Wu Xiaode heard himself saying in a hoarse voice.

Christina couldn't see the Book of the Dead, and couldn't see the curtain wall, but Wu Xiaode's reaction also infected her.

She silently put the mummy into the iron box that Wu Xiaode took out, then smiled at the void and said:

"Welcome to patronize, we will continue to work hard to bring you better treasures."

Wu Xiaode said: "That's right."

He put his hand on Desmarkt's love letter storage box, and said silently in his heart:

"Send the contents inside to the 'fellow people' in my live broadcast room."

10 points of soul power were deducted.

Swish——

The tin box is gone.

After a few breaths, the empty iron box returned to Wu Xiaode's hands.

The Sunnah wall suddenly went dark.

Those dense barrages of "boss 666", "66666", "boss mighty", "when can I have so much soul power", and "envy" all disappeared.

All light and shadow on the wall of the Sunnah disappeared.

Two lines of small ice crystal characters appeared:

"Traversing the worlds of life and death consumes too much soul power, the live broadcast is over."

"Need a 24-hour break."

There was silence all around.

The cold rain outside the window pattered.

The night wind howled.

Christina stood aside, unaware that the live broadcast was over.

She is still waiting for Wu Xiaode to say the next sentence, to see how to match the words.

Wu Xiaode fell into deep thought.

Now I have understood that it is very difficult to pass things out from the dead world.

So……

What about yourself?

I have the Book of the Dead, so I must be inextricably linked with the world of the dead. Can I afford to travel back and forth between the two worlds in the future?

Will something happen?

A line of small ice crystal characters appeared:

"For related questions, please consult Chixiao Sword Spirit. It is an extremely ancient sword spirit and knows many secrets."

Wu Xiaode called out without thinking: "Chi Xiao."

"Yes." Scarlet Firmament Sword Spirit said.

"You see, I am a living person, but I have awakened the power of death... Will this have any effect on me?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Of course there is. Sooner or later you will become neither human nor ghost, and eventually lose the heart of a living person and become a figure like a demon king in death."

"Fortunately, you are working so hard that you have been recognized by many laws—"

"I have seen traces of blessings left by many laws from you."

"You must have greatly satisfied some of their requirements."

"The Laws are waiting for you to return somewhere."

"They know everything."

"They will help you solve this problem in the way you agreed with them."

Wu Xiaode was startled, and suddenly understood.

What Chi Xiao said was the battle for the title of the City of Holy Names!

I have fulfilled all the requirements of the law, went deep into the magic cave, and reached the unknowable layer.

"Book of the Dead, show me the record at that time." Wu Xiaode said.

Flipping through the pages of the Book of the Dead, he found the information records of the past, and brought them to Wu Xiaode's eyes:

"When you return to the City of the Holy Name, you will obtain the unique title woven by all the laws of the city."

Wu Xiaode heaved a sigh of relief.

According to Akasaka Sword Spirit, they will help him.

——The laws are waiting for me to go back and give myself that unique title!

Now there is only one thing left.

Kill the bone dragon!

Wu Xiaode glanced at the Book of the Dead.

"Remaining soul power: 3897851."

More than three million.

During the live broadcast just now, there were also some rewards.

So that's the number.

The Sword Immortal used 3,967,500 points of soul power to kill the Demon Dragon.

I currently have 3,897,850 soul powers.

Killing dragons is not enough.

What about Skeletal Dragon?

Who is stronger among them?

Wu Xiaode raised his hand——

Millions of soul power gathered on him, but could not be released.

Hundreds of thousands of bronze hands emerged from the void, exuding majestic sword energy.

This kind of aura surpassed Wu Xiaode's cognition, so that he constantly formed a series of perceptions about swordsmanship in his heart.

Two lines of small ice crystal characters appeared:

"You started to dig out the deep power of the secret sword technique 'Long Moon Shu Ying'."

"Your understanding of swordsmanship has deepened."

Wu Xiaode's heart became more enlightened.

It turned out that I was just scratching the surface before.

——Only by releasing this million-level soul power to fight can you deeply appreciate the true power of this sword technique!

"How do you use your hands to draw the sword?" Scarlet Firmament Sword Spirit asked.

"I don't have a sword." Wu Xiaode spread his hands.

Sword Spirit said: "You are really... the treasure house of that bone dragon just now..."

As soon as Wu Xiaode slapped his head, he went to touch the ring of the sacred treasure on his finger.

suddenly.

Christina patted him and pointed out the window.

Wu Xiaode looked out the window.

I saw a sneaky figure climbing up the wall of the church and jumping out in a panic.

——It’s that majestic and righteous winged man!

He held a broken bowl in his hand.

It is the bowl of penance!

Immediately behind him was a nun.

She also jumped off the fence.

The two landed on the ground outside the wall and looked back together.

I saw layers of translucent restraints quietly appearing, rippling in mid-air like water waves, and it took several breaths before gradually retracting, going deep into the ground.

"Finally, no underground palace restrictions have been touched." The nun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Run!" Winged Man whispered.

"Give me the bowl so you can leave." The nun stared at him and whispered.

"I've shared 40% of the treasures with you, and the agreement has been completed. This bowl is an inheritance from our sacred camp and cannot be given to you." Winged Man whispered.

"You took 60% of the treasures, and you still need to take this bowl, isn't it a bit too much?" the nun whispered.

The two were in a stalemate for a moment.

suddenly.

A bronze hand appeared out of nowhere and tapped on the bowl.

when!

The ban on the bowl was opened.

A huge coffin exuding infinite power fluctuations crashed to the ground.

Almost instantly—

The angry roar of the bone dragon resounded in the church:

"Who is it! How dare you sneak into my world, I want you to die!"