strictlysupreme Chapter 587: Monk Released
Chapter 587: Monk Released
Chapter 587: Monk Released
Enduring the mumbling that almost made him lose control, his humanity and divinity were at the critical point of collapse.
Roselle quickly took out two magical items to assess their value.
"Because this is the first order, I can't give you change for now~" Irena said apologetically.
"No need to look for it..." Roselle.
Irena closed the book in her hand and said in panic, "How can I do that?"
As an honest and trustworthy witch lady, you cannot take advantage of others for nothing.
"I have a lot of money and I can do whatever I want." Roselle felt that he was extremely rational and took the magic books and items he had chosen to buy.
"Really?" Irena seemed to be thinking about something. When Roselle regained his standing position, she smiled and said, "You just said that you know a lot about magic. If you don't mind, can we exchange some ideas?"
Russell's eyes lit up, the moment his humanity returned
[Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun Fusheng Xuanhuang God Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun]
Such a familiar name, I wish this was just a dream.
“No, I don’t understand magic.” Roselle scratched his head uncontrollably with his long arms that had turned into curly-haired baboons, and said with a forced smile, “You must have heard it wrong. I bought the book just to go back and learn magic.”
He was like an apprentice thirsting for knowledge, without a trace of impurity in his eyes.
"I understand."
The moment Russell turned 90 degrees, a mountain of books piled up at the door of the store, even blocking half of the busy street.
【Return to zero】
Irena calmly pressed the calculator and said, "These are very suitable for beginners to learn magic. I think you are very talented. The courses from beginner to god of magic will be cheaper. This amount."
Russell: “.”
[You are one, and you are ten thousand]
"keep the change."
"Thank you for your patronage."
The mythical curly-haired baboon with tentacles and brass eyes returned to normal the moment it walked out of the witch's shop. Roselle turned around and looked back in fear.
Irena leaned on the long table with her chin propped up by one hand, looking at the figure under the creeping cloak whose colors could not be identified, and said with a smile: "Welcome~ This is the Xuanjun Seven Chapter Secret Scripture. You are the 100th customer, so it is free."
The cloaked, glorious figure nodded slightly, picked up the Taoist book, and walked out.
"It's rare to see you being so generous. Did the sun rise from the west?"
Su Lin, holding the dragon baby who had given up struggling and had lifeless eyes, walked towards the stunned Irena together with Zhao Shuangdian, who had selected books such as "The Concept and Realization of Soul Materialization", "Construction of the Tree of Life Genealogy", and "One Hundred Applications of Imaginary Number Energy".
"Eh?"
She stood up, her eyes switching between Su Lin and the figure with slippery tentacles swaying at the edge of the cloak, "Your sword..."
"How many of the same model did they drop in the tunnel? I remember the drop rate was very low."
Su Lin looked at the azure sword in the figure's hand, touched his chin, and shouted to Klein, "Don't touch other people's historical projections casually. I will beat up any fortune teller I see!"
As Roselle stood in an extremely stiff posture, the unknown mythical creature walked behind Klein and handed the book in his hand to the expressionless Klein.
"By the way, what was Roselle doing here just now?"
"nothing."
Irena sat down again, folded her feet on the bench, opened the book in her hand again, and wrote on it with an ink pen: "Please pay quickly. This month's small goal has been achieved. I have to close the shop and go traveling."
According to the favorability level that Kaguya kept talking about, points should have been deducted at this time.
Irena glanced at the two people in front of the stage. Zhao Shuang mentioned that he wanted to go to Su Lin's world to see his magical way of heaven. This sounded like "going to your house to see the cat that can do backflips". Hearing this, she yawned out of boredom.
Reality is not a game or anime. There aren’t so many scenes that make you feel stomachache.
"Let's go eat something good." Irena looked at the latest revenue and said to herself: "Purchase some more exotic materials."
Su Lin asked: "Did you just say you wanted to treat us to a meal?"
"Forgive me for refusing."
Miss Witch rejected this unclear premonition, looked at Changshengtian, and said calmly:
"Go away, you scumbag man. Zhao Shuangdian, do you want to go shopping with me later?"
“Not really, really.” Russell breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the cloaked figure behind Klein and slowly smoothed his messy mustache. “You know, I’m actually a responsible man. We’re fellow villagers and friends, so you should have the most basic trust in me.”
“I suggest you tone it down a bit.” Klein blinked.
"A slender lady is a good match for a gentleman; a graceful witch is what he longs for day and night." Roselle spoke fluently and said with dissatisfaction:
"I finally see a normal witch who doesn't have a distorted worldview. I think it's not too much for me to establish a normal social relationship with her, right? Of course, the chain reaction caused by my personal charm should not be included."
"Ah," Klein sighed and pushed down the hat on his head.
"Why are you sighing? I should be the one sighing. You can actually revive the Heavenly Venerable to a certain extent on this projection. That's the good thing about a jack-of-all-trades profession." Russell was once again speechless about his initial mistake:
"Got it. Stop scaring me. Quickly disperse that projection. I'm afraid that Tianzun will really revive."
"Don't keep stereotyping me like you did in your diary. We've been friends offline for a while now."
"By the way, you didn't leave my diary for sale here, did you? I'd also like to meet some of the fairies over there."
Facing Roselle's question, Klein did not answer immediately, but the brilliant figure beside him moved closer.
"What? Stop playing."
"If you dare to attack the fairies in heaven, I will turn you into a witch. If you try to hit on that witch again, I will turn you in the mirror world into a man and let the matchmaker over there arrange for you to be lovers for ten lifetimes."
The meaning of the mumbling was very clear, allowing Russell to maintain his lucid understanding while also bringing him to the brink of losing control.
“Who are you?”
"My niece is not young anymore. Lao Zhou is going to have a blind date tomorrow. If she doesn't show up, I'll come find you."
After the cloak's light and shadow whispered, it turned into particles and melted into the world. People came and went around, but no one noticed anything unusual.
Russell's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and suddenly, under the strange gazes of others, he scratched his head and shouted at the air around him:
"Beibei is still young, she is innocent! If you have anything to say, come to me! If it doesn't work, I can turn into a witch and go on a blind date--!!!"
boom!
Gunshots rang out, and the out-of-control Black Emperor fell to the ground, revealing the stern face of German Sparrow behind him. His trembling hand moved away from the trigger, picked up the still twitching curly-haired baboon and dragged it towards the metal trash can not far away.
"Make way, lend a hand."
"Oh."
Xing moved over and helped German throw the unconscious curly-haired baboon in.
About a quarter of an hour later, in order to prevent the leakage of cause and effect or secrets, these garbage will be thrown into Huoyan Mountain for centralized processing under the unified arrangement of Li Changshou, the logistics director.
"Great God of Light, can you please let me go? I will never set up a stall again." The baby dragon let out a whine.
Of course, not setting up stalls does not mean not selling fake goods.
"You are so cute. My youthful heart is overflowing." Su Lin pulled the little guy's elastic dragon face, "Why don't you just come to my Shuijing Peak to be my disciple? There are famous teachers in the world, online teaching, and a well-known patient who has transcended for a year to share his cultivation experience."
Long Baobao asked suspiciously, "A fellow patient of the God and Demon Department?"
"Because courting death is also a disease." Su Lin looked up at the sky, not because he bumped into Song Shuhang, who had a resentful look in his eyes, but because he felt like he had forgotten something.
Song Shuhang raised his hand: "Senior Su Lin."
Su Lin greeted him: "What a coincidence Shuhang, when did you come?"
"Just now, starting from Senior Su Lin's youthful heart, isn't it generally a girlish heart?" Song Shuhang couldn't help but complain: "What kind of weird saying is a youthful heart overflowing?"
"Just like there are magical beautiful girls, there are also beautiful galactic boys in this world. Everything exists in balance." Su Lin replied without changing his expression.
Song Shuhang looked back into the depths of the fog of nothingness. Not long after, the earth rumbled and thunder rolled, as if a huge army was about to arrive. All the creatures in the Qiongqi Tower were stunned and looked in the same direction.
"Buy! Buy! Buy!"
"New products are on the market! Let me buy them first!"
"To celebrate the opening of the Chamber of Commerce, let me blow myself up first! This time I must find a way to break through and become an immortal!"
Like a flood and a ferocious beast, if this group of monks had not targeted various commodities and the Enlightenment Tree placed in the center, the immortals and gods in heaven would have thought they were under attack.
There were huge crowds of people, pushing and shoving each other, with no sign of humility at all. The older generation of monks would kick away their own disciples who stood in their way.
Completely different style
"The first wave?"
“The first wave.”
If there weren't some people in Zhutian City whose backgrounds were unclear, who were powerful and generous, this number would have crushed the number of people Su Lin had seen in the city during the day.
Su Lin took out a jade omen and said in a voice transmission: "Taibai, ask the Ministry of War to pull out the defective immortal artifacts from the past thousand years."
[Your Majesty, rest assured. The last one has just been sold. My immortal friend, please respect yourself. I will not sell my whisk!]
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Song Shuhang wiped his sweat off his forehead and changed the subject to the distracted Su Lin, "Is Cong Niang doing well in her cultivation at Tianyi Sect recently?"
"good."
Su Lin finally remembered what he had forgotten: "Where is my sect's chief disciple?"
"I didn't answer anyone's calls or reply to any messages. Old Deng, you've become a star god, why did you leave me in Beloberg?!"
Yu Feng sat on the ground feeling wronged, and said anxiously: "I was really wrong. I won't do it again next time! Don't leave me in another world!"
For Yufeng, although other worlds are fun, it would be painful if he couldn't go back. He couldn't learn from Lao Deng to become a god wherever he went.
"."
Su Lin assured that he definitely did not do it on purpose, he just didn't think of this guy at all.
"Your hope in the Star God is useless."
"How to say?"
"I was hoping for seven golds out of ten, but I only got two."
"I'll have your account blocked later."
Su Lin grabbed a little kid in each hand and came to the Enlightenment Tree. As expected, Chen Nan was meditating and practicing below.
"You should practice well here too."
He let go of his hand, and the baby dragon seemed to be finally freed. It turned into white lightning and escaped behind Chen Nan.
"Why can't I see Rascal Long?" Su Lin asked Ye Fan.
Ye Fan: "I asked him to go out with Duan De and Hei Huang to help find out the situation of the other nine towers."
Are you sure you're not going to mess things up?
"In a few days, I plan to distribute some tokens, and then some will accidentally fall into the hands of ancient families, holy places, and even the myriad races."
Ye Fan looked at the Light Cone Custom Shop, which had the best business, and said slowly, "Once a week, at 3 pm every Monday, we will set up a small area in the fog and sell resurrection instruments and holy medicines at high prices."
As long as you are happy, remember to pay the copyright fees to Klein.
"metropolitan."
Su Lin looked over when he heard the sound and saw his sect’s second disciple, Cong Niang, taking root next to the Enlightenment Tree.
"It said that we should ask Elder Han Li to bring a few more drops of green liquid every day, so that there will be tea leaves every day, and it can produce an immortal god fruit next month. In addition, it complained that the environment here is too bad." Lady Cong said.
Ye Fan: "."
Su Lin: "."
You produce tea leaves every day, and next month you will produce immortal fruits. Will you be revived into an immortal fairy tree next year?
The technological effect of Li Ge's little green bottle seems a bit too harsh.
"The roots of the magic medicine that was cut from the source stone seem to have been planted on Shuijing Peak by Brother Li." Ye Fan said, "That is a Qilin magic medicine."
"Qilin, I counted the kirins when I was sleeping that day and I missed one."
Han Li seemed to have made some explosive news without anyone noticing.
He was so steady that sometimes his group members knew what he was doing but didn't pay attention to the final results.
"Did he become an immortal?"
"I do not know."
Su Lin looked at Han Li, who was calm and composed, showing the holy medicine to the passing cultivators and immortals, and collecting the seeds of immortal plants and spiritual plants from various worlds.
"Just like Li Changshou, he is a paper figure, so you can't tell."
Where did these two entities go?
The result of these two people's exchange of experiences is that except for the initial moment of crossing the world, if you are not careful afterwards, you will not be able to find the person at all.
If they can make a paper figure that spans the world in the future.
"broken."
"Boss, what's broken?"
Yang Jian had a puzzled look on his face. He was carrying a huge coffin, but it didn't look weird in the place where all the immortals were dancing. A bunch of monks asked him if it was the bronze coffin of the third generation and came over to take pictures with him. Have you ever seen a bronze coffin made of wood? !
It took him half a day to walk a short distance to get here.
"There is a ghost rider and a ghost in here. I want to exchange him for something."
"The ghost stays, but the ghost rider doesn't."
Su Lin checked and found a pale, bloodless man inside. It seemed that Yang Jian had been targeting Feng Quan from the beginning.
"What do you want to change?"
"Just give it as you see fit."
Yang Jian smiled. He didn’t understand the specific value anyway. But whether it was worthless or valuable was just a matter of words from the other party.
Su Lin shouted to the general on the other side of the ancient tea tree: "Yang Jian!"
"Yang Jian, I get the order." Yang Jian from the Journey to the West world appeared in front of Su Lin in an instant.
"Take this little brother to a place to learn the first level of Eight Nine Mysterious Arts."
"Yes."
Yang Jian nodded, and after being surrounded by clouds and mist, he and the still dazed Yang Jian disappeared on the spot.
"What's your name?"
"Yang Jian."
"Don't be nervous, our names are a bit similar." Yang Jian laughed in the mist: "The Emperor of Heaven ordered me to teach you my magical powers, I will teach you everything. I see that there are some unique evil things in your body, which should be able to help you."
Yang Jian nodded slightly: "Thank you."
"By the way, I wonder what your relationship with the Emperor of Heaven is?" Yang Jian asked tentatively.
Yang Jian: "He asked me to go to his place and be Yang Jian in the future."
Yang Jian: “?”
(End of this chapter)