Overgod Ascension

In the space of the Lord God, Wu Ming saw the merit, still a little excited.

“Two hundred heavenly kung fu, a thousand great kung fu, eight thousand and six hundred small kung fu, if you convert it into a small kung fu, you have 38 thousand and six hundred! Again, I have the authority to waive the cost of exchange of merits. For ordinary returnees, this is immediately more than 40,000 merits..."

Wu Ming's face was excited and had a sense of homeland.

“Since meritorious merit is sufficient, it is first and foremost a question of meritocracy… the Temple of the Lord, complete the Yellow Court Yin Dynasty! ”

[Ding! "Huang Tin Yin Shu" (crippled), it takes a hundred and fifty years to complete the magician part! Five hundred bucks to make up for the real person part! It takes a thousand to make up the Tianshi section! It takes 1650 to make it up to you.

“Yes!”

Wu Ming immediately spent 1,000 small kung fu and 6500 small kung fu to make up as many of Huang Tinyin charms as possible.

He had a great gain this time, feeling that he was about to rush forward, but he was just using this.

“Two hundred more days left? Little kung fu 2,100? But there is no rush to exchange...”

Wu Ming looked at his original kung fu, only the information of the Huang Tin Yin Shu Sutra turned into - ["Huang Tin Yin Shu - The Immortal Scroll": Way of Watching Heaven, Holding Heaven, The Immortal Description Ready! --Complete Way to cultivate to the Peak of the Immortal!

“Human Immortal Peak? ”

Wu Ming touched his chin.

For those who have been Emperor Dongyue and King of Taishan Province, the knowledge of Shinto, though limited, is also all-powerful, greatly enhancing his vision.

“The peak of the human fairy, according to my algorithm, should be around the fourth peak...”

Though the world's martial arts, roads, fairies, gods, witches... 3,000 avenues, and countless other doors, it really talks about rank, but only power theory.

At this point, luck is the appearance of strength. Wu Ming opened his eyes and saw much more. Combined with Shinto memory, he finally cleaned up a set of his own methods:

“The way of luck, though seemingly nuanced, is actually, but five lines of five colors, black, white, red, yellow, blue... and just look at the inner transport! ”

Wu Ming, with great vision and experience, divides one's luck into roughly three categories: fate, internal transportation, and external transportation.

So-called destiny, is the lifestyle of a person, the most central.

Inland transport, on the other hand, is its own strength, its manifestation in luck.

The last outbound transportation is the official position, feng shui, dragon vein all kinds of luck.

These three, natural destiny is the most central, followed by internal and external transport.

Understandably, it is the fate of a person, born innate, cannot be taken away in any way, but the power of the official level external transportation is like that of a floating, iron-striking Yamen water, the official position is in the body, the luck is there, once the official position is lost, there is no luck.

Compared to both, internal transport is intermediate and is the luck of the practitioner's own strength!

This is its own power. As long as it is not obsolete, it breaks Dantian, whether or not it is an officer, whether or not it has destiny or not, etc., it does not have much impact.

For example, it's like being an emperor of the world, full of colors, purple lids, weather, but these are all outbound shipments.

The natural purple color represents the very high luck that can be accommodated and the innate is extremely expensive.

But true internal transport, that is, the luck of one's own strength, perhaps only black, represents the lowest class, like ordinary people.

According to Wu Ming's summary, there is also only one level, equivalent to ordinary people or a slight entrance practitioner.

“The inner transport is the black, the first, the white, the red, the yellow, and the blue is the fifth! ”

“As for the inner purple belt, it is the master of the world's forces, in terms of rank, it must be level six! ”

With this set of grounds, Wu Ming couldn't help but look at himself.

With Hou Ju in his hand, he has his own gold and green luck, but they are all transported outside. Exclude!

A large group of red and white gas of its own, sent by the land and tenants of the week, to be eliminated!

Missing? It's a good thing. It's a good thing we have to get rid of it.

And the last thing that's left is its own magician's degree, the luck it represents - white red!

It also means that even though Wu Ming is now swept out of the house by Wu Qingqing, and throws away all the magic treasures on him, there is still red and white luck, which is much stronger than ordinary people.

Opposite a generation of emperors, without the luck of the throne, immediately is the black air pressure, like small people ants, cannot live and die on their own.

This is the power of internal transport brought about by the right to cultivate oneself!

“The color of white and red… that is, am I between the second and third levels? Perhaps a secondary peak! If you don't get into the real world, you're not in the third level! ”

“It is therefore inferred that the personality is red and three levels! The Master of Heaven has gold. It's level four! Huangting Yin Dynasty scripture, can cultivate to the peak of the fairy, convert it, is the peak of the fourth level, carry gold inside, may also bring silk green, the fairy is promising! ”

“What about level five? ”

Wu Ming immediately thought of the daffodil roll after the Yin Dynasty scripture of Huang Tin.

“The fairy? Sounds like a regional flavor, maybe called a realm player! Like Western legends and holy domains, should it be the fifth grade of pure green transportation? ”

“Before… in the world of the gods, the inner transport of the Black Taiwanese city and the Montenegrin monarch is blue, should be counted as level 5, but with a little purple, this is the added strength of the world, meaning in the world of the gods, the equivalent of level 6 strong people? ”

“This is also the limitation of Shinto, the sixth level of Shinto, which may be extraordinary in its own world, but is also limited to the world...”

Wu Ming shook his head and reminisced with several others.

First of all, his cheap sister Wu Qingqing, fated to bring Qing, presented Phoenix, more fortunate and wealthy, lucky to deter people, greatly solemn, wanting morale at first sight can not himself, but also only white red for internal transportation! The same second peak as yourself!

Red practice sword Zhang Hongzhao, master, the inner transportation is also white and red, the real strength is also the second level peak.

The cold is even worse. Even though it is a mortal firefighter, the inner shipment of Naihe is only pure white, even if it is second-degree solid.

As for Le Song and Nanshan, the two real people, they are the monks of the third grade.

Most of the returnees I have seen also wander between the first and second levels, with few achievements.

“There's a gap between these levels! ”

Wu Ming sighed, but thought of two gods again. Among the kings of the county, as well as the wrath of Haber O., both of them, the Golden Royal Orthodox God, can be counted as the fourth stronger, of course, only within their own priesthood.

Once out of the Divine Domain, you are afraid to fall to level 3 immediately.

There was some fear after reading it.

Fortunately, it was the behind-the-scenes action that provoked the Li family to do it, and Heba directly bombed the king, hiding behind the scenes himself.

Otherwise, once discovered, it's really dangerous.

“I still keep the merit...”

After clarifying his path and demarcating the strong, Wu Ming immediately chose to return.

When the white light flashed, he arrived in the quiet room of the big world.

When he opened the door and walked outside, he found that it was Li Xiuyun who was here.

“Young master! ”

Li Xiuyun saw Wu Ming and his face was slightly red. He lowered his voice.

“Well, how long have I been locked up? ”

Wu Ming was slightly surprised. Based on this situation, Wu Qingqing didn't bother him at all. It was a change of character.

“It's been thirteen days...”

Li Xiuyun replied.

‘The time flow rate has changed again… seems to be closer to the big world! ’

Wu Ming's eyes flashed and asked: "Where's my sister? ”

“There is no sign of the young lady, it seems that she is also out distracted or closed...”

Wu Qingnao is a monk. She is free to go in and out, and no one dares to ask her.

‘Is it the back yard? ’

Wu Ming touched his chin and saw a maid come running over, panting and sweating slightly on both sides of his cheeks, overflowing with the smell of youth: “Young Master Ming! The young lady is back. You'll see her as soon as you get out! ”

“Well, then go! ”

Without setting aside, Wu Ming walked away and came to the courtyard where Wu Qing lived.

“Brother's here. He's been locked up for a long time. What do you got? ”

Wu Qingwomens costume, her breath seems to change slightly, more surprising to Wu Ming, but it was her luck.

‘The gold infrared transport is diminished, the merit is consumed, but this is nothing. The key is that the inner transport white fades, and there is a tendency to purify the red color. This is a step away from the real person... How come this sister has been missing for more than a dozen days, Dao Kung is more refined than I am? ’

No! ’

Wu Ming suddenly a spiritual: ‘How did Qingfeng's life disappear? Also, this is... hijacking - the returner! I didn't expect Wu Qing-sister to become a returner! ’

This change was so familiar that it drowned in his heart.

Of course, on the face of it, we still can't fail to answer: "Well... the Five Thunders have made a big breakthrough, and by then we have reached the realm of 'Cloud Thunder’! ”

“Good!”

Wu Qingqing has also seen this masterpiece, immediately is the jaw: “In this way, it is true that the martial arts have been turned into a thunderbolt! If I didn't already have the ability to kill, I would have chosen this! ”

The gentle colour appeared on his face: “Brother, you just left the door, I have ordered the kitchen to stew ginseng rice porridge, make it good! ”

Clapping her hands, the maid of clothing came in with a mahogany plate. On top of the plate, in a jade bowl, Xiaomi porridge emitted a tempting scent.

“Thank you, sister! ”

Wu Ming took it, even though it was hot, and ate it with a big mouthful.

Wu Qingqing held onto the parchment and watched Wu Ming eat sweetly. A smile appeared on his face.

In my heart, I was thinking, “Brother's character has changed dramatically, and he's rushing forward. There's so many different things! Must also be the reason to become the Lord's Temple returner! This grinding between life and death makes a big difference, but it's common! ”

“It's just that... it's only a shame for me to go back to the world, but always think of a way to get my brother out of this disaster! ”

Instead, Wu Ming changed before and after, putting himself over the temple of the Lord. The color of tender and merciful love appeared on his face: “Eat slowly and eat more! ”

Wu Mingwolf swallowed the tiger, but he also thought: ‘Since Wu Qingqing is also a returner, should we confess about the Temple of the Lord? But if I make a mistake and make a scene with Oolong, it's also very troublesome...’

“Do you want to tell me or not? ”

The two brothers have different minds, but they are amazingly alike.