Chapter 1141: Sweep away evil

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The middle-aged farmer was terrified and didn't know the goods anymore. The faintly shining yellow stone is definitely not a simple commodity.
"This is a fairy stone."
Since he wants to be a good person, of course the old money has to explain to the farmer that this is a fairy stone.
Even if it was a low-grade immortal stone, he sold it to the city. It is also enough for his family to have nothing to worry about for the rest of their lives.
Old Qian was afraid that he would sell this fairy stone as a gem. Betrayed his kindness.
"Ah... Xianshi? That little brother" is not long. I don't want fairy stones, please save the crops here. "
The middle-aged farmer was shocked, and his name for old money changed from a little brother to a fairy.
With a puff, he knelt down on the ground, kowtow to the old money.
Several farmers around heard the conversation between the two. I also saw the fairy stone with a faint light.
They walked over quickly, without saying anything. "Puff. Puff, puff."
All knelt in front of the old Qian and kowtowed towards him.
"Xianchang, save our crops.
Xianchang "I beg you to be kind..."
So many people kowtow to themselves...
However, the old money does not have the pleasure of being superior at all, and some are just sad.
It has nothing to do with these mortals to order the winter and snowy flowers to bloom.
However, the flowers in the cold winter are in full bloom, making all the plants angry, the consequence of the plants being angry. But let them bear it.
And the guy from Biyou Temple who made all this. Without any influence at all, they can still spend time and drink and live luxuriously.
"let me try."
Old Qian sighed.
The place where the weak live and the compassionate heart is also a kind of human mind.
Old Qian pointed his hand, a faint blue light. Hundreds of acres spread out in an instant, turning into countless blue lotus flowers, and hundreds of acres of crops. Shrouded in.
This is the Aoki Taiyi Art of Life.
The eighteenth-story Aoki Taiyi Jue. Lao Qian has now reached the thirteenth floor.
Shengsheng Qingmu Taiyi Jue is simply the most suitable method to treat these plants.
Countless blue lotus flowers sprayed a few small blue light spots toward hundreds of acres of crops.
These cyan light spots are the same size as the water vapor that makes up the mist.
In essence, this is the power of Otsuki, the best tonic of plants. "
Seeing that the immortal long who looked like a young brother, casually pointed his hand, unexpectedly produced such a powerful spell. Covered hundreds of acres.
Even if they had no experience, these farmers knew that this immortal long was very strong.
The countless power of Otsuki was spilt like a drizzle.
According to Laoqian's estimate, half a cup of tea. The crops in the range of hundreds of acres should not only be all buds, but also at least grown. Under normal circumstances, it can grow to a height in one month.
However, the time for half a cup of tea has passed.
Nothing happened.
The villagers are still looking forward to it.
Old Qian's face remained unchanged. He still looked confident, and he was already playing drums in his heart.
How could this happen, in his own station. Those flowers and plants have already sprouted after so much irrigation with the power of Otoki!
The time for a cup of tea has passed.
Hundreds of acres of land is still barren, there is no movement at all.
The faces of the villagers suddenly changed.
"This Xiaoxian long spell is beautiful. But it's not very useful."
The villagers began to talk.
Looking at the old Qian's eyes, it was like looking at a wandering performer.
There are many monks on the planet, and some superficial spells are also circulated among the people. Some mortals use these superficial spells to walk the rivers and lakes to survive.
Now, in the eyes of these farmers. The old money's spells have no effect at all for so long, and old money seems to have become those who walk in the rivers and lakes and play tricks.
Old Qian's heart was full of shock.
The power of Otsuki doesn't even work?
This is never encountered.
The old money is angry!
Is Lao Tzu the kind of showmanship style?
I underestimated Lao Tzu!
I can't afford to lose this face!
After walking in the Colosseum, the monastic world has broken through for so many years.
Haven't been so embarrassed!
It seems that the only way to try the newest innate rules.
Old Qian held his five fingers, hundreds of acres of blue-blue lotus, suddenly like a long whale absorbing water, it fell into the palm of his hand.
Then, the old money. Reach out again!
The stock was very light green and fluctuated.
This extremely faint green wave is so mysterious.
Even the spiritual eyes of ordinary monks could not be recognized.
The flowers and plants that Lao Qian cultivated in his residence were bred and grown one by one in ample aura. Congenital fluctuations in the bud. Full of thriving joy.
This very faint green wave represents the innate rules of prosperity.
These crops, even the buds, are innate rules. It is chaos, deformity and destruction.
Lao Qian should use these thriving innate rules to cleanse the chaotic, deformed and ruined innate rules.
It's like the emperor's crusade against injustice and sweeping away evil spirits!
This is also the first time Lao Qian used the innate rules of these wooden refurbishments.
It's just that the target is not the hostile monk, but the opposing innate rules of the crops. These messes. Although there are many fluctuations in deformity and destruction, they are all produced by countless crops. How can it be worth the full attack of the golden core monk, the old Qian?
Who said that Fa is used to kill people? Isn't this kind of conservation of crops and plants not the scope of application of Taoism?
Old Qian's heart seemed to have more understanding.
just. Wanting to come up with this kind of thriving innate rules, the spiritual power consumed is much more than that of urging the thirteenth layer of Shengsheng Qingmu Taiyi Jue.
"Sprout! Sprout!"
It's like slow motion in a movie.
The green sprouts of acres, in front of the farmers, drilled vigorously from the soil.
Then stretch out. Continue to grow upward.
"Xianlong Shenwei, Xianchang Shenwei..."
The expressions of the villagers immediately changed. Screaming at the old money in admiration!
Money smiled for a while.
The earth-type golden core in the body is not suitable for stimulating the wooden method.
Now the old money relies entirely on the angel's heart in the divine palace, concentrating the light into a huge golden light. Shining on the three-color spiritual root.
By looking at the continuous power, this will maintain the prosperous innate rules that have been thoroughly understood, and continue to manifest.
And the waves of chaos, deformity, and destruction. Like a large group of bandits who met the emperor king, they were forced to retreat again and again by the thriving light green waves. dispersion.
A few acres of land sprouts, dozens of acres of land sprouts, hundreds of acres of land sprouts, hundreds of acres of land sprouts, or even thousands of acres of land sprouts.
Attracted by sudden miracles, more and more farmers gathered here.
Hundreds, hundreds, thousands!
The news that an immortal leader is exerting his power to save everyone's crops is like growing wings. Toward ten miles and eight villages.
Adults, children, women, the elderly. They all spread their legs and rolled towards the scene where the old money casts spells!
If an ordinary monk had so many innate fluctuations, he would be tired and get down.
However, the old money gritted his teeth!
Grandma, so many people are watching!
Sorry to stop?
Anyway, I have the heart of an angel. Since I want to do good things, don't give up halfway and do it to the end!
Now that I met and talked about it, it was a kind of predestined method.
The sight of these mortal farmers. There are a full 30,000 mu of land!
Old money spent more than an hour. Beads of sweat were already on his face, and this 30,000 acres of fields were forced into a yellow-green shoot!
The old money finally put down his hand that had been raised for an hour. "
The sound of countless knees kneeling on the tip of the mud came.
Old money doesn't have to look back to know, good fellow. He knelt down on the ground in black, and lined up half a mile away.
Well, you are still comfortable with mortals. Just kneel down like this, and Lao Tzu used all his skills to kill a hundred god-level monks.
The old money thought a little helplessly, but he was complacent.
Forcing others to kneel by force and letting others kneel down gratefully are really two different feelings.
Comparing these two feelings, the pleasure of watching the enemy kneeling in front of him begging for mercy before was simply worthless.
"Long live the immortal long! Great grace. We will never forget it... One"
The middle-aged farmer and a large group of people bowed their heads in gratitude.
"Xianchang, mercy, save the crops in our village."
The group of people squatted their heads vigorously, smashing into small holes in front of the mud.
This is probably from the neighboring village.
"Xian Chang, Xian Chang, also save the crops in our village..."
This is probably another village.
Old Qian's forehead was already a black line on his face.
Are you kidding me, do you know how much spiritual energy I have spent to urge these 30,000 mu of crops to incarnate the prosperous innate rules?
If these spiritual powers are to be supplemented with high-grade fairy stones~EbookFREE.me~ it is at least a dozen high-grade fairy stones, converted into secular gold coins, I am afraid they will be piled into a small golden mountain!
He also has the heart of an angel, otherwise, the average monk, then there is so much price to do such a good thing?
It would be better if the earth-type golden core and the wood-type power were combined, it would be easier.
The old money thinks of cultivation again.
The people saw Lao Qian’s long and deep fairy and elegant expression..."In fact, he was running a small business.
I can see that this immortal is not very willing in his heart.
The kowtow became even more powerful.
The old Qian turned around to fly away in the light of escape.
How many acres of land are there on Earth?
Even if I made 10,000 Golden Fruit Shadows, I couldn't be too busy.
What's more, I don't have 10,000 Jin Dan today and 10,000 Jin Dan.
"Crack!"
A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy knocked his head on a stone in the soil, his forehead was already full of blood.
However, the boy was still knocking regardless.
"Xianchang, save my family's crops. Save my family!"
The blood immediately stained a small patch of soil red.
"This" why bother? "
Seeing that he knocked down again, this young man could not even survive.
Old Qian just sighed and waved his hand!