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Chapter 54 The Threshold of Cannon Fodder

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    Jimo couldn't believe his ears.

    What did he hear?

    Warm quilt!

    "Miss Tang really knows how to joke."

    Jimo laughed at himself, just taking it as a joke.

    How could it be possible for such a pretty girl to warm her bed.

    As a mortal who is poor and unable to cultivate, he is like a toad, how could a swan be attracted to it?

    Ji Mo is very clear about his identity, and dare not have any extravagant hopes or extravagant thoughts, but treats Tang Xueyi as a friend.

    ? Tang Xueyi's mood instantly became very lost. She finally mustered up the courage to confess boldly, but was declined. Sure enough, she was still not good enough for Mr. Ji.

    That's right, such a tall man has an unimaginable status and status. It is estimated that only a fairy can climb high. How can I have unrealistic expectations.

    However, when I look at Mr. Ji, my heart is always beating like a drum, and I can't control myself.

    the other side.

    Hui Neng is doubting life.

    It was the same piece of silver wrapped in paper, but it was no different. Why was Fan Jingxing so excited?

    Then he was even more surprised, and saw Fan Jingxing's whole body was surrounded by Dao Yun, and his cultivation base was gradually rising.

    There must be some details that I have overlooked.

    Hui Neng restrained his mind, carefully observed the broken silver in his hand, and found a clue.

    It turned out that the problem was not with the silver, but with the paper.

    I saw a "…d" character pattern written on the crumpled white paper.

    At first glance, it looks unremarkable.

    However, when I sensed it carefully, I suddenly felt that the vast Dharma was surging, and I seemed to hear the chanting of three thousand Buddhas in my ears, all of which were the supreme and exquisite Dharma.

    The sound of Zen surrounds the ears, and the meaning of Buddha enters the heart!

    "Amitabha Buddha!"

    Hui Neng clasped his hands together, the treasure was solemn, his body glowed with golden light, and a ray of sacred aura rose from the celestial spirit cover.

    "Damn, these two idiots are making a lot of money, this is the rhythm of sanctification!"

    Tianpeng's heart was filled with soreness, the master's rewards were as generous as ever, but he hadn't made any achievements recently, so he could only stare blankly.

    If things go on like this, his status may become lower and lower in the future, and Tianpeng feels a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

    "Oh, it turns out that when working under Mr. Ji, you have to work hard to get great rewards."

    Ginseng King suddenly realized.

    But then he squatted on the ground, scratching his face and thinking hard, feeling as if he was really useless except to be eaten.

    Ah, I am the number one member of the Xuanling world, but I am useless, I am a waste!

    Thinking of this, the leaves of King Ginseng wilted immediately, feeling that life was bleak.

    In the distance, Hong Qiantu saw Fan Jingxing and Huineng breaking through one after another, hammering his chest wildly, his intestines were already green with regret.

    Why didn't you insist on it? I was only one step away from Mr. Ji, but in the end, I gave up halfway because of a mistake.

    The most regrettable thing in the world is this. If there is another chance, he will never be able to kneel down.

    Hong Qiantu left the house without keeping his soul, racking his brains to think, what else could he do to get Ji Mo's forgiveness.

    Xuan Ao was dejected, the three of them worked together, both of them had great benefits, but he did not.

    After all, what I did was not good enough?

    "Useless stick, from now on you will follow this old turtle, loosen the soil and weed, and take good care of this vegetable garden."

    Jimo pointed to Xuan Ao who was lying on the vegetable field, and gave instructions to the Ginseng King.

    ?As a face control, after all, I still don't want to see the ginseng king who is too ugly, so I arrange errands for him very casually.

    Ginseng and bastard, if you get along with each other, it may taste more delicious when stewed in a pot in the future.

    Ginseng King didn't know what Ji Mo, a foodie, really thought. He was very grateful, and very grateful for Ji Mo's appreciation.

    With its short legs, it trotted to Xuan'ao's side, a radish submerged in the ground, and countless roots pierced into the soil, exuding its own breath, nourishing the garden full of fruits and vegetables.

    Xuanao's body trembled, his face was full of astonishment, and then tears flowed down his face.

    Sure enough, Mr. Ji did not forget me, and let this mutated ten-thousand-year ginseng king follow him. This is the greatest gift.

    With the Ginseng King by his side, his cultivation speed is actually dozens of times faster than usual. Although the effect may not be obvious in a short period of time, he will benefit the most over time.

    As expected, Mr. Ji had something in his heartOn the steelyard, it is clear who has contributed more and more.

    Xuan Ao's heart was full of energy and drive, and he thought to himself: Huineng, Fan Jingxing, you two old idiots must have never imagined that I am the most important person of Mr. Ji turtle!

    Ginseng King looked at Xuan Ao with a sluggish smile on his face, and hurriedly moved away, for fear of being infected.

    Then it took aim at the iron tripod not far away, and rushed towards it excitedly.

    "Ah, what the hell is this?"

    The Ginseng King was absorbed on the iron tripod, and he felt an invincible force frantically extracting the essence of its body.

    After a few breaths, the chubby body became dry, almost sucked into a dried radish.

    Inside the iron tripod, there is a pattern exactly like the ginseng king.

    The King of Life had lingering fears in his heart, he obediently returned to Xuan'ao's side, and did not move his nest no matter what he said.

    If you don't listen to Mr. Ji's words, it's really scary.

    What is that black iron cauldron, it's too scary!

    "Don't mess with that tripod, it is very likely to be a mythical equipment embryo forged by Mr. Ji." Xuan Ao kindly reminded.

    "Mythical level!"

    Ginseng King took a sharp breath of cold air with a "sigh".

    The level of equipment can be roughly divided into: common, rare, heritage, epic, legend, fantasy, fairy, myth, etc.

    Ever since the channel connecting all realms of the Mysterious Spirit Realm was cut off, the entire Mysterious Spirit Realm has never seen mythical equipment in the world, but now, I actually saw a mythical embryo!

    Once this embryonic weapon is fully formed and becomes a real divine weapon, its power is enough to sweep the entire Xuanling world!

    "Mr. Ji is very likely to play a big game of chess, planning to plot the entire Xuan Lingjie!" Xuan Ao said cautiously.

    "Planning the entire Xuanling Realm? Little turtle, you are still too immature."

    The Ginseng King stroked the ten flowers and ten leaves on the top of his head, and said inscrutablely: "You don't understand, the water in the Xuanling Realm is too shallow, I'm afraid it won't be able to support a real dragon like Mr. Ji!"

    Recalling the scene at Tongtian Peak, Mr. Ji was not afraid of the rolling thunder, insulting God, and faced the scourge of heaven with steel.

    From this, it can be judged that Mr. Ji is very likely to be a deity who has fallen into the mortal world, and he has a bloody feud, and he will kill him one day.

    Thinking of it, King Ginseng gasped again, inexplicably horrified.

    Xuan Ao took a look, this ginseng king seemed to know some great secret.

    He was itchy and kept probing, but Ginseng King had a very strict mouth, so he just didn't open his mouth.

    However, Ginseng King still reminded him friendly: "Little turtle, you must work hard to cultivate. Your cultivation is too low. I am afraid that you will not even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder by Mr. Ji's side in the future."

    "Then what kind of cultivation is required to be qualified to be Mr. Ji's cannon fodder?" Xuan Ao asked humbly.

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