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Text Chapter 234: Riding a Tiger and Being Difficult to Dismount

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    "Exchange it. I have food in hand and I don't have to worry about it." Looking at the more than 25,000 contribution points in his account, Meng Sansheng's brain stopped working. White smoke was coming from his ears and his eyelids were crackling.  Jumping non-stop, the whole person seemed to have become a rocket, shooting straight into the sky.

    With a trembling of his hand, he clicked on all redemption options.

    A sharp alarm suddenly sounded in the skill library, and the metallic sound, like a file on an iron plate, pierced his membranes, and he suddenly woke up.

    The large LCD screen displayed a blood-red dialog box: "The total exchange value exceeds the inventory limit!"

    "Go, what did I do!" Meng Sansheng finally woke up from his dream of getting rich.  He carefully looked at the information in the blood-red dialog box, and the enthusiasm and excitement just now suddenly turned into a chill to the bone.

    The total number of reward days in Jialanshe¡¯s inventory is a blood-red negative number.  Jialan Society's debt field is actually worth 20,000 years.  In other words, not only could Meng Sansheng not be able to redeem one day from the realm, but if he wanted to leave Jialan, he would have to pay back a lot of days.

    "I'm shocked! What Jialan Society lacks right now is really not saints, but financial consultants. How is the money managed?" Meng Sansheng was sweating like rain, and his whole body was cold. The dream of the world just now was now shattered into pieces.  .

    He originally thought that he had become a rich man, but now he realized that the 25,000 yuan given to him by Jialan Society was all in vain.

    "I'm disillusioned. Why should I learn any skills if I just owe money?" Meng Sansheng wiped the sweat from his head and continued to read the system notes below.

    "Contribution points can be used to learn skills in the guild's skill library, and there is no need to convert them into field days first. However, each time a skill is learned, the corresponding number of days will be deducted from the guild's total library."

    Seeing these words, Meng Sansheng gradually understood: Contribution points are still useful.  Each contribution point can be directly exchanged for skills in the guild's skill library, although Jialan Club will be burdened with heavier debts.  In this way, members can spend unlimited contribution points to learn skills within the guild.  The contribution points can only be used for this purpose, and it is impossible to buy cities and land for other consumption.

    but.  This is good, at least he has nearly infinite points to learn skills, and he will be able to practice Prajna Kung Fu to the extreme without any psychological barriers.

    He glanced at Yaotang¡¯s message again: Keep practicing.  These three simple words injected a warm courage into his heart.

    "Tangdian, I listen to you." Meng Sansheng clicked on the icon of Prajna Kung Fu, and the symbol of the Dependent Prajna Realm lit up on the icon.  The description of the skill library is very clear: it takes 1,000 years of practice to rise from convenience prajna to dependent prajna.  Practitioners who have mastered convenient prajna have the power of inspiration to simplify the complex and get twice the result with half the effort.  If the inspiration force is activated, the exchange between days and practice points is no longer 16:1.  But it's back to basics 1 to 1.  Therefore, it would have taken 16,000 years to redeem the completed cultivation value, but now it only takes 1,000 years to redeem it.

    "I'll go, seriously!" Meng Sansheng saw this explanation and felt as if he was in a dream.  He was already planning to spend all the 25,200 contribution points he had earned.  Now that Prajna Gong suddenly appeared, he suddenly saved 15,000 years. The hidden excellent attributes of Prajna Gong itself are now fully revealed.

    As we all know, every skill must be practiced to the highest level.  It is often the most difficult, and the number of days invested is often ten to a hundred times the total previous investment.  The reason why Prajna Kung Fu scares away people is because when people see the total number of days required to invest in the last level, they are immediately scared to death.  indeed.  Even the little saints who are close to a breakthrough cannot have such a huge sum of money for them to squander.

    It¡¯s surprising.  The last 1,000 years of cultivation value can be exchanged in only 1:1 days due to the bonus of the inspiration force, which makes Meng Sansheng go straight into the clouds like taking an elevator.  Easily completed what was supposed to be the most difficult level.  After the exchange of Prajna Gong is completed, it is condensed into the strongest state - dependent Prajna.  The martial arts master has cultivated his true essence to the extreme, and can even create the ultimate embodiment that his true essence can achieve through his spiritual sea thoughts.

    The rolling heat of true energy stirred up hundreds of acupuncture points like the tide of a spring river, and Meng Sansheng felt as if his body was being massaged and massaged by hundreds of invisible palms.  His muscles were trembling vigorously, as if something was about to burst out of his body.  Although this feeling sounds a little weird, it feels extremely comfortable to Meng Sansheng.  Because he felt that what grew out of his body could only be good, positive, and positive energy.

    At this moment, the Wenhua array nested in the acupuncture points of the brain suddenly bloomed with a dazzling light.

    He felt that his mind was buzzing with energy, and a ball of spiritual light was running around. All the brain cells were mobilized. Countless light and film clips, countless images and sounds that he was familiar with were running around in his brain like a lantern.  flash.  Li GonglinTiger, Zhang Sengyao's dragon, Li Guang's arrows, Guan Yunchang's sword, Li Yuanba's golden hammer, Yue Fei's iron gun, Huo Yuanjia's fists and kicks, and then there are endless heroes from the fantasy world.  The stories he had heard in his life, the movies and TV shows he had watched, and the games he had played were completely replayed in his mind at this moment.

    ¡°Oh¡ª¡ª¡± He widened his eyes, almost stunned by the sight that flashed through his mind.

    He found that these rich and colorful images, these things he had seen and played with in his life, formed a sufficient and complete material library. He only needed a brush with condensed true energy and mobilized the blessing of the Wenhua Array to paint vividly before his eyes.  come out.

    His upper seal will become unfathomable and unstoppable because of these endlessly changing images.

    He silently recalled the feeling of summoning Li Gonglin's tiger in his heart He vowed to kill this enemy, and he would not hesitate to die together.  The Wenhua Array bloomed dazzlingly in the depths of his soul, and his soul became empty and silent in an instant.  The sound of rustling echoed faintly in his ears, as if a magic pen was flying on the scroll.  He felt the bloodthirsty desire rising, murderous intent filling his chest, and his heart like a tiger.

    "Aww¡ª¡ª" He raised his hands and looked up to the sky, howling. With a bow of his waist, he was about to lie down on the ground and transform into a tiger.  But suddenly he felt his body being lifted by something, and he was lifted out of his seat.  It was thrown into the air with a whoosh.

    "What's wrong?" He raised his hand and looked at his arms, and found that his hands were not covered by the silver tiger skin of the True Essence Tiger.

    "Didn't I turn into a tiger?" Meng Sansheng felt disappointed, "Could it be that after practicing the Wisdom of Reunion, my seal on my head was downgraded?"

    ¡°Ouch¡ª¡ª¡± there was a thunderbolt.  The roar of Kunlun's collapse came from his crotch, which scared him so much that he almost spit out his urine.  He looked down and was shocked to find that he was actually riding a true tiger with silver light patterns on his crotch.

    His True Energy Tiger no longer needs to rely on his own body to appear, but directly jumps out of the scroll of the soul and becomes a mount under his crotch.

    "Is this considered progress or regression?" Meng Sansheng murmured.

    "Roar¡ª¡ª" The angry tiger of true energy suddenly jumped forward, trampled the tables and chairs blocking the road, and suddenly turned right.  Run towards the depths of the corridor.  Its right turn was fierce and sudden, and Meng Sansheng's body was thrown like a bag, and it hit the wall hard, creating a human-shaped reflection.  He spun around and fell to the ground.

    "This is a step back, a step back!" Meng Sansheng lay on the ground, pressing his bloody nose and sighed bitterly.

    ¡°Ouch¡ª¡ª¡± Behind him, Zhenyuan Yinhu, who ran out more than ten steps away, ran back again at some point and put his head on his lower abdomen.  He lifted his whole body up and threw him on his back, and then started running wildly like a man.

    "I'm goingI don't want" The wall in front of him was like countless fly swatters swatting at him one after another. Meng Sansheng was so frightened that he tightened his grip on the white tiger.  Dodging left and right, "I want to go down!"

    "But this true white tiger didn't seem to be tamed by him at all.  He just charged with all his strength, roaring angrily while charging.

    "Thisthisthisis this called riding a tiger with difficulty?" Meng Sansheng was thrown to pieces.  His mind suddenly thought.

    With a loud bang, the True White Tiger suddenly rushed into a wall of colored lights. The scene in front of him changed instantly, from a sci-fi style skill library to a vast wilderness.

    At the end of the plain, a huge humanoid monster, holding a hill-like boulder in its hand, was standing majestically at the end of the horizon.  The setting sun is like blood, spreading on its body, making it look like a hell demon covered in dripping blood.

    ¡°Roar¡ª¡ª¡± There was a hint of pleasure in the tiger¡¯s roar, and its speed accelerated to its fastest speed in an instant.

    "Ah Ang Ah Ang!" Meng Sansheng shouted while jolting, helplessly rushing towards the giant monster.  He felt as if he was on a roller coaster of death, rushing head-on into the blood pool of hell.

    "Wuluru" The troll finally saw them.  He raised the boulder in his hand high above his head and hit Meng Sansheng's head hard.  Meng Sansheng saw its shape at this moment. It was basically the Cyclops in Greek legend.

    The True Essence Tiger was running unconsciously, without even thinking about changing its direction.  It is not afraid of being hit by boulders because its entire body is made of true energy.  However, Meng Sansheng is made of flesh and blood, and if this stone hits him, he will be broken into pieces.

    Now he must take control of the tiger and save himself from the immediate misfortune.

    "Master, this is just the call of the tiger. There are also the summons of Suzaku, Xuanwu and Tianlong, all of which require you to have stronger weapons and cultivation"

    ??"When your skills advance to a higher level, I guess you can still change them as you please."

    Tiedan¡¯s words emerged from the depths of his memory at this critical moment.

    "A stronger weapon and cultivation level?" Meng Sansheng thought, "I already have a stronger cultivation level! Because I have a dependent Prajna. But a stronger weapon"

    He raised his arm and looked at his hands, which were sweating from nervousness.

    "My ability is far from enough!" Meng Sansheng thought of this, and suddenly recalled the picture that had just emerged in his mind, and the images of countless famous ancient generals and legendary figures flashed through his mind again like a revolving lantern.

    "Yes, I can draw anything on my soul scroll. In the past, I only knew how to draw the Four Sacred Beasts. Can't I draw the most heroic heroes in my mind?"

    Meng Sansheng quickly closed his eyes, and the Wenhua Array flashed with lightning in his mind, and his body was immediately put on a suit of silver fish scale armor.

    "You bastard, dodge" He found himself screaming in a very classical tone.

    The tiger under his crotch seemed to feel his thoughts, and changed its direction at the critical moment, giving way to the Cyclops' strange rock attack.

    The mountain-like boulders roared to the ground, making a loud noise. It was as if a nine-magnitude earthquake had occurred on the entire earth, and the ground shook.  In the vast expanse, the white tiger swooped at the right time and jumped high, prompted by Meng Sansheng's thoughts.  Meng Sanshang stretched his arms, and a large silver bow appeared out of nowhere in the palm of his left hand. The green-silver bow string was pulled like a full moon by his right hand.  On the bowstring, a ball of true energy that was as bright as the morning sun twisted and deformed, condensing into a long-feathered arrow.  (To be continued)

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