As a fallen master of the Republic of China, there is a Taoist priest named Ninth Uncle

Chapter 302 Rich Man, Beggar, and a Bun!!

The Zagrama tribe, where the partridge whistle is located, is unfortunate, their ancestors suffered from the curse of the Ghost Cave Clan, and after the death of the Elite Queen, this curse has not been lifted, and it has been passed down from generation to generation.

People who suffer from this cruel curse, as they age, the red blood cells in the blood in the body gradually decrease, resulting in the gradual decay of the body, and finally the blood will turn golden.

Because of the curse, the Zagrama rarely live past the age of 40.

And to lift the curse, only dew beads can be used.

Now, all the hope of the partridge whistle is in the neon dust beads, and in order to dew the dust beads, all the junior brothers and sisters have been put in.

“If I get this Corpse Solution, I will be able to successfully dissolve the corpse, become a Corpse Solving Immortal, and live forever!”

This thought spread through everyone’s minds like a nightmare.

The atmosphere slowly became tense, guarding each other, wary of opponents, and it seemed that the greatest life and death fight might break out at a straight time.

Everyone can see that there are many people who want to grab this corpse pill of Kaijian.

A corpse pill, but there are so many people who want it.

Even if Chen Yulou is removed, the 890 bandits led by the partridge sentry are still close to the Bish.

After a moment of silence, the most respected Pure Yang Daoist laughed dryly, “There is only one Corpse Pill, how should it be distributed?” ”

Ji Chunhua took a step back and first expressed his attitude: “Let me declare first, the reason why I went to the tomb was not for the so-called corpse solution pill, but to deal with the thousand-year zombie king, how you want to distribute it, don’t consider me.” ”

His disciples still hesitated because of this.

“Wind! Rain! Electricity! ”

Ji Chunhua spoke calmly again, but with a bit of awe: “The Corpse Liberation Pill is separated from Meng Ge’s body, and it must be inherited within half a month, and for the next five hundred years, it will be in a state of immortality and immortality.” ”

“Master, I’ll understand it later!”

Ji Chunhua’s meaning is very clear, you are only in your twenties, and the price of getting the corpse solution pill is to fall into a state of immortality within half a month.

If successful.

Resurrected five hundred years later, he lived forever.

In case of failure.

It is equivalent to giving up loved ones, masters, brothers, friends, and only living in their twenties.

Is it really worth it?

This is a matter of trade-offs.

Being able to inherit the corpse solution pill does not mean that the corpse solution can be absolutely successful.

After Ji Chunhua and his disciples gave up, only fifty of the seventy remained.

Shi Jian put the corpse solution pill into Meng Ge’s mouth and smiled indifferently: “With my cultivation, I haven’t even lived half of this life, I live a little longer, and there are still a hundred years to live, moreover, this trip to the tomb, I am not without other gains.” ”

The implication was that he was not willing to gamble on this possibility for the rest of his life for a hundred years.

Moreover, the possibility of him breaking through the refining god and returning to the void has greatly increased, and if he breaks through, the Shouyuan will increase again.

That is, his bet is not more than a hundred years, maybe two or three hundred years.

With such a big bet and everything else to gamble on the possibility of immortality.

“Hehe, how I choose with Senior Brother, I will choose.”

He Xinzhi hid the greed in his eyes and gave up with difficulty.

With the five immortal sons in their hands, the possibility of them breaking through the refining god and returning to the void has greatly increased, so why bet on that possibility.

If this trip did not get the five immortal sons, He Xinzhi would definitely join the ranks of the competition.

Thinking of the five immortal sons in the House of Elysium, he firmed up his choice.

A thousand birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in hand.

“I feel like I know what to choose with my eyes closed.”

Gu Zhou shrugged.

If Shi Jian, Ji Chunhua, and He Xinzhi still need difficult trade-offs, to Gu Zhou, there is no need to make trade-offs at all, and in his eyes, shit is not.

Five hundred years of immortality, to bet on an immortal question?

Why should he gamble?

Isn’t it fragrant to earn the essence honestly?

Maoshan and his group are the biggest threat in the eyes of everyone, Shi Jian and He Xinzhi’s two Maoshan Four Truths, as well as Gu Zhou, a powerful existence that bursts the Nine Babies Giant with one move, united, and the threat is terrifying.

In terms of numbers, it is also the largest among the various forces.

The most important thing is to come to the core area of the tomb, almost all the forces have lost half of each side, and the Maoshan side has almost no loss of manpower.

In fact, what they didn’t know was that Maoshan and the others were not killed or injured, and the missing Lei and a few named disciples just returned the same way.

Yue Rou suddenly spoke, “Shi Zhenren, don’t blame me for talking too much, who can guarantee that you will really give up the Corpse Solution?” What if it is to retreat and wait for work? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Shi Jian, Gu Zhou and the others again.

Obviously, she is not alone in this way.

But she spoke out on behalf of her.

Among cultivators, it is more common for cultivators to kill each other, stab each other in the back, and calculate with each other to rob cultivation resources.

In case the people of Maoshan gave up the Corpse Pill on the surface, in fact, they would almost suddenly kill each other when they were fighting for it.

“Ridiculous! Amusing! Ridiculous! ”

Gu Zhou snorted coldly: “Yue Rou, do you know what your words are like?” ”

He said ridiculously, but there was no smile in his expression.

Yue Rou squinted her eyes slightly, displeased in her heart, and said coldly: “Like what.” ”

Gu Zhou’s eyes lowered, and said indifferently: “Like a beggar fighting for the steamed bun on the ground, a rich man passed by, casually glanced at it, and then looked at the beggars shooting steamed buns curiously, one of the beggars looked at the rich man vigilantly, and said to the rich man, did you come here with other intentions, did you want to shoot this steamed bun!” ”

“In the eyes of beggars, this steamed bun is too precious, related to whether he can live, but in the eyes of the rich, this steamed bun made of coarse grain is not qualified to appear on his table.”

“Arrogant! Gu Zhou, you are just a junior…”

Yue Rou shouted sharply.

“Huh?”

Gu Zhou’s gaze seemed to condense into substance, calm with cold silence.

A domineering momentum pervaded, filling the entire attic with a strong aura.

“For the rich, the steamed bun is not worth a sun, but the words of the beggar make the rich unhappy, perhaps, he can kick the beggar away, and then…”

Yue Rou’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he only felt that Gu Zhou’s figure was rapidly expanding, and in an instant, he filled all his field of vision, becoming the only one in his field of vision.

Himself at his feet, as small as an ant.

She was shocked: “Gu Zhou’s strength is actually strong to this point? ”

Gu Zhou stood with his hands in his hands, looked down at Yue Rou condescendingly, and said indifferently: “Snatch the steamed bun in your hand, throw it into the smelly gutter, or smash it with one foot!” ”