Fantasy World Transmigration - 911. Chapter 911

Seeing Chi Le hurriedly walking, one or two of the people onlookers around had a fierce light flashing in their eyes, quietly retreating from the crowd, and the silent Wang Chi Le chased in the direction where he left, and quickly disappeared in Chen Ang’s eyes. .

Although they acted carefully, they were not unseen. After the two men chased, it caused a small commotion in the crowd. The few nobles who had bid before gave orders to the guards beside them. A few words, in a while, more people left.

When Chen Ang’s changed Old Qin person saw this, he quickly said, “Don’t worry about the few customers. Find someone destined!”

An aristocrat of Yiqu country flashed his eyes and suddenly said loudly: “You Qin people speak so irrationally, what is a predestined person? Since you sell treasures in our country of Yiqu, can’t I wait for the nobles of Yiqu, but can’t buy you? Isn’t this treasure? How can the slaves and untouchables in this city be worthy of these treasures? How can those strange people from outside, take away the treasures from my righteous country? If you don’t give me an explanation, you really are us Is the nobleman Yiqu easy to deceive?”

Chen Ang glanced at him and asked with a smile: “Oh? Why did this nobleman talk about it? Could it be that the precious species of Quangao Bu is not worthy of my treasure?”

The noble’s eyes sank, and he coldly snorted, “Have I ever said such a thing? You Qin people, don’t slander me!”

Chen Ang calmly said: “The destined person just now is Prince Chile, the sixth son of King Yiqu. I don’t think you are convinced of the fate of the treasure scripture. But because of my low status, shouldn’t I be the treasure scripture? ”

The aristocrat who questioned him happened to belong to the Yiqu royal family. Hearing Chen Ang’s rhetorical question, how dare he admit that he had offended his backer like this? Although he had also heard about Prince Chile’s loss of power, those places were big Nobles, you can not be ashamed of a down-and-out prince. In fact, a powerful local nobleman is not even afraid of King Yiqu, but he is a court nobleman who lives in the capital, but he dare not do such a thing that is ridiculous.

Immediately retorted: “The prince has noble blood and is naturally worthy of that treasure!”

Chen Ang said indifferently: “Then is he a non-discriminatory person who would take away that treasure from Yiqu Kingdom?”

The nobleman was sweating profusely, and said sternly: “Of course the prince is not a man who is not inconsistent. You can ask what the treasure behind is and why do you ask so much?”

Chen Ang was reprimanded by him and was not annoyed. He just smiled and said: “This second treasure, called the retribution of the world, is made by the gods and Buddhas in the sky. Reported, there was a slave who saw that the ant den was overthrown in the heavy rain. He made a bamboo bridge to save him. In the next life, he was reincarnated as a prince in a Western country. He became a prince at the age of 20 and died at the age of 160. It is the goodness of one thought, which saves thousands of lives and lives.”

Chen Ang’s tongue is full of lotus flowers, and he has told several stories about the strange things that happened in the western Lingshan jurisdiction. In the market, the poor people, the slaves and the poor are gradually surrounded, even some elderly aristocrats. Surprisingly, Chen Ang also talked about the story of two high-powered people who acted nonchalantly and realized their retribution when they were old. He also emphasized that those slaves and poor people who had been deceived by them will be reincarnated as them in the next life. Relatives, toss their plot.

These are all drawn from the reincarnation of hundreds of domestic reincarnations in Tianzhu under the jurisdiction of the West Tianling Mountain.

It’s just that those young and powerful nobles were impatient to hear. After bearing with him for a while, they couldn’t help but interrupt: “Qin, we’ve heard you words a long time ago. I said it once in, and it was better than what you said, and then there was an old man from the west who was looking for someone in the city every day to tell these stories. We were impatient to hear it.”

“Then the second treasure, what is the function? Don’t hang your appetite!”

Chen Ang laughed and said: “This second treasure is that the gods and Buddhas see those who accumulate virtue in this life, so that they can receive blessings in the next life, so that all beings are not retributable, want to do evil, suffer after death, and suffer in the next life. What a pity to teach and punish! If you cultivate virtue and accumulate goodness, you can see retribution immediately, presumably all beings in this world will be devoted to the Buddha and actively cultivate virtue and do good.”

“In this way, the gods and Buddhas will save all sentient beings, so that this world will be a pure land, and you will be free from the sea of suffering, and you don’t have to be reborn in the world of bliss!”

Hearing what he said, the slaves and poor people couldn’t help being greatly shocked. Even the old nobles were also a little shocked. They asked in a daze, “Qin, is the current newspaper as magical as you said?”

“Of course!” Chen Ang ignored the restlessness of the strange bird on his shoulders, and said calmly: “This baby can make you live in the future, cash in in this life, prolong your life and add blessings, and make everything go well, as long as you have enough blessings, Then omnipotent.”

Chen Ang looked at those people’s suspicions, and smiled even more: “This treasure is not just one person. As long as you fulfill the great aspiration of the gods and Buddhas, it is predestined. It is a treasure for everyone. If you are unlucky, you may as well follow I read the last sentence…Nan Wubo Xun Mo Dharma Freedom King Buddha.”

As soon as his voice fell, there was an old dog Rong noble who was almost unable to walk, his hands almost eagerly clasped together: “Nan Wubo Xun Mo, the King of Dharma Freedom!”

As if an illusion, an infinite and majestic voice sounded in the old nobleman’s mind: “At the end of the Dharma, there will be my Buddha, saving all living beings, and repaying in this world! Om…well…well…b…mi…hum, is the merit retribution system activated?”

“What sound is this?” The old nobleman was shocked and exclaimed in horror.

“Do you want to activate the merit retribution system?” The voice didn’t mean to explain at all, and repeated indifferently.

The old nobleman of Yiqu was the uncle of Chief Penglu. His name was Yijizi. He was very prestigious in the tribe. If he hadn’t been so, he would not have survived this age. But even so, he felt that he would be bound to the generals day by day. So, even the shaman of the tribe can’t survive his life! The great horror between life and death, which made him believe in ghosts and gods day by day, was one of the pillars supporting the nobles of the wizarding school.

Yijizi was a little excited, and said with a slight trembling, “Yes…start!”

The people around couldn’t hear the voice, and saw Yizhizi’s state of failure. They were shocked and suspicious, but they saw that Yizhizi suddenly widened his eyes and his body trembled like a sieve, making the Yiqu nobles annoyed and said, “This Qin man What kind of conspiracy has killed the old man!”

“No, no!” Yijizi tremblingly waved his hand to stop the impulsive nobles, staring at the void in front of him, almost reluctant to move his eyes, panting, as if he was about to pass his breath, his opponent said: “I’m fine, you must not embarrass this gentleman of Qin State!”

Yijizi looked at the four options on the light screen in front of him, such as’goodness’, sins, blessings, and karma. Among them, the merits are two small golden letters, followed by the number 238, and the sins are two blood red. In the small print of, the number behind is 157286. Although Yijizi has not learned that strange character, it does not prevent him from easily understanding the meaning of the text.

He unskilledly clicked on an option with his mind. Out of instinctive fear of the blood-red’karma’, he first clicked the option of’Fubao’, and only saw’Yang Shou, Yin De, Guan Lu, and Fu’. “Qiyun” Treasure” cultivation, “Properties”, “Wish” and other major items.

There are many small items under the big item, for example, under the Yin Virtue-Destiny, Reincarnation, Hell Tribulation, Reincarnation Election, etc., and there are also peach blossom luck, wealth luck, good luck luck, time luck, etc. Future generations and so on.

But Yijizi almost couldn’t wait to open the Yangshou item. The Yangshou option is unexpectedly simple, and there is only one option for life extension-one year of Yangshou (100 merits).

Without hesitation, Yizhizi chose the option of the year of longevity. His merit value instantly disappeared from 100, leaving only the number 138. It was almost at the moment when the merit value was beating, Yizhizi felt a little bit. The heat radiated to the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and in the midst of it, the feeling of life hanging by a thread slowly faded!

Yijizi opened his eyes, but saw everyone looking at him in shock.

He stretched out his hands and saw that the skinny and big hands had a trace of flesh and blood, and there was a burst of energy gushing out of the burnt-out body.

The slave next to him tremblingly said, “Big…sir, your hair!”

Yijizi grabbed a handful of hair. It was no longer withered and dead white, but silver-white with a gleam of light. What he couldn’t see was that his hair roots were miraculously black. Ijizi laughed like crazy, and shouted, “Yang Shou! It can really increase Yang Shou!”

After that, he was shocked, ignoring the nobles who asked him anxiously, and went to Yangshou again, but this time the option for Yangshou for that year turned gray, and the number (1000) at the back seemed to laugh at him. Same.

Yizhizi rushed towards Chen Ang frantically and screamed: “Where is my Yangshou? What about my merits? Why has it suddenly increased! Why?”

The old Qin man looked at him with a weird face, and sneered: “Do you think that with one hundred merits a year, you can live forever! People have a limit, and after that limit one year, the merits required will be ten times higher. , Otherwise you still want to live to the end of the world? Ten years or eight years is enough!”

“Furthermore, this retribution in this world is not only blessings. You have to settle your merits and sins in this life. You say it is a gratuitous gift from gods and Buddhas!”

As soon as the words fell, there was a blood-red “Karma” flashing on the light screen in front of Yizhizi. When Yizhizi clicked on it, he saw that there was only one option in the Karma-the First Swordsman. Jie (100 sins).

Among the options, there is only one countdown-00:14:14, and the last number is still getting smaller.

The option of redemption (200 merits) at the back is grayed out.

Yizhizi’s instinctive feeling was not good. He looked at his sin of 157,286, his body trembled slightly, and his voice asked dryly, “Junior Qin, what does this mean?”

Chen Ang glanced at him and said with a smile: “Your blessings in the next life can be enjoyed in this world, and the sins that you have to pay after death will naturally also be paid in this world. However, at the end of Poxun, the Buddha is compassionate and allows you to repent of the past. , The opportunity to change the past, so all the sins are paid in installments, one period is a catastrophe.”

“What kind of robbery are you?”

Yijizi replied tremblingly: “I was robbed by swords and soldiers!”

“As I expected, the first calamity is generally only a hundred sins calamity, and the retribution is the lightest. It is only a small calamity such as the swordsman, the five elements, the tongue, and the right and wrong. After half a moment, you must respond to the robbery. Be cautious and not difficult. However, one calamity will result in a long calamity, and the next calamity will be the calamity of two hundred sins. At that time, it was the calamity of the swordsman and the danger of death!”

“There are still calamities behind, such as thunder, wind, and luck, ten deaths and no life.”

“Even if you are lucky enough to survive those calamities, when the sins of tens of thousands of calamities come, you will suffer from hell, Rakshasa, Shura, heaven, and calamity. At that time, the soul suffers, and you can’t survive and die!”

Hearing this, Yijizi burst into death, grabbed Chen Ang’s thigh and said, “The gentleman, help me!”

Seeing his tragic situation, several other aristocrats retreated in horror, but Chen Ang sneered at them: “Do you think you can escape? His sins have a chance to be repaid, if you wait until you die. Liquidation, in the eighteen layers of hell, is it more than half a point better than this world report?”

“Then the world report, hell robbery. It is the ghost chasing and dragging the body into hell together.”

“If you don’t want to repent, that will be your end after death!”

Looking at Yijizi who collapsed on the ground, Chen Ang said indifferently: “You can avoid the calamity after a while. The more severe the calamity behind, the longer the attack time. I will calculate it, and you will avoid it. This time, it is estimated that there will be six hours to accumulate merits, repay sins, and eliminate calamities.”

“But you have to think about it. The merits to repay the sins must be doubled. If you have the same merit, or even less merits, you may be able to survive the calamity. The mystery of this, you have to think carefully.”

There was still time for Yijizi to think about it. He was reminded by Chen Ang and quickly spent a hundred merits to buy half a moment of luck, and then watched the countdown to zero. Yijizi’s tense palms sweated, and as a result, a few breaths passed, and nothing happened.

Someone from the nobleman nearby smiled and said, “Ijichi, you are really as timid as a mouse…”

Just halfway through, there was a spear that shot like lightning. Yijizi was blessed to the soul, slipped on his feet, and escaped the life-threatening spear. He was only scratched on his shoulder, but the one who laughed at him was caught by the spear. Passing through the mouth, the tip of the spear penetrated from the back of the head, obviously dead.

Where the spear came from, there was still a lifelong sneer: “What you gave me, I will return you as it is!”

It was the voice of Chi Le who had just escaped!

Yijizi sweated like syrup and soaked his whole body. After watching the’karma report’, the countdown after the second catastrophe (200 sins) was reset to 11:59:12. Yijizi breathed a sigh of relief, still clutching Chen Ang’s legs and feet tightly and saying, “Mr., help me!”