Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 4685: Three options

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"Your performance really exceeded my expectations." Guo Shuang said, with a trace of appreciation in her eyes.

She already knows that in the simulation battle, Ling Han did not choose the emperor or the saint as a vehicle, but directly mimicked herself.

It takes courage to fight the incarnation of the emperor with one's own strength.

Of course, Kulai is not without such people, but it turns out that these people are overconfident, and they will end in defeat.

So, like Ling Han, it is very rare to have both great self-confidence and strong martial talent.

Ling Han smiled: "But I am destined to become the emperor."

These words are too floating, Guo Shuang couldn't help but smile, how could this young man know that now this era is ushering in a flourishing age of all flowers, the ancient emperors were born at this time, and more are Ling Han Tree and other super-evil newcomers.

If you want to become an emperor in this era, Luck is more important.

If the person in front of him, his talent is not strong first, but his cultivation practice is too slow, Luck is not on his side.

"In order to reward you, I can give you three choices, you choose one." Guo Shuang said, "First, I pass on your six-character Ming Wang curse!"

Bang, Ling Han ’s heart throbbed, he wanted to learn.

This is the spiritual art of imperialism. Although he only learned a word of "o", the power is really extraordinary.

If you can learn together ... then it will be cool.

But he didn't answer immediately, he was very suffocated.

What are the two remaining options?

"Second, I can send you into the pool of sentient beings to practice for three days." Guo Shuang continued.

"This pool of sentient beings is not comparable to those you entered before, but it is a real sentient pool built by the Buddha himself."

"Entering it to wash and quench the body will allow you to be reborn."

"Although your combat talent is extraordinary, your qualifications are still a little bit worse. If you pass the sentient pool, you can make up for this weakness."

In a flash, Ling Han's heart bloomed.

Sentient Pool!

He finally waited.

"However, the second option will not make your cultivation behavior change significantly, but only lays the foundation for you, and the benefits will only be realized in the future." Guo Shuang added.

Ling Han nodded, he was still very suffocated and didn't speak, although this didn't need to be considered at all.

"Third, I can preach your Kaye Doruo Scripture, this is an Sage Rank practice, and by doing this, your entry will be amazingly fast." Guo Shuang said again.

Three choices, emperor art directly enhances the combat power, and the six-character Mingwang mantra can also see clearly, suppressing the devil, not only a common emperor art, if the sentient pool, reborn, and the magic , It was to put wings for Xiuwei's promotion.

If you let others choose, it will definitely be difficult.

Each one has a great effect on yourself, how to choose?

Ling Han didn't need to hesitate at all. He just pondered a little and said: "I choose the second one."

Guo Shuang nodded appreciatively: "Emperor Technique and Sage Rank exercises will all have a chance to be regained in the future. However, if you refine your physique, it will be a day earlier, because once the foundation of the foundation is missed, it will be later It is difficult to make up for it, and the cost is much higher. "

"I give you three choices, which is also a test for you. You have passed it again."

Uh, is this a mistake?

If Ling Han did n’t want to ignite the holy fire, then he would choose the six-character Ming Wang curse, because he was already invincible, and the quenching effect of the sentient pool must have no effect on him, and the Sage Rank practice ... Is n’t it a joke?

He has the power to sweep ninety-nine saints himself, and needs Sage Rank exercises?

"You bath and fast for three days, I will let someone take you to the sentient pool." Guo Shuang said, and then turned away.

Ling Han affirmed that this must be a disciple of Ahan Buddha, otherwise, even if she is a saint, how can she have such great power and be arbitrarily?

I heard that the Buddhism also has a disciple of an emperor called Shi Gang. This should be the earliest Buddha.

Ling Hanjing sat down and calmed down.

He can finally enter the pool of sentient beings.

Holy, it is finally near.

A little excited.

He really bathed and fasted, and the foreplay was so full, how could he fall on the last link?

Three days later, a little Sami came over and took him to the sentient pool.

These are all around, and finally came to a huge temple. Then, Xiao Shami left and replaced him with an old monk.

This old monk ... is a saint!

Although his breath is not obvious, he still bears his back and looks like an old dragon, but only a hint of breath that occasionally flows out is terrifying.

This is a nine-star saint.

Ling Han said in his heart, maybe it was only a slight difference from the Emperor Zhuan.

But do n’t look at it just like that, ninety-nine saints ca n’t touch it for life.

—— Besides, how many people have been able to reach the nine-star saints throughout the ages?

The old monk took Ling Han for a few steps and immediately gasped for breath.

"Elderly, please take a rest first." Ling Han said, but in her heart, she was vomiting, what a tiring you are as a nine-star saint.

The old monk nodded at him, sitting on the floor, and then said: "This year, there are not many young people like you who are patient."

Ling Han smiled: "Respecting the elderly and loving the young, this is a traditional virtue."

The old monk nodded and closed his eyes to rest.

Ten minutes, half an hour, three hours!

The old monk seemed to turn into a stone, but he never opened his eyes again.

Ling Han didn't urge him, he also sat aside and waited quietly.

After seven days, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Ouch, Lao Qun fell asleep accidentally."

"Anyway." Ling Han smiled, his face calm and without impatience.

This is obviously another test.

Alas, the folks of Buddhism are really careful, not happy at all.

The old monk stood up and moved forward again, but he did not take a few steps, he gasped again. This time, he did n’t wait for Ling Han to speak, so he immediately sat down again and continued to close his eyes and rest.

Ling Han smiled, and sat with the other party, but still did not mean to urge.

This, again and again, the old monk sits and rests, and the time is uncertain, sometimes only three minutes, sometimes half a month, but no matter how the old monk can sit still, Ling Han never hurried.

That's it, half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

The old monk finally smiled and said, "Young man, you are very good."

Ling Han also smiled, but whispered in her heart, if not for the pool of sentient beings, would you have been killed long ago, okay?

The old monk did not rest anymore. He brought Ling Han to a Buddha statue, and then stretched out his hand. The Buddha immediately turned around and showed a secret passage.