Chapter 1139 [Rule: Remove Anything that Affects My Cultivation]

Qing He's guess is not unreasonable. In ancient times, she was responsible for organizing believers who believed in the immortal fairy. She had to deal with countless things, big and small, such as promoting the greatness of the immortal fairy to the world, creating statues, leading believers to pray every day, etc.

When she reported her work results to the immortal fairy, she would ignore the small things and only talk about the important ones, saving the adults' time and giving them time to play.

"The Meng family's work report is not well written. The remaining organization names should be noted in small words here." Lu Yang pointed out the shortcomings of the booklet. If it were him, he would definitely not make such a mistake.

In the final analysis, it was the Meng family's attitude that was not good. He, Lu Yang, served the immortal, who was also the founding emperor. As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Of course, he must be respectful to the immortal, and there would be no such flaws in his daily life and work.

"Indeed." Qing He nodded. This is what she did in ancient times. Although she would not report to the adults, she would write down her work experience. If the adults wanted to check the work one day, there would be something to check.

The only problem is that the adults have never risen.

"Okay, since this soul organization has been solved, let's all go back." Lu Yang said. The only use of a small character like Yu Dao Ren is to explain the organization behind him. As for his storage rings and other things, they are all some broken copper and iron. He is too lazy to pick them up when they fall on the ground.

I don't know how long everyone has been away. The heavy rain has made the soil in the cemetery muddy and soft.

A young man struggled to dig the soil and drilled out from the ground, gasping for breath, greedily breathing the hard-won fresh air.

The young man's eyes were fierce, and he stood in the rain with his arms open and laughed crazily: "Second brother, in order to compete for the inheritance left by our father, you actually teamed up with wild cultivators to kill me and bury me alive!"

"I didn't expect it, the only magic I mastered is the turtle breathing technique, and I'm still alive!"

After laughing, the young man was depressed. Although he was still alive, it was difficult for him to get revenge. The second brother had a cultivator as a backer. Although he was a casual cultivator, he was not someone he could provoke at the first level of Qi training.

"What is this?"

The young man noticed an old corpse not far away, with a strange appearance and a string of beads tied around his wrist.

"Is this... a magic weapon?"

The young man noticed the small words engraved on the magic weapon, all of which were spells, as many as 108 kinds.

He tried to inject spiritual power into the beads, but unfortunately he could only activate the spell of elementary fire control, and it was barely activated.

"Maybe after my realm is improved, I can activate more beads... and the storage ring!"

The beads and the storage ring were originally the life objects of Yu Dao Ren, and now that the owner is not here, they can be opened at will.

After seeing the contents of the storage ring, the young man's body trembled uncontrollably.

"The skills, the peerless skills that have been cultivated to the peak of foundation building! And these spirit stones and magic weapons!"

He has never seen so many spirit stones and magic weapons in his life.

All the assets of the foundation building great power are simply opportunities that fell from the sky.

"What kind of powerful enemy did this foundation-building master encounter to end up like this?"

The young man quickly calmed down. The other party killed the Jade Taoist but did not take away the storage ring and beads, which meant that the other party was also seriously injured and could not take these good things away.

"Buddha bless you."

The young man knelt and bowed in all directions, grateful and tearful.

...

"Where is this?" Uncle Wang found himself in a pure white space.

A tall and hazy figure appeared, so tall that Uncle Wang was not even as tall as his finger.

"Good, good, Wang Han, you returned the money and did not keep it for yourself, but donated it to this temple. Saving a life is also a good fate."

Uncle Wang shuddered. What he picked up was actually the legendary money for buying a life. Buddha bless you, Buddha bless you, fortunately he donated the money.

"Do more good deeds in the future, and there will be good results."

"Yes!"

Uncle Wang woke up, his mind was a little confused. Was everything just a dream?

But when he opened his palm, he found the word "good" written on it, and he immediately understood that it was a dream from Buddha.

The soybean temple enshrines the real Buddha!

Uncle Wang didn't care about eating, and hurriedly rode a camel to find the soybean temple, but he came to the location in his memory but found nothing, and he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

At this moment, the voice in the dream sounded in his ears again.

"Wang Han, your fate with this temple is over, don't look for it anymore."

Uncle Wang gave up in despair.

...

Soybean Dynasty, ancestral temple.

Lu Yang dreamed to Uncle Wang, just to tell him to be careful in the future and not to pick up any money.

After solving Uncle Wang's problem, he sat on the lotus platform, spreading his immortal consciousness, feeling the rhyme of heaven and earth, and increasing his understanding of the rules.

In the range of immortal consciousness, he saw Yun Mengmeng and Jin Caiwei set up a big pot to boil syrup to fill the holes in the ancestral temple, and eat other parts of the ancestral temple by the way, that is, they filled the east wall and ate the west wall.

Qing He was writing something secretly by herself. She noticed Lu Yang's immortal consciousness and quickly covered the things she wrote tightly, warning Lu Yang with her eyes not to read.

The two ancestors of Longfeng dug a large space just below the ancestral temple and fought with Qilin Immortal as an imaginary enemy. After discussion, the two of them decided that when they found Qilin Immortal, they must give him a good beating!

"The Immortal-killing Sword Formation that Senior Brother Lu Yang knew actually originated from the sword formation that my husband often kneeled in. He deceived us for so long, he deserves to be beaten!"

"But even if the two of us join forces, I'm afraid we won't be able to hurt my husband. What should we do?" Jiang Lianyi asked worriedly.

Ao Ling smiled casually, and had already come up with a countermeasure: "It doesn't matter. When the time comes, we will lead my husband to the Buddha Kingdom and ask Senior Brother Lu Yang to take action. The three of us will teach my husband a lesson together!"

"Okay, then wait until Senior Brother Lu has mastered the rules thoroughly, and the three of us will practice combined attacks!"

In the spiritual space, the immortal fairy sat cross-legged on the throne, swaying from side to side like a tumbler, and passed on the experience of a veteran: "Mastering the rules depends on inspiration, that is, the snap, you know this feeling, right?"

"Don't you understand? Then I'll repeat it again..."

Lu Yang raised his head and looked at the temple roof that had been bitten several times in despair. Who said that the Buddha Kingdom is a good place? It would be a miracle if he could calm down and practice.

"Fairy, can I use rules for myself?"

"Yes, but I can't use too extreme rules, such as making you ten times stronger, or stabilizing your realm."

"It's OK, I don't allow too exaggerated rules, hereby establish [rule: remove things that affect my cultivation]!"

Lu Yang didn't want to see Yun Mengmeng and others when he was using his immortal consciousness, which would distract his attention.

Lu Yang imposed rules on himself, and unknown changes occurred.

"How can I still see Yun Mengmeng and others?"

Lu Yang wondered, this rule was not set correctly.

Suddenly, he had an inexplicable impulse and said to the immortal fairy seriously: "Fairy, I will be yours from now on!"

"Ah? Really?"

"..."

Lu Yang immediately slapped himself twice to make himself sober, what a broken rule, how did he get rid of his self-esteem?