My Three Realms Lottery System

Chapter 40 Hacked by Hongjun?
Lin Jianguai cared about himself, but he was confused, and he shot randomly, otherwise he would not be seriously injured. Chu Jiangfei's blood was only awakened. Where is he going crazy, if he didn't make a move, naturally he would not trigger the Overlord's blood to fight back.

Lin Jian, who had returned, was healing his injuries while silently observing Chu Jiangfei's condition. In about a day and a night, Lin Jian's injuries recovered seven or eighty eighty-eight, but the Sky-breaking Flying Sword was basically scrapped. Opportunity to re-refined.

And Chu Jiangfei finally completed the awakening of his blood, and slowly regained consciousness.

When he opened his eyes and saw the messy interior, and then saw the huge human-shaped hole in the tempered glass, his face was full of surprise and complacency.

"woke up?"

"Master, what's going on here?"

"Hmph, you still have the guts to ask, you had some problems in your cultivation, but you fought with your teacher."

Lin Jian's face was not red, and his heart was not beating nonsense, he could never tell the truth, your boy has awakened the blood of the overlord, you should give the master a violent beating, otherwise he will not have the face to be a master.

"Ah, I'm sorry, master, I don't feel anything at all. I just feel comfortable all over my body, and my cultivation base has increased dramatically. It seems that I have reached the late stage of consecration."

Lin Jian cursed secretly in his heart: "Isn't it normal for your mother's overlord blood to wake up and break the mirror directly to the late stage of consecration?"

"Would you like to talk about this, let me ask you, is your surname Chu or Xiang?"

Chu Jiangfei's face turned red: "Master, you have a good plan. You know this? My father seems to have mentioned before that his ancestor's surname is Xiang, but his father, that is, my grandfather who has long been gone, ended up in a downturn in life, and later married My father changed his surname to Chu when he came to a big family with the surname of Chu, and it seemed that my grandma’s family was down and out, but my grandma was very kind to my father, so after my father made a fortune from scratch, he didn’t change his surname back.”

Chu Jiangfei had long since given up on Lin Jian. Basically, as long as Lin Jian asked, he would not hide anything.

Lin Jian smiled wryly: "It really is his descendant."

"Master, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, it's useless to tell you now, as your cultivation level increases, you will understand sooner or later."

Chu Jiangfei nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"You want to go back. I plan to clean up here for a few months. If there is nothing else, don't bother me for the time being. There is a method of arranging the spirit-gathering array in Wan Jian Gui Zong Jue. You can arrange one at home and work with Xiao Lan. , Cultivate hard, don't insult my reputation of breaking the sky!"

Chu Jiangfei responded respectfully, got up and left, and was just about to take the elevator when he suddenly remembered that he had already broken through like a consecration, and that he could control objects, so he immediately sacrificed his Sky-Breaking Knife excitedly, jumped on it, and wanted to get out of the elevator. The humanoid flew out of the big hole, but one failed to control it, and another big hole was knocked out in the tempered glass.

"Idiot!" Lin Jian yelled angrily.

Chu Jiangfei smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and said with a puzzled face: "It's strange, it's just a big improvement, how can the body become so tyrannical, how can there be a feeling that you can't die even if you jump from a 20-story building. "

Lin Jian felt a pain in his chest and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He cursed angrily: "Get out of here!!"

Chu Jiangfei chuckled, performed an invisibility technique, and left through the air.

At this point, Lin Jian started a two-month retreat, and he didn't even go to the graduation ceremony. However, Guangxia College is now his property, so what's the use of that paper diploma?
Lin Jian is cultivating in this inconspicuous but extremely hidden place. He plays with the system every day, repairs his Sky-breaking Flying Sword, and meditates in his spare time. It's not a pleasure.

However, the world of outside practitioners has been in turmoil during this period of time. The Tianmo Sect is frequently active, inquiring about the cause of death of the ancestor of the Yin Demon, and the third generation of disciples of Shushan began to go out to find out the cause of death of two sixth-generation disciples and one fourth-generation disciple. They even launched a carpet-like search, trying to find out the murderer who killed a land walker in the Dragon King Hall. At the same time, when there was news that a fairy cave would be born in the snowy Tianshan Mountains, the three generations of disciples in the six holy places also began to walk out. In the Holy Land, casual cultivators from all over the silent China also started to move, and the blood clan who had always regarded China as a forbidden place, the werewolves also began to move into China frequently because of their sacred artifacts.

The world of cultivators, which had been peaceful for a hundred years, seemed to be turbulent. Many of the older generation of cultivators who had lived in seclusion felt their destiny and sighed, foreboding the imminent disaster.

However, Lin Jian, the initiator of the chaos, lived an extremely leisurely life.

Two months later, Lin Jian opened his eyes from the trance, with a smile on his face, and he was in a good mood.

"It's not wasting my two months of painstaking practice. Not only has my realm been stabilized, but I've also gone a step further, breaking the mirror and entering the realm of Dzogchen in the late stage of distraction."

Lin Jian looked at the time and found that it was time to happily grab the red envelopes and sign in, and a trace of spiritual thought penetrated into the Three Realms lottery system.

"In the past two months, my luck seems to be a bit bad. I only got red envelopes twice, and the lucky draws for signing in are basically rubbish."

Lin Jian looked helplessly at the pile of useless or unusable things in the Qiankun bag, and simply clicked one button to recycle them. Together with some things that were obtained by killing people, he planned to sell them to the system at one time. In this way, the corpse will be completely wiped out.

Just at this moment, the system issued a reminder.

The system prompts: "Among the items recovered with one click, there are precious items. The system estimates the value at 200 million merit points. Do you want to recover them with one click?"

"Damn it? That's the black thing that seems to have been obtained from killing the Yin Demon ancestor. Could this thing be the holy thing in the mouths of werewolves and vampires?"

Lin Jian jumped up immediately, his body trembling with excitement, he had already deeply experienced the magical effect of merit points, and now hearing something worth 200 million merit points in his hand, he was about to go crazy with joy, almost laughing wildly up to the sky: "Hahaha, if I give Lao Tzu another 200 million merit points, even in this degenerate era, there is Henan for becoming an immortal?"

"Sure, sure, sell it, sell it, 200 million merit points, haha, wahahahaha, once this thing is sold, it can be regarded as a complete sale, and the group of demons and ghosts in the west will not bother me anymore if they don't have the sacred object in their hands. And I can get a huge amount of merit points."

Lin Jian hesitated and clicked OK directly.

The system prompts: "100 merit points have been received."

"Okay, what? 100? What the fuck, where's Hongjun's bastard, what about the 200 million merit points that Paralysis promised?"

Lin Jian felt like he was going crazy almost instantly, his eyes turned scarlet from being too excited, he knew very well what 200 million merit points meant, even those big-name gods in the heaven would be jealous.

"You idiot, Hongjun is immortal. If you want to give me some merit points, can you give me a B-face? You can even swallow up the merit points of a mortal monk?"

Lin Jian cursed crazily, and a thunderbolt struck out of thin air, splitting Lin Jian's divine sense.

The system prompts: "Sword Immortal Bai Ze, insult Taoist Hongjun, and reward the sky with thunder."

The divine sense was wiped out by Tianlei, and Lin Jian in reality was also traumatized, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)