I sold the system to the saints in the prehistoric times and I lost money.

Haotian was so busy with his crazy growth that he never cared about his image as a god.

His hair was messy, there were a few dark streaks of gray on his face, and his breath was fluctuating.

He was obviously very angry.

Tongtian looked at the amplifier curiously, and he couldn't believe the amplification level that was rising and falling.

This trip to Good Fortune Mall always gave him an unreal feeling, like a dream.

First, there was the terrifying aura on the other side, and then there was Haotian's groveling attitude.

This made him stupid. In the end, he had to bow his head when he saw the opponent's terrifying strength and saint's cultivation.

With the mentality of giving it a try, he spent one million merits, and found a heaven-defying opportunity, and produced the legendary Hongmeng Avenue-level magic weapon, the Clear Sky Hammer that perfectly suited his way of killing.

It was accompanied by many magical powers, and recalling this scene made him feel as if he was in a dreamland.

Deep inside, an extremely unreal feeling arose.

Especially seeing Haotian's crazy growth at this time, I can't help but sigh that the world of chaos is really full of wonders.

They were still too remote and too small in their prehistoric times.

Compared with the vast chaos, it really pales into insignificance.

Have you ever seen an amplification machine that can promote a magic weapon?

At this time, he saw with his own eyes that Haotian was doing it himself, and he went crazy over it.

So far, he is still enjoying his promotion to become a demon, not caring at all about the merit points leaking out like flowing water.

Seeing the rapid depletion of merit, Tongtian felt extremely envious.

He had already expected Haotian's mood and desperate look.

No one can persuade the people above.

Other than waiting until the other party has fulfilled his wish, or has an epiphany after losing all his money, others will not be able to help him at all.

Instead of waiting for Haotian to succeed in increasing his growth, or waiting for him to go bankrupt, why don't we have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

So Lin Chen set his sights on Tongtian, who still had a total of nine million merits.

He has only exploited less than 3 million merits from two wealthy people. How can he upgrade?

How do you get the sales commission?

Whether it was for his own performance or for the sake of the other party, Lin Chen couldn't let the other party go so easily.

"Fellow Taoist Tongtian, there is nothing in my golden epic jar. You are the incarnation of the great god Pangu. Your three pure beings are born with the luck of heaven and earth. Naturally, there is nothing to say about luck."

"Instead of sitting idle, why not open a few jars and try it?"

Tongtian, who was watching the show on the side, also had his own plans in mind. Although he felt a little pain in his heart, thinking about the gift from Haotian at this time, he no longer had any scruples in his heart.

Anyway, it’s a windfall, so if you keep it, why not open the can?

What if it’s shipped? Wouldn’t that make a lot of money?

He also said that he was originally born from the fate of the ancient times. This made him proud and at the same time gave him a superior mentality.

He reaches the sky, has deep blessings, can open jars? Isn’t it enough just to have hands?

"Senior, please give me another epic jar."

Tongtian made up his mind to open another one to try, feeling extremely contemptuous of Haotian's can-opening heart.

How can you speculate on something that can be called creation?

It's really ridiculous. How about taking advantage of someone's unpreparedness and taking advantage of the opportunity to smash the can before they react?

How can you calculate opportunities? Only with a sincere heart and a high sense of reverence can we be favored by the opportunity.

As a breeze blew over his body, Tongtian felt a shiver all over his body, but he felt nothing else.

After a while of checking, I found that my merits had quietly decreased by one million, no more, no less, one million.

With such unpredictable methods, even Dao Ancestor cannot take away other people's merits so easily, right?

This is the merit of heaven, granted by heaven, and attributed to heaven, and the other party just raised his hand and took it away?

At this moment, Lin Chen's status in Tongtian's heart has far surpassed that of Dao Ancestor, and his attitude has become more respectful.

The jar with golden light was floating quietly in front of him, and the golden glow was extremely attractive.

Tongtian took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and returned to the state when he opened the can for the first time, with his eyes clasped in a fist and saluted reverently.

"Thank you, senior!"

No longer hesitating, he wrapped the jar with magic power and shattered it with a slight force.

A faint golden light rose into the sky, without any powerful aura leaking out, which surprised Tongtian.

Looking at the knife-like weapon inside, I was also stunned.

"Am I greedy?"

"Is it because my attitude is not pious enough?"

"Senior, what kind of weapon is this?"

“Why does it feel like it’s about to be broken?”

Lin Chen looked over after hearing this, thinking that he had made a profit this time, but he didn't get anything good.

"Fellow Taoist Tongtian, have you exhausted all your luck?"

When Tongtian heard this, he also had an expression that was hesitant to speak, and there was a burst of curse in his heart.

"I am a majestic saint, one of the three pure beings transformed by the great god Pangu, and you actually told me that my luck has been exhausted?"

But I can only complain in my heart, and I am absolutely unwilling to complain.

"It seems I'm too greedy, so I'll teach you a lesson."

Tongtian took out his weapon and looked up and down.

The knife was covered in rust, and the blade was full of cracks. It could be broken down with just a little force, so he had to be careful when holding it.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be like this. Just treat this time as a cushion for the next shipment."

"I believe that with this katana at the bottom, something good will come out next time."

Lin Chen saw that the other party was thinking of giving up, how could this be possible? Naturally, he spoke to encourage him.

Open the can, it's a matter of probability.

I am not afraid that you will get ahead, or that you will have no merit, but I am afraid that you will become disheartened, lose the joy of opening cans, and lose your yearning for beautiful opportunities.

Therefore, Lin Chen felt that it was inevitable to give confused people some chicken soup for the soul and some appropriate encouragement.

"Really?"

"Is the lack of shipment this time a way to pave the way for good shipments next time?"

Tongtian was a little hesitant. Looking at his aunt's smiling Lin Chen, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

It was as if he had been plotted by the other party, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible.

For someone as powerful as the other party to be able to store Hongmeng Dao-level magic in a pocket jar so that thousands of living beings can obtain it for a fee, this is simply a loss-making business.

With only 1 million merits, you can exchange for a capital that may rise against the sky and compete with Dao Ancestor. After all, it is the person who opened the pot who made the profit.

It's not like the mysterious and powerful man in the chaos is just coveting you for a million merits, right?

The other party may have really seen the creatures of the three realms in the prehistoric times. Under the rule of Taozu, life was miserable, so he used the excuse of payment to give the three realms a chance to make a comeback.

At least this is what Tongtian and Haotian think.

There is no need for you to hide in front of such a strong person.

If someone wants to kill you, they only need to move their fingers. It's that simple. There is no need to spend a lot of effort, and there is no need to count your merits.

"Haha, what the senior said is absolutely true. I almost fell into self-doubt again."

After receiving Lin Chen's approval, Tongtian simply let go of his temper and laughed broadly.

"Laugh, laugh hard, you will cry later."

"Senior, please give me another one!"

With a crashing sound, golden light pillars rose into the sky.

But lying in the pillar of light was actually a dark fruit.

Tongtian is a little unbelievable. After finishing last last time, why did he open such a thing this time?

It's of no use to me. I'm not a chaotic creature.

That's right, what bloomed this time was the Chaos Divine Fruit, which is the wild strawberry growing on the trees in the dark jungle deep in the depths of Chaos.

For Haotian, it is a great tonic, but for the prehistoric saint Tongtian, it is useless.

The only purpose is to please Tao Ancestor, or to exchange with Haotian.

"Senior! Give me another one!"

"Senior, one more!"

"Senior, if you give me the last one, I won't believe it. With so many at the bottom, there can still be wild strawberries like this."

Before he knew it, Tongtian was completely over the top.

Seeing the aunt's smile on Lin Chen's face, the last trace of reason in his heart was suppressed.

He always feels that Hongmeng Avenue level magic weapon will be released next time. After all, with so many jars at the bottom, shipment is inevitable.

Opening the can again and again and being disappointed again and again made him feel more and more unwilling.

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist Tongtian, you have no merit."

Hearing this, Tongtian's body trembled slightly. How many times did the nine million merits disappear like this?

"Haotian! Please lend me some merit to my senior brother."

In desperation, he could only turn his head and look at Haotian who was increasing.

But at this time, Haotian was not as high-spirited as before, but had a look of decadence.

"Senior brother, stop talking. All my merits have been used to increase my power, and I don't have any merit left in me."

Good guy, Haotian only cares about the increase of Kuang Kuang and doesn't pay any attention to the loss of merit.

When the amplification machine stopped moving, it was discovered that more than 10 million of his merits had all been used for amplification.

What makes people sad is that his innate spiritual treasure Sealing Seal is still only at +3 level.

There is still a long way to go before being promoted to a mid-level innate spiritual treasure.

"What? Are you bankrupt too?"

Tongtian looked at Haotian as if he were a prodigal. He smashed all his belongings for the sake of a middle-grade innate spiritual treasure?

Not fucking successful yet, totally broke?