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

At Nantianmen, people gathered, some wanted to increase their income, and some came to inquire about information.

Moreover, there was a steady stream of people rushing over, and in less than an hour, tens of thousands of people had gathered.

These are all merits. Haotian's eyes are shining with golden light. These people are his capital for opening cans.

As long as everyone increases the amplifier, he can not only charge the handling fee, but also the final share of the amplifier, and Haotian will make a lot of money.

He even set up a stone tablet in front of the amplifier in a humane manner, "Promotion is risky, so be careful when increasing the amount."

Although this can scare away many timid people, if Haotian wants to make the amplifier unique to Heaven, he must jump out and stand on a fair and just standpoint.

Only in this way will more people come to increase their efforts and become more willing.

By spreading the word like this to ten and hundreds, wouldn't it build up Haotian's reputation as fair and impartial? When the time comes, aren't those great powers rushing to increase their power?

What is a mere meritorious treasure? A mere innate spiritual treasure is not enough. What he really cares about is a saint.

There is only one saint and the Chaos Spiritual Treasure is his Haotian goal.

Chaos Spiritual Treasure, if increased once, requires a million merits. Saints are never short of merits, especially the two sages of the West.

They are so extravagant that they condense their merits into a pool of merit and create a golden lotus of merit. You can imagine how rich they are.

Of course, except for Tongtian, his merits are frozen by heaven, but as long as they are unfrozen, it will be a huge amount of merit.

After all, he has accumulated a whole calamity of merit. No one except Tongtian and Tiandao knows how much.

But these little shrimps in front of him are not Haotian's target at all.

"Lao Huo, can you do it? This is your second time hitting the middle level."

"Yeah, if it really doesn't work, just forget it, so as not to end up with the magic weapon being damaged."

"That's right, Mr. Xing, don't end up saying nothing and wasting your merits."

Lord Huo Dexing listened to the persuasive voices around him, and even Taibai advised him to be patient.

"Should we continue or should we just endure it?"

Mr. Huo Dexing frowned and was already covered with beads of sweat. It was obvious that he was extremely torn about whether to continue or not.

If the bet is right, then he will have a middle-grade meritorious treasure.

If it fails, the level of the magic weapon will return to zero.

What's more important is that the magic weapon was completely destroyed. This was his only spiritual treasure of merit and virtue, and it was also his strongest magic weapon.

"Forget it! Be careful, it's already +5. Give me a thousand years to refine it, and you can also be promoted to a middle-grade meritorious spiritual treasure."

Mr. Huo Dexing comforted himself like this and felt much better instantly.

He didn't dare to gamble. If he failed, he would have nothing.

"Haha, I am a person who mainly listens to advice."

Lord Huo Dexing's frown gradually relaxed, and he spread his hands very relaxedly.

"Since everyone has advised me not to be impulsive, I will listen to you and be steady."

There was a burst of boasting sounds all around, but he didn't care at all.

"Haha, Xingjun, can't you do this?"

"You don't dare to rush after just one failure?"

At this moment, it was Nezha's turn to be the next person to increase his power. Seeing Lord Huode Xing give up, he laughed and despised him.

"Haha, the third prince is joking. I know exactly how much I weigh."

"Since the third prince is so confident, then open our eyes and let us see the luck of your spirit beads."

Regardless of Nezha's cultivation in Daluo realm, he is the top strong man in heaven.

But he is extremely generous and never sticks to details.

No matter what your position is or what your cultivation level is, as long as you get his approval, you are a true friend, the kind he would dare to be with you if you have difficulties.

Huo Dexingjun's fiery temper matched him perfectly, and the two of them got along very well.

Faced with Nezha's sarcasm, Lord Huodexing responded without hesitation.

"Watch out! Watch how I conquer this ruthless amplification machine!"

Nezha put his hands on his hips, took out the 10,000 handling fee and handed it to Taibai, and then directly put the top grade merit spiritual treasure Fantian Seal into the amplifier.

Just when he was about to press the start button, a loud Buddha's name came from the horizon.

"Amitabha."

I saw a burning lantern standing on a lotus platform of merit and virtue floating in the distance with a golden wheel on its head in the colorful glow.

With just one step, he stood at the Nantianmen, staring at Haotian from a distance.

"Oh? The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp?"

"I didn't summon you, why did you come to heaven?"

Haotian didn't have a good impression of Ran Deng.

Not for anything else, just because he was the deputy leader of the Chan Cult, and what was supposed to be his list of gods, that is, burning lamps for fire, was taken away directly by Yuan Yuan.

Therefore, Hao Tiancai became a puppet and became the unworthy Lord of Heaven.

It's strange that he looked so good when he met Ran Deng.

Countless people clasped their fists, not to mention that Ran Deng was an ancient Western Buddha, but because of his peak quasi-sage cultivation, he had to be taken seriously by everyone.

That was the existence that would return their souls to the Gods List with just a few clicks of their fingers.

Even if you can be resurrected from the dead with the blessing of the Holy List, it still requires huge merit, right?

But Ran Deng never looked at anyone directly. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Haotian. He couldn't see through the current Haotian's cultivation, which made him feel a little confused.

"The Great Heavenly Lord is joking. Although I have not been summoned, I am here for my disciple."

Even though he was dissatisfied with Haotian's attitude, he didn't want to get angry in front of so many creatures.

In any case, the other party is indeed the Lord of Heaven, and under the orders of Dao Ancestor, he monitors the three realms.

No matter how powerful you are, you cannot enter the heaven without Haotian's summons.

If summoned, you must come to see him.

Who has cared about Haotian since he was taken back by Yuan Yu? Isn’t it true that heaven can come and leave whenever it pleases?

I didn't expect that Haotian today would be so abnormal and dare to question him about Ran Deng? Is it possible that Tongzhen is bound to your heaven?

But at the moment, facts speak louder than words, and he has to accept this embarrassing loss.

"Oh? You have to better discipline your apprentice."

"I don't have enough luck, and I'm also greedy."

"The promotion of a low-grade meritorious spirit treasure to the top grade saved him hundreds of thousands of years of tempering and millions of merits, but he still has delusions and wants to be promoted to innate."

"In the end, the treasure was damaged and all the merits were wiped out. I feel sad for you."

Haotian looked distressed, as if that was really the case.

This made Ran Deng gnash his teeth in anger. Isn't this a slap in the face for slandering Li Jing like this? The key is that it's the fucking truth.

He was unable to argue, which made the innate creature Ran Deng extremely aggrieved.

But looking at the rotating amplifier, he felt a strong possessive desire in his heart.

The rich chaotic energy and the familiar Taoist rhyme are pure and powerful. Just a wisp of it carries the powerful power of chaos.

Even if it is a low-grade meritorious spiritual treasure, if it is stained with such a trace of pure chaos, it will be an unimaginable qualitative change.

"Haha, does this old guy still want to get his hands on my amplifier?"

Seeing that the other party's eyes were staring at the amplifier, and he could no longer look away from his hot eyes, a coldness flashed across Haotian's eyes.

"Such a terrifying magical weapon, even if it can be lifted up to hit someone, is it still stronger than the average top-grade innate spiritual treasure?"

Ran Deng thought like this and couldn't help but walk towards the amplifier.

"Why is this old Bidden here?"

"Fuck, is this coming for me? What should I do?"

"Can Haotian protect me?"

Seeing Ran Deng's eyes blazing towards him, Nezha was in bad shape. If it weren't for this old Bideng, how could he be manipulated by Li Jing of Taiyi Golden Immortal?

Now that Li Jing's growth rate has failed, shouldn't Gang just blame the young master for this?

Seeing Nezha blocking his way with a dull look on his face, Ran Deng snorted coldly.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you stand in the way of this Buddha?"

With a wave of his hand, a blow from the quasi-sage peak directly knocked Nezha away.

He lit the lamp, and the innate creatures born with the coffins of the Chaos Gods and Demons were originally the protagonists of heaven and earth. All the suffocation he suffered in Haotian was spread on the spirit beads.