Crossing the Realm of Comprehension: I Awaken the Favorability System

Ji Bochang asked cautiously:

"I don't know how the senior wants to deal with this humble servant?"

The corners of Feiyue's mouth raised slightly, and she said word by word:

"Give all your original essence and blood, and then use it for this seat."

Ji Bochang clenched his fists tightly, a sense of aggrieved feeling welling up in his heart.

The essence and blood of a monk is so precious, how can it be controlled by others at will?

If you really donate all of them, wouldn't you be like a catfish on a chopping board?

Almost subconsciously, Ji Bochang wanted to stand up and fight this woman to the death.

Just when such thoughts arose, an extremely dangerous and ominous aura suddenly rose.

No!

Ji Bochang hurriedly suppressed this thought in his heart, and his whole body shivered.

People will die, people will definitely die!

That feeling was so clear just now.

As long as you dare to fight, there will be absolutely no scum left!

It is precisely because of this perception ability that is different from ordinary people that he can cultivate to Mahayana alone in the dangerous and abnormal cultivation world!

Due to some coincidence, it has now become an offering to Kunlun Mountain.

During the period when he was enshrined, he solved many worrying and tedious matters for Kunlun Mountain.

Fortunately, he was appreciated by the Holy Master of Kunlun, and his status has been raised to a higher level.

So much so that up to now, the Holy Lord of Kunlun has assuredly entrusted his only heir to him.

This bottomless sense of trust is really embarrassing.

Although he is very grateful to the Holy Master for his kindness, but he will not take his life because of this kindness.

All the achievements of practice so far have been quite hard-won.

Only by surviving can one become a fairy, thus realizing the eternity of enlightenment!

Think of this.

Ji Bo let out a long sigh, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I agree, but on one condition..."

Fei Yue's expression was cold, and she said in an unquestionable tone:

"In front of this seat, no conditions are allowed."

"If you want to be clear about your current situation, those who follow will prosper, and those who go against will perish."

"I will ask you one last time, to obey or not to obey?"

Ji Bochang was silent for a long time, his head knocking on the ground slowly.

"obey."

Fei Yue frowned slightly, and said coldly:

"In this case, donate the original essence and blood in your body."

Ji Bochang moved and sat down cross-legged, urging the surrounding spiritual power to pour into his dantian.

After a long time, an extremely pure golden drop slowly condensed out of the void in front of him.

Accompanied by the condensation and formation of the droplets, Ji Bochang couldn't stop bleeding from his mouth and wrinkles appeared on his face. He seemed to have aged decades in an instant.

He glanced at the golden drop reluctantly, then turned his head cruelly, and said resolutely:

"take it."

Seeing this, Fei Yue just smiled with satisfaction.

This smile is enough to amaze the world, but at this moment, in Ji Bochang's eyes, it really looks very permeable.

Laughing so wickedly, what's the matter?

and many more!

It seems that there is a secret method in ancient times that can manipulate other people's thoughts at will through the essence and blood, and can even refine them into puppets without the slightest consciousness!

It is said that the heart of a woman is the most poisonous. The girl in front of her looks exquisite and beautiful on the surface, but she never thought that there are so many crooked thoughts behind her back.

Uncle Ji sighed in his heart, the fear of death had long since disappeared, and he said calmly:

"Your Excellency wants to kill or cut, so let me listen to you."

"I, Uncle Ji, have been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years. What big scenes haven't I seen?"

"People are mortal, or they are lighter than a feather, or they are heavier than Thailand..."

With a wave of Fei Yueyu's hand, a terrifying coercion swept across her body instantly.

Ji Bochang, who was under pressure, couldn't move, and the words in his mouth were forcibly interrupted.

"Noisy."

Elder Ji Bo blushed and trembled with anger.

He didn't even let people finish talking.

Too much deception, really too much deception!

Although he was dissatisfied, he never dared to show it.

I had no choice but to continue to turn my head away, facing the wall and thinking about my mistakes.

Feiyue, who had achieved her goal, seemed to be in a good mood, and said indifferently:

"Your life is dispensable to me. If I don't urgently need to return favors, there is no need to embarrass you."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame your own bad luck."

Feiyue paused for a while, and added a meaningful sentence:

"If you can seize this opportunity, maybe you will usher in the greatest fortune in history."

After speaking, he stopped staying and his figure slowly dissipated.

Ji Bochang, who was sitting in the corner with a dazed expression, was left alone.

Return favors?

Seize the opportunity to win the greatest fortune in history?

what's the situation?

What is the purpose of this nonsensical remark?

Just when Ji Bochang was puzzled, suddenly, a terrible idea slowly emerged in his mind!

Is this woman going to give herself away?

Ji Bochang began to slowly ponder over the words just now, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.

The original blood essence is the most important lifeline of a monk.

Mastering the original essence and blood is equivalent to mastering the power of life and death.

In other words, from now on, everything about him will be restricted.

Even if you are a Mahayana powerhouse, even if you are a Kunlun priest who once stood above ten thousand people.

At the moment of handing over the essence and blood, there is no room for maneuver.

Now we can only pin our hopes on that illusory fate.

................

Drunken House.

Gu Junlin, Ye Yanran, Ziyue, and Hua Qingwu sat down in a remote corner.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, looking a little awkward.

At this moment, Ziyue just opened the mouth and said:

"The fairy was treated so unfairly when she came to Zuixianlou for the first time as a guest."

"I also hope to give the concubine a chance to make up for her mistakes, and let the concubine do her best as a landlord."

"May I ask if fairies have any taboos?"

Hua Qingwu looked away slowly from the face of the young man in front of her, and said lightly:

"It's just a war of words, there is no need to spend money on it."

"I heard from the world that there is a finale dish in Zuixianlou called Zuixian Banquet."

"It's enough to serve this item, and pay for the food."

Ziyue paused for a while, then glanced at her thoughtfully.

This girl seems to have a cold temperament, she is arbitrary in dealing with others, and she doesn't like to owe favors.

It is also a master who is not easy to talk about.

From this point of view, it may be difficult to use this girl to talk to the forces behind her.

Seeing this, Gu Junlin decisively took up the conversation:

"Fairies don't know something. The Drunken Immortal Banquet is well-known far and wide, but the finale of the Drunken Immortal Tower may have something else."

"Oh?"

A vague smile appeared on the corner of Hua Qingwu's mouth, and she asked softly:

"Dare to ask what the young master is?"

Gu Junlin's slender fingers tapped the table rhythmically, his thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered three words:

"The Immortal Jumps Over the Wall."