Chapter 1217 Eighteen layers of hell(2/2)
"Born God!"
Fang Jun's eyebrows were slightly stunned.
Feng Junwang explained: "In the center of the eighteen levels of hell, there is a mysterious place called the Native Heaven. After regaining its own mark and practicing to the Great Perfection state, you can go to the Native Heaven and enter it and reach the human realm."
"This destiny is not so easy to enter, right?"
Fang Junmei said keenly.
Feng Junwang laughed and said, "Every ten thousand years, only fifty people are allowed to enter. Do you think it's easy?"
"How did these fifty people be picked out?"
Fang Junmei asked hurriedly.
Feng Junwang said: "That destiny is controlled by the bosses of our Four Saints Alliance and those local monks. For these fifty places, both sides will take away ten places first and they will pick up people themselves. The remaining thirty places will be fought by all the monks who want to enter, and take the first thirty places!"
After saying that, he immediately changed his subject and smiled and said, "But you don't have to fight anymore. I heard from someone that the top ten monks back then helped the old guys in the Four Saints Alliance. They all have gotten the opportunity. As long as you go to find them, you can go in without condition first."
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Fang Junmei was amused and laughed and cried when she heard this!
Only today did I finally know what place I missed.
"Senior, I was a substitute back then, and there was no such place."
Fang Junmei said with a wry smile.
"You are so powerful, you were just a substitute back then?"
Feng Junwang was surprised.
Fang Junmei was speechless. After many years, she finally remembered the dreamlike woman for the first time.
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"But it's okay. You are so powerful now. You should have no problem getting a quota."
Feng Junwang comforted him.
Fang Junmei nodded, and felt that Feng Junwang was so smart that he obviously had also won the quota.
"I won't say much about the situation after entering it. You will know where you go in the future. That's about it, but what should I ask?"
Feng Junwang said that his mouth was already a little dry.
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"have!"
Fang Junmei immediately said, "There are so many monks in the Central Holy Land, and are there only fifty places every ten thousand years?"
"That's right."
Feng Junwang nodded and said, "First of all, the help that the destiny can provide is not enough for so many people to share. Second, I heard that these are also those old guys who are deliberately controlling them and do not want too many juniors to rush into the human period and threaten them in the future."
Chapter completed!