Outside the fields and jungle, the lame Li stood quietly with a crutch.

Thousands of novice players, all the damn players, died, and all the damn players, ran away. The only one who is still there is lame Li.

No, in front of the lame Li, there was a magical monster floating in the air five or six meters in a divine sedan chair. He was the "The Immortal Lord Chengxiao in Qingyuan Miaogao Yuanjun".

Master Qingyuan sat on the divine sedan chair and looked at the lame Li miraculously.

I thought that when this believer who prayed for help came to him, when he saw the ancestor he believed in really appeared, the loyal believer would definitely accept it and bow, fearful and cry out, and then he became more determined to believe in it, but unexpectedly he was extremely calm. When he saw him appear, he did not look excited, but instead looked inquiring eyes.

"Do you know who I am?" asked Master Qingyuan.

The lame Li nodded: "You are the ancestor of Qingyuan in the Gaul Palace."

"Since you know me and believe in me, why don't you worship me when you see me?"

Little Li asked, "My wish should be returned. How can the ancestor teach me?"

Master Qingyuan changed color: "Do you know my master's ambition?"

Li Dao, lame, "I am in a desperate situation and am extremely frightened. I beg for the protection of the ancestors and gods and Buddhas all over the sky. As expected, I was able to escape the disaster by getting the mercy of the ancestors and gods and Buddhas. In the dark, I vaguely heard the ancestors' ambitions."

The cause and effect of the lame General Li explained it clearly in just a few words.

Master Qingyuan looked surprised and shocked.

It turned out that when the lame Li was facing a desperate situation, he was not the only one who knelt down to ask for blessings and prayers, but the lame Li even asked for gods and Buddhas all over the sky in panic.

As a result, not only did the ancestor Qingyuan reignite the incense with the faith and prayer of Lame Li, but also restored the magic power and magical power of the town-level monster. At the same time, the divine power was fed back. The light of protection fell on Lame Li, which could temporarily resolve disasters and solve problems for Lame Li and survive the crisis of death.

However, the light of blessing cannot last long, and the ancestor Qingyuan must arrive as soon as possible to truly rescue the lame Li. Otherwise, the arrow and rat will continue to hit the light of blessing, which will accelerate the light of blessing to exhaust its divine power and can no longer protect the lame Li.

Master Qingyuan never expected that Li Lame Li even invited the gods and Buddhas in the sky. He didn't expect that other gods and monsters seemed to have heard the prayer of Li Lame Li, and at the same time lowered their divine power to protect Li Lame Li.

Master Qingyuan was silent for a while and said, "I will save you from the mortal world and become my disciple. Can you convert?"

The lame Li shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I have converted to my teacher and I have received the true Dharma."

A gloomy flashed across Master Qingyuan's black and red face.

"My great wish is to save you from the refuge and transformation of mortality. If you do not accept it, you can make a request. My master may satisfy your wishes to fulfill my great wishes."

Li Dao, the lame master, dare not accept the kindness of his ancestors, and he really wants something. He is old and disabled, and he deserves to live, but he is lucky to have an opportunity to convert to the mortal world, and the path of divine power. My heart seeks, and what I wish can be fulfilled?"

Master Qingyuan closed his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Since you have made up your mind, I have to fulfill my wishes. I will surrender to the Feng Shangyuan Lord, and get the ink seal, and I can give you the way of gods."

"The ancestor is kind and grateful!" Li bowed and bowed.

Master Qingyuan's face was not good-looking, but he had to make a promise, and he had to complete it. Otherwise, there would be obstacles to practice and even the inner demons would cause his cultivation to regress.

The ancestor Qingyuan gave the ink seal that drove the wind to the lame Li, continued to ride in the divine sedan chair, flew into the sky, and quickly left.

A mysterious smile appeared on the face of the lame Li, and he put away the ink seal.

Although the divine product of the Mo Yin is low, it is just a decree possessed by some officials and monsters with low thrones, but it is also an indispensable source of divine deity.

The gods and monsters want to be promoted to the imperial decree, but if there are believers who burn incense and worship it, worship it devoutly, and obtain huge incense. When the incense reaches the corresponding amount, it can promote the evolution of the ink seal to the jade que.

In addition, it is to plunder the divine nature of other gods and monsters, and to integrate more ink seals, which can also promote the promotion of the divine position.

Little Li is still a little Li, but it is not the old, weak, sick and disabled little Li.

A Fang Yongheng never existed in his previous life. The old man who was supposed to be eliminated on a cold winter night has received great opportunities and changed the trajectory of his life.

Fang Yongheng, who had arrived in Baishou Village and was lurking patiently, waiting for the opportunity to hunt the single monster, has not yet realized that the history and destiny of No. 391 Novice Village has already begun to be beyond recognition as he knew in his previous life.

Fang Yongheng in his previous life was just a little transparent person who struggled to survive in the end of the world and had no right or ability to get in touch with the world of gods and monsters.

In fact, in Jiangyang Village in his previous life, the Xiangong Temple's Wind-Driving Shangyuanjun and village-level land planting successfully seized the divine nature of village-level land planting, and obtained the magical power of village-level land planting with greater opportunities.

The Master of Wind, who is a monster of wood, then obtained the magical power of earth, the five elements are born together, and earth produces wood, which immediately allows the Master of Wind to possess the magic power of the ancestor.

The fate of the Lord of the Wind, the destiny of the Lord of Yuan was to instigate the divine sedan monster, and successfully ambush the ancestor Qingyuan in the Gaul Palace and seize the ancestor Yuque!

"Driving the Mountain to Chase the Mountains and High Mountains, Yuanjun Muchun's Immortal King's Imperial Order of the Ancestor" has completed its transformation!

The Immortal King of Muchun also became a peak-level magical species with three attributes: wood, earth, water, and magical powers. Its magical power is powerful and almost invincible at the same level.

Unfortunately, Fang Yongheng was reborn in this life. He successfully seized the village-level land seed from the hands of the Dufeng Shangyuanjun and obtained the magical power of earth movement, which caused the Dufeng Shangyuanjun to completely lose the opportunity to rise. The ending was that he lost in one stroke and lost the whole game!

The fate of the Lord Shangyuan was killed by the ancestor of Qingyuan, and his ink seal became the cornerstone of the lame Li's achievement of the divine way.

Fang Yongheng was confused and ignorant of these things, and did not know that the entire end of the world had completely deviated from his previous life because of the moment of his rebirth.

Some people in their previous lives were damn but did not die, but those who had not died were dead.

A butterfly moves its wings somewhere, and it may trigger a storm tens of thousands of kilometers away in a few days. A mere change can trigger such a strong butterfly effect, let alone a mutation in the fate of a person, let alone a mutation in the fate of hundreds of thousands of people.

The fate of the end of the world naturally began to seriously deviate from its original trajectory.

Fang Yongheng lurked patiently, the night was already deep, and Fang Yongheng had already eaten the fifth meal strip today.

Finally, Fang Yongheng's efforts were not in vain.

During the day, the signs of the gods and monsters in the Baishou Village Stone Carving Factory are not strong and the scope is not large. Most of them turn into stone carvings and lurk in their practice.

But at night, the gods and monsters were obviously more active and their range of activities expanded a lot.
Chapter completed!