Chapter 178 Chen Yuan Almost Died (Asking for Monthly Votes)

As soon as Annie finished speaking, she felt something being pulled out from the depths of her soul.

She felt dizzy and fell to the ground, and died.

In fact, this was not a marten!

It was just a nest of relatively large weasels.

Among the weasels that stood up, the largest one took three steps forward.

When it took the first step, its four claws turned into hands and feet.

When it took the second step, its body turned into a human.

When it took the third step, its head changed from an animal's head to an old man's face.

In just three steps, it changed from a small animal to an old man, and it began to exude the ethereal aura of the gods.

At this time, the old man's face was a bit crazy and excited, and he almost spoke incoherently.

"Hahaha, it's worth it that I have practiced the Plum Blossom Divination and the Purple Star Astrology for more than 800 years. The opportunity to become a god calculated by me is true!

The first person who comes to meet me this time to ask for a title will surely be able to get a great fortune to be a god.

Today, I finally got the luck to light the incense and become a god!

May God have mercy on me!

God has eyes!"

At the end, there was a cry in his tone.

Eight hundred years!

I have experienced so many lives and deaths in eight hundred years, and now I finally made it. It's not easy!

Behind him, the other animals are also beginning to change, all in order, but the last one is beginning to get anxious.

"Ancestor, is that person dead?

If she dies, can we still ask for luck?"

The old ancestor who turned into a human came back to his senses from the madness of joy after hearing this, and hurried over to check Annie's body, and saw at a glance that the other party had died.

"Dead!"

"But it doesn't matter. The way to ask for a title is to borrow someone's luck if the person has enough luck.

If the person's luck is not enough, borrow her family's luck!

My 800-year Ziwei Doushu attainment can calculate that the luck connected to this woman is enough for all of us to become gods.

Since this is the case, if you don't take what God gives you, you will be blamed!

Just wait and transform into a god!"

It didn't know that just as it finished speaking, Annie's parents, who were traveling in Southeast Asia, were killed in a gang gunfight.

Back to the scene.

The youngest descendant was the one who was restless. After listening to the old ancestor, he found that the ancestors who were changing in front of him did not stop transforming, so he calmed down.

Legend.

In the East a few decades ago, if ordinary hunters and common people went up the mountain and met someone asking you.

"Brother, do I look like a human?"

This is the monster asking for a title. In this case, you can only pretend not to see it and leave quickly.

Once you say you look like a human, then your luck is borrowed. If your luck is not enough, your family will be implicated.

You should know that if the other party just asks you if you look like a human, it is better. It may only harm your own luck.

If, like just now, this nest of weasels asked if they looked like gods, it would be a black heart.

It is impossible for ordinary people to be deified. Even if they want to deify a village, even if the common people are willing to do so, they need to be recognized by at least a county magistrate in the government and then issue a document to be eligible to receive incense and godhood.

The secret method of the weasel's asking for a title is a racial talent, which is contrary to common sense, but there is a possibility in the rules.

Although this possibility is very small, it is always possible.

As long as the person they are looking for must have a prosperous tribe behind him and have enough luck for it to be deified.

And the tribe must have no ancestral hall, no community palace, and the ancestors have all gone to reincarnate, and there is no one to bless the tribe, which is the best goal!

This condition is quite harsh, so there is no such saying of asking for a title in the south in ancient times. Only when most people in the north have to leave the border, the human race will be bullied by these so-called great immortals.

Later.

It is stipulated that after the founding of the country, they cannot become spirits, and this kind of Huang Daxian has completely fallen into desolation in the East.

Unexpectedly, the old weasel in front of him has lived for more than 800 years, and has studied the plum blossom Yishu and Ziwei Doushu for more than 800 years.

After meeting Annie's parents who were traveling in the East, he calculated that the opportunity for his entire weasel family to become a god lies in the daughter of this couple.

So, the old weasel used the art of confusing their hearts to confuse them and asked them to pack up and mail their family back. Along the way, he went through countless checkpoints and confused many people to get here with great difficulty.

Now it is finally sweet after all the hard work.

Although the old weasel didn't know why this woman had such a strong luck behind her to support their family to become gods, the experience of more than 800 years of wolf life made it know what it means that opportunities are fleeting. If you don't cherish it, then you really have nothing.

Behind him, his son also completed the steps of evolving into a god, and gradually had a vague smell of incense on his body. It was the turn of his grandson, the only descendant of the lineage.

At this moment, the old weasel suddenly found in horror that there seemed to be a sense of impending disaster in the dark, and a terrifying murderous intent covered the sky, and he wanted to die, die, die, die!

"Run!"

Even if he became a god, including his own son, and the smell of incense lingered on his body, he felt that everything was so fragile in the face of the sudden murderous intent.

"Bold monster, how dare you do such a demonic thing in Rainbow Town to steal people's luck and practice!

Come and die for me, Old Zhang!"

Zhang Fei was angry. Now all kinds of monsters and ghosts dared to run wild in Rainbow Town. This clearly did not take him, Old Zhang, seriously.

At this time, he saw the figure of the old weasel running out, and snorted coldly: "Want to run? Dream on!"

The bowstring in his hand exploded, and a beam of arrow light fell from the sky like lightning, nailing the old weasel to the ground and killing him with one arrow.

Before dying, the old weasel was quite regretful: "I only thought that there was a chance to become a god here, but I didn't expect it to be a life-threatening danger!

I wouldn't have come if I had known!"

The death of the old father made the second weasel who became a god panic, and it also knew that his father's choice was right.

The group of ghost soldiers and gods in the sky were planning to surround this place. If he didn't run out before they surrounded him, he would probably die here.

So he chose to jump out as fast as his father did, and his body shrank quickly, trying to get into another house.

But he was nailed to the ground by two arrows again. The noise around him made him look up reluctantly, and found that his son had jumped out farther, and the god in the sky used four arrows to shoot him to death.

Zhang Fei also found that there were eight monsters transforming, each stronger than the other. He could kill the first old weasel with one arrow.

The second weasel took two arrows, and the third took four arrows!

There were five more to come, and he dared not give them time to transform. If each weasel's transformation increased its cultivation several times, he might not be able to stop the other party from escaping.

"Everyone, go down and surround them from all sides, but if there are monsters that break through, kill them with all your strength!"

Zhang Fei couldn't be blamed for thinking so, because only the first of these weasels was the weakest.

Because, except for the first old weasel, which drew the luck of Annie's family to deify himself, the other seven gods were drawing Chen Yuan's luck.

That's right, it was Chen Yuan's luck that was drawn.

He usually didn't hold the axe, and was just a general of a hundred heavenly soldiers. How could he be so virtuous as to use his own luck to deify seven gods?

At that moment, he almost fell to the street and died like Annie.

If it wasn't for the Jieyue on his wrist that noticed his luck being stolen in time, and quickly showed up to help him stabilize his luck, he would have survived.

But at that moment, Chen Yuan knew that this was his own calamity, and those weasels were the key.

If he was just an ordinary cultivator, he would have died just like he sensed Annie's breath.

He reacted at that moment, quickly cut off the luck connection with Annie, and then sent Zhang Fei and others to surround and kill those weasels.

If any of them ran away, his lost luck would never come back, and he would have to lean on the Jieyue long spear all the time in the future. Once it turned back into a bracelet, he would be dead.

Unless the luck was slowly replenished over time.

These weasels must die today.

At this moment, he understood a truth: people who cultivate immortals cannot recognize women casually, nor can they take on right and wrong casually.

When the calamity is pervasive, cause and effect are everywhere!

No wonder the Daozang says that when the calamity comes, quarrels will kill people.

It turns out that people will really die!

I am just going through a personal calamity, and even weasels dare to bully me. It is more outrageous than Sun Wukong drinking to death.

No, Sun Wukong drank to death, most likely arranged by others.

No one arranged this for me!

If the tiger doesn't show its power, it really thinks I am a sick cat!

He held the axe in his hand and flew up in the wind. When he raised his hand, thousands of thunders fell and rushed straight to the weasels that were fleeing in all directions.

At the moment when all the weasels were turned into powder by thunder, he felt his whole body relax, and he finally passed a level!