Fantasy World Transmigration

Chen Ang talked about fate, but he didn't really care about these things in his heart, he just didn't care about them. He and Taoist Meng have nothing to do with each other except for the cause and effect caused by a spirit crane. If the spirit crane was robbed, he still has some reasons to take action, but why should Taoist Meng bother to pay attention to his own death? ?

I didn't expect that Bai He's psychic knew how to repay his kindness, so he came here to linger to disturb him, and there is a pure favor here, so it's hard to ignore it.

The white crane folded its wings and landed in front of Chen Ang, lowered its head and folded its wings, even the red and dazzling red crown on its head dimmed a bit, a few tears the size of broad beans flowed from its eyes, and it wailed endlessly. In front of Chen Ang, he gently picked up the corner of Chen Ang's clothes with his iron beak, and carefully pulled it a few times. Relying on the fact that it is a beast, no one cares about it, it pleases Chen Ang in every possible way, and entangles him.

Monk Jingming chimed in and said, "This spirit crane also knows how to repay its master's kindness, so it came to you to beg for forgiveness. Since it has been subdued, don't worry about its bullying your red snake before!"

"Of course I won't care about it." Chen Ang sneered: "But monk, you should know that if I intervene this time, people will definitely die. That's why Daoist Meng was blinded by the imminent doom. Stupid thing. If I make a move, someone will be robbed, and the cause and effect will be very involved in the future, and you will not be able to escape the benefits, monk..."

"Although Fairy Meng entered the sect, she has no evil deeds. On the contrary, she has a lot of good thoughts. It is better for a poor monk to save her than to benefit the two evil obstacles on this mountain." Jing Ming smiled.

Hearing what he said, Chen Ang started to calculate the cause and effect of Meng Nuxian's catastrophe by silently transporting Xuan Gong. It was her own stupidity, and she had to use elixir to make alchemy to break through her own bottleneck. Don't you know that the bottleneck of complex mana is cultivation The calamity of karma at the time, punishing her for taking shortcuts when entering the Tao, and borrowing other people's hands to forge the foundation, this calamity must be honed by ten times the penance.

But she became infatuated, thinking that by refining the Sanami Pill, she would be able to survive this catastrophe.

She thought that all kinds of painstaking work in obtaining alchemy and collecting herbs during alchemy could overcome the negligence and laziness when she entered Taoism. Zhong Zhiling is the spirit bestowed upon them by heaven and earth, and the fate of all things. If her fate is cut off by her, it will only bring evil spirits to the fore, and it will never be worth a little bit of penance.

I don't even look at decent monks such as Emei and Qingcheng, who would dare to use elixir indiscriminately to improve their own morality? That is the beauty raised by heaven and earth, injury and death must be tabooed by heaven and earth, except for luck and reward, who would dare to abuse it?

Only the elixir grown at home, without those causes and effects, can be used to refine elixirs. Or the spiritual fields opened up by monks like the empty island, you can ask for it, and the square inch is the source of flowing water, which is endless, in other words, it is scientific development and sustainable development. There are countless opportunities for cultivators to strive for in heaven and earth, because of insufficient luck, insufficient external skills, and shallow blessings.

Doom must come early.

The countless opportunities in these worlds are really some primitive worlds where the laws of heaven are not obvious, and the laws are crude and primitive. The elixir and natural materials can be harvested indiscriminately, and they will exhaust the advantages of the land at every turn, exhausting the world's aura resources, and making the cultivation environment inferior to each generation. ah?

That Mengnv fairy had wrong intentions when she crossed the catastrophe, and she forced the elixir that she had no relationship with. She had already planted the disaster of killing people and forced her internal catastrophe to turn into an external catastrophe. Good luck, there is another pill calamity activated, which is combined with its own internal calamity, elixir external calamity, and alchemy calamity.

If there is no good fortune in this life, if there is no good friend or Taoist friend like Monk Jingming to rescue him, he will be ignorant in the next life, and it will be difficult to have the fate to re-cultivate the way.

Chen Ang calculated her calamity, so he thought about how to break the catastrophe. The easiest way is naturally to kill all the evil cultivators who interfered with her catastrophe, and then help her practice this pill to speed up Overcoming this difficult hurdle of practice, but doing so is against the way of heaven. Not only will one lose a lot of external strength, but also be contaminated with the karma of evil cultivation.

However, the method commonly used by the righteous seniors should be to first bestow a few magic weapons to help them overcome the difficulties, and then stay out of the matter, wait for her to kill those evil monsters, break out of the catastrophe, and then slowly train her, so that she knows that the magic medicine can't be used. Picking randomly, the reason why pills and magic weapons cannot be refined casually.

But the two methods are not in line with Chen Ang's wishes. The first method can be said once or twice. If you do too much, you will lose your status as a master of righteousness. The side door is just like the holy lady who is still trapped in the magic wave pool. Although the second type is impartial and waits for work with ease, it can still earn a little extra effort.

But Chen Ang did not come to this world to ascend to the heavens and obtain a high-grade immortal position. That is the pursuit of the monks in this world. To earn high-grade Dao fruits, they need to have sufficient cultivation (qualifications up to the standard) and external skills (performance up to the standard) ), in order to ascend to immortality and become a high-ranked immortal among the thirty-six ranks of immortals (promoted to a leader of the corresponding rank).

And what about Chen Ang? I came to this world to study, research and find the space of the main god (the leaders of other companies went undercover personally, learned advanced experience, mastered customer information, and at the same time went to catch another company's undercover agent).

Chen Ang slowly figured out most of the circumstances of Mengnv's catastrophe this time, and after including it in the calculation, he took out a short feather feather similar to the feather long sword stolen by Wang Ming from his sleeve. .

When the white crane saw the token, its palm-length feathers, its eyes lit up, it jumped up and approached Chen Ang, looked at him eagerly, and wailed its own feathers distressedly.

Chen Ang brushed the feather lightly, and brushed it out tens of feet, the white crane continued to fly back in a hurry, looking at the feather with even more expectation, without turning his eyes, Chen Ang looked at it like this The gesture was also funny, he threw the feather into the air, and with a finger of his right hand, injected a stream of mana.

Tianhe's mana escaped into the feather, soaking a soft and white feather like jade.

The feather floated down from mid-air and landed on the white crane's right wing, becoming part of the remaining feathers.

Chen Ang smiled and said: "You go back first! My life-saving feather can save you once at a critical moment. This time, you need your master to wake up. Monk Jingming and I can save her from death at most. If she escapes from robbery, she has to rely on herself..."

Chen Ang and Jing Ming looked at each other and smiled, then drove Bai He back to the mountain.

Chen Ang made a two-finger gesture in his heart, and secretly said: "The second mouse, take its place!" (To be continued.)