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Chapter nine hundred and twentieth quota transfer

The time for opening the Tianmen this time was relatively hasty, which made Fang Ning even more sure that it was that Tiandao’s father did make a temporary decision.

When the old man informed his allies one by one, he had another terrible idea, but he didn't clarify it for a while.

He said immediately: "I didn't expect that the Heavenly Dao is also an unreliable guy. He doesn't keep his word. The instructions for using the Heavenly Monument clearly state, 'Every three months, start the ladder road.'. How many years have passed now?"

"This is normal!" the old man said for granted.

"Why?" This time Fang Ning was confused.

"Isn't the Earth's Heavenly Way a collection of your Earth's biological consciousness? One of your Earth's most special survival skills is deception, and it will naturally inherit your fine traditions..." The old man said with confidence.

"Well, it's really clear bystanders," Fang Ning had to admit this, "It seems that we need to re-understand the way of heaven. Whoever treats it as a newborn baby will suffer a great loss."

"You are the ones who suffer a big loss. Anyway, I can't suffer a loss, so I don't have it." The old man said proudly.

"Fortunately, we can find this in time and prepare in advance. You are right. This is one of the biggest characteristics of us humans. We can move at any time and do not stick to the law. Not to mention a magic weapon manual, it is a treaty that we have to tear it up if we should. This is still the credit level of the country," Fang Ning said heavily. "Besides, there are loopholes in it, and it only says 'Open once in March', but there is no requirement that it must be opened."

"Is it meaningful for you to talk so much nonsense?" the old man said impatiently.

"Of course it makes sense. This is a big deal that concerns our future achievements of the saint system!" Fang Ning finally figured out what his worries were, and he was immediately indignant. It would be fine if this guy didn't understand, but he would still be wronged.

"I didn't see it."

"I'll ask you, did the Ghost King Bodhisattva just say that their saints in the upper realm have done great merits and were recognized by the way of heaven and obtained permission to transcend heaven and earth?" Fang Ning said lightly.

"Yes, I still have recordings here." The old man said affirmatively.

"That's right, the heavenly way of the upper realm is too kind!" Fang Ning said contemptly, "I'm sure it would never have expected that after these people became saints, they would ruin the heaven and earth in the end. Our heavenly way is not so kind. From the small things about opening the heavenly gate, it may not be able to make it work. It is very likely that it will be fooled and do nothing..."

"Ah, this is not to say that the method of becoming a saint I set before, accumulating billions of merits is actually a useless method?" The old man said anxiously.

"Yes, I even suspect that the difficulty of wisdom may be deceived..." Fang Ning said coldly, "The ancestors have a cloud, and you can see through the leopard. From this little thing about the Opening Heaven Gate, you can know that if you want to repeat the old method of becoming a saint in the upper realm, you will be destined to be unable to succeed. The way of heaven is not a guy who believes in words."

"What should I do?" the old man asked quickly.

"Cold salmon, I just deny one way, and I haven't found a feasible way," Fang Ning spread his hands and said lightly, "I want you to remember what I said today. I'm afraid that one day I will lose my memory by the father of Heaven. But you are not in the way of Heaven, but you will not be affected by it. That's why I said it in advance, what I didn't want to say."

"I understand, rich man, you are explaining your funeral... Don't worry, I will take good care of your body." The old man said sadly.

"..." Fang Ning really wanted to fall to the ground. It took him a long time to say hell, "Don't worry, I won't even get rid of you if you die. If you die, I will definitely be the one who eats chicken in the end."

"That's a pity." The old man murmured.

Fortunately, at this time, Ren Ruofeng sent news to stop the awkward dialogue in time and temporarily eliminated a conflict between the human regime.

"Someone wants to ask if the quota of the Heavenly Sect between different ethnic groups can be transferred," Fang Ning found the green frog and asked, "You ask your father in heaven, is this feasible?"

When the green-skinned frog heard this, he immediately said, "No need to ask, this is feasible, it just needs to consume the merits of the way of heaven."

"Oh, then I understand, just how to do it?" Fang Ning continued.

"Let the ladder to the heavenly celestial beings set by the two tribes come to the sky monument. As long as both sides voluntarily transfer the merits of the recipient's heavenly way, the quota can be transferred." The Green-skinned Frog said in detail.

"So that's it. This is obviously to encourage the strong to swallow the weak." Fang Ning suddenly realized.

There were ten places for each clan originally, but over time, some became stronger and some became weaker. The weak clans may not even be able to make up ten strong men, which is obviously a waste.

You should know that climbing the ladder can not only help the clan reach the sky ranking, but also improve the contestants themselves. The big green worm relied on climbing the ladder to understand the bug skills.

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Guigu Mountain.

The Ghost King Bodhisattva received Ren Ruofeng and his group.

"The Heavenly Gate is opened, and the Venerable has told me this. It is not impossible for you to want more places. After all, the insect spirit clan is innately limited and there are actually less than ten people who are qualified to climb the ladder." The Ghost King Bodhisattva said gently.

"That's really thankful to the Bodhisattva. I'd like to ask the Bodhisattva to fulfill his promise. We will definitely make the compensation we deserve." Ren Ruofeng said very gratefully.

Sure enough, when you come to find the Bodhisattva first, it is the right move, and the other party has always been a representative of easy talk.

The Bodhisattva waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me first. I have rarely interfered in the internal affairs of the insect spirit clan. Daqing is the leader of the insect spirit, and this matter must be approved by it."

"Uh..." Ren Ruofeng heard this, isn't this simple?

A formula suddenly appeared in his mind.

Big Greenworm = a foodie with simple minds.

He immediately said, "I still have to thank the Bodhisattva for his approval. Let's go to the Lord of the Insect Shou to discuss it."

"Well, you guys go, go," the Bodhisattva smiled slightly, "It is in the happiness clinic at the foot of the mountain."

Ren Ruofeng thanked him a few words, and then took the people away in a hurry.

Not long after, I saw the busy big green worm in the happiness clinic in the small town at the foot of the mountain.

"Shenma, do you want to become a demon? Sorry, I don't provide this kind of business here, I can only become a man and a woman." The big green worm was talking to a young man with a pale face.

"I give you all the money, as long as you can turn me into a demon," the young man said urgently, "This is related to my life's happiness. Isn't the sign you hang is the happiness clinic?"

"Uh, why do you want to become a demon?" said the big green worm curiously.

"Because my wife is a demon," the young man said shyly, "She is a flower demon, and I want to become a flower demon, too."

"You can't become a flower demon, it's still very likely that you will become a flower fat." Zhu Daqing tilted his head, looked at him carefully, and said with certainty.

"Divine Worm, what do you mean?" the young man was a little unhappy and asked immediately.

Chong Daqing shook his head: "I can't even hear this? You are possessed by evil spirits. If you don't divorce that god horse flower demon, you will be in a month and you will be in a state of shape and finally die of flowers. Wouldn't it just turn into a flower fat?"

Different races are not easy to combine. Just like some people have many diseases that can be played with across races, this is still the materialistic era in the past.

In this mysterious era, if different races combine, there will be more problems.

Where is the so-called interracial love so easy?

In myth, White Snake has been practicing for thousands of years and has eaten a elixir to remove snake venom, so she was able to combine with Xu Xian.

In reality, there are not many such good things.

At this time, Ren Ruofeng gave a look to the follower behind him.

Two staff members behind him walked forward, took out their work documents, and said to the young man: "Hello, we were handled by xx special affairs. Now we are highly suspicious that you are related to a special incident. Please cooperate with our investigation and believe us, this is for your physical consideration."

The young man had just dared to question Chu Daqing in person. When he saw people from these two special departments, the latter was obviously very weak, but he was like a mouse who saw a mouse and followed the other party without saying a word.

"You guys came in just the right time, it's quite useful, but it saves me a lot of effort," Zhun Daqing nodded and raised his body, "I already know your purpose. It's very simple. I will give you a place to serve me a year of food."

"Uh, can I change the conditions?"

Ren Ruofeng is not Qiao Anping. He has a lot of information, so he naturally knows how much this insect can eat.

You're welcome to say that if you really want the other party to eat openly, the annual grain output of China's economy is probably not enough for it to eat for a few meals.

The other party had a dry blood last time!

It said that the food was a year, but it didn't say how much it was... How dare he accept it in one bite now?

"There are no other conditions to change, and I don't care about anything else anyway." Chong Daqing said unyieldingly.

"Why, how much do you want to eat a year?"

"I don't know either, it depends on my mood."

"Then let's forget it, let's go find someone else." Ren Ruofeng said with retreating.
Chapter completed!
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