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221,Ding Xie(2/2)

Sixty thousand meritorious deeds are equally impressive. The exchange of spiritual stones and meritorious deeds is about two to one, which is equivalent to a reward of 120,000 spiritual stones.

Putting all these together, you can basically piece together a pill-forming spiritual object.

Seeing Ding Xie's cultivation reach the peak of foundation building, the sect also wanted to take this opportunity to give him a boost.

Taoist Cangyun is already very happy, maybe he will have a golden elixir master from his sect.

Even the serious-faced Master Canglan looked much more relaxed, and nodded slightly, looking very satisfied with Ding Xie.

If you can really break through the golden elixir realm, you can replace his class.

Thanks again, Ding Xie took the token back. The other introduction token could be used as a family heirloom, and the 60,000 meritorious deeds were also included in the main token.

He walked out of the law enforcement hall with a heavy heart.

At the door, swords and soldiers were facing each other.

The atmosphere was tense.

There were many fellow students blocking the door, all of them seemed to be waiting for someone.

When he saw Ding Xie walking out of the law enforcement hall, he immediately glared and blocked Ding Xie's way.

"Ding Xie, give back my disciple's life!"

"My child was seriously injured, his hand was broken, and he is disabled for the rest of his life."

"My brother's Daoji has been damaged and there is no further possibility."

"..."

The crowd was so angry that they almost swarmed the crowd.

But they also surrounded the place completely, holding magic weapons, at least twenty or thirty people.

Ding Xie walked calmly in front of everyone, bowed his hands and saluted: "My fellow disciples, this fact is not what I wanted, and I have tried my best."

"Fart! You obviously let the traitor go."

"She shielded the traitor and killed her fellow disciples."

"Straight bitch!"

"..."

"Elder, look at the miserable condition of my brother." The crying fellow disciples carried the younger brother wrapped in a rice dumpling and placed it in front of the law enforcement hall.

Ding Xie suddenly raised the magic sword in his hand.

Everyone was shocked.

Phew!

Blood spurted out, staining the road in front of the Law Enforcement Hall red.

Hot blood flew to everyone's faces, causing them to shrink back quickly, just in time to make room for Ding Xie.

The flying sword struck him on the shoulder, and blood flowed down his arm.

Ding Xie did not give up.

Talismans for holding objects floated out, and the magical instruments rotated frequently.

The palm-sized knife stabbed the flesh, without any defense, just letting the blade penetrate deeply.

Standing tall and tall in front of everyone, his originally ruddy hair turned white due to excessive blood loss.

"I do things for myself and I am responsible for them all."

As he spoke, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

This moment completely frightened everyone.

Every entry was a penetrating wound. Even a foundation-building monk couldn't sustain such an injury for long, not to mention the weapons used.

The magic weapon already suppresses mana and the physical body's self-healing, and now it is even worse when talking to people.

"Six swords, twelve holes, I, Ding Xie, will return your wounds!"

"If someone dies, take my bones and blood."

While speaking, he took out the best magic weapon and cut off the little finger of his right hand with a sword.

Bah!

Fall in front of everyone.

"I, Ding Xie, walk well and sit upright."

"My bones and blood are with you, and I will never see you again in this life!"

Ding Xie shouted angrily, and ripples formed around his body forming a wall of air: "Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I feel guilty and speak to you just because I, Ding Xie, still have a conscience, and I feel I can't do anything to you."

"If you get too far, then we'll break up!"

"Since you are all here."

"Just behead me!"

Ding Xie spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face was extremely depressed.

The body is like a small boat in the waves, and can only be allowed to drift.

However, it was unprecedentedly enjoyable.

Ding Xie grinned.

Laughing loudly.
Chapter completed!
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