Myriad-realm Stat Point System

Su Ze's origin was mysterious. Even Luo Ying couldn't tell the secret behind him.    

    

It wasn't the Star Moon Holy Land or the Misery Sea Holy Land. So it was the Sun Holy Holy Land?    

    

The strangest thing was that Su Ze didn't look like someone from the Sun Holy Holy Land.    

    

In the entire Guangyuan Territory, there were more than 20 countries, big and small, and the imperial court. What kind of hidden and profound inheritance was there? And there was such a generous amount of cultivation resources?    

    

No matter how Luo Ying thought about it, it was hard to get a suitable answer.    

    

The little Bodhisattva had just recovered from his serious illness and should have returned to Misery Sea Holy Land to express his loyalty and cultivate peacefully to continue being the little Bodhisattva of Misery Sea Holy Land.    

    

Such a thing should not have happened at this time. Plus, the other party was such a mysterious person...    

    

Luo Ying really did not agree.    

    

However, she could not say anything in front of Su Ze. Luo Ying could only wait for the little Bodhisattva to return to her residence before talking about this matter to the little Bodhisattva.    

    

The little Bodhisattva's face instantly turned red and he stammered, "Who... Who would like him... I... I didn't! Don't speak nonsense! "    

    

Seeing that she was unwilling to admit it, Luo Ying sighed in her heart and shook her head helplessly.    

    

"Bao Ling Er, don't be muddle-headed!"    

    

The Holy Land could become one person and also destroy one person.    

    

Su Ze was a natural genius who was also a spiritual root bone, an existence that surpassed the Holy Son of the Holy Land, and he also had the support of a mysterious force behind him. It was inevitable that he would feel the pressure of the Star Moon Holy Land.    

    

If Bao Ling Er continued to devote herself to the Misery Sea Holy Land, her future life would be smooth sailing.    

    

If she couldn't, then her future would be incomparably painful and miserable.    

    

As Luo Ying who controlled the Samsara Organization, how could she not know that the Misery Sea Holy Land seemed to be the one with the least reputation among the three Holy Land, but in fact, it was the one with the strongest strength and the widest influence? It was just that it was deeply rooted and rarely used it.    

    

Thinking of this, how could Luo Ying not feel worried for the little Bodhisattva?    

    

Forcefully taking away the little Bodhisattva at this time would only make her even more stubborn. Luo Ying could only hope that she was not deeply trapped and knew the way back.    

    

For the next few days, Luo Ying was very worried. The little Bodhisattva followed behind Su Ze, but they had reached an agreement with Faang Qingluan, Xiang Fangfei, and even Su Wei. Most of the time, they chatted and laughed with them, but they did not have much time to meet with Su Ze.    

    

Everyone's strength was also slowly increasing...    

    

Su Ze's cultivation was heading towards the fourth level of the Soul Separation Stage. Su Zhongwu and Bei Qiuhua had reached the second level of the Innate Stage. Xiang Yongming started cultivating towards the Soul Separation Stage Fifth Level, and at the same time, he started forging weapons.    

    

Xiang Fangfei had reached the ninth level of the Acquired Stage, and Faang Qingluan had reached the eighth level of the Acquired Stage. Because their cultivation level was originally low, they had made rapid progress at this moment.    

    

At the same time, more and more foreign warriors from the Tieling City appeared.    

    

Gradually, some of the stronger warriors heard the news from the Myriad Treasure Auction House and thought that they had obtained some benefits.    

    

Because of this, the Tieling City in Su Ze's territory became especially prosperous.    

    

————————————————————    

    

In the mountains 2,000 miles away from the imperial court, there was a green mountain range. Countless rare and precious Strange Beast were walking through the forest, and exotic flowers and plants were full of vitality.    

    

The tallest mountain in the mountain range did not have a path to go up or down the mountain. It stood straight, and several palaces stood at the peak of the mountain, reaching into the clouds.    

    

There were two palaces at the top of the mountain. One of them was called the Star Palace, and the other was called the Moon Palace.    

    

There were three other palaces at the bottom, namely the upper palace, the middle palace, and the lower palace.    

    

The upper palace was clean, while Upper Palace Holy Son and Saintess were focused on cultivation. The middle palace was in charge of the internal and external affairs of the sect, and had considerable authority. The lower palace was in charge of the training and use of the sect's servants, servants, and Holy Land's outer sect disciples.    

    

If there were people from subordinate clans or affiliated sects, they would usually be sent to the lower palace. Basically, there was not much of a chance for them to be outstanding talents. Perhaps they would spend their entire lives wasting our palace's resources, and eventually leave with the reputation of the Star Moon Holy Land's disciples. It would not be difficult for them to gain riches in the outside world for the rest of their lives.    

    

At this moment, several deacon elders and ordinary deacons of Holy Land were gathered in the main hall of Zhong Palace.    

    

Upper Palace Holy Son and Saintess, who rarely stopped their cultivation, also came to the Zhong Palace.    

    

Holy Son of the Xia Palace and Saintess from the lower palace also came to the Zhong Palace.    

    

Saintess from the middle palace had a sorrowful expression on her face and did not make a sound.    

    

Her lips were thin, her eyelids were thin, and her eyebrows were thin. Under this expression, there was a kind of indescribable viciousness and viciousness, but it was very compatible with Second Palace Holy Son's gentle appearance.    

    

The five Holy Son and Saintess were followed by Body Leaving Stage attendants and deacons.    

    

"Although this matter doesn't need to be reported to Holy Lord. It will make the old man angry, but it has to be resolved." A deacon elder said, "For thousands of years, our Star Moon Holy Land's Holy Son has never suffered such a loss."    

    

"I want to know the reason. The other party is a small figure from a small city. However, he has Celestial Rank spirit artifact and Celestial Rank weapons in his hands. His Root Bone has been dug out, and someone has even replenished his spiritual root bone... Such a strange and troublesome fellow, it's obviously not something a small figure can describe. "    

    

"It is either the Misery Sea Holy Land or the Sun Holy Holy Land. They are treating this Su Ze as a peerless genius, and they are doing everything they can to nurture him. This also meant that... No matter what kind of revenge we take, it may fail."    

    

Saying this, he didn't continue.    

    

The consequences of failure, needless to say, everyone here knew. Star Moon Holy Land had lost to Su Ze once again? The reputation of the Star Moon Holy Land was equivalent to being stepped on by Su Ze once more. In the future, the name of the Three Great Holy Lands might become two great holy lands.    

    

Therefore, the Star Moon Holy Land must not be defeated, nor should it be defeated.    

    

However, none of them had the confidence to win.    

    

As smart people on the path of cultivation, how could they not know that even if they sent out more Martial Cultivator of Body Leaving Stage and Martial Cultivator of Fusion Stage, there would still be no return!    

    

The Star Adoring Sect had failed, and Second Palace Holy Son had failed until he died... These two consecutive failures, if one carefully thought about it, one could understand that Su Ze was still unharmed. It seemed like the people of Star Moon Holy Land were almost able to kill him, but in fact, he still had many more tricks up his sleeve.    

    

"We have been defeated time and time again..." Upper Palace Holy Son said slowly. He was wearing an embroidered dragon cloak and had a noble bearing. "If we continue to send people to Tieling City impatiently, we will fall into their trap. At that time, the face of Star Moon Holy Land will really disappear."    

    

"In my opinion, we can't do anything anymore. We will seize it after Holy Lord finishes his seclusion. This involves the conflict between the two Holy Land. It's no longer something we should make a decision about."