"Xiaoxu, how can you treat Brother Wu like this? He is my friend, and I asked you to invite him."

A cold sound came from the white mist.

Then, Shang Zigong's heroic figure slowly walked out and walked to Wu Hao's side. Then he bent down and stretched out his hands to help him up from the ground. His eyes were sincere and he said with concern: "Brother Wu, are you okay?"

Wu Hao looked at Shang Ziying and showed a look of surprise and confusion.

Feixu said: "I thought you wanted to kill him."

"Brother Wu is a leader in Guanghan Realm and a pillar of the Heavenly Court Realm. I have wanted to get to know him for a long time. How could I kill him? You... are so...ah..."

Shang Zipeng shook his head, then took out a holy pill the size of a pigeon egg, handed it to Wu Hao, and sighed: "It's all my fault. I didn't explain it clearly to Xiaoxu, and I have caused Brother Wu to suffer. Here, Zipeng apologizes to Brother Wu, hoping that Brother Wu will not take it seriously. This is a small merit pill that can resolve the sword energy of the Xuyue Sword and help Brother Wu recover his leg injuries."

What a person Shang Zipeng, he is the leader of the new generation of the Temple of Merit, and his status is so high that he is equal to some great saints.

Moreover, Wu Hao even knew that Shang Zigong always did things without leaking the water, so how could he not give Waixu a clear instruction on what he wanted to do?

Besides, Faxu is not a subordinate of Shang Zipeng.

"Shang Zipeng and Dexue are just talking about the silly face and the other is talking about the silly face. The ultimate goal is definitely to want me to do something ulterior motive for them."

Wu Hao is not stupid, he sees it very clearly.

What can I do if I see clearly?

Wu Hao raised his head and glanced over. In addition to Faxu and Shang Zipeng, there were dozens of figures present, each of whom exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

How could a monk who could make friends with Dexu and Shang Zigong be an ordinary person?

Not to mention anything else, just a dead void will make you extremely big, and the power behind it is probably impossible to compete with the entire Guanghan Realm.

Of course, the heavenly rules in the heavenly realm are very strict and cannot be overcome by any monk. No matter how powerful the power that De Xu can mobilize, he will never dare to be too arrogant.

After all, once he crosses the boundary drawn by the sky, he will die.

"Shang Zixuan is asking me to make a choice. If I am enemies with him, I may continue to suffer humiliation and torture, and may even die here. If I choose to defect to him, I will be able to become his friend."

Wu Hao smiled bitterly in his heart, and found that he had no right to choose at all. He was cowardly and frustrated... But what can he do?

After pondering for a long time, Wu Hao took a deep breath, picked up the little merit pill in Shang Zipeng's hand, and said, "It turned out to be a misunderstanding... Haha, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, let it pass this matter!"

The monks standing behind Shang Zipeng all smiled with satisfaction. Obviously, this was the result they wanted to see.

A smile appeared on Shang Zipeng's face, he stretched out a hand, patted Wu Hao's shoulder, and said, "Brother Wu is broad-minded, so Zipeng admires it."

Wu Hao swallowed the Merit Xiao Huandan into his mouth, and then a faint holy light emitted from the surface of his skin. In an instant, the Xuyue Dao Qi that invaded his body was expelled from his body, and the wounds on his legs healed quickly.

Gradually, the legs regained consciousness.

Wu Hao felt that the holy energy in his body became more pure, and a strange energy appeared in his blood, which made him full of strength, and a hint of joy appeared on his face: "My destiny is worthy of merit, is this the power of merit?"

Shang Zideng nodded and said, "It is the power of merit. What does Brother Wu think?"

"It can be called the great power of heaven and earth, and it is infinitely mysterious. It can not only remove impurities in the cultivator's body, but also enhance the cultivator's physical body and the power of the holy path, and even help the cultivator to comprehend the holy path." Wu Hao said.

Shang Ziying sighed: "What a pity, what a pity!"

"What a pity?" Wu Hao asked.

Shang Ziying said: "It's a pity that Brother Wu missed a huge opportunity, otherwise he would get something that was thousands of times better than merit. If there were assistance from such things, Brother Wu's physical body and the power of the Holy Dao were enough to improve a lot, how could he lose to Zhang Ruochen?"

Wu Hao asked again: "What is it? It is thousands of times better than merit and pill? Why did Mr. Zipeng say, I missed it? Could it be my own?"

Shang Zipeng seemed to have regarded Wu Hao as his best friend and said earnestly: "Brother Wu must have heard of the Holy Card of Merit, have you?"

"Of course I've heard of it."

A look of excitement flashed in Wu Hao's eyes and said, "In legend, only monks who have made outstanding contributions to the heavenly realm can get a holy card of merit given by the Temple of Merit."

"The holy card of merit is integrated into the body of a cultivator, and the body of a cultivator will be transformed into a precious body of merit and gain mysterious and unpredictable power."

"At the same time, monks with merit treasure bodies can gain a lot of privileges and can enter some cultivation treasure lands that ordinary monks cannot enter... In addition, there are many benefits. In short, the merit holy card is a treasure that countless monks dream of."

Shang Ziying said: "The original intention of establishing the Heavenly Court Realm is to fight against the Hell Realm. The most important part of the Hell Realm is to establish a temple of merit. The temple of merit is established by the gods, with a sacred and inviolable status, and can collect the power of merit between heaven and earth, and condense treasures such as the small merit rebirth and the holy card of merit."

"These treasures do not belong to the temple of merit, but to those monks who have made great contributions to the heavenly realm. The greater the contribution, the more precious the treasures they get."

"Take it from the world and use it from the world. This is the purpose of the Temple of Merit!"

"This time, the monks from the Seven Realms of Shatuo have suffered heavy losses on the battlefield of merit. In order to make up for your losses, the Temple of Merit has brought out a large number of merit treasures and rewarded them to you."

Wu Hao frowned and said, "Is there anything wrong? Why don't I know?"

Shang Ziying shook his head and said, "In fact, everyone can see that the monks from Guanghan Realm are brave enough to fight the enemy on the battlefield. They must be able to get a batch of merit treasures. And you, as the leader of Guanghan Realm, have commanded tens of thousands of saints, killed a large number of Rakshasa Marquis, and have made outstanding achievements. They should have got a card of merit holy cards."

"It's a pity that the moon god is stubborn and in order to save Zhang Ruochen, he actually rushed to the Temple of Merit and made a huge mistake."

"So, the Temple of Merit canceled the merit treasure that should have been rewarded to Guanghan Realm. Hey, Brother Wu, you missed the merit holy card."

What Wu Hao has always dreamed of is to obtain a holy card of merit, and to improve his physical body by constantly accumulating merits, thereby surpassing those geniuses with supreme and perfect physique.

It can be said that only by obtaining the holy card of merit can Wu Hao realize his dream of revitalizing Guanghan Realm.

But Shang Zigong suddenly told him that he had missed the holy card of merit. It is conceivable how bad Wu Hao was in this moment.

Shang Ziying said: "Brother Wu, don't think I'm lying to you. After all, the realm of Kunlun Realm, the realm of the Ten Directions of the Great Demon, the spiritual flame demon concubine, the eight realm, the sword prison realm, the purple palace realm, and the realm of the Tianmu realm all have obtained a holy card of merit. The news should be spread soon. Unfortunately, as the realm of the Guanghan Realm, you have nothing to do."

Wu Hao clenched his hands tightly. Although he was trying to control his emotions, a light of resentment still emanated from his eyes.

Shang Zipeng continued: "If the Moon God saved someone else, it would be fine, and the Temple of Merit would not be so angry. However, the person she saved was Zhang Ruochen. In the ancestral spirit world, Zhang Ruochen and Princess Rakshasa were so ambiguous. They had known people before. Moreover, Zhang Ruochen killed a large number of saints from the seven realms of Shatuo on the battlefield, robbed others of merit without restraint, and ignored the rules of the Temple of Merit and Heavenly Court. Such a person should be executed and not worth saving at all, nor is it worth sacrificing the interests of the entire Guanghan Realm for him. Do you think?"

"That was the decision made by the Moon Goddess..." Wu Hao said with a wry smile.

Shang Zipeng's eyes became very serious and he whispered: "I received the news from the Temple of Merit that the Moon God has been trapped in the Hell Realm for the past 100,000 years since the Moon God disappeared. It is very strange to suddenly return to the Heavenly Realm."

Wu Hao's body seemed to be hit by lightning, and he widened his eyes and said, "What do you mean?"

Shang Zixuan said: "It's meaningless. I'm just a little curious. Will a god change in a hundred thousand years? Will the moon god have already defected to the Hell Realm? Will the Guanghan Realm continue to obey the orders and the moon god, and will it fall into a place of irreparable destruction?"

Suddenly hearing such shocking news, even with Wu Hao's mood, I felt a little uncontrollable.

In his heart, the moon god has always been the most noble, holy and greatest god, who needs to look up and bow down. However, the moon god has been staying in the hell for 100,000 years.

Wu Hao only felt that his belief had begun to collapse.

Shang Zigong paused and said, "It's true that this time, I came to Shatuo Heavenly Realm and came to kill the dark son who was arranged in the Heavenly Realm by Zhang Ruochen."

"Zhang Ruochen is the secret son of the Hell Realm?" Wu Hao said.

Shang Zigong nodded cautiously and said, "There has been a clear news that Zhang Ruochen has been to the Hell Realm. What is quite incredible is that he is still in the Hell Realm and has obtained a magical medicine that has resurrected itself. Without a powerful background in the Hell Realm, how can he obtain the magical medicine?"

Wu Hao's eyes shrank, and the murderous intent that had been hidden in his body finally surged out.

Shang Ziying felt the murderous intent on Wu Hao, and a smile flashed in his eyes. Then, he struck while the iron was hot and said again: "In the Shatuo Heaven Realm, there is the moon god protecting Zhang Ruochen, and the Great Sage of the Barbarian Sword protecting Zhang Ruochen in secret. It is difficult to kill him."

"If you can help me, as long as you kill Zhang Ruochen, you will make great contributions to the heavenly realm. At that time, I will definitely report this to the Temple of Merit, saying that I may not be able to help you win a holy card of merit."

"You're serious?" Wu Hao was a little moved.

Shang Zipeng had a noble temperament and said, "I never tell lies."

About half an hour later, the white mist in this area dissipated. Su Qingling, Wen Shusheng and others found Wu Hao standing under the tree, and then the group left the place.
Chapter completed!