However, information soon came to my heart, which relieved Zheng Xiaoming's doubts. It was because Zheng Xiaoming wanted to collect the 200,000 bonus, which offset most of the merits.

If Zheng Xiaoming didn’t want the 200,000 bonus, this merit would naturally be more!

Zheng Xiaoming was immediately embarrassed. Although merit is important, isn’t this money also important?

At least if you have money, you can buy cat food and feed cats yourself, right?

So he wisely skipped the question.

A little calculation makes you smile.

The seven-slide merit is the maturity of thirty-five.

The maturity of Zhuangyuan Fruit has reached 48%, and this 35% is 83%. It is not far from ripening!

Then Zheng Xiaoming looked at the shadow puppets of the two people who were still ramming on the fence: "The shadow puppets of these two people are not serious at first sight. If they are killed, they don't know if they have merits!

No, these two things should have good deeds if they are killed!"

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoming had already understood vaguely.

Doing good deeds in the reality of the world is merit.

And weeding in this blessing field, or even dealing with such monsters, should be a good deed!

After the daylight incident, Zheng Xiaoming felt as if he had opened the Ren and Du meridians, and his courage suddenly became much stronger.

He yelled, and he had already picked up the Ruyi hoe in his hand. He weighed it in his hand, and his heart suddenly moved, and a trace of merit disappeared.

At the same time, the hoe suddenly turned into a long sword!

However, this hoe is originally called the treasure of Ruyi's merits, and of course it changes in all kinds of ways. Whether it is a tool for weeding or a sword for demon-slaying, it is just like the human heart!

With this long sword in hand, Zheng Xiaoming became bolder and stepped out of the fence in just a few steps, stabbing a human shadow puppet with one sword.

The two human shadows quickly retreated and floated up to avoid the attack of Ruyi Hoe.

However, he never expected that Zheng Xiaoming was fighting in the east and the west. Halfway through the move, he suddenly changed his direction and stabbed another human shadow puppet.

The shadow was suddenly stabbed by the long sword, and with a sneer, it seemed like it was burned by a soldering iron, and a stream of blue smoke rose, then shrank violently and turned into ashes.

The ashes were attracted even more and fell into the Futian in a floating and scattered manner.

At the same time, information was transmitted to Zheng Xiaoming's sea of ​​consciousness: "The resentful spirit comes from the spirit that the dead are unwilling to accept. It can absorb people's essence and energy, which is extremely weak! The seven silks of Yin Death of Destruction."

Sure enough, killing this thing is indeed a good deed!

At the same time, Zheng Xiaoming's merit power was completely eliminated.

The remaining shadow of another person was so scared that he floated up and did not dare to leave.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Xiaoming became more courageous. He only felt that this person's shadow puppet looked scary, but it seemed that he was not very powerful!

He pointed the long sword of Ruyi in his hand at the shadow of the human puppet floating into the sky for five or six meters, and shouted arrogantly: "If you have the seed, come down!"

The human shadows floated in the air like kites, but they could not enter the Futian area tied up by the fence.

Zheng Xiaoming walked back in disappointment.

This man's shadow puppet is so high that he is useless at all.

However, when Zheng Xiaoming turned around, the shadow puppet in the air suddenly rushed from behind, and saw that he was about to pounce on Zheng Xiaoming.

But he didn't expect that Zheng Xiaoming would turn around and stab the human shadow puppet with a sword.

The man's shadow puppet also sneered and was engulfed by the flames, burning to ashes in a blink of an eye!

Then Zheng Xiaoming noticed a little ashes burned from the shadow of the man's puppet just now, as if he was subjected to some kind of gravity and fell from the sky into the Futian.

Another message came out: "The resentment comes from the spirit of the dead who is unwilling to accept it. It can absorb people's essence and is extremely weak!

The seven silks of Yin Death of Destruction!”

Look at the treasure of Ruyi merits, there are only five pieces of merit left in it!

However, every time you kill a human skin and resentful soul, you will consume a little of your merit!

But these are still very cost-effective.

Because Zheng Xiaoming found that the ripening of Zhuangyuan Fruit increased by 14%, making its ripening reach 62!

Killing a resentful soul actually has seven traces of good deeds. It is much more cost-effective than weeding!

"Sure enough! The ashes that kill these demons are the best fertilizer in Futian!

No wonder the Taoist Technique says, protect the field of blessings and cultivate the fruits of Tao! It turns out that it is this method of protecting the cultivation.

In other words, as long as I kill more monsters and monsters, I will have more fertilizer and more Zhuangyuan fruits to eat!

Where do you need to spend money to feed cats in reality?”

Zheng Xiaoming thought so, but suddenly awakened, the cat still needs to be fed, and merit is still very important. Without merit, why should we kill these two human skins?

Then Zheng Xiaoming calculated that he still had five points of merit, which means that if he continued to weed, he could still give birth to the Zhuangyuan Fruit 25%.

Now the maturity of Zhuangyuan Fruit has reached 62, and this 25% is 87% maturity!

Then, you will hoe the ground and pull out a weed, and you will have five traces of good deeds, and this maturity can reach 92.

If you pull out another weed tomorrow, it will be ninety-seven.

In other words, at most, the Zhuangyuan Fruit will be ripe and eaten into your mouth!

When Zheng Xiaoming thought of this, he was overjoyed and would not delay any further.

He got up first and used the five merits, and ripened the Zhuangyuan Fruit to 87%.

Next, I can only rely on my own strength to slowly hoe the ground and weed.

After being busy, I was so tired that I pulled out a weed.

But I went to bed unknowingly tired!

Before my consciousness was blurred, I was still thinking in my heart that this merit is indeed important. Without merit, weeding alone is slow and tiring!

After two more days, the night after, Zheng Xiaoming was busy again and pulled out a weed, but Zhuangyuan Fruit finally matured, and quickly turned from green to red, from raw to ripe, emitting a fragrance.

The Zhuangyuan fruit smelled tempting. This time, Zheng Xiaoming walked over without hesitation anymore, picked the Zhuangyuan fruit and swallowed it into his stomach!

The flames burned, and Zheng Xiaoming immediately woke up from his sleep.

It's already dawn again!

Zheng Xiaoming quickly woke up.

I was complacent and had to go out to the bathroom.

Zheng Xiaoming's home is an old house, and the bedroom does not have a toilet, and there is only one bathroom shared by his family.

He was shocked as soon as he opened the door to go to the bathroom: "Sister, what are you doing?"
Chapter completed!