Ah-oh Deer is sinister (1)

"Merit? How could I dare to think about such a precious and illusory thing?" The man shook his head.

"Only those who have done good things for the human world can get some merit. The little demon was still a demon, and he had never seen such a thing before. I don't even dare to think about it. " Merit was a good thing. A trace of merit could be equivalent to ten years of cultivation.

But how could merit be so easy to obtain?

He was at a loss when he heard Lulu's words.

Lulu's apathetic expression turned warmer.

"Come, come, come. Get up, get up. What are you kneeling for? Look at this, look at the welfare of our Hall of salvation."