Comprehension Recovery Evolution

Chapter 86 Longbow Defense Line
"There are no spirit stone seeds? Why?" Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao walked around Pingdingfengfang City side by side, but they couldn't find anything for sale.

No one bothered to explain this matter, and most of them ignored it when they asked.

Zhang Yang looked puzzled, and Ji Mengyao said: "Let's see if there is an auction house, the auction house should sell spirit stone seeds."

Hearing this, a monk with an indifferent expression who came to the store to buy spirit grass here glanced at him: "Don't worry about it, we are here for the longbow line of defense, so there are a total of nine in the Jiuge World relying on the turbulent gaps in time and space. The world that exists between layers is the first line of defense. You can’t find things like spirit stone seeds in this line of defense. The growth process of those things is to consume the vitality of the world to forcibly produce spirit stones, so they are strategic. Materials, once the important central world of Moxiu is captured, immediately plant the seeds of spirit stones all over the world, and absorb the vitality of the world. Give up such important materials, you can’t buy them.”

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly saluted: "How dare you ask seniors for advice!"

"Don't be so stupid, in our longbow defense line, the best way to greet you is this." The monk pointed to the long knife at his waist, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I haven't seen the junior who holds the ceremony for almost 300 years. Now, which world did you come from? Well, how big is the sect? What is the performance of invading demon cultivators, and how many are there?"

Zhang Yang answered the monk's questions one by one.

The monk pondered and frowned: "Six demon cultivators invaded? For a sect of this size. Well, it should be at the entrance of the frontier world, let me think about it."

"The head teacher of the sect over there seems to be a boy named Su Ba." The monk frowned and said, "Hey, your head teacher is called Su Ba?"

How can I answer this kind of question, the Supreme Master has always seen the dragon without seeing the end, Zhang Yang has never seen it before!

"I, I've never met the Supreme Headmaster. Our headmaster is amazing." Zhang Yang laughed dryly.

"It's not that it's hard to remember the headmaster. There are eight fortress-level sects in the border world alone. You must be one of them anyway. Well, where did they all go? Where did the magic cultivator get so many masters?" ?” After the monk finished speaking, with a sad expression on his face, he took out two wine gourds from the storage bag on his waist, and threw one to Zhang Yang: “This little girl has your Taoist curse mark on her body, you little dolls, don’t you? When it comes to Nascent Soul Blind Seal, you are the fire life, she is the water life, then it depends on how you cultivate! No wonder they will attack you. It’s really not strict!"

Zhang Yanggang took a sip of rice wine, and spit it out when he heard the words.

"Hahaha! It's okay. In the few years when I first started cultivating, this Taoist curse seal was printed directly. I won't trouble your masters, hahaha! It's rare to have the same interests, children, how about going to my place to play? "The monk took a sip of the rice wine and invited Zhang Yangdao.

"I don't know what spirit grass senior lacks. Before I came here, I collected some." Zhang Yang should be the latter.

"The more the better, the more the better! This is the longbow line of defense. It lacks everything but one kind of thing. Killing geniuses. This place gathers top-notch geniuses from all over the world who specialize in killing the way. He is the pride of the heavenly pride. Hehe, I am very disappointed. When I come here, I am nothing." The monk glanced at Zhang Yang: "You are okay, you are still accompanied by the Taoist companion when you first arrived. I used to protect the Taoist companion. Tianji Peak, the ancestors who followed our Zuowang Peak defended the battle line for a full eight months, and the top of the Zongmen’s mountain was wiped out for a whole nine feet! What is the powder, there is a lot less space. At that time, the battle was too bitter. At the end of the fight, the vitality of the world was gone, and it was only by relying on the little real energy produced by the nourishment of the physical body that everyone evacuated and came back."

Zhang Yang said pleasantly: "So it's the senior from Zuo Wang Peak!"

"Huh? What's so strange, Dao Killing Genius, besides Zuowang Peak, which other peaks are there? Make a fuss, drink." The monk didn't understand the meaning, and said casually.

Zhang Yang hurriedly said a few words: "Practice stubbornness, practice wholeness..."

"Huh?" The monk was startled, and slapped Zhang Yang on the head: "Shut up! Don't you know the difference! Don't think that the sound transmission can keep it secret, and some masters of the secret art can crack the encryption of the sound transmission. I know everything I can hear! Fortunately, the first three sentences can be understood by the masters of the longbow defense line, and the latter, hehe, dare you say that I have destroyed the orthodoxy on your side!"

Zhang Yang's face turned pale: "Can the sound transmission be in vain?"

"Isn't that right?" The monk walked slowly: "It's no wonder I'm talking too much. It turns out that he's from the lineage of the master of Zuwang Peak. Then this wine is not suitable."

Zhang Yang handed over the glass wine bottle: "You always drink this!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yang continued to drink rice wine!

The monk played with the mouth of the glass bottle and sniffed it: "Well, good wine! How do you open the mouth of this bottle? Well, the mechanism is very clever, haha!"

Lifting the bottle cap up, the cultivator drank half of the bottle in one gulp: "There is no production on the defense line, and it all depends on killing demons to snatch it. Don't mention this, um! Not bad! If you have any questions, just ask them, I'm in a good mood today."

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Senior, look, there are a total of 99 disciples from each peak who can participate in the Xianmen War from our sect, including 75 male cultivators and 24 female cultivators. I wonder if you are always in need of help people?"

"As long as there are 100 of them from Zuowang Peak. Are there 100 of them?" The monk's eyes lit up when he heard this: "If there are [-] of his disciples from Zuowang Peak, tsk tsk, he can form a special combat team and live for a few years..."

What?Yuanhui?

What is the concept of a yuanhui!
Zhang Yang was startled, knowing that he had met an old monster, so he continued to listen to him without any emotion on his face: "I can survive [-]% without dying. If I survive a few of his supreme beings, hehe, I can complete a few more lines of defense."

Zhang Yang smiled dryly: "Here, there are only me and my brother in Zuowang Peak."

"What's the use of just two people? Forget it, it's just two people. Let me ask you, how is your senior brother?" The monk looked at the wine in the glass bottle for a long time, but he was not willing to drink it, so he turned his head and asked.

"I have practiced the third sentence." Zhang Yang replied truthfully.

"Wow! What's interesting over there, passed down from one generation to another? Well, it's not bad to be able to practice the third sentence in that kind of world." The monk grinned: "It's worth having fun! Gudu!"

He drank all the wine and put away the bottle contentedly: "Boy, little girl, go, come and play with me!"

There was no movement, a layer of light quickly gathered together, covering the three of them, the light in front of them suddenly became strange, and then recovered in an instant, the three of them were already standing in the main hall of Zuowang Peak in this sect.

Zhang Yang saw Hua Xianyun, Fairy Yunluo followed behind Hua Xianyun, Yan Xiu was beside Fairy Yunluo, and all the people from Zuwangfeng on the side of the branch sect were present.

"What's the matter with you? I said that there is no shortage of people in the headquarters of Siwangfeng! Go back!" the monk said impatiently to Hua Xianyun.

Zhang Yang blinked, and went straight to Yan Xiu's side: "Brother, how is the progress of the third sentence?"

Yan Xiu's attention was not on the main hall, and when he heard the words, he drew his sword, and a purple brilliance covered the sword, and a layer of golden light flowed on the sword surface: "I don't know if it counts as the third sentence of perfection, I refer to your pure The principle of the Yang sword body has doubled the power."

"Hiss—!" The suspected peak master of Zuowang Peak that Zhang Yang met walked over quickly, and scolded: "Even if the Taoist heart is perfected to Chaoche, how many yuan will pass, and few people can really plant demons." Yes, boy, you are not afraid of death, you actually dare, hey, is this the sword heart seed demon?"

The cultivator suspected of being the peak master looked at Hua Xianyun: "Which generation of peak master is this kid from your lineage? I want it!"

Zhang Yang hurriedly shouted: "Senior, we can make wine!"

"Who knows how to make wine?" The cultivator glared at Zhang Yang: "As long as the longbow defense line has an outstanding Dao killing genius and an extremely useful existence, I would like to see this sword heart breeder keep them on the face. Do you know if you can't hold back? Everyone in the headquarters must go out to kill Moxiu every once in a while, otherwise they will either be killed or rushed to other places, and they will not be able to stay."

"The main reason is that we can't feed so many people in the defense line. The human body needs a special substance, which needs to be replenished every once in a while. The most important line of defense in the frontier. Demon cultivators have kept nothing in the past few thousand years. They have solid walls and clear fields, and there is not so much food. I can't keep it even if I want to." The monk sighed: "That's why the wine is so expensive, and the food is so expensive. It’s not enough, let alone use it to make wine.”

Zhang Yang blinked and spread out a linen cloth: "Senior, you told me earlier that our sects are all in short supply, except for food!"

A thousand catties of rice +1, desolate animal meat +1, vegetables and fruits +1, the monk who is suspected of being the peak master was stunned.

(End of this chapter)