Adventures of the Wanjie Predator

"Senior Brother Wen, please take a seat!"

The old man surnamed Ye made a gesture of invitation, motioning for Wen Baifeng to take a seat. Then clapping his hands, a young monk with excellent appearance and manners walked in from the back of the hall, holding in his hand a black lacquer tray with a delicate dragon-headed teapot and two jade cups of turquoise.

The young monk poured a cup for each of them in a smooth manner, and then placed the black lacquer tray on the low table not far from the old man surnamed Ye, and then bowed respectfully to the two of them, and then retreated.

The old man surnamed Ye brought the fragrant jade cup to his nose, took a sip hard, and said with a fluttering expression: "This is the yellow tip of the tender leaves collected from the fifty-year-old spirit vermilion fruit tree, and the tea brewed is not only fragrant, but also can increase spiritual power cultivation.

" This is the high-grade quality that I spent ten medium-grade spirit stones to get.

I would like to invite you to taste one or two.

When you and I have drunk this pot of tea, my disciple will almost bring the good news!

"

When Wen Baifeng heard this, he snorted lightly, picked up the jade cup and drank it all in one gulp. Naturally, he would not be polite, this was the treatment he had only received in exchange for his thirty-year-old purple lingzhi.

At the thought that this treasure, which had worked hard for many years, was about to fall into the hands of others, his heart was extremely painful, and his hatred for Zhuo Yun was even more palpitated.

The old man surnamed Ye saw that Wen Baifeng was unhappy, so he took the initiative to say: "I heard that Linghu Ancestor has recently traveled out of the four seas again!"

Speaking of the Optimus Pillar of Red Maple Valley, Wen Dafeng's expression became respectful: "The ancestor has great powers, and he can enjoy the world, but I heard that his old man has recently become obsessed with the way of the talisman seal, and he is collecting relevant Taoist secret books everywhere. "

"Hehe, the Yuanying-level figures are land immortals, and their every move, where we can speculate. Perhaps, the power of the Fu Seal technique studied by the ancestor is still above the magic weapon!" the old man surnamed Ye said with affection.

For these monks who are out of reach in the golden pill period, the magic weapon only exists in their dreams, but for the Yuanying-level monks, it is nothing.

The two of them chatted about the major events in the sect and exchanged their experiences in cultivation, and before they knew it, a pot of spiritual tea had bottomed out.

Then, after another half of the day, the deacon disciple who had been sent out to convey the order was late.

The old man surnamed Ye looked a little uncertain, this disciple was more than half an hour slower than he expected, and he couldn't help but say slightly angrily: "He Chen, what's the matter? Why are your hands and feet so grinding." "

He Chen's neck shrank when he heard this, and he said with a bitter face: "Master, that person is not in the stone house at all. The disciples ran to many places in the valley before they heard about him. "

"And then?" the old man surnamed Ye turned pale, "Then did he accept the order?"

"Nope. The disciple inquired that he had already entered the Earth Fire House and had booked a two-month appointment with Senior Brother Zhong, the person in charge!" The deacon disciple He Chen replied truthfully.

"Senior Brother Wen, look, this ......" The old man surnamed Ye showed a look of surprise, and had no choice but to look at Wen Baifeng with an inquiring gaze.

Wen Baifeng pondered for a while, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Okay, let that little beast live for two more months." "

......

An hour ago.

Yue Lan Palace. No. 26 Earth Fire House.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, please put away this jade plaque by yourself. As soon as the door was closed, it was cut off from the outside world. Unless it's a combination of several monks in the Yudan period, no one will break in from outside, so don't worry, no one will bother!"

Zhong Wan, an ugly man who has always had an arrogant attitude and is only respectful to high-ranking monks, and the ugly man who manages the house, has rarely shown a flattering smile to fellow monks today.

Of course, Zhuo Yun knew very well that this was all for his generous efforts.

After the ugly man Zhong Wan went out, he moved the ban on the jade plate and completely sealed the stone door of the earth fire house.

Zhuo Yun briefly studied the dragon's head mechanism that could spew out the fire of the earth's lungs, and then sat back on the emerald green futon in the earthfire house.

In his mind, he first recalled the process of breaking through the early stage of foundation building several times, and after confirming that nothing was missed, he decisively began to devour the foundation building pill that had been prepared for a long time.

After the first Tsukidan entered his abdomen, an explosive medicinal power spread through Zhuo Yun's body, and at the same time, a large amount of silver-gray mixed impurities mixed with blood in his body were also discharged, emitting bursts of foul odor.

Zhuo Yun, who had already experienced it once, naturally turned a blind eye and began the cultivation of the Great Jue Golden Lotus Gong with ease.

Summing up the lessons of the last time, the time he swallowed Tsukidan this time was more regular, and he often took one at regular intervals. Instead of waiting until the last Tsukidan was exhausted.

In this way, under the relatively stable and continuous surging medicinal effect, Zhuo Yun quickly practiced the first layer of the Great Awakening Golden Lotus Gong, and soon after, he successfully broke through the early stage of foundation building and cultivated the second layer of the Great Awakening Golden Lotus Gong.

Feeling the medicinal power of the Zhuji Pill still surging in his body, Zhuo Yun didn't think much about it, and instead began to cultivate the Qingyuan Sword Technique Technique with the wood attribute.

One heavy!

Dual!

Triple!

Quadruple!

This Qingyuan sword technique is much simpler than the Great Jue Golden Lotus Technique, and under the effect of the vast and huge medicinal power of the Zhuji Pill, it was quickly achieved overnight, and it also reached the level of the early stage of foundation building.

Zhuo Yun suddenly thought about it, and slashed his right palm at the wall on the right, only to see a sword light that was a long sword, which instantly formed from his hand, and left a sword mark as deep as a middle finger on the hard tungsten stone wall in a flash.

It's almost as powerful as an ordinary high-grade magic weapon!

Zhuo Yun's heart changed again, and there was suddenly a faint cold light sword and shield in front of him. Zhuo Yun tried to attack, its defense should be equivalent to a beginner mid-level defensive spell, and the sword and shield will also actively release the sword to counterattack.

Seeing the changes and power of the sword technique, it was indeed as described in the original book, Zhuo Yun nodded secretly.

Calculating the time, it took Zhuo Yun nearly a month to cultivate both the Great Jue Golden Lotus Gong and the Qingyuan Sword Technique to the level of the early stage of foundation building. Next, he didn't rush again. Instead, it took another week to stabilize the current realm of the two exercises, as well as to lay a deeper foundation.

Only then did he officially begin the practice of the Buddha's Sutras.

Immersed in cultivation, half a year has passed in a flash.

......

Deacon's Hall.

"Senior Brother Ye, it's been more than half a year, why hasn't that little brute gone to me to report yet, don't you want to favor him and secretly report to him?" Wen Baifeng looked at the old man surnamed Ye with some suspicion.

When the old man surnamed Ye heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I said, Senior Brother Wen, what are you talking nonsense! I am not related to that kid, is it worth offending you, Senior Brother for him? What's more, your purple Lingzhi is a treasure that I think about day and night! I'm still waiting to use it as the main medicine of my pill!"

Wen Baifeng just asked casually, with his understanding of this Senior Brother Ye, he would never make that unwise choice, and he would believe it when he heard it.

"That's weird. He is a monk in the Qi refining period, what kind of pill to refine, what kind of instrument to refine, it takes half a year? Could it be that he had an accident and died inside?" Wen Baifeng muttered to himself.

The old man surnamed Ye also thought of this possibility, and his face couldn't help but collapse. If Zhuo Yun unfortunately dies in the Earth Fire House, he will not be able to reap any benefits.

At this time, a deacon disciple suddenly hurriedly walked in outside the main hall. I only heard him report loudly: "Uncle Ye, that Zhuo Yun that you let your disciples keep an eye on finally came out of the Earth Fire House today. "

"Okay!" Wen Baifeng didn't react yet, and the old man surnamed Ye had already stood up excitedly, "Senior Brother Wen, I will personally accompany you on a trip today." Tell him the order with your own mouth. "

"Then there is Senior Brother Lao. "

After saying that, the two of them didn't care about the presence of the deacon disciple, they looked at each other and laughed insolently.

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