I stack buffs in a weird world!

"Ah?"

Yun Fei scratched his head. He couldn't understand why Zhang Yang, who had just joined the sect, had the courage to challenge Yun Kun.

"Hehe... a great man once said that when people are weak, they should unite all the forces that can be united.

Make more friends and fewer enemies."

Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"So... before it gets dark, you can find a few people who have a good relationship with you in the past.

Tell them that I can increase their efficiency in collecting green-bellied ants by many times."

Yun Fei's eyes lit up after hearing this. Others may not know, but he knows it clearly.

The awakened ability of this senior brother Zha Ren can tell which tree has more green-bellied ants and which tree has fewer green-bellied ants.

Apart from other things, this ability can attract a group of woodcutting monks to get close to them.

"Senior brother Zha Ren, I have a few acquaintances who often talk to Yun Kun.

Don't worry, I believe they will definitely agree."

Yun Fei patted his chest to guarantee.

These people gather for profit, and of course they disperse for profit. It doesn't take much effort to persuade them to rebel.

If Zhang Yang was not afraid of attracting the attention of Abbot Qingming and the eldest brother, it would actually be the best choice to parasitize all these woodcutter monks and turn them into slaves.

By then, the speed of cultivating the Qingming Hand will be faster, and he will have more self-protection power.

Yun Fei did not hesitate and pushed the door open directly.

He did not rush back until the strange moon was about to rise.

"Brother Zharen, it's done!"

Zhang Yang nodded. It's just a few fence-sitters. It's not difficult to deal with it.

"By the way, aren't you going to the evening class today?"

He frowned and suddenly remembered that the evening bell didn't ring today.

"Brother, you can't do the evening class during the full moon. The power of the strange moon is the strongest at this time, and even the host will not leave the meditation room unless there is something else to do."

Yun Fei carefully glanced out the window and whispered.

"Oh?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said nothing, but his eyes moved.

When the strange moon is at its strongest, it is also his strongest time. He is not afraid of the pollution of the strange moon. He is not afraid of overusing the blood pupil under the strange moon.

But he should be cautious. He will send the scout Raven to take a good look at the clues of Qingyang Temple at night.

The moon is three feet high, and Yunfei, who is sleeping on the floor, can hear steady breathing.

In order to make him sleep more peacefully, Zhang Yang specially weaves an illusion for him to let him fall asleep.

On the tree not far from the door, Raven flapped its wings and flew quickly towards the meditation room of old monk Qingming.

There is a ban on the back mountain, so it is not allowed to go for the time being.

Zhang Yang had to visit the meditation rooms of Qingming and Tan Tan.

Everything seemed very quiet under the strange moon, and only some birds and insects were particularly clear.

Raven just flew under the eaves of the meditation room of old monk Qingming, and heard a whisper.

"Master, the second and third brothers have been on this trip for quite a long time. The Heaven Gate is about to open..."

"Greed, what do you want to say?"

"Ahem... Master, my Rotten Bone Palm is almost ready. This time, as long as I enter the Heaven Gate, I will definitely help you get the Phantom Stick Insect."

The greedy voice of the eldest brother came from the Zen room, sounding a little anxious.

"Well, what do you mean?"

"Master, let me have the 'leek' this time. After all, the second and third brothers are not here, and the Heaven Gate is about to open..."

The Zen room was quiet, and Raven could only hear the faint breathing.

"Okay, this time... I'll give it to you, but Zharen, you can't move for the time being."

Zhang Yang suddenly heard his Dharma name and frowned slightly.

This Qingming is indeed as he imagined, there must be something strange.

And who are the "leeks" in their words? Could it be these woodcutter monks?

No wonder a few woodcutter monks disappear or die every now and then.

"Master, why? Zharen is an awakener, one can do ten. The second and third brothers needed to go out a few times before, and I didn't snatch them. Why can't I do it this time?"

The greedy tone suddenly rose, sounding resentful.

"No reason, I'm just a little interested in him." The voice of the old monk Qingming came.

"Master..."

"Don't say it, what belongs to you is yours, don't snatch it if it's not yours!"

Qingming's words cannot be rejected.

"And... this batch of 'leeks' is still a week away, you can manage your time."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang controlled the raven and flew away directly.

In Dingwu Zen Room, Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and Yunfei was still sleeping not far away.

"This is... just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's den again!"

Although he had expected it, he couldn't help but sigh that it was not easy to find a place to stay in this world.

He was a small awakener, and people were thinking about him everywhere.

No wonder Wu Laoer once said that low-level awakeners without a background could not survive at allUntil the end of life.

'No, Yun Fei clearly said that unless they are willing, the Qingming Mother Worm and the Qingming Worm cannot be plundered. '

Zhang Yang suddenly remembered Yun Fei's words, but thought about it again.

The entire Qingyang Temple is under the control of Old Monk Qingming. Is what he said a lie? Or is there another reason for this matter?

Qingming? Qingming?

He felt that this matter was unusual!

The monks of Qingyang Temple seemed like lambs in a pen, or crops grown.

Once the lambs grow up and the crops mature, it is time to harvest.

"A week?"

Zhang Yang clenched his fists. A week is enough for him to do a lot of things.

"No!"

Zhang Yang's sight returned to the raven, which was about to fly halfway up the mountain.

Yun Fei said that the Pure Fire was in the meditation room of the eldest brother.

Just now, I heard that the eldest brother was in the meditation room of Old Monk Qingming. Doesn't that mean... there is no one in the meditation room of the eldest brother now?

‘Good opportunity! ’

Zhang Yang’s eyes lit up with excitement. Now was the perfect time to steal the Pure Fire while the eldest brother was away… ugh, snatch it!

He quickly put on his shoes and prepared to leave.

But his cautious nature slowed him down, “If you want to be immortal, let the raven explore the way first!”

Flutter…the raven flew up again and flew towards the eldest brother’s Zen room, landing carefully under the eaves of the Zen room.

Zhang Yang controlled the raven and slowly approached the window of the Zen room. There were some gaps there where he could see the situation in the Zen room.

“Hmm? No breathing? It seems that Greed really went to Qingming Zen Room.”

He shook his head and laughed at his own caution, and was about to control the raven to fly away.

“Who?”

A loud shout suddenly appeared in the Zen room, and then a pair of huge ghost hands broke through the wall of the Zen room and grabbed the raven.

Zhang Yang shuddered with fear, but the raven was too late to fly away.

In Raven's vision, the ghost hand was getting closer and closer, and then fell into endless darkness.

His vision was interrupted, and Zhang Yang stood up with an ugly face. What shocked him was not Raven's death, but why the eldest brother was in the meditation room.

He clearly heard Greed's voice in the meditation room of Old Monk Qingming.

It seems that the water in Qingyang Temple is much deeper than he imagined.

If he hadn't been careful enough, it might not be Raven who died this time, but him.

At this time, Greed stood outside the meditation room, frowned at Raven, who was already bloody on the ground, and said, "Raven?"