Chapter 148

Cui Wenzi's face was full of excitement. He took over the complete collection of Xiuzhen basic Danlu in Zhou Yang's hand and found that it was all Xiuzhen danfang.

What are congealing Qi pill, marrow washing pill and Jushen pill······

Even if he can live forever in the mythical world now, it is difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

This is a completely new alchemy system.

Although the elixir he refined can make people live forever, fundamentally speaking, after taking the elixir, he just becomes an ordinary person with a long life. There is no extraordinary power.

After seeing off the intoxicated Cui Wenzi, Zhou Yang saw Hou Zhu, the iron bravery God, ignore the eighteen bronze men with the divine carving heroes and return to the Wanjie building with the nine headed snake cypress.

With a gentle wave of Zhou Yang's hand, the Hydra cypress turned into a streamer and fell behind the Wanjie building.

"The task reward will not be given to you, but you can enter the night legend world without paying 100 value points." Zhou Yang said to the eighteen bronze men.

The eighteen bronze men looked excited when they heard the speech. I'm afraid they can't afford to enter the legendary world of the night.

But now it's free. They can get a little harvest. It's also a worthwhile trip.

"God Hou, you can also go back and take some people like them." Zhou Yang said. It is said that the world is so big in the dark night. It is not very different to go one day early and one day late.

After the iron bravery God Hou Zhu ignored and bowed down with the eighteen bronze men, the iron bravery God Hou Zhu ignored and returned to the first world in the world, summoned people, and the eighteen bronze men killed the legendary world at night with an iron bar.

Soon after Hou Zhu, the iron gall God, ignored and others left, Yang Xiao of the Ming religion also took the members of the Ming religion and carefully carried the small flat peach tree requested by Zhou Yang.

The small flat peach tree is about ten feet tall and ten people hold it together. Each root is three or four meters long. Its branches and leaves are like black jade carving, as if they can drip jade juice and are full of strong vitality.

In addition, there are hundreds of peaches with the size of a bowl and bright color, just like crystal, hanging on the tree. It looks and feels extraordinary.

Zhou Yang gently touched it, and the small flat peach tree disappeared without a trace. Dozens of feet away from the Hydra cypress, the small flat peach tree stood tall and upright.

"Yang Xiao, you can take all the people behind you into the legendary world of the night." Zhou Yang pocketed the small flat peach tree in a good mood and pointed to the twenty or thirty people behind Yang Xiao.

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Yang Xiao and those Mingjiao followers behind him said excitedly.

Watching the Mingjiao people enter the night legend world, Zhou Yang takes out the task book. He still has two troublesome tasks to arrange.

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Night legend world.

The sweeping monk has always believed that even if he did not reach the state of Buddha is me and I am Buddha, the state of mind as calm as water and calm should have been reached long ago.

A man has been in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin temple for more than 40 years. He doesn't communicate with anyone. He just peeps occasionally, watches quietly and says nothing.

How many people can stand loneliness like this?

But in the Wanjie building, his calm mind was broken.

But fortunately, I read the Buddhist scriptures calmly and returned to the state of ancient well without waves.

However, who knows, just entering the world of night legend, I met the Mongolian master King Jinlun and his party.

"My Buddha is merciful." the sweeping monk whispered, and followed abbot xuanci and his party quietly to the other direction.

I don't know if it's their good luck or bad luck.

Before they had gone far, they met a wave of more than a dozen werewolves.

Looking at the membership card with red light, abbot xuanci and others will not let them go. The two sides are at war.

Maybe it's yourself. I'm used to playing last.

The sweeping monk watched quietly. Abbot xuanci and others fought with the werewolf.

Who knows that the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma in the rear, regardless, is like a human fierce beast, killing a werewolf.

How can these ordinary werewolves compare with the Golden Wheel Dharma king who has reached the 11th level of dragon elephant Prajna skill.

More than a dozen werewolves, including abbot xuanci, were killed like melons and vegetables by the king of the golden wheel.

The sweeping monk looked at it quietly, silent, indifferent and silent.

"The national master really deserves to be the first expert in Mongolia." Mongolian big Khan mengge said excitedly. More than a dozen werewolves killed the whole army so easily.

With the strength of the Golden Wheel Dharma king, you don't kill werewolves when you meet werewolves or vampires when you meet vampires.

"Big Khan should take out the werewolf's heart and blood first." Yin Kexi, another expert in Mongolia, reminded him.

Yin Kexi has a high nose and deep eyes, a curly hair and yellow beard. He is a hu man. He is wearing a Han suit, a pearl hanging from his neck, a jade bracelet and jewels. He is afraid that others will not know that he is a local tyrant.

Mongolian Khan mengge quickly ordered darba, the second disciple of the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma, to remove the crystal bottle from his backpack.

"Da Han, the efforts of these werewolves add up to more than 1000 value points. With the strength of the national master, we can encircle and suppress a werewolf, and then we can buy a true cultivation skill." NiMo Xing said excitedly. With his status in Mongolia, he must be able to watch the true cultivation skill.

The floor sweeper just listened quietly. Is it worth more than a thousand points?

It seems that these more than 1000 value points can be used as member value points.

The peiyuangong he wants to buy is worth 3000 points, and this wave of werewolves is already worth one-third.

"The old monk over there will come and help us dissect some werewolves," the king of the Golden Wheel ordered, looking at the silent sweeping monk.

I thought he was scared silly by his unparalleled martial arts, but I can't let him go.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Just then, a long and shrill wolf howl rang through the sky.

"Everyone is ready. I'm afraid another werewolf is coming." the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma said excitedly. After killing another wave, he will have the cultivation skill.

"Don't you come here quickly." the king of the Golden Wheel scolded the floor sweeper.

The sweeping monk raised his head and quietly looked at the arrogant king of the golden wheel.

"Be careful, master. These three werewolves are very fierce." Mongolian Khan mengge couldn't help reminding him when he looked at the membership card with red glare.

These werewolves are so fierce.

"Big Khan doesn't have to worry, big harvest. I'm afraid these werewolves are at least intermediate, and there may be advanced blood. Kill these three werewolves, and it's easy to get the cultivation skill." the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma didn't care. Although the three werewolves are fierce, there is still a lot of gap compared with him.

"I'm over a hundred years old," whispered the floor sweeper standing quietly as the king of the golden wheel was excited and ready to kill the werewolf again.

"Over a hundred years old, do you want me to pity you?" the king of the Golden Wheel disdained.

"I can't wait any longer." the sweeping monk said and stood quietly. The next moment, the monk's robe waved. The three werewolves were bleeding and fell to the ground to die.

"Thanks for the help of the old monk. All these werewolves belong to me." the king of Jinlun said coldly.

He also has a certain understanding of the martial arts of the Central Plains. Like a Yang finger, he can send internal power out of the body and kill dozens of feet away.

Shaolin Temple has been handed down for hundreds of years. King Jinlun thought it was just a martial art used by the floor sweeping monk. He was only slightly surprised at the deep internal power of the floor sweeping monk.

But it's normal to think that the old monk is more than 100 years old and has deep internal power.

"You are the first time I have been angry for more than 40 years." the next moment, the muddy eyes of the floor sweeping monk showed their essence, as if lightning had crossed, fierce and threatening.

He's moving!

Bang! Bang! Bang······

Abbot xuanci and others saw a remnant left by the sweeping monk, and then all the members of the Mongolian team flew back out, with blood in their mouths.

In particular, there is a clearly visible fist print on the face of the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma.

"Amitabha, goodness! Goodness! The abbot took away all the werewolf's heart and blood." the floor sweeping monk quietly looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma king and his party, who fell to the ground with a frightened face.

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