Chapter 759

Wang Yan was said to be anxious.

He was just about to explain why he wanted to clean up and tell the truth.

As a result, Peng Zhuang stared at him and was so frightened that he didn't dare to say.

Nonsense, if he dares to say, there is a ghost.

Wang Yan got Peng Zhuang's acquiescence when he went to clear the market.

If he dared to say it, Peng Zhuang would be implicated in it.

It seems that Peng Zhuang is everyone's eldest martial brother. In fact, he is only the last in the evil gate.

If you make another mistake, you will be kicked out.

A disciple of extreme cultivation like him can cultivate a lot of people in the time of burning incense.

Therefore, Peng Zhuang can't let Wang Yan tell the truth.

In this way, Wang Yan can only be dumb.

He has nothing to do. What can he do at this time.

He had no choice but to suffer.

At this time, Peng Zhuang came out to make a round.

"OK, OK. It's estimated that Zhou le and his disciples don't know where to play. These eight disciples have been driven out of the evil gate since then, just as they haven't been here!"

With these words, Peng left in a puff.

As for Wang Yan, he could only leave with him.

What do you mean to lift a stone and hit yourself in the foot? That's it.

When the people dispersed, Li Ling nodded to Liu Zhicong.

Only now did he realize that this guy was so clever.

In an emergency, he even settled the trouble with his three inch good tongue.

With such eloquence, it seems that you should be able to practice spells.

"Brother, I'm ok."

"Yes, you should specialize in spells."

"Spells? How can you do that? Spells are things that don't enter the stream. At most, they are just auxiliary."

Li Ling shook her head and said, "no, there is a spell that can fight the sun and the moon with an excuse."

"How could it be, how could there be such a spell!"

Anyway, Liu Zhicong didn't believe that the spell would be so powerful.

Li Ling took out a jade slip from Nayuan ring and gave a memory in her heart to Liu Zhicong.

"Hanging... Hanging river mantra? What's this?"

There is a set of skill in the jade slips, which is called the hanging river mantra.

The so-called hanging river mantra was created by a strange man on the Ninth Heaven.

Everyone knows the real name of this strange man. All they know is that his own name can speak of golden immortals.

He was able to fly because he practiced spells.

In nine days, no one can compare with him in magic.

It can be said that the most proud achievement of Jinxian is that he has settled seven thousand true demons with a three inch tongue, which is famous for nine days at a time!

In this regard, Liu Zhicong feels a little curious.

Li Ling said, "with your ability, it will be faster to practice this skill. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Liu Zhicong's most suitable cultivation method must be this hanging river mantra. As long as he devotes himself to cultivation, his cultivation will be thousands of miles a day.

With a skeptical attitude, Liu Zhicong decided to give it a try.

After all, Liu Zhicong's accomplishments are a little messy now. It's better to break the jar.

When no one noticed, they ran to the dry well again.

Fortunately, no one found this secret place.

They can continue to practice again.

Li Ling reached the peak of the true realm last night. If he practiced in the dry well for another day, he could almost reach the heaven realm.

The level of heaven depends on luck.

At this moment, in Peng Zhuang's room, Wang Yan knelt obediently on the ground.

There were some peanuts on the table, but Peng Zhuang was too angry to eat.

Pop!

Peng Zhuang slapped Wang Yan in the face.

"You said you did it! It's a good thing. You made it so bad that you almost got me in!"

"Elder martial brother Peng, stop your anger, elder martial brother Peng."

Wang Yan had no choice but to kowtow.

He especially hopes Peng Zhuang can give himself a chance, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do.

"That boy didn't know what panacea he took. He jumped directly from five accomplishments to the peak of the real world in a few hours in the practice room!"

"Yes, elder martial brother Peng, that boy must be strange!"

They are not fools. After learning about Li Ling's accomplishments, they are sure that Li Ling must have experienced something unusual.

Peng Zhuang didn't care about it, but he felt as if he was going to encounter a big problem.

"Tell me, how do you want to solve it?"

"I, I..." Wang Yan's mind became more and more nervous.

"I can find my young master. He won't ignore me!"

Peng Zhuang is waiting for Wang Yan.

Usually here, although Peng Zhuang is a senior brother, there is one person he certainly doesn't dare to take care of.

This man is sun Feizhang.

After all, sun feiwen, sun Feizhang's brother, is an outside disciple. How dare Peng Zhuang manage him.

Not only did he dare not manage it, but he also reserved a practice room for him to use alone.

Sun Feizhang seldom communicates with other martial brothers. Except eating and sleeping, he just stays in the practice room.

Why should he care about others when he can eat a small stove.

Everyone thought that sun Feizhang would enter the outer door soon.

Peng Zhuang asked with a smile: "your young master devotes himself to cultivation. Will he care about such a bad thing like you?"

"Yes, definitely! The young master likes to eat walnut crisp made by my father. He will give me this face. Moreover, I'm here to serve the young master. He must not leave me alone."

In this way, Peng Zhuang was somewhat satisfied.

"You know what to say?"

"Yes, I must know. Li Ling is too strange. We should persuade the young master to kill him quickly."

For a moment, Peng Zhuang was speechless.

Pop!

Another slap hit Wang Yan in the face.

"Are you a pig brain? Will sun Feizhang find something to kill him?"

Yes, sun Feizhang only wants to be promoted. How can he kill people because of this broken thing.

"Then, what should I do..."

Wang Yan didn't know what to do for a moment. He felt as if he was wrong no matter what he did.

At this time, Peng Zhuang looked like he hated iron and didn't become steel. He thought he might as well kill Wang Yan.

But after all, you can't kill them directly.

Then Peng Zhuang said, "if I remember correctly, do you keep sun Feizhang's lingxiandan?"

"Yes, right here. There are 3000 left. The young master brought them from home."

With these words, Peng Zhuang snatched a thousand from Wang Yan.

"Go and tell sun Feizhang that Li Ling stole a thousand elixirs from him."

"Ah?"

At that moment, Wang Yan was shocked and said, "this, this, how can this do? Elder martial brother Peng, don't do this."

With Peng Zhuang's eyes, Wang Yan was too frightened to make a sound.

"If you hadn't stolen a thousand elixirs, how could Li Ling's cultivation improve so quickly?"

"Yes... Yes, I see."