Elder Zhou rushed to the back mountain with Wuyang,

On the way, I met a few elders and disciples, and most of them had a lukewarm attitude.

Walking to the depths, the mountain road turns abruptly, and there is a cave at the end.

Since the beginning of the Wuyang Sect, the color of the entire sect is cold colors, which seems to be the preference of the decorative style.

The garden here can be called the only place where there is a patch of greenery.

An old man sat at the gate of the courtyard, and when he saw Elder Zhou approaching, his eyelids drooped.

Elder Zhou seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and took the initiative to smile: "Elder Ying, take the disciple to take a look.. Look. ”

In Wuyang's opinion, Elder Zhou is so old,

is so groveling to another old man, the picture is really very funny,

But the cultivation realm is like this, strength is respected, even if you are a yellow-mouthed child,

The strength is strong enough, and it is feasible to be your ancestor.

The old man ignored him, but turned his body slightly, thinking that he didn't want to pay much attention to it.

When the afternoon sun passed by with Elder Zhou,

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes burst into essence, staring at the afternoon sun,

Fortunately, there are still a few masters who are reserved, and they don't pounce like Elder Zhou.

He said in a low voice: "Zhou Cong, you have a sparse ability, but you have accepted a good apprentice... ”

Hearing this, Elder Zhou hurriedly glanced at Wuyang, and pulled him to the garden with one hand.

I already regret that Meng Lang brought him here, why did I forget that this old monster was guarding the garden,

can only vaguely say a few words: "Don't deserve, don't deserve, Ying Lao praises, praises."

The strength of the Ghost King Sect is respected, and although Elder Zhou has been at the peak of the gods for so many years,

But it is almost impossible to go any further, this precious apprentice is his guarantee for decades to come,

How can he be coveted by others, blocking the sight of the old man at the moment, and gently pushed the two frightened disciples.

I walked into the garden in a daze, and saw that the garden was full of fairy grass, and even there were a few large fairy plants.

The thought of a thief suddenly occurred in his heart, thinking that he would have the opportunity to bring the fat man to step on the point.

Seeing that the afternoon sun was intoxicating, Elder Zhou smiled slightly, snapped his fingers, and the scenery in the garden changed suddenly.

The previous green shade no longer exists, and the afternoon sun is surrounded by black air,

The black true qi in the body began to live,

I can even feel that this is the place with the heaviest ghost energy in the sect,

Looking down, where is there still fairy grass, there is black vegetation everywhere,

It would be more appropriate to call it ghost grass and ghost plants,

If you look closely, there are many white debris in the soil under your feet.

A little fiddling with the toes, it was all the bones!

And the more lush the fairy plants, the surrounding bone fragments will be like honeycombs.

Elder Zhou's voice carried a certain believer-like fanaticism,

"This is the accumulation of the previous sect masters, that ghost herb is an immortal grass, cultivated with the corpse of a monk for a long time, irrigated with blood,

Of course, monks can't be killed alive directly, they need to be induced by medicine, and then they can be started when their body functions are at their most vigorous.

This grass only needs a small piece to make ordinary monks cultivate to a great progress, but after that, the original true qi is no longer pure.

In the future, we can only die cultivating our Ghost King Sect exercises."

When he finished saying this, Elder Zhou's expression was quite kind,

Looking at Wuyang in pairs, the pupils of his eyes were already pitch black, and the whites of his eyes couldn't be found.

"Come, I still have two shares in the garden, both of which have been saved over the years, take a piece of it from you.."

This week, between the elders' words, there was no psychological barrier to killing people and goods, and I felt that I was talking about which livestock I killed yesterday.

Hearing these words, Wuyang's heart was cold, this world is really cruel, in order to improve his cultivation, he actually raised other monks in captivity,

The impression of Elder Zhou's humble posture all the way is gone,

I just feel that everyone in this sect is like a demon and a monster...

When my head turned straight and I was thinking about how to shirk it,

There was a noise outside the park, and there were people coming.

Ying Lao is also very depressed, usually there are special personnel to take the magic grass,

It's rare to think that it's so lively today..

When the visitor got closer, the afternoon sun heard the familiar voice,

"Steward, old man, I know that I am in the way of the room,

But don't worry, as long as it's hard work, I'm still willing to do it.

What? Eat a lot.. I only eat a dozen steamed buns and half a catty of beef for lunch.

Lifu.. Lifu is also dignified."

Walking to the front of the garden, it seems that he has been disturbed for a long time, and finally freed,

The slightly blessed guy pointed out the fat man to the shadow elder,

"See if you see it, look at the warehouse, you just mess with him. ”

After saying that, he turned his head and shook his ass and left..

"This cook is so arrogant? This shadow elder is at least a master of the Mahayana period."

"Ying Lao was injured a few years ago, and he fell from the Mahayana period, and now it should be regarded as a half-step Mahayana.

As for the cook... The two daughters are not high, but they can't bear to be married...

A vice-sect master, a precept hall master,

This is not a sideways walk anywhere in the sect. ”

The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, the rivers and lakes are sophisticated.

The fat man is still quite eye-catching, and he seems to be forced by the momentum of the old man,

didn't make any out-of-the-ordinary moves, and waited obediently aside,

"You're going to feed the chickens."

Ying Lao gave the fat man the first order,

The fat man turned around and walked into the garden, and was stunned when he saw the two people standing in the garden.

Elder Zhou looked at his reaction, "Apprentice, do you know him?"

"Hey, friends in the village, I'm very good at cooking and cleaning up,

If the master allows, when he is busy with the things that the old man explains every day,

It's also great to help the apprentices do the work.."

Elder Zhou and the elder Ying who eavesdropped outside the garden were both shocked in their hearts: "You can talk nonsense with your eyes open,

Look at this fat man, what he said just now is still in his ears."

The fat man looked happy: "Shameless enough, worthy of being my brother." ”

Elder Zhou had a premonition that he was pitted, but the greed in his heart still prevailed,

After thinking about it, he said, "I'll help you ask."

Walking out of the garden gate, there was a muttering in the ear of the old man..

Wuyang and the fat man turned their heads and entered the inner courtyard, as if to facilitate watering the ghost grass.

The "chicks" were all held in the same place.

Although I was already a little prepared in my heart, when I could see the whole picture clearly, Wuyang was still shocked,

Dozens of metal cages, half of which are empty, and the rest are densely packed with confinements,

The prisoners' hands, feet, and necks were shackled, and each of them had a small basin in front of the cage.

Filled with pills, the name plate on the cage also indicates where the monk came,

repair, as well as daily supply.

The cage in the middle, the rough man is still babbling nonsense:

"Grandchildren, come to torture grandpa again?

If you have the ability to let grandpa out, grandpa will definitely fight with you for 300 rounds... ”

After shouting for a few words, Elder Zhou appeared and slapped him twice in the air.

While palming his mouth, he said: "Disciple, like this, who is originally energetic, is tortured to the point of dying,

Then the drug is forcibly injected, and after two or three cycles, the function reaches its limit.

At this time, it is separated, and the heart muscle can still beat for half a moment inch away from the body.

Hearing this, the face of the man who had been shouting rough changed greatly, grabbed the iron bar on the cage, and shouted hysterically:

"Turtle grandson, ah! There is a kind of knife that kills Lao Tzu... ”

The iron cage shook slightly, and Wuyang was a little colorless.