After all the ghost monks fled, all the monks were relieved of their turbidity, and their hearts were finally relaxed.

If it weren't for the presence of the Ninth Master this time, it is estimated that it would ......

Thinking of this, Mao Zheng couldn't help but walk up to the Ninth Master and asked, "Ninth Master, have you recovered?"

Yang Jiuyang smiled heartily: "Naturally, I have recovered, otherwise I can still fight side by side with you here?"

"Haha. Mao Zheng also laughed twice, and then said: "By the way, Ninth Master, should we go out and see how many living people are left in this outer city?"

Yang Jiuyang fell into deep thought, for a long time, and muttered: "Several days have passed since that night, and the chance of a living person surviving is very small, but there are still some chances. If there is, we can't be snatched from us by the Black Shadow!"

"Then let's rectify it today, tomorrow we will look for the surviving monks in the outer city, I don't know what the ninth master wants?" Mao Zheng sought the opinion of the ninth master, after all, he was the first person in the outer city, even if his strength was not strong, but his status was also there, if he didn't ask about it, he would always be a little resisted.

Mao Zheng hates those people who disobey the yang and the yin, and simply does not make his own decision, after discussing with the ninth master, he is making a decision, so this person who is against the yang and the yin naturally has no excuse to do this kind of thing again, but it also saves Mao Zheng a lot of effort.

Yang Jiuyang nodded, and said inwardly with a look of agreement and approval on his face: "Caring for others, the heart is extremely good. ”

......

After discussing some other matters with the Ninth Master, Mao Zheng turned around and walked to his room.

If you want to go out tomorrow to find the surviving monks, you will inevitably have a head-on conflict with the black shadow, and this elixir is naturally essential.

With the Zhengmeng Dandian and Mao Zheng's refining all night, the number of pills is also growing rapidly like an arrow reaching into the sky.

At the end of the night, it was almost close to five hundred pills, which had to be said to be very fast, more than twice as fast as the efficiency of the ordinary alchemy pavilion in the immortal realm.

As soon as the sky was bright, Mao Zheng got up early to cultivate the Dao rules. When the sun was already shining with dazzling light, Mao Zheng pushed open the door and came to the martial arts arena.

At this time, on the martial arts arena, the monks stood neatly in place, motionless and proud.

Yang Jiuyang's face showed a perseverance that Mao Zheng had never seen before, the elegant Ninth Master no longer existed, and all that was left was the Ninth Master who was full of killing.

"Today's events may be dangerous, but it is our best opportunity to show the majesty of the number one force in the outer city!" Yang Jiuyang's voice was serious, his sonorous and powerful voice was full of energy, and with a proud body, he was like a god of war descending to earth.

"Are you afraid?" Yang Jiuyang asked again in that sonorous voice.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" everyone shouted in unison, and the sound resounded throughout Jiufu. The sound has stopped, but the echo of "not afraid, not afraid" can be heard in the ears.

The monks of the Nine Mansions are vast, and no one has gotten one for more than 400 monks

The second grade of healing elixir. After the distribution of the elixir was completed, the entire Nine Mansion monks were divided into ten teams, each pair of more than forty people, and left the Nine Mansions with unparalleled momentum.

Mao Zheng was not with the fat man, but led a small team alone, looking for the surviving Terran monks in the outer city of Langya Holy City.

I have to say that there are really not many monks who are as lucky as them, and the huge outer city cannot be found at all under the joint efforts of more than 400 people.

The search was fruitless, and everyone had to return to Jiufu.

There were not many casualties in this search, and only a few of the more than 400 pills were used.

Yang Jiuyang looked at all the Nine Mansion Cultivators and asked, "How is it?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison, sighing continuously, and at this moment, there was a sudden movement from the barrier of the Nine Mansions, attracting everyone's attention.

Yang Jiuyang reflexively thought that this abnormal movement must have been caused by the black shadow outside, and the golden dragon sword had already been sacrificed and was ready to fight at any time.

Looking outside through the barrier, I found that there were no black shadows as I thought, only to see a few men and a group of women outside the Nine Mansions, looking anxiously, that look of fear did not seem to be pretending.

Yang Jiuyang immediately asked people to remove the barrier and invited those people in.

When one of them saw Yang Jiuyang, he immediately said respectfully: "Your Excellency is the ninth master Yang Jiuyang?"

"Do you know me?" Yang Jiuyang had never seen such a person in this outer city, so he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, his eyes were also a little more vigilant, and the golden dragon sword in his hand was also held tighter.

The man clenched his fists and said, "The disciple in the Lower Xiaoyao Palace is named Le Pucheng." ”

"Xiaoyao Palace?" Yang Jiuyang really hadn't heard of this force, and asked tentatively, "But the sect forces in the inner city?"

Le Pucheng shook his head and said: "It is indeed the sect force in the inner city, but the name is not known, so there are not too many monks who know about our Xiaoyao Palace." ”

"I see. Yang Jiuyang nodded, if it was a sect force in the inner city, it would not be unusual to know my name as the number one force in the outer city. Yang Jiuyang thought to himself.

"Who are they?" Yang Jiuyang asked, looking at the many female cultivators behind them.

Although these female cultivators are not so captivating and overwhelming, they definitely belong to the category of beauties, with plump figures, convex and backward curves, although they are dressed in simple cloth, they can't stop the charm of their women.

Le Pucheng said with a smile: "Xiaoyao Palace, Le Xiaoyao, they are naturally our tools for Xiaoyao Palace." ”

"Tools"?

All the eyes on the field couldn't help but cast disgust, even Yang Jiuyang's eyes changed, but he didn't show excessive disgust, after all, everyone can say that now is a force.

The fat man came to Mao Zheng's side and couldn't help but scold angrily: "I'm afraid that the monks of this Xiaoyao Palace are all inferior to some beasts

Thing, even regard a woman as a plaything under the crotch!"

Although Mao Zheng also despised these disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace, he was not as angry as the cheap fat man, "Let's deal less with them." Since we can't openly conflict with them, then we secretly reject them, and this must also make them feel very uncomfortable. ”

Indeed, as Mao Zheng said, the rest of the Jiufu monks invariably flashed this idea in their minds, looked at each other, and reached a certain consensus.

However, those Xiaoyao Palace disciples who were talking to Yang Jiuyang did not feel some kind of consensus reached here, and were still talking about certain things with Yang Jiuyang.

"What's going on in this inner city? Why are all the gates of the inner city closed?" What Yang Jiuyang wants to know most now is how the battle situation in the inner city is, and whether the whole army has been wiped out.

Some bitterness appeared on Le Pucheng's face, "We don't know about this either." We came to the outer city half a month ago to buy the items needed in the sect, and we didn't know much about the things in the inner city during this time. ”

Hearing that they didn't know about the affairs of the inner city, a look of disappointment appeared on Yang Jiuyang's face, and he lost the meaning of talking to them, and after saying a few casual words, he turned around and returned to his room.

Seeing Yang Jiuyang leaving, Le Pucheng and a group of brothers around him came to the martial arts arena, looked at all the people here, clasped their fists and said respectfully: "In Xiale Pucheng, I have seen all my colleagues. ”

The voice fell, but no one answered. Seeing that they were all cultivating, Le Pucheng's face turned scornful, and a few difficult problems appeared in his eyes.

"This group of people doesn't take us seriously, do they?"

A monk named Du Le next to Le Pucheng came to Le Pucheng's side and said.

Le Pucheng motioned for him to shut up, and then said softly: "People are under the eaves, and they have to bow their heads." We'll put up with them for a while......!

Speaking of this, Le Pucheng didn't continue, but the meaning was obvious. As long as you are a clear-eyed person, you can know what Le Pucheng will say next.

"You go and accumulate the Yin Yuan well, and wait for us to absorb it at night. Le Pucheng said to the female cultivators behind him without any emotion.

The nuns, with blank eyes, walked to the room that Yang Jiuyang had arranged for them like walking corpses, stripped off their clothes, and pointed their fingers ......

Le Pucheng and Du Le looked at this group of female cultivators without any pity in their eyes, as if they were born to be their playthings, such a distorted psychology was not disgusted by the monks of the Nine Mansions, that is called strange.

The fat man's soul was so keen, how could he not hear Le Pucheng's words, and then said: "This group of people is really a group of beasts that are not as good as things, and they are actually ......"

He couldn't bear to continue, the group of people was so disgusting to him that the mention of them was a tumult in his stomach.

"These bastards!" Mao Zheng, who was originally not angry with them, couldn't help but scold angrily now,

walked to Le Pucheng's side, and said with a smile hidden in his face: "Your Excellency is a senior disciple of the Xiaoyao Palace?"

"A high disciple can't talk about it, it's just a clumsy disciple. Le Pucheng smiled and pretended to be modest, but the pride in his eyes was irrepressible.

It was so clumsy that I couldn't even make out the sarcasm in my words.

Mao Zheng sneered in his heart, and his image of this group of people was a little worse again.

"I don't know what your name is? Mao Zheng said, thinking that he knew your name, Lao Tzu engraved your name on the stake, and he was using the magic of evil ghosts to let you know what life is better than death!

Le Pucheng couldn't guess what Mao Zheng was thinking, and said with a smile: "Cheap name, Le Pucheng." ”

"Senior brother, what about you?" Mao Zheng turned his eyes to look at Du Le beside Le Pucheng.

Du Le said with a wary face: "Du Le." ”

"The names of the two senior brothers are all happy, so they must have a very smooth life on weekdays, right?" Mao Zheng said sarcastically again.

Not only are these people really stupid, or pretending to be stupid, but they still didn't hear the irony, and said with a smile: "It's just average, although the days of Xiaoyao Palace are quite comfortable, but they are still a little irritable in the long run." ”

What a scumbag!

Took away so many mushrooms and cool yin yuan, but in the end they said irritable, what is it if they are not scum? No, to call them scum is to insult the word scum!

Mao Zheng had a series of angry scoldings in his heart, looking at them with a smile on his face, I don't know if they are provoking themselves or provoking themselves, Mao Zheng wants to rush up to teach them a lesson on the spot, and see them also know the taste of the "Great Compassion Mantra".

However, he resisted the urge to beat them up, and after a few casual conversations, he took his leave and left.

"How is it?" the fat man saw Mao Zheng coming, and immediately came up without a trace and asked.

Mao Zheng smiled and said, "The one on the left is named Le Pucheng, and the one on the back on the right is named Du Le." ”

The fat man gave a thumbs up and praised: "There's nothing that my brother can't do." Hmph, now I want them to taste the power of the bad luck charm!"

After speaking, he took out a gray spirit rune from his sleeve, pressed his thumb on the bad luck charm, and silently recited "Le Pucheng" three times, and then the gray spirit rune Hua Tuo turned into an invisible beam of light and submerged into Le Pucheng's body.

In the same way, another bad luck charm is also activated.

(End of chapter)