It's not that He Xiaotian doesn't want to simulate more advanced sect members, it's just that the experience points are here.

3,000 a minute, 180,000 an hour, and 4,320,000 a day.

Come to an overlimiter, 50 million experience points, and go bankrupt in minutes.

And according to the speed of the other party, there is at least one day before they reach their destination.

He didn't know how long he had to lurk before he could get to the bottom of the altar.

You can't spend half a day trying to release the dragon medicine once and leave, right?

As the saying goes, thieves don't go...... There should be a back and forth.

If you are kind enough to send a gift package, if you don't repay him well, isn't it not good-looking on your face?

Besides, if you want to play stud, pick and search who is worthy!

He Xiaotian returned to the team as a sixth son.

"Here!"

The man, named Fifth Brother, waved his hand and shouted.

So, He Damangfu showed a simple smile and ran over with his legs.

"Liuzi, you're a little fast, aren't you? I told you a long time ago that you don't mess around with the women in the sect, your body matters. ”

With the fifth brother's words, He Xiaotian's smile gradually stiffened.

It's not just because this guy doesn't look honest on the surface, but I see several big shoulders and round waist girls, who are flattering themselves.

That tonnage, a dead cow is not an exaggeration, it is more than enough.

In all fairness, when he saw fifty-five men at the full Han banquet, he could not change his face.

These aunt-level 'beauties' almost made him vomit.

If there is a chance, He Xiaotian must return to the place where the sixth son is buried, and dig him out and whip his body for a hundred days.

Your special mother is young, why is the taste so heavy?!

After a day's journey, the leading helmsman finally ordered a two-hour rest.

So, the large army stopped for a moment and began to cook.

"Sixth son, come. It's our turn to show off our skills! ”

The fifth brother patted He Xiaotian on the shoulder and got up to cook.

A certain reckless man: "......"

Is this guy still a chef?

No way, in order to meet the rich woman and give her a big gift to ease the embarrassing relationship between the two parties, I asked someone to endure it.

He will follow what the fifth brother does, and draw a scoop according to the gourd.

Anyway, the meals of high-ranking figures such as the helmsman don't need him to prepare.

The low-level cultists can have a bite to eat, regardless of whether it is delicious or not, the most important thing is to fill their stomachs.

Looking at it this way, Prajna is a poor man!

The life of the grassroots congregation is too hard.

So why are you so bent on following each other's nightmare realm to do things?

Could it be that brainwashing is powerful?

Subsequently, He Xiaotian saw an even more shocking scene.

Because someone actually gave them a lesson, maybe it's not called a class here, but it's pretty much the same.

The leader's mouth was flying up and down, and the spit was pouring out.

In short, there is just one meaning, follow Pranya, there is food, drink and wife.

He described the magnificent scenes, all of which were living the life of a human being.

These low-level sect members were like enchanting, showing yearning expressions one by one, and the fifth brother sitting next to He Xiaotian all looked obsessed.

“......”

Is there a difference between your Prajna religion and the MLM of the present world?

It's all about drawing big pies, bragging, and flickering one after another.

He kind of understood why the congregation was so religious.

Nima's current life, a group of people who have experienced education, are constantly being fooled and unable to find the north.

Not to mention these people who have not even experienced basic education!

Then He Xiaotian felt that he was not going back to this world?

It seems good to make a sect in the Nightmare Realm and be a sect leader above 10,000 people.

By the way, you must make Roger the saint of your own sect.

After all, it looks like a forced character, can an ordinary person with three heads and six arms grow like this?

Roger, who was waiting for He Xiaotian, sneezed several times in a row.

He had built a rudimentary shelter and dried a pile of meat, presumably ready for a long war.

"Alas, when will I be able to return to this world? Why hasn't this guy come back, why didn't he let the rich woman of the Nightmare Realm take care of him? ”

Roger looked at the sun in the sky and sighed.

He still remembered that He Xiaotian had sworn to let him serve the rich woman.

People are all grudges.

I can't beat it, and it's pretty cool.

Especially when the other party is not there!

After resting for two hours, the team finally began to continue on their way.

During this period, He Xiaotian left An Yizheng to refuse, and several fierce girls invited him to play wrestling games

Let's not talk about the question of hypocrisy, his physique seems to be unbearable.

The other party's butt can properly break your waist for you.

I really don't know how the strength of the original six sons and three products came over.

With this talent condition, join the fart of the Prajna Sect!

Just find a city to be a quack, isn't it fragrant?

After the sun set, we walked for nearly five hours and finally arrived at the Prajna Altar.

These helmsmen really don't take human life seriously.

Hurry at night, not afraid of the whole army being wiped out.

A group of people were lucky, and there was nothing wrong on the road.

After He Xiaotian and the others got into the deep mountains and old forests, he couldn't tell where they were, and then his eyes suddenly lit up and entered a bright realm.

There are torches everywhere around, and the cave is bright.

The roads are paved with bluestone slabs and are very neat.

The guards in charge of the handle door, the aura is not weak, and the leader is at least in the food qi realm.

They just talked to the helmsman and let them go.

Under the leadership of the Congregation of the General Altar, the group divided their rooms and each of them with a set of clean clothes.

After everyone had taken a shower and dressed themselves, someone came to eat.

The six sons simulated by He Xiaotian drifted with the flow, like an inconspicuous drop of water in the current.

I seem to be defenseless, but I secretly calculate the distance in my heart, and imprint all the places I have walked in my mind.

Not to mention, Prajna is quite good at winning people's hearts.

These meals are carefully prepared, four dishes and one soup, and steamed buns are enough.

Usually it is coarse tea and light rice, and when the low-level sectarians see this, they can shake off their cheeks.

Especially He Xiaotian, who robbed more fiercely than anyone else.

When eating, unless you are blind, anyone will suspect that you are a spy who has mixed in.

After eating and drinking, they naturally went back to their respective homes to sleep.

Halfway through, He Xiaotian endured the feeling of strangling all the fierce girls to death, and once again refused their invitations to wrestling games one by one.

Five days passed, and a reckless man sprang out in the kitchen all day.

At first, he was a little anxious.

But after a day of familiarity, he smiled, and he was as excited as a child who could kill several children in the Mixed Yuan Realm with one punch.

Without him, the intelligence of this place is very extreme.

A few masters in the kitchen will occasionally open a small stove for the high-level helmsman level, specializing in small banquet chefs.

Of course, in the Nightmare Realm, there is no such name.

And what's even more exciting is that when a group of bigwigs talk, they basically don't avoid the chef.

In the main altar, it is basically difficult to come and go.

Especially the low-level sects, either show their talents, and the sect spends resources to train you. Or stay here for the rest of your life, work until you die.

That's why these big guys don't guard against some handymen.

The general altar of the Prajna Sect is armed, which can be called an iron wall.

Not to mention that you are a small chef, even if you are a master in the Mixed Yuan Realm, it will be a death if you want to break through.

So the chefs, one by one, are very boring.

It's rare to have a new person join, and there is no door on the lips.

All day long, it is said that this helmsman has several concubines, and which helmsman's concubines went out to steal people again.

Sometimes seemingly casual words can reveal big problems.

He Xiaotian knocked on the side about his deeds, but the old chef said that the sect leader hated him to the bone, and he couldn't extinguish the water from all over the world.

How many sect backbones has he killed during these days?

I don't know if I can't figure it out.

What's more, he also offended a left protector, if someone can kill him, it will not be a problem to ascend to heaven in one step within the Prajna Sect.

No wonder the helmsman of Narcissus took a huge risk and summoned men to besiege him.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

Under the side knocks, he came up with a lot of useful information.

The role of one of them is extremely huge!!

"Hehe, Lao Bangzi Shouyuan is close to exhaustion, and he is completely hanging with the rich essence of the array eye. Unexpectedly, the handwriting of the Prajna Sect is quite powerful, and in the ground, I don't know where, there are actually five essence veins, forming a large array of five elements. ”

When He Xiaotian learned the news, a bold idea rose in his heart.

And it is constantly spreading and expanding, and as soon as the excitement in his bones comes up, his whole person is like being beaten with chicken blood.

"Steady, can't wave. Don't roll over, otherwise the bones and slag may not be left. ”