Cui Wenzi's face was full of excitement, and he took the cultivation foundation Danlu Daquan in Zhou Yang's hand, and found that it was all the cultivation pill recipes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

What is the Qi Condensing Pill, the Pulp Cleansing Pill, and the Gathering God Pill・・・・・・

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

This is completely a new alchemy system.

The elixir he refined, although it can make people immortal, but fundamentally, after taking the elixir, he just becomes an ordinary person with a long lifespan, and there is no extraordinary power at all.

Sending away Cui Wenzi, who looked intoxicated, Zhou Yang saw the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu ignoring and the eighteen bronze men of the Condor Heroes returning to the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower with the hydra cypress.

Zhou Yang waved his hand slightly, and the hydra cypress turned into a streamer and fell behind the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower.

"The quest reward will not be given to you, but you can enter the world of Tales of the Night without paying 100 value points." Zhou Yang said to the eighteen bronze men.

The eighteen bronze men were excited when they heard this, with their identity, I am afraid that they will not be able to enter the world of night legends at all.

But now it's free, and they have a little harvest of eighteen copper, which is also worth the trip.

"Shenhou, you can also go back and bring some people, just like them." Zhou Yang said, the world of night legends is so big, go one day early and go one day late, the difference is not very big.

After the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu ignored and bowed down with the Eighteen Bronze Figures, the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu ignored and returned to the first world of the world, gathered people, and the Eighteen Bronze Men took the iron rod and killed the Night Legend World.

Not long after the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu ignored and the others left, Yang Xiao of the Ming Sect also took the Ming Sect members and carefully carried the small peach tree requested by Zhou Yang over.

The small peach tree is about ten zhang high, ten people hug the thickness, each root is three or four meters long, each of its branches and leaves, like a black jade carving, as if able to drip out jade juice, full of thick vitality.

In addition, there are hundreds of bowl-sized peaches that are brightly colored and crystal-like on the trees, and it looks extraordinary.

Zhou Yang touched it lightly, and the small peach tree disappeared without a trace in an instant, and at a distance of dozens of feet from the hydra cypress, the small peach tree stood proudly.

"Yang Xiao, you can take these people behind you and enter the world of night legends." Zhou Yang took the little peach tree into his bag, was in a good mood, and pointed to the twenty or thirty people behind Yang Xiao.

"Thank you, owner." Yang Xiao and the Ming Sect members behind him said excitedly.

Watching the people of the Ming Sect enter the world of legends of the night, Zhou Yang took out the task book, and he still had two troublesome tasks to arrange.

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The world of legends of the night.

The sweeping monk has always thought that even if he has not reached the realm of the Buddha of Bodhidharma Patriarch, I am the Buddha, but the mind is as calm as water and the state of mind is not alarmed, it should have been reached.

A person has been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple for more than 40 years, not communicating with anyone, just occasionally peeping and watching quietly, without saying a word.

How many people can endure loneliness like this?

But in the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower, his mentality of stopping water was unexpectedly broken.

But fortunately, I recited the Buddhist scriptures by myself, calmed down, and returned to the state of the ancient well without waves.

However, who knew that as soon as he entered the world of legends in the night, he met the Mongolian national teacher King Jinlun and his party.

"I am compassionate." The sweeping monk whispered, and followed Abbot Xuanci and his party quietly in the other direction.

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

The two of them hadn't gone far before they encountered a wave of more than a dozen werewolves.

Looking at the membership card glowing red, Abbot Xuanci and the others naturally would not let them go, and the two sides fought.

It's possible that I'm used to being the last to play.

The sweeping monk watched quietly, and the abbot of Xuanci and the others fought with the werewolves.

Who knew that the Golden Wheel Dharma King in the rear, regardless of it, was like a humanoid beast, killing the werewolf.

How can these ordinary werewolves compare to the Golden Wheel Dharma King who has cultivated to the eleventh layer of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.

More than a dozen werewolves, including the werewolves that Abbot Xuanci fought against, were all killed by the Golden Wheel Dharma King like cutting melons and chopping vegetables.

The sweeping monk just watched quietly, silently, unconcerned, and silent.

"The national teacher is really worthy of the number one master in Mongolia." Meng Ge, the Great Khan of Mongolia, said with some excitement, and more than a dozen werewolves were wiped out so easily.

With the strength of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, it is not a matter of killing a werewolf in a werewolf or a vampire in a vampire.

"The Great Khan still takes out the werewolf's heart blood first." Another Mongolian master on the side, Yin Kexi, reminded.

Yin Kexi has a high nose and deep eyes, curly hair and yellow beard, he is a bearded man, but he is wearing Hanfu, a pearl hanging from his neck, a jade bracelet on his wrist, and jewelry, for fear that others will not know that he is a local tyrant.

Mongolian Khan Meng Ge hurriedly ordered Darba, the second apprentice of the Golden Wheel Dharma King behind him, to remove the crystal bottle from the backpack behind him.

"Great Khan, the blood of these werewolves adds up to more than a thousand worth points, with the strength of the national teacher, if we encircle and suppress a werewolf, we can buy a copy of the cultivation exercise." Nemo Xing was a little excited, with his status in Mongolia, he should be able to watch the cultivation exercises.

The sweeping monk just listened quietly, more than a thousand value points?

It seems that these more than 1,000 value points can be used as membership value points.

And the Pei Yuan Gong he wants to buy is only 3,000 value points, and this wave of werewolves is already worth one-third.

"The old monk over there came over here and helped us dissect some werewolves." King Jinlun looked at the dumbfounded sweeping monk and ordered.

thought he was stupid by his world-beating martial arts, but he couldn't let him go.

"Whew! Oh! Oh! ”

At this moment, a long and terrible wolf howl resounded in the sky.

"Everyone prepare, I'm afraid another werewolf is coming." The Golden Wheel Dharma King said with some excitement, after killing another wave, the cultivation of the true practice will be in hand.

"Why don't you come here yet." King Jinlun scolded the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk raised his head and quietly looked at the arrogant Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"National teacher, be careful, these three werewolves are much fiercer." Mongolian Khan Meng Ge looked at the membership card with a dazzling red light on his body, and couldn't help but remind.

These werewolves have such a strong ferocity aura.

"Great Khan don't worry, big harvest, these werewolves are probably at least intermediate, and there may be high-level bloodlines, kill these three werewolves, and it will be easy to cultivate the true exercises." King Jinlun didn't care, although these three werewolves were fierce, there were still many gaps compared to him.

"Old man, it's more than a hundred years old." Just when the Golden Wheel Dharma King was excited and ready to kill the werewolf again, the sweeping monk who was standing quietly on the side muttered softly.

"More than a hundred years old, do you want me to pity you?" King Jinlun said disdainfully.

"The old man can't wait any longer." After the sweeping monk finished speaking, he stood quietly, and the next moment the monk's robe waved, and the three werewolves had already bled and fell to the ground and died.

"Thank you for the help of the old monk, these werewolves are all mine." King Jinlun said with a cold light on his face.

He also has a certain understanding of the martial arts of the Central Plains, like a yang finger, he can send internal force out of the body and kill people dozens of zhang away.

Shaolin Temple has been inherited for hundreds of years, and King Jinlun thought that this was just a kind of martial arts used by sweeping monks, but he was slightly surprised by the deep internal strength of sweeping monks.

However, when I thought that this old monk was already more than a hundred years old, it was normal for him to have deep internal strength.

"You are the first person in more than 40 years who has been angry." The next moment, the cloudy gaze of the sweeping monk was shining, as if there was lightning flashing, and it was fierce.

He moved!

Bang! Bang! Bang! ・・・・・・

Abbot Xuanci and the others saw that the sweeping monk left an afterimage, and then all the people in the Mongolian team flew out upside down, and the blood in their mouths ran wildly.

In particular, there is also a clearly visible fist mark on the face of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"Amitabha, good! Wonderful! The abbot took all the werewolf blood and took it away. The sweeping monk looked quietly, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King and his party, who fell to the ground with a frightened face, said lightly.

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