Chapter 11: The Demon Cult Appears
Wang Lin looked left and right, and said in a low voice:
"This thing, I use evolution points to customize and buy in the 'real-time online auxiliary mall' provided by the main god, the main god can do anything, this little thing is not easy, but it is not free, one person spent five evolution points."
"Five evolution points?"
Lu Xianxian repeated.
She still doesn't have much idea of the preciousness of 5 evolution points.
"With 100 evolution points, you can buy a Sand Eagle pistol with unlimited bullets, and with five points, although you can't buy any useful items, you can also exchange them for a lot of luxury goods to enjoy."
"If you return to the main god space, 5 evolution points are enough to buy 500 bottles of top-grade red wine, white wine, or 100 top-level cigarettes, these things are 'top-level' enjoyment that cannot be enjoyed on earth, and they can make people flutter hehe...... And 1 point, you can buy 50 film materials, so that participants can familiarize themselves with various world views and plot frameworks..."
Wang Lin briefly introduced.
Lu Xianxian nodded, a little impressed by this aspect.
"But you two don't mind, introduce the 'rules' to you newcomers, and I, as the explainer, can also get a reward of 100 points."
Wang Lin added.
Lu Xianxian just smiled and nodded, and didn't say much.
Seeing that the other party's reaction was flat, Wang Lin was also in a bit of a strange mood. Where did the previous big star's enthusiasm for himself go?
Could it be that you are resentful because you have been 'ruthlessly abandoned' by yourself?
At this time, a long howl suddenly came from above the south peak.
The whistling sound was like a thunderclap, sweeping away, echoing throughout the summit of the South Peak.
Not only the people on the periphery of the peak, but also the seven major factions in the center were also shocked and looked at them in shock.
Not long after the whistle, everyone was inexplicably dizzy and weak.
Like a rice field smashed by hail, the crowd brushed down a large area.
In the blink of an eye, more than ninety percent of the hundreds of people on the top of Huashan Peak have fallen!
Wang Lin and Lu Xianxian also fell, their whole bodies were sore, and they didn't even have the strength to speak.
Fang Nan looked around, and there were only two people in his sight who barely kept standing.
One is naturally himself, immune to some kind of negative state.
The other was an old man in a green robe.
On the edge of the cliff, the old man in the green robe glanced at him in surprise, and walked towards him quickly.
Fang Nan's face was flat, this person was the mysterious old man he had unintentionally seen before.
"Good, good, very good!"
After approaching, the old man in the green robe stood still, glanced at Fang Nan fixedly, stretched out his hand and clapped his hands a few times, and praised him repeatedly.
'The condensation incense ranks third among the top ten strange poisons in the Western Regions, it is colorless and tasteless, once it spreads, it can suppress the internal force of the cultivator, if the poisoned person is not a first-class master with deep internal strength, his whole body will be soft, and he will collapse on the spot, and he is not even qualified to stand. ’
'Even if it is the old monk who proves it, the internal force will be suppressed by a small half, and it will be difficult to hide the fatigue... This son is breezy and calm, and he is fine, whether he pretends to be or not, the origin is by no means simple. ’
He had a secret message in his heart.
"The old man Ren Dongyou is the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect." The old man in the green robe said loudly.
It's the former Demon Cult Master!
Hearing the sound, everyone was terrified, more than ten years ago, Ren Dongyou's name was extremely loud, so that now, his name still makes many martial arts people frightened.
Ren Dongyou saw that Fang Nan was indifferent, and admired it even more, and asked Zhengse, "What's your name?" ”
"Little monk Fang Nan." Fangnan Road.
"This is your common name, you are a monk, but what is your Dharma name, Dharma name?" Ren Dongyou asked again.
"Well... The little monk's name is Yunzhu. ”
Fang Nan clasped his hands together and said slowly.
He also thought before that the image of a monk, if there is no Dharma name, is indeed a bit unusual, so as soon as 'Wandering the World' and 'Xuzhu' are combined, there will be Yunzhu.
"What a little monk of Yunzhu, it's really not a character that can be cultivated in the land of Shaolin!"
Ren Dong guerrilla high-fived again, and Fang Nan was already highly praised.
Fang Nan was not complacent, but was thinking, how did he know that I was not from Shaolin?
When I thought about it, I immediately understood.
In Buddhism, there should be 'seniority words', such as 'square, empty, empty, empty, clear, line' and so on.
Ren Dongyou, as the leader of the Demon Sect, has a wide range of knowledge, and of course he knows the legal name of Shaolin today.
With Fang Nan's age, it is naturally impossible for an old monk like Fang Zheng to be of the same generation, so there is this question.
"Ren Dongyou is really old-fashioned, and if you ask casually, you are also testing my identity..."
Fang Nan secretly said in his heart, but he was not afraid at all.
"Master Yunzhu, are you interested in watching a different Huashan Sword Debate?"
Ren Dongyou smiled heartily and even sent out an invitation loudly.
"Thank you for the invitation, the little monk has this intention."
Fang Nan didn't squirm, and immediately nodded and said.
"Master Yunzhu, let's go."
Ren Dongyou only said a word, then took the lead and strode towards the center of the mountain, exposing his back to Fang Nan without caring at all.
When they had gone far, a small camel rose up from the crowd that had fallen to the ground, and he glanced at their backs in horror, then turned and fled with all his might.
Not long after, a... Two... Ten...... Hundreds of black-clothed people appeared one after another, like hundreds of life-seeking ghosts coming quickly, surrounding the entire mountaintop.
The men in black are all agile, obviously have martial arts, and there is no sign of being 'suppressed by internal forces'.
'The Demon Sect had been prepared for a long time, but today is in danger! The hearts of the people were in despair.
At this time, Ren Dongyou and Fang Nan had already stepped into the core circle of the peak of Nanfeng and entered the sight of everyone in the Seven Great Sects.
The seven major factions also fell a large part at this time, and only 11 people were still standing, all of whom were top masters.
"Ren Dongyou, you are still alive!"
The head of Mount Tai, the 'Azure Daoist', recognized the person and shouted lowly.
Most of the other sect leaders also recognized the person, or they were shocked, or angry, or their faces were gloomy as water, or their fists clenched and clicked... Expressions and postures vary.
But one thing is clear to everyone, the situation is out of control now, and it is not the time to turn the other cheek.
"Yes, it's a bit unexpected that there are 11 people standing without falling, and among you so-called famous and decent people, there have been some decent characters over the years."
Ren Dongyou ignored everyone's reactions, but instead stood with his hands in his hands, looked around, and commented lightly.
Master Dingming, the head of the Hengshan faction, was too hot-tempered, and shouted angrily:
"Demon Ren, what kind of demonic method did you use to make our martial arts righteous path sore, and our internal strength was greatly reduced?"
"Dingming old nun, your temper still hasn't changed... Haha, it's just a few small tricks that you righteous people disdain, and it's not enough. ”
Ren Dongyou only said.
"The little monk also has some doubts about this, and I hope that the benefactor can solve his doubts." Fang Nan spoke, questioning.