The fat man looked like he was there in the hall with his eyes closed, but in fact, he was in a hurry to communicate with the old man.

"Old man, the matter outside is solved, you can say, how can Xiaolan be saved?" The fat man asked with concern.

"Is this, it's not easy, the four swords of Zhuxian are known as the first murder weapons of the Heavenly Dao, after being contaminated by her chaotic destruction qi, Xiaolan's soul was not lightly damaged, if it wasn't for my timely all-out rescue, the soul would have been scattered, and now to save her, there is only one way, that is, you must gather the four swords of Zhuxian, gather the innate five elements of the true element, collect the innocent earth spirit outside, and refine the four swords of the Zhuxian Immortal, with the four swords of the Zhuxian and the big sword that you fused with the Qingping sword as the foundation, palm the immortal sword array, and turn the innate five elements sword yuan power into the power of chaos destruction, so that, You can absorb the chaotic destruction qi in Xiaolan's soul. This way of the sword array is the cultivation method contained in your Qingping sword technique, but your cultivation is too low now, and it has not yet reached that point, now it seems that you have to start learning the way of the sacrificial sword formation in advance. However, if you can initially control this Immortal Sword Formation, it is estimated that you must at least have the cultivation of the Sword Immortal Period."

"As for the merits required to resurrect Xiaolan in the future, I estimate that there are about 100,000 merit points, fatty, this is the only safe and feasible way at present." The old man gave a rare serious look to explain to the fat man.

"Okay, doesn't it just require me to have the cultivation of the Sword Immortal Period, isn't it just to gather the four swords of the Zhuxian and refine the Zhuxian Sword Formation, okay, I can do it, one million merits, no problem, I'll go kill zombies and monsters, old man, if there is any host task, hurry up and release it to me, I'll do it." The fat man said categorically.

"Yes, the sixth savior activates the mission: go to the land of Qilu, eliminate the Jiao Demon King of the East China Sea, and help the survivors of the East China Sea to move to a safe place. Completing the task will reward the host with 1.2 million experience, 120,000 merit points, and 120,000 merit points. After failure, the host is downgraded by one level, and there is no time limit." The old man saw that the fat man refused to stay for a moment, and he couldn't wait to go out now to kill monsters and earn merit. Busy released a new host task for the fat man.

"Pick it up, Donghai, let's leave immediately, but before leaving, I have to go home, I've been out for a few days, and I haven't greeted my family, so it's better to go back." After the fat man said this to the old man, he got up and went out to see how Kong Wuming's things were doing.

"Brother Zhang, it's all settled, all the officers above the middle level have died in this hall, and the rest are some low-level commanders and grassroots soldiers, all of whom have been absorbed by our mercenary group. I'm now in camp ready to be adapted. I decided, give up the position of the head of the mercenary group to Xiao Kong, and I will be the deputy leader. Our mercenary group is also preparing to change its name to the Ming King Mercenary Group." Zhang Wenjun said excitedly.

"You guys look at it, Xiao Kong, I have something to do with him" The fat man asked where Xiao Kong was, said hello to everyone, and got up to leave. Everyone looked at the back of the fat man's departure, and there was a look of worship in their eyes, the master, this is the real master.

After a while, Kong Wuming walked over calmly, stretched out his hand and handed Zhang Wenjun and Wang Changgen two old secret books and a witch blood essence pill, and said softly: "Fat brother is gone, he asked me to say hello to you, he won't say goodbye to everyone, Deputy Head Lan just left, I understand his feelings, I didn't keep him, this is a little heart he left for you before leaving. Open it up and see."

Wang Chang even opened it to take a look, the Proud Cold Ice Divine Technique, and the Great Wilderness Sword Technique. Two white lights lit up, enveloping Wang Changgen in it. After a while, there were bursts of cold air around him, and Wang Changgen, who was in the white light, had a shallow layer of ice slag on his body.

Zhang Wenjun took these two books suspiciously, and flipped through them casually, it turned out to be the Yuqing Qi Refining Recipe and the Shangqing Dan Recipe, one green and one yellow, and two rays of light flashed, enveloping Zhang Wenjun tightly. In the light, countless cultivation experiences and alchemy techniques, prescriptions, and fire techniques poured into Zhang Wenjun's body. After a while, Zhang Wenjun and Wang Chang reached the realm of the Innate Great Perfection. At the same time, he initially mastered the two exercises. Repair to the top, and you can almost build a foundation.

Kong Wuming looked at the two of them who were overjoyed, and said lightly: "Fat brother said, the future Tianjing City will be handed over to us." Speaking of this, Kong Wuming's eyes showed a trace of reluctance. Looking at the horizon in the distance, he stood there quietly thinking about his own thoughts.

At the same time, in Shoujing City, Yanzhao Province, in the room where the little monk was imprisoned, Ruhui was standing there, with a trace of nervousness and uneasiness in her eyes, just yesterday, she carefully prepared, and was about to go in and persuade the donor, when the little monk inside spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood spit out was enough as half a basin, his eyes rolled, and his face passed out with a pale face.

The frightened Liu Zhigang brothers hurriedly sent a military doctor in to check, lest the little monk commit suicide with some strange method. After some examination, the military doctor came to a conclusion: This little monk didn't know what was going on, and he had a foundation building mid-level cultivation, but he had actually regressed to the realm of the innate high-level. After the loss of skill, so much blood spurted out, it is strange if you don't pass out, it's not a big deal, and you will recover after raising some children.

Liu Zhigang and the brothers were relieved at this time, but they couldn't let this little monk go like this. The future is still counting on him, with this savior system, there is no exercise, no magic weapon, in the last days, only the strong can survive better. Without strength, it's nothing. It is estimated that he has been tortured too hard in the past two days, which has caused him to lose his body and mind, so that his skills have regressed so much. The former No. 1 master in Shoujing City has now been reduced to an innate high-level cultivator. Forget it, let him have a good night's rest and make plans tomorrow. Thinking of this, Liu Zhiqiang made the decision and let the little monk rest for a good night, and talk about it tomorrow.

As soon as it was dawn today, Ruhui got up early, dressed up carefully, and prepared to meet the donor, Liu Zhigang on the bed reached out to hold the two peaks on Ruhui's chest, kneaded it fiercely, and said in a strange voice: "What's the matter, I'm going to see my old lover, I'm in such a good mood, look at this spring breeze on my face, you little scratcher."

Ruhui didn't dare to dodge, relying on Liu Zhigang's wanton contemptality at that time, he said obediently: "What an old lover, I am sincere to you, yesterday's toss is not enough for others." Really, people's waists still hurt."

Liu Zhigang laughed, turned over, cleaned up briefly, and walked towards the little monk's house together with his eldest brother Liu Zhiqiang.

Liu Zhiqiang smiled and stretched out his hand to the door, signaling his brother and Ruhui to go in. I stood outside the door and waited for the final result.

In a burst of extremely arrogant laughter, Liu Zhigang strode in, looked at the donor with a winner's eye, turned his head to signal Ruhui, and asked her to come forward to talk. Ruhui stepped forward to open the small box she was holding, took out a hot towel from the box, and gently scrubbed the blood and dirt on the little monk's face.

The donor slowly opened the eyes of the gods, and saw the pretty face of Ruhui with a concerned face, but now there are a few more traces of blood on the pretty face and the bruises that these thick cosmetics can't hide, the donor is sour, and closes his eyes and no longer opens. With a focused expression, he silently recited the Great Compassion Mantra: Nan Wu Drink Hello Na Doro Night. Nan Mu Aya. Braukati Shśrāyā. Bodhisattva Bhavaya. ……

Seeing that the donor just glanced at himself lightly and stopped caring about himself, Ruhui was also very bitter and sour in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it in front of Liu Zhigang, turned around and put down the towel, took out a bowl of hot shredded meat noodles from the box, and gently handed it to the donor's side: "Xiaohao, come and eat something, see what you are hungry for, come, I'll feed you." Holding a porcelain bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, he picked up a few noodles and sent them to the benefactor's mouth.

The donor slowly opened his eyes, stopped chanting, and said coldly: "What is this, is it a severed head meal?"

Ruhui hurriedly shook her head: "How come, this is the noodles I made for you with my own hands, you can eat some, I know I'm sorry for you, no matter how you scold me, you have to eat enough to have the strength to scold." Come, I'll feed you".

When the little monk heard this, he opened his mouth and ate the noodles in a big gulp, in addition to being beaten in the past two days, he was forced to transfer the savior system, and the water and rice did not touch his teeth, but he was starved. Seeing the little monk eating heavily, Ruhui couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes, but fortunately she was facing away from Liu Zhigang, and the other party didn't see her expression.

A bowl of noodles, after a few clicks, the little monk was eaten cleanly, the little monk looked up at Ruhui, his ex-girlfriend who used to say himself, and was about to say thank you, suddenly, Ruhui gave him a corner of the eye, the left eye immediately blinked twice, even after the eyes closed, and then opened and blinked two more, the little monk was stunned there for a moment, this is Ruhui and he often played a game before the end of the world, whenever they want to conspire to play other classmates, Ruhui will give him a look like this, the two sides have a tacit understanding. Now, Ruhui gave him another look like this, did he mean?

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