The young monks with crooked eyes and slanted mouths, drooling water, and a middle-style smile on their faces, where are the immortal wind dao bones that a disciple of the Immortal Dao Sect should have, which is even more unbearable than the mentally handicapped children in the world.

Meng Wushao sneered disdainfully, and waited until the black mist that was wrapped in "smiling half-step madness" completely dissipated, then he stepped forward unhurriedly and began to pick off a young monk's clothes.

These disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect, how much each person is worth, and which things on his body are the most valuable, have already been clearly identified by his "Great Martial Venerable System". At this time, it was really smooth, like a cow.

There was the Yellow Order Space Spirit Treasure Origin Ring given by Zhuo Bufan, and Meng Siao looted it, as if it was magic. As soon as his hand touched a monk's jade belt, which was a mid-level jade belt that could increase spiritual power when releasing the magic technique, the belt disappeared from the monk's waist with a "whoosh".

Others, such as spirit stone bags, treasure bags and the like, are objects that Meng Wushao will not let go.

Looted all the way, and where they passed, most of the young monks who fell to the ground and fell unconscious were only a pair of obscene pants.

"Huh, this fellow Daoist!"

Just when Meng Wushao was happily implementing the ransacking principle of "five young people are too much, not an inch of grass grows", a suspicious voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"En?" Meng Siao was also shocked, he was so happy to ransack the land just now, and even the spiritual sense of the transparent villain in his mind seemed to be affected, and he didn't even notice anyone appearing.

"This fellow Daoist, it seems that you are a little immoral in doing this. The man's voice sounded very young, but although he said it in a righteous and strict manner, why did it seem to be mixed with a few swallowing sounds?

Meng Siao turned around for the first time, and when he saw it, a fat young monk was standing next to the towering tree he had just watched the play.

"Concentrating on the Divine Realm, there is no threat to cultivation......" He immediately cast the "Hope Qi Technique", and immediately judged his true cultivation from the fluctuations of the fat young monk's spiritual power. Then his eyes turned and fell on the illusory screen of the "Great Martial Venerable System", "In terms of net worth, it seems that there is no magic weapon that is too awesome." Well, that's no threat......"

In just a moment, this fat young monk had already been seen through by Meng Wushao from his cultivation to the bottom of the magic weapon on his body.

To be honest, such a seemingly ordinary young monk who doesn't have any treasures at the bottom of the box, Meng Wushao can say it unceremoniously - the young master doesn't take you poor in his eyes at all.

Although his cultivation is no more than one level of the Forging Body Realm now, the spiritual power in his body is so powerful that it is not under the Condensing Realm at all. Moreover, the state of spiritual power is even stronger than that of ordinary Condensing Realm cultivators!

Ordinary Condensation Realm cultivators don't have too high-grade exercises, even if they reach the peak of the Condensation Realm, they can only liquefy more than half of the spiritual power in the dantian at most. And through the "Wangqi Jue" peeping, the body of this fat young monk in front of him was less than one-third of the liquefied spiritual power, and he was obviously a parallel commodity who had just stepped into the condensing realm.

Therefore, in the face of the fat monk's questioning, Meng Wushao unceremoniously gave him a middle finger and said disdainfully: "It's your business!"

"Beep", and the next moment, the incomparably familiar voice in his mind sounded: "Congratulations to the host for successfully slapping the Fahua Gate in the face, and reward two thousand Great Martial Venerable points!"

What is the origin of this dead fat man, he is just cultivating in the Concentrating Realm, and he is actually worth two thousand Great Martial Venerable Points! This is simply more valuable than the elite disciples of those major sects in the Jingshi Tianwu Pavilion!

At the beginning, he was ridiculed in the face, and the elite disciples of the inner sect of the six giants of the Immortal Dao were shot down by him, and a single person only contributed two hundred Great Martial Venerable points. The fat young man in front of him actually contributed ten times at once!

Although Fahua Gate is also quite awesome, it is still slightly inferior to the six giants of the Immortal Dao. According to the rewards of the "Great Martial Venerable System" for slapping the face of the various sects, even if this fat man is an inner disciple of the Fahua Sect, he will give a maximum of one hundred and fifty Great Martial Venerable points.

But now, it has been given more than ten times at once!

Could it be that this fat man is the illegitimate son of the head of the Fahua Sect?

Meng Siao suddenly became interested, and carefully looked at the fat young man in front of him-

The fat man didn't look very old, but at least he was much smaller in appearance than the group of crooked-eyed and drooling young monks on the ground. Height, it's okay, half a head taller than myself, but it's a pity that it's a horizontal development type, that fat body, enough to split two of yourself.

This guy's status in Fahuamen is definitely not low, otherwise it would be just a slap in the face, and the "Great Martial Venerable System" would not give such a high reward for Great Martial Venerable points. Although, for himself who now has 400,000 Great Martial Venerable points, 2,000 Great Martial Venerable Points is really a bit insufficient, but it is still four figures, which is much stronger than mosquito legs.

However, what surprised Meng Wushao was that this fat man's net worth was really not rich. Not to mention rich, not directly pointing at his nose and scolding "you poor bastard" is already considered to give him face.

The status is not low, but he is a poor ...... This seems a bit unscientific!

"Ahem...... This fellow Daoist. Just when Meng Siao was suspicious, the fat monk spoke, "As the so-called brothers in the four seas, Zhao Ben in the Lower Fahua Gate, nicknamed 'Zhao Sanniu', I don't know what to call Daoyou?"

The fat man's tone was a little embarrassed at first, but the more he spoke, the more neat he became, and he was not provoked by Meng Wushao's words "It's about your".

Meng Siao didn't speak, just squinted at him.

"Ahem...... This fellow Daoist, I see that you have supernatural powers and boundless mana......" The fat man was about to talk about it, but was interrupted by Meng Siao raising his hand.

Meng Wushao looked at him and asked a little unceremoniously, "What do you want to say?"

A twisted look appeared on the fat monk's face, and Meng Wushao couldn't help but tremble, his whole body's spiritual power was almost out of control, and the emperor-level battle skill "Breaking the Phoenix Palm" couldn't help but be about to shoot at him.

However, at this moment, the fat monk finally spoke, but his expression was quite shy and embarrassed: "Ahem...... That's the case, fellow Daoist, you came alone, isn't there a shortage of younger brothers around you? I am diligent in my hands and feet, extremely powerful, active-minded, and quick-eyed, and I am definitely a robbery -- ahh

Looking at the disciple cultivated by the gate sect in front of him, which was second only to the six giants of the Immortal Dao, and listening to his undisguised request, for a while, Meng Wushao sighed with emotion, and could only shake his head and sigh in this world, even the disciples of the Immortal Dao don't want to be disciplined!