"Senior brother, why are these items unattended, and there is no price, how can they be traded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info""It seems that the junior brother is participating in the big war for the first time, this is the stall of the guardian monk, and no one here will provoke them. If you want to buy it, just pluck the feathers on it, they will negotiate with you, don't give you a piece of advice, don't quote too low, otherwise... The monk looked around nervously, but without saying any more, he turned and left.

Qingkong looked at the items on the stall and found that many of them were protective armor. One of the goggles caught his attention, and after a moment of hesitation he plucked the feather from it. After a while, a tall monk with an indifferent expression walked up to him.

Jingkong saw that everyone around him had made way for him, and his arms were tattooed with two terrible nine-headed birds, and he did not carry a single armament. "It's you who are asking for fifty gold coins. The tall monk said coldly. "Okay, I can just ask, can I fight with you. Clearance said softly.

"Good, the deal was successful. Fight with our guardian monks, hehe, you must be participating in a cross-border battle for the first time. For thousands of years, our guardian monks have been at the forefront, and with us we are the fastest to die. The Guardian Monk laughed.

"I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well fight hard. "Okay, I'm starting to like you a little bit, and you'll meet us at the northeast corner tomorrow morning. The tall guardian looked at the clear airway.

Jingkong picked up the goggles and walked towards the barracks. As soon as he walked out of the trading point, an old monk suddenly collapsed in front of him. "Help me, I'm dying. He groaned under his breath.

The monks around them didn't seem to hear, and they walked indifferently past the old monks. The monks who come here are not like the clear space, and they are excluded. Or it's a battle maniac who wants to practice martial arts.

Jingkong sighed and stepped forward to help the old monk. After a while, the clear space helped the old monk to slowly calm down. "Old man, how did you get sent here. "It's hard to say, at my age, it's useless, maybe I can follow their hearts when I die." ”

After listening to the words of the old monk, Jingkong couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy for the same fate. He carried the poor man to his camp and fed him some of the dry rations he had carried. Wait for the clear space to tie up the heart guard in the middle, and put on the monk's robe again.

The peculiar old monk was gone, and he found a note and a leather pamphlet on the bed. Thank you, little Master, I am touched by your kindness, and I hope this little gift can help you.

The clear space opened the booklet, and the words of the Chiba Sutra shocked his heart. Isn't this Master's master's mastery, how did it appear here? No matter what, maybe there are other people who practice this method as well. Calm down and begin to practice this Buddhist method.

In the cabin, Pangu's cultivation continued, his legs had been repaired, and his left arm had not yet been repaired. There is only a third of the Xuantian Iron Mother left in the pile, and maybe when he has repaired it all, the bones of this body will be many times stronger than before.

A soft voice called him ajoral, "My lord, it's time to eat." Pangu opened his eyes, and a pretty face appeared in front of him. "Thank you, Twig. You don't have to cook for me in the future, you and Maomao can eat. "Yes, my lord, I see. "Xiaozhi is the woman who came suddenly, three days of recuperation, has regained her vitality, she washed the mud on her face, and she is still a very delicate girl.

Although Xiaozhi still retains his respect for the capable, he is no longer afraid of Pangu. After a few days of getting along, she probably had a general understanding of Pangu's character. She took the plate back and sat down in her corner to eat.

This is probably the most reassuring place I've ever been.,I hope it's not a dream.,If it's a dream.,I hope I don't wake up.。 At this moment, a small figure leaned towards her and scratched her thighs with long hair.

"Don't make a fuss, or I won't cook for you in the future. "Hee-hee, Xiaozhi will be my wife. Mao Mao grinned. Xiaozhi reached out and pinched the tender flesh on Maomao's face and smiled: "Okay, wait until you grow up." "Hee-hee, I've grown up, you see. "Hey, you little scoundrel. ”

Hearing the laughter of the two, Pangu opened his eyes and smiled. He slowly stood up, feeling the luster of his whole body's strength rise and fall. Xuantian Iron Mother is not only the strongest material, but also has the effect of continuous evolution.

Maybe it won't be long before you reach the sevenfold level. Pangu stretched out his hands to the remaining Xuantian Iron Mother, and sucked it into his body at once, except for a part that was left to repair his left arm, the rest was embedded in the acupuncture points of his body.

Pangu's thunder aura has mostly been transformed into red, and this is the first article, which leads the thunder quenching body into a deep performance. As long as you can transform all of them into red, you will be able to practice the third chapter, Spirit Thunder Armor.

This is a technique that spreads the aura on the surface of the body, which can not only increase defense, but also increase attack power. The most important thing is to improve the recovery ability of muscles and bones, as long as you don't die, you can recover quickly.

This will greatly enhance Pangu's sustained combat power, in this dangerous land of nine secluded places. Pangu has already encountered too many terrible enemies, and if he can escape this time, he will not be so lucky next time.

In order to enhance his combat power as soon as possible, Pangu would rather not repair his left arm first, but also transform all the thunder aura into red first. After doing all this, he sat down again, and began to stir up the Xuantian Iron Mother on the acupuncture points with his thunder aura.

When the first alarm bell rang and Jingkong woke up from his retreat, he opened his eyes and a strange light flashed. Unexpectedly, in just one night, he cultivated a layer of the Chiba Sutra, and the illusion was born from his heart.

The clear space found that his own heart was clear, as if it was the basis for practicing the Chiba Sutra. Everything went so smoothly that it came naturally. This gave him a glimmer of confidence in tomorrow's battle.

As soon as Jingkong walked out of the barracks, he saw the demon slaying monk waving at him and said, "Senior brother is here, come quickly, it's time to go." "Senior brother, wait for me, I'll go get something." Jingkong smiled and walked forward quickly.

The demon slayer watched him walk farther and farther, and the smile on his face disappeared. Unexpectedly, the little guy was quite scheming, and he actually found out. It's a pity here, with how you can run out of the palm of my hand.

He took a light breath, and the camp tents around him also shook slightly, and he was actually able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, obviously an existence at the level of a sea patrol envoy. A figure in the air quietly watched everything in front of him, like a naughty boy watching a group of ants fight. "It's all starting again, it's so funny. ”

His gaze crossed the crowd and looked at the inconspicuous old monk in the crowd, "What will you do, my dear apprentice." ”