Chapter 140: The Wild Lion Moans

was exposed, the monk Wujie did not feel embarrassed at all, and his face was like the corner of the city wall, chanting Buddhism: "Amitabha, monks never do anything that hurts heaven and reason, I and Ouyang Miaomiao are in love, how can I rape it?"

Wu Feng's eyelids jumped wildly at the same time, and Xiao Jingxin couldn't help but give him a big roll of his eyes and said, "Then you also killed an elder in Qiankun Cave, how can this be explained!"

Monk Wujie seemed to be very aggrieved after being misunderstood, rubbing a string of dirty black and greasy Buddha beads with both hands, shaking his head and sighing: "Amitabha, the world is always confused by the superficial phenomena in front of him, in fact, he is related to my Buddha, and the poor monk is just a middleman who sends him to meet the Buddha...... The West has its own bliss. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Wu Feng and a few people were stunned, and then Wu Feng directly reached out and stopped the monk Wujie Taotao, he has seen the power of this guy's three-inch tongue, to tell a joke, he can say that the dead are alive!

"Stop! We know what kind of person you are as a bald donkey, don't talk nonsense! Now you have only two choices, one, join us, and two, die!"

As soon as Wu Feng's words fell, the three of them immediately surrounded him, looked at Monk Wujie with an unkind face, and wanted to start fighting if they didn't agree with each other.

In fact, recruiting monks without precepts was also thought of by Wu Feng on the way to gather the remnants of blood, and now he and the others are carrying a few ancient spoons, which must be a nail in the eyes of the major forces, and the strength of his own people alone can't withstand so many forces. And this monk Wujie's strength is very tough, except for Wu Feng, none of them are his opponents, and the most important thing is that this guy is also worth eating black, to put it simply, it is not a good thing.

That's why Wu Feng moved the idea of recruiting An, and besides, he also recognized his identity, so either he joined in, or he could only send him to see his Buddha......

The four of them stared at Seng Wujie with eight eyes, and the kind of eyes that almost wanted to eat people made Seng Wujie swallow a mouthful of saliva. He laughed dryly and said, "Amitabha, how can a monk be coerced by Hongchen's trivial matters?"

Boom!

Wu Feng and the four of them drew their weapons at the same time, and Seng Wujie's face suddenly became very serious, and said: "Nan Wu Amitabha, in fact, the poor monk thinks what you said is quite reasonable, there are too many ugly Buddhas in this world who ordered the poor monks to treat them, and it is easier to come with you......"

Wu Feng nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at each other with Xiao Jingxin, and suddenly Yin Feng smiled and handed Seng Wujie a turquoise pill, and said, "After eating it, we will be our own people in the future, of course, you can also choose not to eat it, but ......"

Monk Wujie saw Wu Feng slowly pull out his long sword again, and immediately a spirit took the pill handed over by Wu Feng and swallowed it in one bite, and then said very cheaply: "Brothers, sisters, sisters, and younger brothers, you are so polite!"

Xiao Jingxin's face was pulled down directly, and the silver teeth bit lightly: "Who do you call sister-in-law?"

"Hahaha......"

Several people laughed out regardless of the image, it is rare to see Xiao Jingxin embarrassed on weekdays, and with the strength of her creation realm peak, no one dares to quarrel with her, and now there is finally someone who can compete with her, the residual blood is full of cattle in Li Tianji, and God is eye-opening.

"Alright. Wu Feng stopped laughing, looked at Seng Wujie and said playfully: "In the future, you will also be a member of the Demon Monarch team, don't worry! What you are giving you is just a Brain Erosion Pill brought by Sister Jingxin from the Qingmang Delta, and you can come to Sister Jingxin every month to get an antidote in the future." Oh yes, you must remember for yourself, as long as this poison is not suppressed by the antidote for a month, it will be eaten by the Gu worms in the pill, and the process will be painful......"

Monk Wujie was shocked, and hurriedly flattered Xiao Jingxin's thighs, how disgusting and disgusting that look was, there was no way a monk should look like it, Wu Feng saw that the corners of his mouth twitched, and secretly wondered if he had done something wrong?

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Next to the mysterious stone carvings exposed on the altar, Wu Feng and Monk Wujie were lying there carefully studying the contents of the stone carvings. Monk Wujie can't recognize all the ancient texts, but it doesn't mean that Wu Feng can't recognize them, according to Monk Wujie's previous research, this is a low-level Buddhist offensive martial arts, called Wild Lion Roar!

If it is subdivided, this mad lion roar should belong to the sonic type of martial arts, focusing on soul power killing. The legendary martial arts lion roar of the legendary Buddhism, a roar can shatter mountains and rivers, and the power of gods and ghosts is compassionate.

However, what made Xiao Jingxin, Li Tianji and others feel painful was that they couldn't learn this martial arts?

According to the above, cultivating this method requires at least the strength of a six-rank soul power, but everyone except Wu Feng is only a fifth-grade. And because the martial arts are relatively lacking in soul power cultivation, they have a five-rank soul power cultivation, but in terms of strength, they are not as good as a fourth-grade professional.

The root of the teeth that made the three of Xiao Jingxin feel angry the most was the innocent monk Wujie, this guy said that he could also practice.

"You'd better not talk nonsense, does your cultivation have the Martial Emperor Realm? Stay where it's cool!" Li Tianji couldn't help but kick him, and said angrily.

Monk Wujie had a righteous face, and he said in this way: "Amitabha, the poor monk is not talented, although he was born with exhausted muscles and veins and could not cultivate the source power, but with the help of Master Fang Ming, the host of this temple, he cultivated the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra, and his body thought that he was the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm, and the most important point is that the poor monk is still a five-grade and six-grade alchemist......"

"Hmm, are you a six-rank alchemist?" Wu Feng looked at Monk Wujie with some joy, and Remnant Blood and Xiao Jingxin also looked at him with fiery eyes, and even Li Tianji was stunned, a little unable to believe his ears.

Liupin...... Alchemist?

Among the three major professions, if there is a noun in order of popularity and popularity, alchemist is undoubtedly ranked first, array mage is second, and the last one is the source weapon master. Several professionals of the same grade stood together, and the alchemist was undoubtedly the first to be treated as a guest of honor.

There was no other reason, just because they were able to take out a small pill that could make countless strong people go to the soup for it! In contrast, although the array mage and the source weapon master were also sought after, their influence was far less powerful than that of the alchemist.

Wu Feng and the others enthusiastically surrounded Seng Wujie in the center, and they couldn't eat him in one bite. Of course, they know what it means to have a six-rank alchemist, which means that they will have a steady stream of restorative pills, a series of auxiliary pills to enhance their strength and cultivation, and even anti-heaven pills that can bring the dead back to life with only their last breath left.

Monk Wujie was taken aback by the expressions of Wu Feng and the others, and just hugged his chest and kept saying, "Don't mess around, don't come here... Stand there for me! I'm going to call ...... again."

"Truly... If you scream, no one will answer even if you cut your throat. Hahaha......" Wu Feng and the others laughed recklessly, and then a burst of chestnuts hit Seng Wujie's smooth head, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, immediately hand over a hundred restorative pills, eighty healing pills, and the grade must be above the third grade." Also, give each of us more than three pills that can instantly increase our strength, and ask for the kind of medicine that has a longer effect and a smaller effect......"

"Damn... Where am I going to take out so many high-grade pills for you at once? If you don't do it, you won't be able to take out so much even if you kill you. Monk Wujie was severely frightened by the number reported by Wu Feng, so he immediately stopped doing it and shouted directly.

It looked like it was almost rolling on the ground.

"Who are you fooling?! You can't get these stocks from a six-grade alchemist? Hear clearly, we didn't ask you for six-grade and five-grade pills, which are just some ordinary restorative life-saving pills. Li Tianji stared at Seng Wujie with an unkind face, and the long sword in his hand had slowly pulled out of its scabbard.

"Ordinary goods?" Monk Wujie directly lost his voice and scolded, "Not less than a third-grade pill, you say that the master is an ordinary person? Monk, I don't believe that the pills that are circulating and sold in your Qingyu are all about three-grade?"

"Ahem..."Wu Feng coughed twice in embarrassment, but for the sake of the elixir, he still nodded cheekily and said seriously: "It's true, it's really ordinary......"

"Then since it's an ordinary road product, you won't buy it, and the price of those two road dishes is missing?" As the angry monk Wujie's voice turned a little into a male duck's voice, he jumped on a stone and scolded with a red face.

Boom...

"No money..."

"Me too, it's all handed over to the insiders in the house. ”

"I'm buying rouge jewelry!"

Wu Feng and the others smiled and pulled out the weapon in their hands, and as soon as Monk Wujie's face changed, he immediately smiled and said: "Stop, stop, stop! Count the poor monk afraid of you, okay? But monk, I really don't have so many pills in my hand, at best, all of them add up to only about seventy." ”

Monk Wujie pitifully took out all the bottles of his pills, and stared at everyone with resentful eyes.

"Isn't it, you are a sixth-grade alchemist with only this little bit of family background?" Li Tianji looked through the bottles suspiciously, raised his eyebrows and looked at the monk Wujiedao.

"What do you mean by this little family background?" Monk Wujie blew up, pointed at Li Tianji and said excitedly: "Do you know how many kinds of elixirs are needed to refine an elixir?

Wu Feng coughed dryly, and immediately walked out and said, "That's it, let's give you the materials, how much you can refine within three days, and we'll go out and do a big vote in three days!"

Wu Feng patted Seng Wujie's shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and said with a wicked smile, but he didn't know why Seng Wujie always had a weird feeling, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Do you know what kind of medicinal herbs they are, dare to boast that they can take them out. Monk Wujie squinted his eyes and looked at everyone with a look of disdain and suspicion.

But before his eyes appeared for two seconds, the next scene directly stunned his jaw!

Wu Feng and each of them took out several marijuana bags from their respective rings, and without saying a word, they directly tilted down like garbage, and a large number of crystal clear and fragrant heavenly treasures were piled up there like cabbage.

"These are all the harvests we have gained in the past few days, have you seen enough? If it is not enough, I will immediately let the remnants of blood go nearby to see if there are any lone people......" Wu Feng clapped his hands and said with a generous face, like a mountain bandit.

"Dragon's Blood Mushroom... Poria cocos... Three-hundred-year-old tortoise shell ...... "The monk ran to this pile of medicinal materials like a small mountain without rings, sniffing the aroma of the medicinal materials vigorously, and his two eyes revealed two rays of golden light.

"Let me ask you if it's enough?" Wu Feng kicked his ass angrily, and Monk Wujie immediately stretched out his arms and hugged the pile of medicinal herbs, and the chick couldn't help but nod as if pecking rice: "Enough, enough!"

"Young Venerable, aren't you afraid that he will swallow more of these heavenly treasures?" asked Remnant Blood suspiciously.

Wu Feng stretched his waist, yawned and said, "Don't be afraid! From now on, the three of you will take turns watching him alchemy, as long as there is one less plant of unused medicinal materials when the final inventory is counted, there is no need to give him the antidote next month." ”

Monk Wujie looked confused, and immediately let out a miserable cry: "How can you do this?"

"Then what are you doing?" Xiao Jingxin's good-looking eyebrows raised and looked at Wu Fengdao.

Wu Feng smiled slightly and looked at the stone carvings on the altar, and said, "I'll try to see if I can master some of this mad lion roar within three days...... After speaking, he shouted at the monk Wujie who had just hung his head and took out a fiery red medicine tripod: "Bald donkey, if there is one less pill and not enough pills, don't think about this mad lion roar!"

"I#, Wu Feng, how can you be like this?!"

Ignoring the angry howl of the monk who killed a pig without precepts, he cast his gaze on the stone carving with a smile on his face, and then gently closed his eyes, and a majestic soul power diffused out from his divine palace, slowly wrapping the entire stone carving in......

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"Roar!"

An earth-shattering lion roar almost shattered Wu Feng's soul, Wu Feng raised his eyelids and found that the surrounding scenery had already changed, this was an independent space that was closed and a little chaotic, and at this time, a majestic golden lion was staring at him in front of him.

"Sure enough, as I expected..."Wu Feng stood up happily, although this was not his essence. This should be the inheritance space of the Wild Lion's Roar, and when he heard Monk Wujie introduce him to know the secret of the martial arts inheritance here, he was a little puzzled.

In order to test the future generations, the hall master of the dignified medicine hall only had a stone carving to reward him with only one stone carving, which was as simple as it was on the surface? Now it was really as he expected, the cultivation method of the mad lion roar recorded on the stone carving was just a blind method, and the real inheritance was here.

This does not mean that the records on the stone carvings are fake, but only in this inheritance space can the true meaning of the mad lion's roar be expressed to the inheritor, compared with the dull text description on the stone carving, it will undoubtedly greatly speed up the control of the mad lion's roar and comprehend the true meaning and charm......

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