"I said, junior brother, you have made a windfall outside, and you gave such a good magic weapon to senior brother."

The thin monkey took Zimo to the ghost country, playing with a ruler-like magic weapon in his hand, although his cultivation is not high, but his eyesight is still there, and he can see that this is a superb spiritual treasure, which is second only to the existence of the natal magic weapon.

"What is Lingbao, I have a better one, I can give it to you if my senior brother wants it."

Zimo glanced at the thin monkey with a smile and joked.

"That's enough, that's enough, people have to know how to be sufficient!"

The skinny monkey seemed to have had enough, put the magic weapon in the storage bag, and then patted it, looking satisfied.

"Why is Senior Brother still using storage bags?"

Zimo raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

The thin monkey's little eyes narrowed, and he said shyly: "This is called wealth not being exposed, wealth not being exposed... Brother, I don't want to be remembered. ”

Hearing this, Zimo shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Although there may not be many people who know him, Zimo still changed his appearance with magic just in case.

When he came to the place where the ghost country was located, the thin monkey talked to one of the monks, a man and a woman, very familiarly, after all, the thin monkey is quite famous now, and the two are also very enthusiastic about him.

The two had never met Zimo, and when they asked him about his name, Zimo made a little perfunctory use of the often used pseudonym of Baili Cicada, and the two also complimented him with a long admiration for a long time.

Zimo and Thin Monkey looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

"Why are Thin Monkey Daoists here, don't tell me that you are catching up with our brothers and sisters."

One of the male cultivators flicked his sleeves and asked.

"Hehe, naturally not, little brother, I recently got two good things, and I thought of the two of them at the first time."

Seeing the disbelief on the faces of the two people, the thin monkey pretended to be angry, and hurriedly continued: "I can tell you, even if others want to see me, they don't show them, and only the two of them have the best relationship with me, otherwise how could I do such a thankless thing." ”

Seeing the thin monkey's expression, the woman flattened her mouth, "Who doesn't know what you thin monkey does, I think you can't sell it before you come to us to be the big boss!" ”

The woman grinned, and her face showed two dimples, and she looked quite poseful.

"In that case, Senior Brother Baili, let's go, these two spirit treasures don't seem to have anything to do with them."

The thin monkey gave Zimo a look, and the two turned to leave.

This was discussed by the two in advance, and the thin monkey knew that the senior brother and sister had been lacking magic weapons to take advantage of, so Zimo took out two medium-grade spiritual treasures as bait and let the two of them take the bait.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard that it was Lingbao, the male cultivator hurriedly stood in front of the thin monkey, with a flattering smile on his face, he rubbed his hands and said in annoyance: "Senior brother Thin Monkey, don't be angry, junior sister is also joking with you, you don't remember villains, don't be like her." ”

This person secretly transmitted the voice to the woman as he spoke, but the quilt Zimo heard it clearly.

"Yes, Senior Brother Thin Monkey, don't be like my little sister, I'm here to compensate you."

Speaking of which, the woman gave a salute, just revealing half of her breasts, and the thin monkey naturally did not let go of the reason for such a fragrant scenery, and nodded pretending to be embarrassed while watching.

"Well, since both of them said so, if I still save face, I really can't say it."

When the thin monkey spoke, his eyes never left the woman's chest, and Zimo couldn't help but want to laugh, he knew that the thin monkey was all pretending, because he saw that the thin monkey's eyes were clear, and there was no evil thought.

But the man obviously couldn't see it, and the smile on his face was a little unnatural.

He had secretly admired his junior sister, but now he was looked at by the thin monkey so unabashedly, and a sour and unhappy feeling rose in his heart, but in order to get the spirit treasure, he had to endure it, and it looked quite uncomfortable.

Zimo said this to the three of them without a match, but his gaze never left the old man of the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

Because the other party's cultivation was higher than his own, Zimo didn't keep looking at the old man, worried that he would be alarmed

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Careful.

Many monks' perceptions are very keen, even if they are mortals, if they are stared at all the time, they will feel their hearts, let alone a monk who has at least cultivated in the realm of Tongxuan.

But half an hour had passed, and the three rounds of the competition had begun, and the old man still closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not seem to have the slightest intention of acting.

But fortunately, there are many tricks in the belly of the thin monkey, and at first the man was a little hostile to him because of his junior sister, but after such a while, the two have already called each other brothers, and they almost kowtow to the handle.

The female cultivator was also smiling skillfully, acting as a regulator between several people, and one senior brother screamed sweetly, making the thin monkey almost lose his soul.

Time passed little by little, I don't know if the Heavenly Ghost Sect is really weak or deliberate, after a half-day competition, only two disciples of their sect have been promoted, and the others have all been eliminated.

But Zimo didn't see a trace of mood swings from the old man, which made Zimo frown.

As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there must be demons!

The more this is the case, the more Zimo feels that this person is abnormal.

The time soon came to the afternoon, and the thin monkey saw that Zimo did not have the slightest intention of leaving, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he said for five or six hours in a row, what he said was a dry mouth, and he told the two of them all over the world, and he was really a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, Zimo glanced at the thin monkey and smiled, "Let's go." ”

Hearing this, the thin monkey was like being amnestied, and pulled Zimo and left in a hurry.

As a result, Zimo's words made the thin monkey cry and laugh, "Continue tomorrow." ”

"Senior brother, I'm a little curious about what you're going to do."

While walking, the thin monkey turned sideways and looked at Zimo, who had a flat expression, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, just a little confused."

Zimo stopped and looked back in the direction of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and he found that at some point, the old man had disappeared.

"Did you go back?"

Zimo muttered to himself.

"Senior brother, what are you looking at?"

The thin monkey followed Zimo's gaze in the direction of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and he asked again.

"Alone."

Leaving this sentence, Zimo walked in the direction of the White Cloud Sect without looking back, leaving the thin monkey standing in place and scratching his head.

The next day.

The Four Kingdoms Contest is still going on in an orderly manner, Zimo and Thin Monkey came to the location of the ghost country again, but today Zimo has changed his appearance again, transforming into a somewhat honest middle-aged man, and his white hair is also covered by the hat he wears.

Seeing Zimo's appearance, the thin monkey looked stunned at first, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, if it wasn't for Zimo to speak, he wouldn't have recognized it.

The thin monkey changed his target again this time, and talked to a middle-aged man in the ghost country, and the senior brother and sister didn't know if they were afraid of him yesterday, and they didn't see it today.

The morning passed quickly, and the old man of the Heavenly Ghost Sect was still the old god, sitting there motionless, not caring about the competition at all.

In the last competition in the morning, the two disciples were angry, and the final result was one dead and one seriously injured.

When the dead disciple's blood seemed to be absorbed by the stone slab on the ground, Zimo found that the old man finally opened his eyes, and he looked at the ground with a strange smile on his face.

Zimo also showed a hint of a smile, it seems that there is really something wrong with the Heavenly Ghost Sect!

Time passed day by day, and the competition soon came to an end, and the White Cloud Sect once again won the first place in the big competition, with only six people in the top ten, and the remaining four people were occupied by the Soul Spirit Sect.

The disciples of the Heavenly Ghost Sect were all wiped out, not to mention the top ten, the top twenty didn't see them, and even three of them fell.

When each of these three disciples died, the old man of the Heavenly Ghost Sect opened his eyes and looked at them, and then closed his eyes again as if nothing had happened.

Zimo stood not far away and keenly captured the change in the aura on the old man's body, that

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Not angry, but excited.

At the end of the last day of the competition, the sky gradually darkened, and the people of each sect left the Burial Immortal Dao one after another, while Zimo stared at the old man from a distance, because he did not leave.

As soon as his mind moved, an invisibility talisman appeared in Zimo's hand, this invisibility talisman was obtained in the treasure house of the Sky Fox Clan, which was better than what Zimo had used before, and the monks below the Shattered Realm could not see through it at all.

Sticking the invisibility talisman on his body, Zimo stood in place and waited quietly.

The old man of the Heavenly Ghost Sect looked around, pinched his hands together, and his figure slowly melted into the somewhat dim night.

Until the sky was completely dark, the people who participated in the Four Kingdoms Great Contest had already left the Burial Immortal Road, and the teleportation array that had opened around it was gradually closed.

The night gradually shrouded the Burial Immortal Dao, and the huge statue of the Nine Sons of the Dragon was not clear to see, but in terms of Zimo's cultivation, there was no difference between night and day.

Zimo remained motionless, quietly waiting for the old man to appear.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the figure of the old man slowly appeared again, but at this moment he was standing near the test table.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be found by me Liu Jinchan."

The white light flashed in the old man's hand, and nine purple transparent balls appeared in front of him, nine balls the size of a palm, suspended in front of him, and among those nine balls were nine spirit babies who were meditating with their eyes closed!

"I don't know if the Nine Sleepy Baby Beads that the Master of the Royal Soul Sect taught me will work, if it weren't for the fear of being chased and killed by him, I would really be reluctant to waste such a treasure here, so I just took it and walked away."

The old man Liu Jinchan stretched out his hand and stroked the nine sleepy baby beads one by one, and said with some reluctance in his eyes.

Then he took out a red vial again, sat cross-legged on the ground, and placed the red vial in front of him.

"Take the blood of the heavenly ghost as the guide, take the trapped baby bead as the body, break!"

As soon as his words fell, nine strands of crimson blood flew out of the red vial, flying into the nine sleepy baby beads one by one.

The nine spirit babies in the trapped baby beads suddenly opened their eyes and shot out a cruel and ruthless gaze, Liu Jinchan couldn't help but shudder when he saw the gaze of these nine spirit babies, these nine must have been extremely powerful monks before they were born, otherwise they would not have such a breathtaking gaze.

With the infusion of the blood of the heavenly ghosts, the color of the nine spirit babies gradually became extremely red.

When the vial of Heavenly Ghost Blood was absorbed, nine purple Sleepy Baby Beads slowly flew in all directions, and their targets were the huge statue of the Nine Sons of the Dragon.

The nine sleepy baby beads soon landed in the mouths of the nine statues.

"Buzz!"

Nine ripples of different colors emitted from the mouths of the nine statues, and the entire space seemed to tremble, while Zimo had a solemn expression.

He didn't know what Liu Jinchan was going to do, but he knew that this matter was definitely not trivial.

Just as Zimo was hesitating whether to stop Liu Jinchan, the nine statues suddenly lit up with red light, and a cold light emanated from his eyes.

At the same time, there seemed to be nine beast roars echoing through the space.

Zimo changed color in a frightening way!

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