"Don't pretend to be posturing, you and I both know that I want to leave, but you can't stay!"

Zhao Wen's tone was extremely confident, even if Xingyunbu couldn't leave, he could enter the stone gate, now that the task had been completed, let alone only three, even if all the cultivators from one country came over, he wouldn't care.

"I owe a favor, so come over to help people purchase some materials, mobilize all the forces you can mobilize, I will produce as much as I can within three days, if I delay my business, I have a way to refine corpses in Maoshan!"

"If you don't like these dozens of zombies, your strength is too weak, you can try it!"

In three days, even if the strength of dozens of zombies has been reduced, it will not be reduced much, coupled with the threat of the method of refining corpses, Zhao Wen will never believe that the other party will still have the time and energy to calculate himself.

"Threatening the lives of ordinary people, this is the bearing of your disciples of the famous sect of Maoshan!" The old monk's breath was extremely cold, and the corners of his mouth were even bloody.

"For example, at the end of the Fa today, the disciples of the famous sects have a fart, I am not even twenty years old now, and I have already cultivated to the point that I cannot advance, but in the future, I can only go to the underworld to be a yin errand and manage you warlocks of three sects and nine ranks!"

"Since there is no hope for cultivation anymore, don't you want me to have some fun for myself and say hello to you in advance!"

"Poof!"

A blood arrow spewed out, to tell the truth the most, the old monk still knew that Zhao Wenzhen did not lie to himself, and he could not get a bad position in his cultivation life, but Zhao Wen, a disciple of Maoshan Mountain, had a position waiting to take over early.

This kind of position that can't be asked for by oneself is still disgusted by others.

As soon as the blood arrow was spit out, the old monk's face changed instantly, and as soon as he grabbed it, the blood that had just been spit out had already been swallowed again in his hand, and at the same time he looked at Zhao Wen with a vigilant face.

After confirming that there was no trace of blood left outside, he breathed a sigh of relief, there were countless spells in Maoshan, and his own blood was missing outside, and he could be fatal if he was not careful.

"Amitabha, I opened and closed the door in Dongying, and the donor came to purchase, naturally he will not be disappointed, and the old monk will leave!" Thinking of the Qing Dynasty's closure of the country, the old monk couldn't help but be sarcastic before leaving.

Seeing the three of them salute and leave, Zhao Wen said with disappointment in his tone: "Forget it, I thought you would continue to trouble me!" ”

The corners of the old monk's mouth twitched, and the pace of leaving couldn't help but be a little faster.

A disciple of a famous sect is still a disciple of a famous sect with no taboos, and more importantly, this disciple has cultivated to the limit of the current heaven and earth.

Unless you ask a senior who has been closed off before the end of heaven and earth to make a move, otherwise such a character is invincible in the current cultivation world.

If the two sides have an unsolvable hatred or blood debt, etc., and they don't die, they will find trouble with Dongying with one mind, and it's nothing to ask these seniors to take action.

But Zhao Wen is obviously a little Taoist priest who has just left the school not long ago, but after being provoked, he threw out his hole cards without taboos.

Moreover, these seniors often only have one chance to make a move, and they must be used at the most critical juncture, and it is a great waste to waste it on a little Taoist priest like the second ancestor.

Just thinking that this time this dumb man was decided, the old monk felt extremely depressed in his heart, looked at the brutal roaring zombie in the distance, roared and rushed straight over and fought into a ball.

In the next three days, the roaring sound and the sound of war in Dongying Kyoto continued, but they all avoided the hotel where Zhao Wen lived, making Zhao Wen a lot less lively to see at close range.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Zhao Wen came to the warehouse rented by the trading company with a leisurely face, asked everyone to wait outside, and entered the warehouse by himself.

After waiting for a few hours, there was still no sound in the warehouse, and several people from the trading company, who had seen Zhao Wen already with a frightened face, had the courage to push open the door of the warehouse, looked at the empty warehouse inside, and immediately knelt on the ground and wailed.

Stepping into the passage, the passage on the wall behind him disappeared at the same time, the space of the stone gate began to expand sharply again, and at the same time, a message was transmitted to Zhao Wen's mind.

"So I'm only a first-level life now!"

Although he was sighing in his mouth, there was joy in his eyes that could not be concealed.

This time, the strength in the world of Mr. Zombie has increased significantly, although it has not broken through to the foundation building realm, but after all, it is because the cultivation environment of the entire world has declined, not that Zhao Wen cannot break through.

It was just the limit of foundation building, but it also allowed Zhao Wen's life level to break through to the first level.

The biggest advantage of a first-level life is that it can choose one of the three worlds that appear every time it appears, and fix the stone gate to form a world passage that communicates with each other.

Thinking of the soldiers and horses of the Great Qin World entering one world after another, and the Black Dragon Banner fluttering in different worlds, Zhao Wen couldn't help but boil his blood.

Looking at the formation that Shimen had just passed on to him in his mind, when the formation was activated in the two worlds at the same time, the two worlds would be linked until they were completely merged into a new world.

Just these two new changes made Zhao Wen almost laugh out loud.

Now his biggest dissatisfaction with the Great Qin World is that the population is too small, making many of his goals completely like a mirror.

Not to mention anything else, it's just a matter of literacy, even if he knows that many officials don't have Daqin in their hearts at all, but Zhao Wen doesn't have enough reserve officials to replace them.

He can defeat the Xiongnu with his troops, but after defeating, he will catch some slaves and some livestock, and still have to withdraw, because the current Great Qin does not occupy the population of the steppe at all.

Just the number of people will limit Zhao Wen to death, but it will take at least twenty years for a prime of life to grow, and there will be no development of tens or hundreds of years, even if Zhao Wen has a stone gate that can bring a large number of materials from the mission world, it is useless.

But now, it is completely different, thinking of the three worlds that appeared this time, the first world of the Great Tomorrow and the world of the Legend of the Condor Heroes of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Wen's face was already full of ecstasy.

Glancing at the stone door, there were piles full of various iron tools and armor, as well as dozens of huge golden coffins, and on top of these things, there were dense human figures.

The number of top talents brought back this time is a bit large, but after glancing at the image of these people, Zhao Wen shook his head slightly.

It is the teaching of the sages that unfilial piety is absolutely a great sin in this era, and these people must not appear in front of the public before their hair grows.