"In the end, it's still not capable."

Master Wu made the final decision and put an end to this boring nonsense.

When Li Suiyun wanted to speak again, he directly blasted him out.

He is now an alchemist, and these guys have a request for him, so they naturally want to follow him. If the conditions are not met, he can pick on the spot, and there will naturally be people in a hurry at that time.

After sending Li Suiyun away, Wu Chong returned home.

Jing Ling has also recently found a job in the core, still from the Immortal Mansion, but it was not arranged by her mother, but a logistics staff member in the Danhuo Palace.

Because of her work experience in the middle-level area, coupled with her own true immortal-level cultivation, there was no one in the Danhuo Hall to embarrass her. The days can be regarded as stable, and the only trouble is that Aunt Zhao secretly came a few times in the middle and wanted to call Jing Ling back, but she refused.

In the secret room, Wu Chong summoned his immortal text.

The 160,000 immortal texts are superimposed, and the visual impact is still very exaggerated. During this time, Wu Chong used the secret channels of the Danhuo Hall to master several eighth-level arrangement methods, and his strength improved a lot.

Now there are about four Worm King Dream Lords' destructive power.

The strength of the four insect king dream masters, I don't know if they can deal with the Immortal Venerable of the ninth-level immortal arrangement method, but Wu Chong estimates that it shouldn't be a big problem. The tenth-level Immortal Venerable is not easy to judge, he has not met any of them so far.

After a simple practice for a long time, Wu Chong restrained the breath on his body. Looking up at the lantern rising outside, he got up and left the room.

"It's a little slow."

A pitch-black figure appeared in the alley.

This figure is the mysterious person who arranged the identity of the protector of the Danhuo Hall for Wu Chong at the beginning. It is also the strongest person Wu Chong has met since he came to this world.

At least now he can't see through the strength of the person in front of him.

"My elixir is good, isn't it?" Wu Chong looked at the black shadow, trying to see the other party's face clearly. But under the distortion of light, the other party's face is constantly changing like a fog, and it is impossible to see it realistically.

"Does the Dream Lord behind you still refuse to come to me?"

"This is the Immortal Mansion after all."

Wu Chong was smiling, looking like a microphone. Naturally, he won't tell the other party that the dream master you are looking for is me. This is also the reason why the skin effect of the Golden Buddha Dream Lord is too good, and there is still a certain risk if you meet a strong person of this level before.

"It's too cautious, but it's okay that way, both sides are safe." The black shadow nodded, acknowledging the caution of Wu Chong's 'man behind him'.

"This is the ninth-level immortal arrangement you asked for earlier."

The black shadow reached out and took out a white jade slab, on which was engraved a dense row of golden words, and when the eye looked at it, these golden words were like living creatures, constantly changing. All of them are rare immortal texts, and it is impossible for people who have not studied them systematically to know the words on them. The inheritance knowledge of the Immortal Mansion began to have a disconnect from this level.

"Bright."

Wu Chong stretched out one hand, and the white jade slab in the other party's hand automatically flew into his hand.

After briefly looking at the beginning and making sure that there was no problem, Wu Chong reached out and took out the gourd on his body and threw it at the other party.

The black shadow took the gourd, opened the stopper, and took a soft sip.

A wisp of pale white dream demon energy escaped from it and flew into the other party's nasal cavity.

"This kind of attributeless dream demon energy, no matter how many times you watch it, you will feel shocked."

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the things, the black shadow was satisfied with the gourd in his hand. This gourd dream demon energy is not an elixir, but a purified high-concentration energy, which can be converted into an elixir to refine more than a hundred gourds. This is also the requirement of his trade, and it must be traded with pure dream demon energy.

Xianfu has been studying the power of the dream demon, wanting to obtain the power of the dream demon, but he is afraid of the pollution of the mirage.

Wu Chong's appearance undoubtedly pointed out a new path for these guys, and it was precisely because of this that the black shadow would take such a big risk to arrange an identity for him and take all the risks.

"It's good if you're satisfied."

Wu Chong was also very satisfied, he had obtained the immortal life arrangement method in his heart so quickly.

Sure enough, compared to this mysterious black shadow, the organization behind Li Suiyun is weak.

"The immortal arrangement method I gave Ling was customized by the Immortal Mansion, try not to spread it, otherwise I won't be responsible for what happens." The dark shadow admonished. Selling the Arrangement Method is a felony in the Immortal Mansion, not to mention the ninth-level Immortal Arrangement Method, which is digging the root of the Immortal Mansion, and once it is discovered, it will definitely be hunted down to death.

"Don't worry about this."

Wu Chong naturally won't be idle and make trouble for himself, and trading is not done with a hammer. At first glance, this black shadow is a big dog, and the face hidden under the black fog may be someone who is high up in the Immortal Mansion on weekdays. This kind of person has a lot of resources in his hands and is the fattest leek.

"In addition, you have some clue about the tenth level of the Arrangement of the Dharma Sutra Book that you need."

"Oh!?"

Wu Chong came to the spirit.

"I found a fragment called the Book of the Dark Arts, which is the 'canon' of the Book of Scriptures." The black shadow didn't continue, he was waiting for Wu Chong to make an offer.

"Dian?"

Wu Chong was stunned, the collection of scriptures is not a class of arrangement, but a general term for a certain level of arrangement?

"The collection of scriptures is just a general term for the people below, and strictly speaking, it can be counted as four types of arrangement. Among them, the 'Sutra' is the most precious. For example, the "Flying Immortal Sutra", which was practiced by the first master of the Immortal Mansion, is the representative of the "Sutra". ”

For the sake of the collaborator's face, the black shadow explained two sentences simply.

This also allowed Wu Chong to finally see the tip of the Immortal Mansion hidden under the iceberg.

In the past, small fights in the outer and middle layers didn't count, and in the eyes of some people in the Immortal Mansion, only the core was considered the Immortal Mansion. And the 'collection of scriptures' is the difference between their own kind of people and their inferiors.

The arrangement method was divided into ten levels by the Immortal Mansion, but in the eyes of these people, there were actually only two levels.

One is the 'Book Collection' and the other is the other.

Of course, this statement is somewhat one-sided, but it is enough to show the power of the tenth-level arrangement.

"What do you want to change?"

Wu Chong was silent for a moment and asked rhetorically.

Regardless of whether the "Book of Dark Magic" in the hands of the Black Shadow is a fragment or not, it will be a great attraction for him, and this will also be the first ten-level arrangement method he has come into contact with! For Wu Chong, whether he is incomplete or not is not the point, the important thing is to be able to give him exercises.

The rest, you can leave it to the panel!

"I want more dream demon energy, you relay this back, I believe that the dream master behind you should be able to understand what I mean." The black shadow didn't mean to talk to Wu Chong in detail.

In his opinion, Wu Chong is a microphone, and there is no point in saying more.

After dropping a sentence, his figure twisted and disappeared into thin air. Wu Chong was left alone to stand in place.

Understand what? I don't understand!

(End of chapter)