"Add money !!"

"Hehe~~~" Mao Zhenhuang sneered, Zuo Zhen's widow passed by, it can be seen how big things are, just lift your feet and leave.

"Add 50,000!"

When Mao Zhenhuang heard this, he didn't even look back.

"Add 100,000!"

Mao Zhenhuang heard this number again, stopped for a moment and lowered his head and frowned, the number of 250,000 is definitely not a decimal number.

When he came back from Xinji County, he knew what the concept of Xuanjing was on 100,000.

"Plus fifteen! A fixed price of thirty for you is enough to send my brother to the middle stage of foundation building. Fu Lei jumped to his feet on the riverbank, his grandfather once told him that there is no problem in this world that cannot be solved with Xuanjing, if it can't be solved, it is that the price you offer is not enough.

Mao Zhenhuang said without thinking about it: "Deal!"

And Fu Lei's grandfather seems to be right, anything in this world can be measured by Xuanjing, and this price code really makes Mao Zhenhuang's heart move, and it makes him feel that he can fight for it.

Looking up at the rising high platform in front of him, he knew that it was impossible to take the 300,000 Xuanjing Huayang Heavenly Sect Outer Gate, so he had to take Fu Lei's oil bottle to spell the blue high platform.

That is, the inner door of Huayang Heavenly Sect!

Looking at Mao Zhenhuang's crispness, Fu Lei, who was in despair, instantly said excitedly: "Thank you, brother, for your success, thank you for your great kindness." ”

"A quarter of an hour! I'll only wait for you for a quarter of an hour, and I won't wait for it when it's overdue! No amount of Xuanyang Jingguang can buy a place for Huayang Heavenly Sect. ”

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at the turbulent waves between the two, and his face was unprecedentedly grim.

Huayang Tianzong used a fucking selection mechanism!

The higher the platform on the outside, the faster it will rise, and at this time, the high platform in front of him has reached the sky, and even Mao Zhenhuang has begun to struggle a little when he raises his eyes to look up at the people standing on it, if he hadn't come down from it at the beginning, at this time, such a posture has already reached the quota of the outer gate of Huayang Heavenly Sect.

Because of the height of the high platform at this time, if all the monks present have no means, this is a desperate height, and they can't go up.

And missing the initial opportunity to choose, the only way left to enter the Huayang Heavenly Sect is to go forward, but to go forward.......

Think about the people in front of you!

Mao Zhenhuang could think of what scene was in front of him at this time.

"Don't worry, brother, a quarter of an hour is enough!" After saying that, Fu Lei's divine sense that fell on Mao Zhenhuang's body quickly reversed.

And Mao Zhenhuang was stunned, turned his head to look at the other side of the river, his eyes almost didn't protrude, and with Fu Lei's dog thing jumping into the turbulent river with a pop, his side was suddenly surrounded by five or six Longmen Sect monks, including three or four loose cultivators.

A wild wave mixed with countless "black spots" rolled down, and four people carved on Fu Lei's side made their hands on a struggling cultivator beside him.

The sword light flashed, and the scattered cultivator who didn't even react was split by the four flying swords in an instant.

Sprinkle waves with enthusiasm!

And the whole "black spot" that the big wave slapped over met this hot blood and instantly dodged, Fu Lei, who was sandwiched in the middle, looked at this opportunity, and his arms almost didn't turn into a wheel in the big wave, and he almost flashed to show how fast he was.

The Mao Zhenhuang on the riverbank is amazed, and today he has seen what the second generation of cultivation is.

At this time when Huayang Tianzong was recording, such a group of people could still be found, which showed how capable Fu Lei's old man Chun Yuzi was.

Not to mention anything else, Fu Leiguang threw 300,000 Xuanjing at his side, and how many people on his side threw it?

It's a lie to say that you are not jealous!

If there is such an old man in the family, just imagine what can't be done.

Huayang Tianzong is the record?

Even if my grandson is wasted, I can pile it up for you with the Xuanyang Crystal Pile!

When Mao Zhenhuang stood on the riverbank and sighed, he was glad again, fortunately, he didn't go to this big river, not to mention that he met murderers like Weiqiu and Guo Qiyan in the river, even if he met him Fu Lei and bullied people in a group, he must not be able to eat in the river and walk around.

Guarding against this group of fierce fish in it has exhausted all his energy, and how can he have the energy to deal with this group of somewhat despicable and shameless murderers.

A quarter of an hour!

No more, no less, Fu Lei finally climbed to Mao Zhenhuang's feet at the last time, and collapsed on his back tiredly in front of him, spitting bloody river water.

And the more than ten monks who accompanied him down the river at the beginning, there were only five left at this time, and one of them permanently lost a leg, but the other party didn't even snort in pain when he lay on Fu Lei's side, just looked at the still violent river behind him and was a little stunned.

At this time, the river was still densely packed with human heads, and the "black spots" in it were still dense.

Mao Zhenhuang didn't speak, just shook his head and kicked at Fu Lei, he only knew that this Longmen Sect monk with a broken leg was useless, even if he had already climbed ashore.

After all, the high platform in front of you has been directly connected to the clouds, and the high platform at the far end needs a lot of foot strength.

"Brother wait, brother I, oh-"

Fu Lei, who hadn't vomited yet, looked at Mao Zhenhuang who was moving forward, even if he was exhausted at this time, he could only catch up with the dizziness of his brain.

He knows that he can mix at any time in normal times, and he can give up halfway, but he can't at this time!

And where will Mao Zhenhuang care if he can catch up with him, and it is already benevolent and righteous to wait for him for a quarter of an hour at this pass.

There may be a reason for this, but this is not the main thing at all.

Fu Caijia and Wang Daoning, as well as the mutual pit between life and death of Xinji County, this is the premise.

Mao Zhenhuang didn't know you Fu Lei, and you Fu Lei couldn't give away the money.

Is there a mystery?

There must be a doorway!

"Do you know what it means to break a leg as a monk?"

Looking at the crowd running forward with Zhou Xuan, Mao Zhenhuang also sped up his pace a little anxiously, Huayang Tianzong doesn't recognize you as Wang Dongzhen's righteous son, Chun Yuzi's grandson, and they are all treated equally here.

Anyone who only walks the mountaineering path of their Huayang Heavenly Sect is just a group of ants struggling for their lives.

"Whether it is dead or alive, each person is 100,000 Xuanyang Jingcan, and it doesn't matter if you are hoarded or missing arms and legs, return to the inner gate of the Longmen Sect, and the inner gate can be shaded by a son, and the cultivation will be treated together. ”

After listening to this, Mao Zhenhuang stared sideways at the wet goods for a long time and said, "Big deal!"

More than one million Xuanyang crystals, such a large number can be used to pull up a small sect, if there is no pursuit, even a low-grade Jindan treasure can also be bought, if these don't matter, holding these Xuanjing is enough to enter the foundation building consummation, Jindan's cultivation is within reach.

Fu Lei looked at Mao Zhenhuang's side eyes, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Brother, you don't have to look down on me, I said that there are a bunch of people rushing to do this kind of thing, do you believe it? If it weren't for the fact that my grandfather really couldn't dig out the family funds, there might be twenty more people who sent me across this river." ”

"I don't look down on it, if I see a big customer like your grandfather at the foot of the mountain, maybe I will guarantee you from the first level until you enter Huayang Tianzong!"

There are many kinds of people!

Similarly, this group of people has walked out of many kinds of lives, but no matter what kind of road they embark on, there will always be countless people like him Mao Zhenhuang and a small number of talents like Fu Lei.

There is nothing to look down on, one person has one way to live, if it weren't for the sudden wealth of Xinji County, he Mao Zhenhuang might also be a member of the group of people who protect him Fu Lei.

After all, 100,000 Xuanjing can do many, many things!

Fu Lei looked sideways and said, "I really don't look down on it?"

"It's a pity to say no, no, and even a little regretful. ”

"Regret what?"

"It's a pity that I didn't get in touch with a famous figure like your grandfather, if I did, your brother and I wouldn't have earned 300,000 Xuanjing on this trip to Huayang Tianzong, but 1.5 million!"

"Haha~~~ It's not too late to introduce in the future. ”

"I'd love to see you!"

"That's all a small thing, but I said brother, do you want to keep me in the rhythm of entering the family line?"

Following Mao Zhenhuang, who was walking in a hurry, if it weren't for the eight red fire dragon pillars behind the other party to deter the malicious gazes cast around him, Fu Lei would not dare to step forward with ten thousand dares.

At this time, the eye could see that there were no seven or eight corpses under the high platform of the clouds.

Looking at the bits of blood that had not yet dried at the bottom of the column, you could see what kind of brutal fighting had taken place here in front of you for a quarter of an hour.

Fu Lei knew that except for a few pillars on the side of the big river, it was possible to pick up the leaks first, and the pillars after that were only the difference between more dead and less dead.

Even a place in the outer gate of Huayang Heavenly Sect was enough to make the foundation building monks in the eastern part of the Central Continent so red that they tried their best to take their last breath.

It's an argument!

No monk would let another unrelated person under this high pillar.

"I only waited for you for a quarter of an hour, but others won't wait for me for a quarter of an hour, and Huayang Tianzong won't wait for me for a quarter of an hour, you look at the Huangtai around you, even if you step on me, can you go up?"

Five hundred high platforms, four hundred and five yellow platforms, at this time, the surrounding ninety to one hundred and ten, even the pillars that are so close to the front have been quickly inserted into the clouds, not to mention him Fu Lei, even Mao Zhenhuang's own strength to eat milk may not be able to go up, what if he doesn't go forward?

The current Mao Zhenhuang can only comfort himself, the inner door of Huayang Tianzong, Lan Tai, should not rise so quickly!

"Hah....... After all, the inner door is stronger than the outer door. "Fu Lei is embarrassed, he is a fart, this kind of high platform is steep and steep, saying that there is a four or five hundred zhang is conservative, such a height, he has no fun building the foundation, but it is possible in the Jindan period.

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at him angrily and said, "Add another 50,000 to the inner door!"

"What did you say?"

Fu Lei blew up directly!

(Sorry, I'm too busy, I haven't been home for four or five days, and I'm going on a business trip today, and it's a week.) ）