As time passed, Nagarjuna's body increased by about two inches, almost as tall as Ye Ting. Her figure has become full and slender, and she no longer has the slightest demon atmosphere, let alone Ye Ting, even if she comes to the virtual realm to watch, she can't detect the slightest abnormality.

In her body, under her lower abdomen, a sea of Dan appeared, and a golden pill in the middle swirled endlessly, with a fierce metallic aura.

Anyway, it's just a short-term disguise, and after the demon king is achieved, Danhai can be dispersed. Nagarjuna was quite satisfied, and the change made her no longer afraid of Buddhism.

In the Danhai Sea, there are dense nests of gods floating, each of which is extremely bright, like stars.

The number of divine nests that can really cultivate demon gods has grown to thirteen, but the rest of the divine nests are used to store demon qi, and after the transformation of Danhai, no one will notice the strangeness of the aura.

After Nagarjuna finished inspecting it, he slept directly in the space of the Sword Ring and finalized the change.

Her dream bubble woke up at the same time, jumped out of the space of the sword ring, and went to find Ye Ting and Xiao Bai with a smile. Sure enough, at this time, Ye Ting and Xiao Bai had already gone to a continent.

Nagarjuna followed Ye Ting's breath and soon found the two of them in a small town.

"Childe!" Nagarjuna shouted loudly, for fear that Ye Ting would not recognize her. Ye Ting had already discovered Nagarjuna through the causal line, and he raised his hand to signal Nagarjuna to silence.

Nagarjuna hurried to catch up and found that the town was quite sedimentary, and every house was locked and closed.

"Childe, where is this?" asked Nagarjuna in a low voice.

"Zhenwuzhou, now there is no sect control zhì, I heard that there is a heavenly demon. ”

This True Martial State is a martial arts continent, and all monks pursue martial arts, and this is a mortal town. Originally, it was in the hands of a small sect, but now it is a group of scattered cultivators who are protecting.

The town is dilapidated, and there is blood on the streets.

A hundred zhang ahead, there is a tall building next to the road, and there is a plaque hanging on the main entrance, and four big characters are written - Rongsheng Martial Arts Hall.

Nagarjuna also sensed it. In this martial arts hall, there are more than a dozen humans with powerful breaths.

Ye Ting stepped forward and knocked on the door, and soon the door opened, and a thin monk took half a step back, staring at Ye Ting nervously and said, "What's the matter?"

The aura shown by Ye Ting and the others was not strong, but he barely had the realm of Yudan, and his voice trembled a little with nervousness.

"The monk passing by wanted to ask what was going on here. ”

"You're not from Zhenwuzhou?" the monk's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again. If it weren't for the people of Zhenwu Prefecture, it is estimated that they would leave soon, and they would not wade into troubled waters in Zhenwu Prefecture.

"We are not from the same sect, we have come out to experience together. Ye Ting said casually.

"Shiraishi, please let them in. In the distance, a deep voice sounded, this person was an infant realm monk, and his breath was dim. Ye Ting estimated that this person's strength was very strong. Otherwise, you will directly use your divine sense to sense the specific level.

The monk named Baishi took Ye Ting and the three into the living room, and there were six people in the living room. Two on the main seat and four on the guest seat.

After Ye Ting came in, he glanced at it and saluted the infant realm monk who spoke. This person is rare, Ye Ting estimates, if he doesn't have a piece of equipment. Empty-handed is definitely not a match for this person.

This person was calm and tall, Ye Ting saluted him, but he stood up and returned the salute to Ye Ting.

Ye Ting didn't dare to say anything, and the four guests were angry. When they came, this guy was so high up that he didn't move an inch of his ass. These are two beautiful nuns, right?

"My name is Chu Yifan, I was originally a Buddhist monk, and later abandoned Buddhism and martial arts, and joined the Shenquan Sect. ”

Ye Ting understood, Chu Yifan was polite and embarrassed. He introduced himself: "Ye Ting, born in Dragon City, walking and training outside, this is Xiao Bai, born in the Moon Sword Sect, this is Nagarjuna Caiyi, a monk from the Heavenly Sect. ”

"It turns out that they are all disciples of the sect, and Chu has something to ask for, and I hope Ye Daoyou will not refuse. ”

"Speak. ”

"The Divine Fist Sect was destroyed by a group of demons, and in the entire Zhenwu Prefecture, demons are rampant everywhere, and the monks can still avoid mortals, these monsters are causing chaos everywhere, and most of the people from more than a dozen countries have been killed. I don't have a sect, and I don't want to leave Zhenwu Prefecture, so I stopped when I passed by here a month ago. Because I heard that there is a demon army going to Baiyu Country, passing through here, I will stay, intending to defend this place, even if I can't stop the demon army, I will cause them some damage. ”

"You want me to help you keep this town?"

"How dare you force it, I just want to ask, Daoyou, if there is any useless equipment to sell me, and how many pills there are. ”

"Can you afford to pay?" Ye Ting asked rhetorically.

"If I die in battle, my soul will return to my fellow Daoists. Chu Yifan said.

His words were not false at all, and Ye Ting was in awe when he heard it. It's just that he just stayed like this and made a promise, but he didn't want to, so Ye Ting said: "That's it, I can stay, if the demon clan army is too strong, I won't fight to the end, I will leave at the last moment." As for pill equipment and the like, I do have a lot of them, and I sell them to you at half price, I don't want your soul. ”

"The three of them don't look like much, and staying doesn't help. Among the other four guests, a stocky man of short stature spoke coldly.

"Scattered cultivation?" Ye Ting turned his head and stared at the man, the monk Jin Dan was more than four tribulations, and his face was quite vicissitudes.

"Don't you look down on loose cultivators?" the monk's voice was hard and cold.

Ye Ting nodded and said, "It's contemptible." ”

That Sanxiu stood up suddenly, Ye Ting looked at him and said, "You care so much about whether others can afford you, what's the point of living?"

Sanxiu was speechless and didn't know how to refute it. He is not a mortal hooligan, he can't do things like sprinkling and rolling, Ye Ting's words are too reasonable, why should I look down on you?

"When you meet a strong sect, of course you don't dare to be so presumptuous, because I have fewer people than you and a lower realm than you, so you broke out. You are inferior to yourself, not conceited. If you really want to compare with me......"

"How?"

"Let's see which of us kills more monsters, how about it?"

"What about the bets!" he couldn't change his habits, and casually asked about the bets.

Ye Ting smiled. There was an extra white jade bottle in his hand.

"See, this is a scorching pill. Needless to say, things that can repair soul damage, restore fù true yuan, and under the infant realm, they all have effects. ”

Sanxiu was dumbfounded, because he couldn't make a bet of similar value.

Ye Ting's expression. As if he understood something, he put away the jade bottle, took out a golden talisman, and said: "The equality talisman can copy the enemy's attack and reflect it back, and it has an effect under the infant realm." ”

Sanxiu shook his head, Ye Ting changed more than a dozen things in a row, and Sanxiu said with a smile on his face: "I lost, I don't need to compare." ”

Ye Ting is not as good as his realm. But with so many auxiliary items on his body, killing monsters must be faster than him, and his combat effectiveness is longer than his.

He is a martial cultivator, even if he has the bad problem of casual cultivation, but his temperament is in line with his martial arts, which is more direct.

Chu Yifan's eyes lit up, and he could see it. Ye Ting is quite rich, and he is not bad for money. If he is willing to stay, there is no need to buy many things by himself, Ye Ting will use them when he is fighting.

The remaining three guests were also convinced, and Ye Ting took out these things to explain one thing, he was born in a large sect and was still a core disciple.

Chu Yifan greeted Ye Ting again. Let Ye Ting go to the small living room at the back and see his senior brothers. There are a total of thirteen monks, all of whom are from the Divine Fist Sect, four of them are in the infant realm and nine are in the realm of the Jie Dan.

The people of the Divine Fist Sect were quite polite to Ye Tingsan. still didn't mention that they would stick to their town, but they just hoped to buy items here in Ye Ting, and begged Ye Ting to sell cheaply.

Ye Ting looked at these disciples of the Divine Fist Sect, and he also sighed in his heart, without the sect, these monks have become a little less confident, but they all insist on something.

Seeing that Ye Ting didn't speak, the small living room slowly quieted down, everyone was looking at Ye Ting, and no one expressed indignation, let alone blame.

Zhenwu Prefecture is their responsibility, not an outsider.

"True Martial ......" After Ye Ting said these two words, he said for a long time: "I heard that there was a martial arts cultivator who was known as a true martial artist in the advanced realm, and was killed by a foreign monk, this is it." ”

Without waiting for the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect to get angry, Ye Ting said: "I admire him very much, you are worthy of being the descendants of True Martial Arts." ”

Everyone is still silent, the true martial arts god is the sore spot of the god fist.

"I won't defend this town, but I'll try to kill as many monsters as possible, this time...... I won't take any money, and of course, things won't be too satisfying to you. ”

Ye Ting said, starting to carry things outward from his Taixu Divine Mirror.

Outside of his own equipment, there are a lot of bits and pieces, many of which are experimental products. Yu Wenxuan is good at refining weapons, and practicing in the process of refining weapons is what Ye Ting is used to.

"These are spiritual liquids, of course the effect is not as good as the elixir, but I have a lot of them on hand, you can mix them according to your needs, you can drink a lot of them during the battle, but remember to mix the water, otherwise the monks with a low realm can't afford it." ”

Chu Yifan looked at more than a dozen huge jars and almost burst into tears. The speed at which the spiritual liquid restores true qi is slow, but the number is too much, just these dozen huge jars, he can't afford it.

The Divine Fist Sect is rich, but it is gone, they are like lost dogs, no matter how much they carry on their bodies, they can't compare to the huge treasury of the sect, and the three space equipment per person on hand have consumed most of them over the years.

"These are twenty equality talismans, all of my are here, you can find a way to distribute them yourself, and I will build yì for the infant realm monks to use, so that they can exert their greatest power. This is the Five Elements Powder, so it's really worthless, one box is enough to distribute to all the monks in the town, you should know the Five Elements Dao Method, right?"

"Of course, the Five Elements Spell of the Divine Fist Sect is also famous. ”

The Five Elements Powder is the introduction to the Five Elements Spell, this thing is difficult to store, and the general sect will not have too much. Because the power of the Five Elements Enhancement Spell is limited, many monks do not pursue this. But when fighting a large number of monsters, it's good to be able to increase even one percent of the spell power. (To be continued......)