Section XVI: Conspiracy and Calculation

Wang Zhong picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip gently, and was immediately intoxicated by the fragrance in it, he nodded with satisfaction, and couldn't help but praise: "Senior sister is worthy of being from the royal family, and the tribute tea she drinks is so fragrant, I feel that the whole person is a lot more psychic!"

It turned out that Han Lingfeng turned out to be the royal princess of a country in the mortal world, but her identity was relatively secret, and only a few outer disciples knew about it, and the little monkey and other little girls were not clear at all. Although in the eyes of powerful cultivators, the royal family in the earthly world is also mortal, but so. But in the eyes of the outer disciples who are not deep in cultivation and have earthly thoughts, the identity of the princess is very shocking. Although she didn't get the high opinion of Xuantian Courtyard because of this.

"Hehe, senior brother has won the award, but it's just a tea in the mortal world, with only a trace of aura, it's actually nothing!" Han Lingfeng smiled slightly.

"It's already rare, at least we can't afford to drink!" Wang Zhong said with a wry smile.

"If Senior Brother wants to drink, I'll ask them to send some to the two Senior Brothers!" Han Lingfeng immediately laughed.

"That's embarrassing!" Wang Zhong and another man in his 30s said in immediate surprise.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just some tea! it's not worth anything!" Han Lingfeng said indifferently. As a princess, she naturally has no difficulty in getting some good tea. Anyway, these things are not worth a spirit stone for a hundred catties, and it is naturally very cost-effective to be able to associate with a fellow senior brother who is quite talented.

"Then thank you sister!" Wang Zhong also knew that people had good intentions, and if he didn't accept it, it would not be beautiful, so his subordinates would be happy, and at the same time remember this favor in his heart. At the same time, Wang Zhong also had some other thoughts about Han Lingfeng, a noble and peerless beauty, you know, the Taoist priests of the Xuantian Courtyard do not prohibit marriage, and even the head of the Xuantian Courtyard has a Taoist couple.

The other guy hurriedly thanked him.

"Two senior brothers, don't be polite!" Han Lingfeng smiled slightly, and her noble temperament immediately detonated, making Wang Zhong and a monk invited next to him a little distracted.

Han Lingfeng didn't seem surprised, but said indifferently: "Two senior brothers, just now they reported that Song Zhong has returned, I don't know what the two of you think?"

"He only went for half a day and came back, this is really too weird!" Wang Zhong said: "You know, there are 40 spirit stones back and forth, even if it is us, we are easily reluctant to spend, but he is so wasteful, I am afraid that there is fraud in it!"

"I heard that Song Zhong has a buddy who has played since he was a child, called Little Monkey, and yesterday, he was beaten half to death by Senior Brother Wang's cousin, if there is no elixir, I am afraid that he will be crippled for life!" The guy in his 30s said: "You say, did Song Zhong go to buy medicine for him?"

"This~" Han Lingfeng thought for a moment and said, "What Senior Brother Zhang said is reasonable, maybe that's the case!"

"However, there is a place to sell elixirs inside this sect, and when the disciples in the sect buy it, it is much cheaper!" Wang Zhong frowned and said, "Could it be that this stupid fat man has already guessed that I am going to embarrass him, so he deliberately seeks the near and far?"

"I'm afraid that's the case, although Song Zhong looks stupid, but I think he is shrewd and ruthless, stupid is just his disguise!" Han Lingfeng couldn't help but grit her teeth when she mentioned Xiaopang.

"If that's the case, then it means two things, first, he values that little monkey very much, and second, this guy is only afraid of a lot of spirit stones in his hand!" Senior Brother Zhang said lightly: "If these spirit stones are all left by his parents, then maybe, he still has magic weapons in his hand!"

Wang Zhong knew that what the other party meant by saying this was to discuss the distribution of the spoils afterwards. If you don't give benefits, people will definitely not risk following them to kill an outer disciple. You know, if the matter of killing your fellow disciples is exposed, it will be a great crime to abolish your mana! Of course, if there is no evidence, then no one cares.

Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng glanced at each other and saw each other's intentions. After some discussion, they thought that Xiaopang suddenly appeared so many spirit stones, and dared to appear so arrogantly, but they were afraid that they had something to rely on, so for the sake of insurance, they temporarily invited Zhang Qingrong, a senior brother known to Wang Zhong. This person was already in the realm of the Innate Seven Heavens, and he even had an intermediate-level three-grade magic weapon in his hand, and his strength was much stronger than Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng combined.

"Hehe, no matter how powerful that dead fat man is, he is only in the realm of a congenital sky, and he is just a chicken and a dog in front of his senior brother. As long as Senior Brother is willing to kill him, then the magic weapon in his hand will naturally belong to Senior Brother!" Han Lingfeng immediately said with a smile.

"But what if that kid is just bluffing and doesn't have a magic weapon in his hand?" Senior Brother Zhang asked again.

"Then he must have a lot of spirit stones in his hands, otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to Lingxiao City once!" Wang Zhong immediately smiled and said, "Of course, if Senior Brother doesn't gain anything this time, I am personally willing to take out 10 Spirit Stones to honor Senior Brother!"

"Hehe, that's not necessary!" Senior Brother Zhang smiled: "Between the same door, it is also appropriate to help each other!" He said it nicely, as if the little fat he wanted to kill was not his fellow disciple, but the enemy.

Han Lingfeng and Wang Zhong naturally did not expose his hypocrisy, but praised it vigorously, and after a few sycophantic efforts, this guy was not happy.

Now that the big thing was decided, the three of them began to talk about other things. At this time, the sky was still bright, and it was really not easy to kill people in a big way, so they first found a few little guys to settle down in Xiaopang's residence, and when the night was dark and the wind was high, they went to take Xiaopang's life.

On this night, the waning moon hung in the sky, and the mountain was dark. However, for the monks of the Innate Realm, they have already reached the point where the void room generates electricity, and they can still see the ants on the ground moving.

A woman, two men, and three monks with murderous intentions, at this time, quietly came to the hut where Chubby lived.

As soon as they got off the flying sword, a small guy came over and said to Wang Zhong with a smile: "Boss, that dead fat man came back in the afternoon, and until now, he has been sleeping in it, and I am staring at it!"

"He's back?" asked Wang Zhong.

"Yes!" the disciple said hurriedly.

"And what kind of flying sword did he use?" Wang Zhong hurriedly asked.

"What else could it be? Isn't it the Broken Iron Sword that the sect gave him? This idiot can't even give gifts, and he offended Deacon Wang, and he didn't even give him a magic weapon, only a broken flying sword, which flew slower than a snail!" the disciple sneered.

Hearing that Chubby was so cold, the three of them were somewhat relieved, after all, they were also afraid that Chubby had something terrible left by his parents in his hands, but now it seems that this possibility is a little less.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhong casually threw over a piece of gold, and after the little guy took it, he thanked him with great joy, and then ran away. For a mortal like him, gold is naturally a good thing, but for a monk, it is garbage!

After sending this little guy away, Wang Zhong immediately bowed his hand to Senior Brother Zhang and said, "Senior Brother, I'm going to trouble you now!"

"Raise your hands!" Senior Brother Zhang said proudly, "Look at me!" As he spoke, he raised his hands and moved several magic decisions in an instant, and then lightly tapped a few times around. Immediately, a faintly visible blue light completely enveloped the surrounding area within a half-mile radius.

When Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng saw this, they were immediately overjoyed. Han Lingfeng immediately smiled and said, "Senior brother, with this layer of prohibition, we can achieve great things!"

It turned out that Senior Brother Zhang was casting a relatively low-level prohibition to cover the surroundings of the hut. Although the level of prohibition is not high, it cannot prevent others from entering, but it can block all the sound and light in the prohibition. In this way, no matter how lively the fight inside is, as long as there is no ban, the outside will not know. Although it is very desolate, no one may pass by in the middle of the night. However, killing a fellow brother in the door is a big crime, and it must not be true. That's why they do it, and it's also to be on the safe side. If it weren't for this kind of ban, Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng wouldn't have it, and they wouldn't have to bring Senior Brother Zhang here.

After the ban was laid out, the three of them didn't talk nonsense, and the finished glyph surrounded the chubby wooden house. Then they each took out their magic weapons and flying swords. Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng are both Xuantie flying swords that they have refined separately, and they each hold a magic weapon in their hands, Wang Zhong is holding a green jade flying knife in his hand, although it is a first-grade magic weapon distributed by the sect, but because it is highly poisonous, even if the monk is cut through his skin, he will suffer great pain, so the power is still good. Wang Zhong gave Deacon Wang a large amount of goods to get this thing.

Han Lingfeng's magic weapon is even more powerful, it is a shadowless flying needle, which breaks through their respective body protection spells, and it is shadowless and invisible. It can be regarded as a level 2 magic weapon. Han Lingfeng is a princess after all, she has a lot of resources in her hands, and the things she sent made Deacon Wang happy to death, so she pretended to be confused and sent her the second-grade magic weapon as the first-grade.

As for the magic weapon in Senior Brother Zhang's hand, it is relatively advanced, it is a square gold brick, shining with golden light, and there are infinite runes faintly flickering on it. It is also worth at least 2w lower grade spirit stones. This is all the family wealth he has accumulated in the 20 years since he became an outer disciple.

After the three of them were ready, they just wanted to do it, but unexpectedly, the door of the wooden house suddenly opened with a bang, and then Chubby walked out with a grin. He seemed to have known that the three of them were going to calculate him, and he was not surprised at all when he saw them, but he didn't care and said, "The three, it's a big night, why are you running here for me?"

"Dead fatty, you don't have to pretend to be garlic, do you think that if you abolish my cousin, there will be nothing?" Wang Zhong saw that Xiaopang dared to come out and pretend to be garlic, and he was immediately so angry that he almost went crazy.

"Hehe, your kind of waste cousin, if it's scrapped, it's scrapped, what's the big deal!It's you, and this self-seeking death-seeking person, I will also scrap it!" Xiaopang then turned his face and smiled at Han Lingfengyin: "As for you, I can't bear to scrap it, I will love you well~!" There was a taste of gnashing of teeth in the tone of his voice. Han Lingfeng, who listened to it, couldn't help but shudder.