Chapter 42: Centipe

It's early in the morning.,Sperm begins.,Brothers.,Ear roots rarely want to collect.,To recommend.,This time I beg everyone.,Give me the ticket!

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"That's true, fellow Daoists of the Xuandao Sect, leave this matter to us!" Some of the inner disciples also seconded the proposal, thinking that what Wang Zhuo said was right.

Everyone in the Xuandao Sect was quite hesitant, and the man surnamed Liu was about to shirk on the grounds of elders, but at this moment, the middle-aged man standing at the end coughed lightly seemingly casually, and the man surnamed Liu moved his expression, nodded and said, "In this case, I bother you senior brothers of the Hengyue faction." ”

Wang Zhuo smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned to the direction where Wang Lin was, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Wang Lin, this chores of feeding the thousand-legged centipedes will be handed over to you, you have to be very careful!"

Hearing Wang Zhuo's words, all the disciples of the Xuandao Sect looked at Wang Lin one after another, with strange expressions, how could they not understand the cattiness in this, this Wang Lin must have offended Wang Zhuo.

At this time, among the inner disciples of the Hengyue Sect, someone laughed and said, "I was still thinking about it just now, who is the person Wang Zhuo said, as I expected, it is this Wang Lin junior brother!"

"He is indeed suitable for this job, with his talent, cultivation is really a waste of time, and it is simply impossible to communicate. Someone next to him answered.

"This kind of miscellaneous work, except for him, no one else can do it, Senior Brother Wang Lin, you can do it well, don't embarrass our Hengyue faction." ”

The sound of ridicule was endless, and the disciples of the Xuandao Sect completely understood one by one, this Wang Lin not only offended Wang Zhuo, but also became the target of ridicule by the inner disciples because of his talent.

This kind of thing can happen in any sect, and it is not a big deal, so Wang Lin was immediately classified as a waste in the minds of all the disciples of the Xuandao Sect.

The woman surnamed Zhou, who was sitting next to Wang Lin, frowned, looked at Wang Zhuo in disgust, and whispered to Wang Lin: "Senior Brother Wang Lin, if I don't come, he won't target you, I ......"

Wang Lin shook his head, Wang Zhuo targeted him, it was not a day or two, since the first time the two met, this Wang Zhuo always liked to be sarcastic and ridiculed, and the entire inner disciple was even more despised because of the rumors that he had entered the sect by committing suicide, and by doing some lowly things to tie up with the elders.

The most important thing is that he is only at the third level of the Qi Condensation Period, and among these inner disciples, he belongs to the lowest level.

Strength determines everything, Wang Lin looked at the thousand-legged centipede lying on the ground full of hideous colors, and he didn't care, Quan Dang didn't hear it.

It didn't take long for Wang Zhuo to arrange a few disciples to lead the people of the Xuandao Sect to the guest room to rest.

The man surnamed Liu, who had a single water spirit root in the Xuandao Sect, glanced at Wang Lin before leaving, and said gently: "This is Wang Lin's junior brother, my Xuandao Sect's thousand-legged centipede, wild and untamed, you should be more careful when feeding, don't get too close, don't be hurt by it." ”

Wang Zhuo glanced at Wang Lin with a sneer, then ignored it, and it didn't take long for everyone outside the entire hall to dissipate.

The woman surnamed Zhou frowned and said a few more words to Wang Lin, and also got up to leave.

Looking at the empty square, Wang Lin stood up and walked towards the centipede, and when he was ten meters away from it, he stopped. Look closely at this centipede spirit beast.

Looking closely, this thousand-legged centipede is a behemoth, the body trunk is composed of multiple rings, each ring has a pair of dark feet, densely packed like a sharp knife, the body of the bamboo, faintly revealing a trace of black light, especially the head of the thousand-legged centipede, two huge pincers, hideously pierced, making people daunting.

In addition, the most eye-catching thing is the two long red whiskers on the head, which are windless and automatic, like two long snakes, twisting and swaying.

As if knowing that Wang Lin was paying attention to it, it opened its closed eyes, and swept Wang Lin coldly, and a cold feeling quickly swept over.

Wang Lin's body was cold, but then the spiritual qi in his body swirled, and the cold qi was easily dissolved.

The thousand-legged centipede looked surprised, glanced at Wang Lin deeply, and then closed its eyes and ignored it. Wang Lin showed an interested look, and secretly said that this centipede was worthy of being a spirit animal, and it was actually like a human, and it had an expression.

He groaned slightly, left this place briskly, walked around the mountains, his divine sense spread, and easily grabbed a few small beasts, carried them in his hands and walked back.

Along the way, I met a few disciples of the Xuandao Sect, and beside them, accompanied by a few senior brothers of the inner sect, they were introducing interesting stories about the sect, and these senior brothers laughed when they saw the little beast in Wang Lin's hand, which attracted the attention of the disciples of the Xuandao Sect.

One of the female disciples of the Xuandao Sect, who was delicate and delicate, and her face was as beautiful as water, she smiled coquettishly: "This junior brother, if you catch these little beasts, the thousand-legged centipede can't eat at all, you'd better get a bigger long worm, this is the centipede's favorite." ”

"Senior Sister Ouyang, this stupid boy is usually like a dumb person, you don't have to pay attention to him, you don't know, he didn't have the qualifications to cultivate immortals back then, and he failed several tests, and he was making trouble, and then the teachers and uncles were helpless, so they accepted him as a registered disciple!"

The person who spoke, Wang Lin, was familiar, it was Sun Hao, who had mocked him with Houshan and Wang Zhuo.

"Named disciple, but I see that he is wearing a red robe, he should be an inner disciple of the Hengyue Sect?"

"I haven't finished speaking, this waste boy, I don't know what method he used to please a senior uncle, and it didn't take long for him to be accepted as a real disciple, but even so, with his talent, in addition to being laughed at, he never wanted to make progress in this life. Sun Hao laughed loudly.

Wang Lin glanced at these people indifferently, didn't speak, and left quickly, returning to the centipede in a short time, and the little beast in his hand was still next to it.

As soon as these two little beasts saw the thousand-legged centipede, they immediately fell to the ground in fright and trembled.

The thousand-legged centipede opened its eyes, didn't look at the little beasts around it, opened its mouth and spit out a trace of black gas, as soon as this black gas touched the two little beasts, it immediately emitted ?? sounds.

In the blink of an eye, the two little beasts turned into a pool of blood, which was sucked by the centipede, turned into a pillar of blood, and received it in its mouth.

Wang Lin took a few steps back, his eyes flickering, centipedes generally contain toxins, and this toxin is their strongest means of attack.

When he was a child, he once read in a book that the poison of centipedes has a lot to do with its size, in short, the bigger the size, the stronger the toxin.