"Big brother can't just plant some flowers and plants, but also do some other tasks, to be promoted to a C-level disciple, the merits of the sect must also be promoted, fortunately, the skills required by this sect are all up to your own ability, according to what you hand in to you to count as sect merit, no matter what you hand in, as long as the value of the treasure you call is greater, then the higher the number of merits of your sect. Cheng Wei explained that in the past, his cultivation was not high, so he had to rely on handing over Shura flowers to accumulate merit, but this kind of sub was offered by the sect, and he was deducted a lot, and he was robbed a lot by the same sect, so he didn't accumulate much at all. Now that I have met such a powerful big brother, I can't help but think of praising some merits.

Zhang Shiyan understood after hearing this, and complained: "I'll go to it, and if I get promoted to a C-level disciple, I still have to meet the standards of various indexes, isn't this more difficult than going to school? This Ken Daddy, from the entry to the promotion to the C-level disciple, the layer by layer is very exploited, and the pieces enter the door and do not let go, and retreat the permanent treaty that killed you. ”

But I had no choice but to go out and grab it.

Yan Pomen is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and because of the abundant aura, many demons are entrenched in it. Because the disciples who can go to the Yan Po Sect to worship the sect will bring heavy treasures to worship the mountain, and there are also treasures brought by the disciples of the Yan Po Sect to do tasks, which naturally attracts the attention of these demons. The so-called wealth and danger are sought, and these demons form a gang force to block the intersection of the mountain and pick those disciples who specialize in lone cultivation as the bottom.

"Little ones, there are fewer treasures looted in this time, and even half of what used to be has not been reached. This may be because there are fewer brothers who came to Yan Pomen to worship the door, but the greater wish is that the shameless nine-headed old demon in the west actually played tricks and built the road. A blue-faced and fanged youkai stood on a rock, raised his thick arms, waved a white bone knife in his hand, and roared in front of hundreds of little demons, loudly accusing his neighbors of shameless behavior.

A group of all kinds of little demons lined up in a line, listening to the boss's lecture, and guessed in his heart: "The road construction done by the Xitou forces has been spread all over the world, and the boss will definitely fight with the forces of the west when he comes out to say things." ”

I couldn't help but get nervous: "It is said that the boss of the goods in the west is a hard-footed man who used to mix in the water, and he has boundless mana and infinite power to walk on his back on the mountain, because he was born a deformed child, and he has nine monsters whose heads are longer than our monsters, and he has been rejected by his family since he was a child, and his father, the Turtle Demon King, suspected that he was not his biological son, so he drove him out." ”

The blue-faced fanged monster glanced at the younger brothers and continued to roar: "What's even more shameless is that a monument was erected at the foot of the mountain, and an arrow was engraved on it saying that this was the only way for Yan Pomen to go up the mountain, and deceived many disciples who went up the mountain, but the angry thing is that this guy actually found a few beautiful goblins to collect the toll there, and stopped everyone away." This is simply extinguishing our life, the small door said what to do!. ”

The demons roared, raising their weapons and shouting, "Destroy him, destroy him." ”

The blue-faced fanged king, satisfied with the performance of his younger brother, raised his hands and said with a domineering face: "Since the nine-headed old demon is playing yin with eight more heads than others, we will also play yin for him." ”

At this time, the long-mouthed monster with three eyes on the side hurriedly looked at his head and asked: "The king is mighty, the nine heads are soaked in the seawater, how can it compare to the wisdom of the king, the king of the Dao will come and listen."

"Alas, boy, you have this little aura, it's too bad. The blue-faced beast felt the pitiful spiritual power coming from its body and said disappointedly.

"Day, I don't think you're good, you still dislike me, what time is this, what nonsense, since you show up now, there must be some intentions, if I die, you have no idea to fight. Zhang Shiyan's face turned pale and said angrily.

"Hehe, you kid is very clever, the ancestor doesn't care about your kid, watch the ancestor show you his hands. After finishing speaking, the blade of the blue-faced beast flicked slightly, the ghostly light soared, and a flood of ancient aura violently stirred out.

When did everyone feel this breath, their hearts were suddenly swept away, as if they had come to another ancient and wild world, surrounded by thousands of large and small desolate beasts, bursting breath, again and again again to rush everyone weak and careful, and it would be wiped out at any time.

A terrifying feeling poured into Zhang Shiyan's whole body, and something occupied his body!

Zhang Shiyan struggled to sense his fingertips, trying hard to drive it, desperately trying to evoke all kinds of sensations, including pain, nausea, and nausea,,,

Although the mind is clear, but the body has been controlled by the blue-faced beast, and it is clearly felt that the body is swinging around with a knife, which is really not a taste, but there is nothing to be done.

Seven Demon Knife Eighteen Styles, the autumn wind swept the leaves, and the green ghost knife qi gushed out, condensing into hundreds of zhang of size blue-faced flood beasts, with a monstrous momentum, roaring straight towards the ghost king.

The second child in the green shirt had lost his mind, the ghost king was uncontrollable, and when he saw such a powerful sword qi, he was also afraid, and suddenly spewed out a thick breath of evil qi, turning into countless little ghosts, densely gathered together, forming a huge shield in front of him.

Just listening to the bang, countless little ghosts flew into annihilation, instantly slashing through the body of the ghost king, and the ghost king wailed, and his whole body became gloomy.

Zhang Shiyan, who was already weak, spit out another mouthful of blood, and the blue-faced beast couldn't help but be surprised: "You are weaker than I thought, it seems that I am going to fight quickly." ”

Seven Demon Knife Eighteen Styles, Lazy Dragon Probing Claws, the same move, under the manipulation of the blue-faced beast, the power is huge, Zhang Shiyan's thin body is weirdly bent, the long knife stretches out, and the strength of the whole body is pressed on the toes, I don't know if it is a person who drives the knife or a knife holder person, like a streamer penetrating the ghost king, the ghost king let out a sharp scream, and said angrily: "Boy, you completely angered me." ”

Without waiting for the ghost king to go crazy, the mutation was born again, the sword was restrained, and it turned into a chaotic ancient flutter, and the ghost king's body suddenly rotated strangely, just like a whirlpool, and was sucked into the knife body.

Everything became calm, and Zhang Shiyan regained the initiative in his body, but he had also lost the strength of his whole body.

The senior brother of the palace supervisor was the first to recover his mind, and he was also shocked into a cold sweat, and he pondered for a while: "What is the origin of this knife, it has such a wild atmosphere, it seems that the origin of this knife is extraordinary." ”

With a cold snort, everyone regained their senses, and they all had palpitations, but they were afraid that if it was half a minute late, they would never come back to their senses.

"Are you still alive?" The deep voice revealed a faint sense of resistance, and the skull shook slightly, and the chest and abdomen trembled when he heard it, and the senior brother of the palace supervisor said coldly.

"Am I supposed to die?" Zhang Shiyan couldn't help but be a little amused when he heard what he said.

The senior brother of the palace supervisor snorted coldly, and his voice was already beside Zhang Shiyan, Zhang Shiyan's face changed color in shock, and he instinctively swept back his arm, but his whole body was powerless.

There was a sneer in his ears, and his wrist hurt, and he was suddenly stopped by a cold and soft big hand, which had no strength in his palm, but he easily dodged the blue-faced beast.

"Fuck, I robbed Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu didn't want it even if he tried his best, and he wouldn't give it to you easily. Zhang Shiyan was really uncomfortable with this feeling of powerlessness, he didn't want to go down again, and said angrily.

The mental method was running at full strength, squeezing the last trace of aura in his body, and the blood in his whole body also flowed rapidly, and the body's reaction seemed to recover a lot, he felt that he moved his fingers, as if there was an image shaking in front of him, but there were some things that blocked his consciousness and perception, and did not let what he saw and what he thought correlate.

Just before he was about to get up, his neck tightened, his collar was lifted, and a gust of wind hung noodles, Zhang Shiyan opened his eyes and saw a tree enlarged in front of him, getting bigger and bigger, a heart hung in the air, the soles of his feet, and his scalp was numb.

Touching ~ The thick trunk of the bowl was broken in response, Zhang Shiyan was thrown to the ground, only to feel the blood in his chest churning, his whole body was condensed in his throat, his eyes couldn't see, his ears couldn't hear, and suddenly blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably, he was sweating profusely, the sky was spinning, and then a piece of nothingness surrounded him, this feeling was not so much painful as weird.

"Your cultivation is also embarrassing and conspicuous, and this kind of treasure in your hands is also insulting to him, so it is better to change a kitchen knife. The palace supervisor stroked the treasure knife with one hand, and did not forget to taunt Zhang Shiyan.

Zhang Shiyan's face turned white with anger, damn, he robbed my treasure, and in turn said cool words, and said angrily: "Your cultivation is so high, but you come to bully me with a person on your back, and you also snatch my treasure knife, what kind of palace supervisor is it? Isn't it like a bandit and robber!"

The palace supervisor raised his robe, pulled out a knife gesture, and smiled: "What's wrong with cultivating to a high level?" What do you owe you for your high cultivation? Why should you let this cultivation be low? Born with all things, the weak eat the strong, wolves eat meat, and dogs eat, so dare to reason with me with your dog-like cultivation? If you want your things back, you have to speak according to your ability. ”

Zhang Shiyan was robbed by him for a while, and he couldn't help but speak, he couldn't speak for a long time, and he wanted to refute it, but he couldn't say it, it really made sense.

Senior Brother of the Hall Supervisor snorted twice, and changed his appearance again: "But for the sake of the Black Soil Elder, I can give you a chance, this is the seed of the Burning Love Flower, and it is also the raw material of Juyuan Dan, as long as you hand over the raw materials of twenty Juyuan Dan every three months, and keep dealing with you to upgrade to a C-level disciple, I should return this knife to you." After speaking, he changed out of the Qiankun bag and threw it in front of him.

Zhang Shiyan didn't look at the seeds of the burning love flower in the cloth bag that was thrown, and scolded the palace eunuch in his heart for being despicable, shameless, and vicious and scolding.

How many raw materials are these twenty Juyuan Pills, anyway, you can know from the same sect that there are only three Juyuan Pills, this thing is not easy to get, even if I get it out, when will I be promoted to a C-level disciple, during this period, if I am not killed by your demonic fellow brother, I will also be killed by you, the senior brother of the palace supervisor, when is this a head.

"This is true, it's not a lie, right?" Zhang Shiyan had to bow his head and ask.