Chapter 672 Grinding

"Don't worry, I've thought of this for a long time."

The monk surnamed Wang smiled proudly: "Before I came here, I specially borrowed a lot of magic weapons and Taoist charms. Among them, the invisible charms can avoid true immortals, and there are also teleporting magic weapons, which can help us escape back to the residence of Tianyuanzong in a flash."

Hearing the words, a disciple of Tianyuan Sect looked excited: "So we are going to cross the level to kill the real immortals!" Oh, my God, in this way, we won't be order breakers.

The monk surnamed Wang listened to a head and wanted to vomit blood, and his heart was extremely depressed. Such a companion wants to be with him and call Tianyuan Qijie, and he doesn't want to kill him. Fortunately, he has already planned it. He will be the only one who can leave here safely tonight. The so-called Tianyuan Qijie is just the wishful thinking of those stupid brothers.

Thinking of this, the monk surnamed Wang couldn't help smiling proudly.

"You think too much." The monk surnamed Wang calmed down and said to the younger brother with a pleasant face, "Do you remember the little demon who was hit by my breath that day? We just need to kill him and take him back. As for the old demon of the real fairyland, just give it to other real immortals.

"But can killing a little demon make us famous all over the world?" The disciple asked doubtfully.

Of course not, but breaking into the demon's nest alone and killing demons under the eyes of the old demons in the real fairyland is enough for me to make a name in the world.

The monk surnamed Wang thought so, but of course he would not say so.

He nodded, and the monk surnamed Wang said earnestly, "Don't forget that this group of demons want to destroy the Daofa Club. Each of them is extremely a heinous crime. Well, let's not talk about it. Let's take action now.

I was too lazy to say to a few stupid brothers. The monk surnamed Wang took out the invisible Taoist charm and ordered the six people to sacrifice it. Then he took the lead in sneaking into the night, and the other six disciples followed.

About three miles out of land, a monk asked, "Brother Wang, how can you find the little demon?"

"No hurry. When I get to the center of this peak, I will sacrifice a magic weapon to find someone, and I can naturally find him." The monk surnamed Wang replied.

The seven people took advantage of the Taoist charm to hide and escape with local behavior. In a short time, they reached the central area of Sanxian Peak.

"It's right here."

After the monk surnamed Wang stopped, he looked around and took out something from his arms when he saw no one around him.

The thing is disk-shaped, like a compass, but there is no scale in the corners. It is bare and looks a little strange.

As soon as he took it out, the other six disciples came up and asked.

"Brother, what is this?"

"Is it that brother wants to use him to find the little demon?"

......

The monk surnamed Wang has two big heads. He chose the six brothers who followed him and were all intelligent and ordinary disciples of Tianyuan Sect. Only in this way can he be sure to throw these six people as cannon fodder to the group of demons in the end, and he himself has made great achievements. But at this time, he can't help but doubt whether the choice he made was correct.

"This is the vitality disk, which is a legacy of a senior who specializes in refining treasures in Tianyuanzong. It is neither an attack magic weapon nor a defensive magic weapon. It has only one function, that is, to measure the amount and orientation of vitality within a radius of a hundred miles."

The monk surnamed Wang said, seeing that his six brothers still looked unclear. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "If the vitality is gathered in one place, it means that there is a monk there. Do you understand? Rely on this vitality disk, we can find that little demon."

"Oh, that's it."

"Brother really has the ability to get such a powerful magic weapon."

"With this vitality, we can find the little demon, kill him and make achievements, hahaha..."

"Liujie of Tianyuanzong" You say a word and say it vigorously.

Turning his eyes and rolling his eyes, the monk surnamed Wang ignored his younger brothers, pinched out a magic seal in his hand, and pressed the vitality disk. Five jade beads rolled out of the vitality disk. The jade beads were engraved with weights and measures. The five jade beads rolled quickly along the disk, and there seemed to be ** slowly filling in the beads.

"The jade beads represent the monk, and the number of ** in the beads represents the vitality in the other party's body. There are words on the weights and measures, and the level represented by each scale is marked."

The monk surnamed Wang explained tirelessly.

"But Brother Wang, there are five jade beads on the vitality disk. Is it possible that there are also five demons on these three immortal peaks?" A monk asked.

"Yes." The monk surnamed Wang nodded and replied. As the jade beads on the plate gradually stopped rotating, his expression also became solemn.

The distribution of beads in the jade plate is very strange. A real jade bead and a fairyland jade bead are next to each other, and another real fairyland jade bead exists alone. The remaining two jade beads are leaning against each other, one is a real fairyland, and the other...

"Brother, look, it's still rising."

"It's almost the peak of the real fairyland."

"It's over, it's over..."

The last jade bead is particularly strange. The beads have stopped, but the ** in the beads is still rising. In an instant, it has surpassed the real fairyland, and the peak of these jade beads is just a real fairy.

"Bang!" The jade bead cracked as expected and splashed to the ground.

"Xuanxian... Brother, there are demons in the fairyland on the island! Can your teleportation magic weapon be faster than Xuanxian?" A disciple of a monk of Tianyuan Sect asked nervously.

The monk surnamed Wang stared at the fragments on the ground, and his face was gloomy and yang. For a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Brother, I have calculated everything before I came. Don't worry, it's not in the way."

Although he said this, the monk surnamed Wang knew in his heart that if there was really a monster in Xuanhuan's action, his group of people would definitely die. Even if he let the six brothers be cannon fodder, he was not sure in the face of the strongest in the world. However, he had thought about it before he came. This is a rare opportunity in his life that must not be missed. He has practiced for more than 400 years. The cultivation speed of the five immortals is neither fast nor slow. What he is proud of is his intelligence, far beyond his peers, and from a certain point of view, he is also excellent. However, after all, he came from a second-rate sect such as Tianyuan Sect. The status of the sect limited his development. If it continues like this, he will never achieve his ambition. He needs a chance, an opportunity for him to jump out of Tianyuanzong. Even if he risks his life, he doesn't care at all.

"Fortunately, there are only one or five demons around the real world. Humph, just in time, we killed all these two demons, killed the head and the yuan god, and then withdrew.

The monk surnamed Wang ordered one by one, agreed on the order of siege, and then sneaked in the direction of the two real people and immortal jade beads.

"Did you arrange them?"

On the moon, Chifeng, at the top of Chifeng, Simajin sat on the big bluestone, watching the movement of the "Qijie of Tianyuanzong" while asking An Bochen.

An Bochen spread his hands: "I'm not as powerful as you can imagine. Arrange the fate of a group of people. That's the only way for the strong Yuxin. However, the appearance of the seven heroes of Yuanzong on this day is indeed what I expected.

"Qijie of Tianyuanzong..." Simajin said the name and laughed out loud: "Except for the leader who likes to be smart, the other six people are so stupid. At first glance, they are tricked to be used as a cushion. However, I'm surprised that these people are not old enough and their accomplishment is not bad. Is it possible that wisdom is no longer important in this era? On the contrary, their single-mindedness is more conducive to practice?

"Maybe." An Bochen withdrew his eyes from the seven heroes of Tianyuanzong and looked at the bright moon in the sky. He said inexplicably, "Day after day, year after year, each era seems to have almost no difference. It is divided for a long time and will be combined over and over again. However, from a historical point of view, every era belongs to its own characteristics, our time Generations, this era, such as the distant ancient times, have great differences.

"Is this also a mystery of time?" Simajin asked.

"Yes." An Bochen did not deny it.

"The bead pointed to you on the vitality disk just now was bursting. Have you really broken through to Xuanxian as they suspected?" Simajin glanced at An Bochen.

"No, if I break through, how can I not tell you the truth?" An Bochen stood up from the blue stone, took two steps, and said to Simajin's eyes, "But I have reached the peak of the true immortal, and it is the peak of my true immortal. Breaking through the immortal is only in one thought."

"This way..." Simajin thought a few words: "In this way, you dare not break through the Xuanxian?"

"Yes, the thunder disaster when breaking through the real fairyland almost wiped me out. The thunder disaster of this mysterious fairyland is also the thunder disaster of this era..." An Bochen stood with his hands on his back and looked at the moon from afar: "I always feel that everything in ours is too smooth in this era. It's a little inexplicable, which makes me a little unaccustomed."

"Maybe you think too much." Simajin comforted An Bochen.

"Maybe." An Bochen said, and then jokingly pinched: "In a word, I have calculated that this disaster is not so easy. When the Da Daofa meeting is over, it is time to go to the Nether Religion to search for some treasures, and be the little Qing Master owed us in those years."

"It's extreme." Simajin smiled and then turned his eyes again to "Qijie of Tianyuanzong": "Yes, aren't you going to use those seven Jie to train the Lu family's sister and brother?"

"Yes." An Bochen nodded.

"The Lu family's sister and brother have been practicing a thousand times a day in your Zhou Tianmeng array, but their fighting skills are probably not as good as mine. Moreover, Lu Zhoulei has not yet broken through the fairyland. How can he fight with Qijie?"

"The real combat skills are sharpened from the real battle. Don't worry, the person I like will be more powerful than Qijie."

The two of them are seven heroes at a time. Their tone is relaxed and interesting, and they are quite happy.

"Real combat skills?" Simajin chewed in a low voice, and there was a faint unwillingness in his tone.