AWB Chapter 162 No Cooperation, No Leave
Chapter 162 No Cooperation, No Leave
Zhang Song felt that in terms of momentum, Master Wen was more stable, like a mountain.
"Tsk, this old guy has been practicing one technique for decades and takes one Zixia Pill every day. Of course he needs to have more momentum. In a one-on-one fight, I can beat him to death." Huo Tuo's consciousness instinctively exuded a kind of disdain among the five heads.
"This old guy has some tricks up his sleeve. If he has a spiritual weapon in his hand, I'm afraid I'm no match for him." The white-haired mandrill reminded.
These people are already dead, and their residual souls do not have their own consciousness. Instead, they sense Zhang Song's thoughts and instinctively convey their own cognition to him.
Zhang Song believes that this kind of blessing is more practical than the blessing of five kinds of golden elixir materials.
The most important thing for a cultivator is cultivation, and everything is centered around cultivation.
"Humph, old man, you are so brave. We are sent by King Li."
This is an old man with a hooked nose, triangular eyes, and thin lips. He is at the initial stage of Nascent Soul and is not afraid of Master Wen’s reputation at all.
Xie Molang Feiyue is a well-known demon. Killing people and rebelling is a common occurrence for him. The most disgusting thing is that he not only kills monks and government officials, but also ordinary people. If he feels uncomfortable while eating, he will kill an entire family.
Zhang Song had also heard of this guy. His facial features were very distinctive.
It would be fine if this guy doesn't provoke me, but if he comes near me, I will beat him to death.
Zhang Song turned around, stood side by side with his wife, and looked down.
"Do you want to beat him to death?" Madam Bai Gu Wan'er, her own little husband, still has a chivalrous heart. It's no big deal, as long as he is happy.
She said softly, "Among these people, the little fox is either from Qingqiu Mountain or Mingyue Temple, so he has some background."
“Those monks may have the name of Wenshu Monastery, but I’m afraid they don’t even know which way the gate of Wenshu Monastery opens.”
"If we really talk about talent, among these people, only Master Wen and that evil cultivator are better."
Zhang Song nodded, in his heart he actually agreed with what his wife said, and he could even do without seeing it and not get involved.
With thousands of races coexisting in this vast world, it is hard to say what is good and what is evil.
There are people who have reached their limits on every path. It is normal for the so-called big devil to destroy a world and plunder the origin.
But Zhang Song doesn't mind doing something that makes him happy and feels comfortable when he has the ability to do so.
Lang Feiyue's voice was very loud, but his footsteps did not move forward. Instead, several Jindan realm warriors could not bear it any longer and successfully transformed into giant black apes and bull monsters and walked towards the mountain.
"Looking for death!" The eight great generals immediately pounced down.
It's embarrassing to stay on the mountain, so just stay at the foot of the mountain and see who dares to come up.
In less than half an hour, one of the six Jindan generals was killed and two were seriously injured, while six Jindan generals fell on the opposite side, and the remaining two were so scared that they dared not approach.
"Anyone who crosses the line will die!" Liu Weichen stood at the front, covered in blood and full of murderous intent.
Lang Feiyue smiled and strode forward.
"Your opponent is me." The two Yuanying-level generals had to come down.
Fragrant Concubine Tushan Tingxiu walked forward without even looking at the remaining generals.
"Master Wen, if I take action, your subordinates will not be as intact as they are now."
"The two realms are merging, but we are not uniting and are still keeping ourselves to ourselves. Are we planning to sell it to someone from the upper realm?"
Master Wen snorted coldly, his voice steady and his tone full of disdain, "What a joke! Everyone here has the right to say this, except you. Do you really think you are a member of our Dali?"
"I was born and raised here. Although I have awakened my wisdom, I still say that I am a native of this place. Is that okay?"
"Humph!"
"Could it be that the Grand Master is really planning to fight me?"
At this time, an old monk came out from behind him, clasped his hands together, and said, "I am Huiyin, the abbot of Wenshu Temple. I am honored to meet the Grand Master and Mr. and Mrs. Zhang Shan."
Mrs. Bai Gu couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that no matter which world it was, monks always spoke the most pleasant words.
"I think that the current matter should be to determine what is here, whether we can get it, and whether it can be helpful to us. The second thing is the ownership issue."
Master Wen frowned. If they were willing to share this forbidden land, they would not have waited until now. He had no other choice but to find Zhang Song, the abbot of Lingjiu Mountain who had no big support.
What’s more, an old subordinate of mine had just been beaten to death in front of me, and I couldn’t swallow this humiliation.
"No need for sweet talk. You are not welcome here. If you want to fight, then fight. It's impossible for me to give you a share of the pie."
Zhang Song secretly admired him. That’s how it should be. No matter what it is, you should be the one who sees it.
He also walked down a few steps and stood firmly on the side of the old Grand Tutor. There were five Nascent Souls over there, and there were also five Nascent Souls on his side.
"How about we compete in a few games?" Lang Feiyue directly locked onto a divine general.
With a treasure mountain before our eyes and an opportunity right before our face, no one will back down.
Abbot Huiyin said, "I know that the Grand Master has been preparing for this for many years, and I and the others will certainly not take advantage of this in vain."
"I am willing to give you all ten thousand kilograms of third-level Bodhi fruit. All you need is a bamboo token."
Zhang Song already felt that these people were really determined to fight to the death, and perhaps they also knew something.
Tu Shantingxiu's tone was gentle, but it was chilling to the bone: "Grand Master should know that if we can't find the bamboo token, most of the people here will become cargo or even blood food."
Master Wen was silent for a moment. Since the Fragrant Concubine Tushan Tingxiu had revealed the news, threatening her would be useless.
Zhang Song didn't ask what the bamboo sign was, but judging by the expressions on these people's faces, it must be related to the Upper Domain.
Master Wen looked at Zhang Song, obviously ready to give in.
Zhang Song said calmly: "Everything has a first come first served, I won't make it difficult for you. If you want me to agree, you either have to beat me or give me a fourth-level pill."
"impossible."
"You really think you are invincible just because you stand high up."
Level four elixirs are treasures. Even if the Dali Dynasty had level five elixirs, they would definitely be hidden in the palace or in the hands of people like Grand Master Wen, and would never be sold.
Therefore, the quality of the elixir can reach level four, which is already the limit.
Xiang Fei Tu Shantingxiu looked around Zhang Song and the White Bone Lady beside him and nodded: "Master Zhang, I can still agree to this request."
She pulled out a jade bottle from her sleeves and flew over.
The two were more than a thousand meters apart, with a mountain road formation in between, but the jade bottle flew steadily to Zhang Song's eyes.
This move made Zhang Song and Master Wen feel a little shocked.
Zhang Song might be able to do it, but he definitely couldn't do it so calmly and nonchalantly.
There were only three pills in it. Zhang Song took out one without thinking and threw the rest to Master Wen.
They are the contractors here, and I am at most a front-line fee earner.
It was quite unexpected that the five Nascent Soul cultivators all had level four elixirs. They were probably reluctant to eat them and were planning to use them as their trump cards.
Master Wen also had some thoughts in his mind. Since Tushan Tingxiu could find this place, she should know where it is better than he does.
Sure enough, when they were halfway along the mountain road, the Jindan-level cultivators could no longer stand still. Even if they used high-level treasures, they could only move forward a dozen more steps.