Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 251

[Chapter 251 True Wuzhou]

As time passed, Nagarjuna’s body increased by about two inches, almost as tall as Ye Ting. Her figure has become full and slender, and she no longer has the slightest demon breath. Not to mention Ye Ting, even if she comes to the virtual realm to watch, she will not notice the slightest abnormality.

In her body, under her lower abdomen, a sea of pills appeared, with a golden pill in the middle spinning endlessly, with a sharp metallic aura.

Anyway, it’s just a short-term disguise. After becoming a demon king, Danhai can be dispelled. Nagarjuna was quite satisfied, and this change made her no longer afraid of Buddhism.

In the sea of dan, there are dense nests of gods floating, each of which is extremely bright, like stars.

The number of gods nests that can really cultivate demon gods has grown to thirteen, and the rest of the gods nests are used to store demonic energy.

After Nagarjuna’s inspection was completed, he directly fell asleep in the space of the sword-piercing ring to finalize the change.

Her dream bubble woke up at the same time, jumped out of the space of the sword, and went to look for Ye Ting and Xiao Bai with a smile. Sure enough, Ye Ting and Xiao Bai had already entered a continent at this time.

Nagarjuna followed Ye Ting’s breath and quickly found the two of them in a small town.

“Young Master! Young Master!” Long Shu shouted loudly, for fear that Ye Ting would not recognize her. Ye Ting discovered Nagarjuna through the causal line long ago, and he raised his hand to signal Nagarjuna to keep silent.

Nagarjuna chased after him quickly, and found that the town was quite sedimentary, and every household closed their doors and locked them.

“Master, where is this?” Long Shu asked in a low voice.

“Zhenwuzhou, there is no sect control now. I heard that there is a heavenly demon.”

This Zhenwuzhou is a continent of martial arts. All monks are pursuing martial arts. This is a mortal town. It was originally controlled by a small sect, but now it is protected by a group of scattered cultivators.

The town was very dilapidated, and there were bloodstains on the streets.

A hundred feet forward, there is a tall building beside the road, with a plaque on the main entrance and four big characters written – Rongsheng Martial Arts Hall.

Nagarjuna also noticed that in this martial arts hall, there are more than a dozen humans with powerful breaths.

Ye Ting stepped forward to pat the door, and soon the door opened. A thin cultivator took a half step back and stared at Ye Ting nervously: “What’s the matter?”

The breath that Ye Ting and the others showed was not strong, but they were barely able to form an elixir, and his voice trembled with nervousness.

“The monk passing by wants to ask what happened here.”

“Aren’t you from Zhenwuzhou?” The cultivator’s eyes lit up and then dimmed again. If he wasn’t from Zhenwuzhou, he would probably leave soon and would not be in the muddy waters of Zhenwuzhou.

“We are not from a sect, we came out together to experience.” Ye Ting said casually.

“Baishi, please come in.” In the hall in the distance, a gloomy voice sounded. This person was an infant cultivator, with a dark and obscure aura. Ye Ting estimates that this person is very powerful, otherwise he will directly use his spiritual sense to sense the specific level.

The monk named Baishi brought three Ye Tings into the living room. There were six people in the living room, two in the main seat and four in the guest seat.

After Ye Ting came in, he glanced at him and greeted the talking infant realm cultivator. This person is rare. Ye Ting estimated that if he didn’t have all the equipment, he would definitely not be his opponent with empty hands.

This person was calm and tall, Ye Ting saluted him, but he stood up and returned the salute to Ye Ting.

Ye Ting didn’t dare, the four guests looked angry. When they came, this guy was aloof and didn’t move half an inch of his butt. This looks like two beautiful nuns, right?

“My name is Chu Yifan. I used to be a Buddhist monk. Later, I abandoned Buddhism and practiced martial arts and joined the Shenquan Sect. Now that the Shenquan Sect is scattered, I have become a loose cultivator, and I dare not accept your courtesy.”

Ye Ting understood that Chu Yifan was both polite and embarrassed. He then introduced himself: “Ye Ting, who was born in Dragon City, and has been practicing outside, this is Xiao Bai, who was born in Moon Sword Sect, and this is Dragon Tree Caiyi, a monk from Tianci Sect.”

“It turns out that they are all disciples of the sect. Chu has something to ask for, and I hope Fellow Daoist Ye will not refuse.”

“Please say.”

“The Shenquan Sect was annihilated by a group of monsters. In the entire Zhenwu Province, monsters are rampant everywhere, and the monks can still avoid mortals. These monsters are in chaos everywhere, and more than half of the people from more than a dozen countries have been killed. I don’t have a sect. I didn’t want to leave Zhenwu Prefecture, so I stopped here a few months ago, because I heard that there is an army of demon clan going to Baiyu country. After passing through here, I will stay here, and plan to stay here, even if I can’t stop the army of demon clan. and inflict some harm on them.”

“You want me to help you defend this town?”

“How dare I force it, I just want to ask, if there is any equipment that I don’t need to sell to me, how much is the medicine pill.”

“Can you afford it?” Ye Ting asked rhetorically.

“If I die in battle, my soul will return to fellow Daoist.” Chu Yifan said.

His words were not false at all, and Ye Ting listened with awe. Just staying like this to make a promise, he refused, so Ye Ting said: “Well, I can stay, if the monster army is too strong, I will not fight to the end, I will leave at the last moment. As for the pills I do still have a lot of equipment and the like, I will sell it to you at half price, I don’t want your soul.”

“The three of them don’t look very good, and it doesn’t help to stay.” Among the other four guests, a short and strong man said coldly.

“Loose cultivator?” Ye Ting turned his head and stared at the man. The cultivator had more than four robberies of gold, and his face was quite vicissitudes.

“Do you look down on loose cultivators?” The cultivator’s voice was hard and cold.

Ye Ting nodded and said, “I look down on it.”

The loose cultivator stood up suddenly, Ye Ting looked at him and said, “You care so much about whether others look down on you, what’s the point of living?”

The loose cultivator was speechless, not knowing how to respond. He is not a mortal hooligan. He can’t do things like Sapo and rolling. Ye Ting’s words are so reasonable. Why should I look down on you?

“When you meet a strong sect, of course you don’t dare to be so arrogant, because I am less than you, and the realm is lower than you, so you broke out. You are inferior, not conceited. If you really want to compare with me… …”

“how?”

“Look at who of us kills more monsters, how about that?”

“Where’s the bet!” San couldn’t change his habit, so he casually asked for the bet.

Ye Ting smiled, and there was a white jade bottle in his hand.

“I see, there is a burning pill in it. It can repair the damage of the soul and restore the true essence, needless to say, even in the Infant Realm, it is effective.”

Sanxiu was dumbfounded because he couldn’t make a bet of similar value.

Ye Ting’s expression seemed to understand something. He put away the jade bottle, took out a golden talisman, and said, “The talisman of equality can replicate the enemy’s attack and reflect it back, and it is effective even in the infant realm.”

The loose cultivator shook his head, Ye Ting changed a dozen things in a row, the loose cultivator said with a shy face: “I lost, no need to compare.”

Even if Ye Ting is not as good as his realm, but with so many auxiliary items on his body, he must be faster than him to kill monsters, and his combat power will last longer than him.

He is a martial cultivator, even if he has the bad habit of a loose cultivator, his temperament matches his martial arts and is relatively straightforward.

Chu Yifan’s eyes lit up. He could see that Ye Ting was quite rich and not bad. If he was willing to stay, he wouldn’t have to buy many things himself, Ye Ting would use them in battle.

The remaining three guests were also convinced. Ye Ting took out these things to explain one thing. He was born in a large sect and was a core disciple.

Chu Yifan greeted Ye Ting again and asked Ye Ting to go to the small living room at the back and meet his brothers and sisters. There are a total of thirteen monks, all from the Shenquan Sect, four of them are in the infant realm, and nine are in the realm of forming an elixir.

The people from the Shenquan Sect were very polite to Ye Ting, and they still didn’t want to let them stick to the town. They just hoped to buy items from Ye Ting and asked Ye Ting to make a cheaper shot.

Ye Ting looked at the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect, and felt emotional in his heart. Without the sect, these monks became a little less confident, but they all insisted on something.

Seeing that Ye Ting didn’t speak, the small living room slowly became quiet, everyone was looking at Ye Ting, no one showed indignation, let alone blame.

Zhenwuzhou is their responsibility, not outsiders.

“Zhenwu…” After Ye Ting said these two words, it took a long time to say: “I heard that there was a martial arts advanced virtual realm known as Zhenwu, who was beheaded by foreign monks. This is it.”

Before waiting for the disciples of Shenquan Sect to get angry, Ye Ting said, “I admire him very much. You are indeed the descendants of Zhenwu.”

The crowd remained silent, the true martial arts god is the sore spot of the gods.

“I won’t stick to this town, but I will try to kill as many monsters as possible. This time… I won’t charge any money. Of course, things won’t make you too satisfied.”

Ye Ting said, and started to carry things out from his own mirror.

In addition to his own equipment, there are many pieces, many of which are test items. Yu Wenxuan is good at refining tools, and Ye Ting is used to practicing in the process of refining tools.

“These are spiritual liquids, and the effect is of course not as good as medicinal pills, but I have a lot of them on hand. You can mix them according to your needs. You can drink a lot of them during the battle, but remember to mix them with water, otherwise the monks with low realm can’t bear it.”

Chu Yifan almost burst into tears when he looked at the dozen or so huge jars. The speed of the spiritual liquid’s recovery of infuriating energy is slow, but the amount is too much, and he can’t afford just these dozen or so huge jars.

The Divine Fist Sect is rich, but they are gone. They are like lost dogs. No matter how many things they carry, they are not as huge as the sect’s warehouse. Each person has three space equipment on hand, which has consumed most of them over the years.

“These are twenty equal talismans. All of mine are here. You can find a way to distribute them. I suggest using them for Infant Realm cultivators to maximize their power. This is a five-element powder, so it’s really worthless. One box is enough to distribute to all the monks in the town, you should know the five elements, right?”

“Of course, Shenquan Sect’s five-element spells are also famous.”

The Five Elements Powder is the introduction to the Five Elements spells. This thing is difficult to store, and there are generally not too many sects. Because the power of enhancing the five elements spells is limited, many monks do not pursue this. But when fighting a large number of monsters, it is good to be able to increase even one percent of the spell power.