Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Why, does Junior Brother Wu still have any questions?" the fat monk asked immediately.

After a slight hesitation, Wu Hongfei rolled his eyes, and then asked: "If we can really catch Su Twelve, does Senior Brother really intend to hand him over to Senior Cui?"

The fat monk asked: "Otherwise? If we don't hand him over to Senior Cui, who will provide us with training resources?"

Wu Hongfei said carefully: "Senior brother, have you ever thought that Su Twelve is just a Nascent Soul cultivator from a small place, why would Senior Cui go to such great lengths to come here in person?"

"Huh? This doesn't seem to be a concern for you and me, right?" The fat monk raised his eyebrows, thinking secretly in his heart, but did not show it.

"There's something I don't know whether I should say." ??

"It's not Junior Brother Wu's temperament to be coy and coy. Senior Brother, I'm not a rigid person either. If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter."

"Some time ago, there was also news from Tiandu."

"Oh? What did Tiandu say?"

"According to the information provided by the people in Tiandu, Senior Cui of Tiandao Palace sent people to Azure Star hundreds of years ago to stop Na Su Twelve. It is said that... Na Su Twelve has a treasure hidden in his body."

"Ultimate treasure? If I remember correctly, before Su Twelve came to the Hundred Thousand Mine, all the magic weapons stored in his body fell into your hands."

The fat monk's eyes immediately flashed with light, and then his sharp eyes fell on Wu Hongfei again, and he examined him again.

Wu Hongfei hurriedly explained: "Senior brother, don't get me wrong. If that treasure is really in my hands, how could I not know about it with the means of Senior Cui and Tiandao Palace?"

"What do you mean?"

"Either... the treasure was refined by Na Su Twelve, or... there is another more hidden magic weapon hidden in his body. In the world of immortal cultivation, not only are there many secret techniques, but there are also various magic weapons for storage. "

"Okay, I know the news. The top priority is

, first find the person. As for how to deal with it... I'll tell you later. "

With his fingers lightly clasped on the other side of the table, the fat monk immediately made a decision.

This time, Wu Hongfei no longer hesitated.

He cupped his hands and clasped his fists, then quickly left the room and disappeared into the sky into a stream of light.

…

In a stone forest in Shiwan Mine.

Ten tall and burly monks were surrounding a long-haired middle-aged monk.

One of them is more than a foot tall. Standing among a group of tall and tall monks, he stands out like a chicken. He is extremely conspicuous and gives people a strong sense of oppression.

But the long-haired middle-aged monk kept his expression calm and behaved calmly.

"You want to see our boss? Why?"

As a question rang out, the crowd parted, and a thin monk with yellow teeth walked out from behind.

As he spoke, his eyes quickly glanced up and down the middle-aged monk, scanning him unscrupulously.

Being so offended by the yellow-toothed monk's eyes, the middle-aged monk didn't care and just looked at him.

"No reason, I just want to make a deal with you."

"Deal? What kind of deal? Tell me!" Brother Huangya tilted his head and asked directly.

"I hope I can communicate with your boss directly!" the middle-aged monk said calmly.

"Fellow Taoist, I'm afraid you've made a mistake. I'm not discussing this with you. Now that you've found us, I guess you know something about us. If you don't speak clearly today, I can't guarantee that. Next you are

It's not like we can still leave alive. "

The yellow-toothed monk's eyes turned cold, and he quickly winked at the people around him as he spoke.

The strong monks who surrounded the middle-aged monks immediately walked forward quickly, with angry expressions on their faces, threatening the middle-aged monks' lives.

"Alas! It seems that we have to take action today!"

The middle-aged monk shook his head and sighed, without any fear on his face. Instead, he looked at the yellow-toothed monk with a hint of sympathy.

The only thing that didn't happen was accidents.

I have dealt with Brother Huangya for a long time, so I know his character well.

"It's really ridiculous. Then show your strength and prove that you are qualified to communicate and trade with our boss!"

The yellow-toothed monk sneered.

While speaking, ten strong men took action at the same time, with veins popping out on their arms. They punched the middle-aged monk from different directions.

Although each cultivation level has been sealed, the strong man present obviously has considerable attainments in body training and his physical strength is still there.

This tyrannical physical strength alone is enough to destroy mountains and crack the earth.

Among monks of the same realm who were also sealed, if their bodies have not been tempered, few can be their opponents.

Facing the siege from everyone, the middle-aged monk always looked calm.

Before the attack could land on him, his body immediately started to move.

He stepped on the Seven Stars and Bagua, his body swayed, tossing and turning in a very small space.

The range of movement is not large, but it makes it impossible for the strong monks who take action to get close.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged monk passed through the crowd and came to the yellow-toothed monk.

On the other hand, the strong men were about to continue their attack, but suddenly felt severe pain all over their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, they fell one after another.

On the ground, there was a look of pain on his face, blood was flowing from his mouth, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't move.

"How could it be? You...who are you?"

The yellow-toothed monk's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the figure in front of him with a look of disbelief.

His cultivation was sealed, but he still had such skill. He had never heard of it or seen it in the Hundred Thousand Mines.

Without thinking too much, he reacted and quickly turned to look at the taller barbarian little giant beside him.

The latter's breathing was long and heavy, and his eyes instantly locked on the middle-aged monk.

Just as he was about to take action, he saw the middle-aged monk suddenly raise his head.

The moment the two sides' eyes met, the little barbarian giant froze on the spot, his body shaking slightly, as if he had seen some terrible sight, with a look of horror on his face, and he couldn't move his clenched fists.

"this……"

Seeing the middle-aged monk continue to approach him, the yellow-toothed monk's expression changed again.

With a look of horror on his face, he instinctively retreated, but before he could take a few steps back, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Ignoring his own embarrassment, he shouted loudly at the top of his lungs: "Don't be impulsive, fellow Taoist, I will take you to see our boss now."

After finishing his words, he saw the figure in front of him stop and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he quickly got up from the ground and led the middle-aged monk outside the stone forest.

"Hu Yijin, I never thought that a Taoist friend who has been sealed can still have such strength. This is rare. Hu has never heard of it in the 100,000 Mines for many years."

"I don't know what your friend's name is. I'll introduce you to the boss when I meet you later, right?"

While walking, the yellow-toothed monk's peripheral vision frequently glanced at the middle-aged monk.

After a long time, seeing that the other party really didn't make any move, he hurriedly and cautiously asked.