I’m Not a Junior Sister For Many Years

Soon, the second treasure appeared.

Need for no Ying Dan.

Wuying Dan can allow the monks to enter the realm of forgetting things and me for a short time. Normal-level Wuying Pills are already priceless, and even top alchemy masters can hardly refine them.

Because this kind of pill not only requires a lot of materials, but also because of its great power, it will also cause catastrophes. Therefore, whenever there is no Ying Pill, there will be various powers to fight for it.

As for the best Wuying Pill, it hasn't appeared in thousands of years.

The best-quality Wuying Pill can already help monks avoid the demons.

When the bottle of pills appeared, A Luo even heard the heavy breathing of countless monks around him.

Isn't it the heart demon that the most painful part of the vast number of monks is?

The only pill that can effectively circumvent the heart demon, this is a treasure that is more than any magic weapon called a monk's heart.

"This is absolutely the best Wuying Pill. There is nothing wrong with it. The jade slip records that the best Wuying Pill is white in its body, and the shell of the pill is wrapped in a hard layer of jade. Once the jade layer is broken, it must be within the time of a cup of tea. Take the pill, or the pill will melt when it meets fire, melt when it meets water, disappear when it meets soil, disappear when it meets wind, decay when it meets gold, and waste when it meets wood."

"I didn't expect to see this kind of baby that has long since disappeared? I don't know how many pills are in this bottle?"

"If there are more, we can divide it, but for such a good thing, I am afraid that Sima Jue himself will not eat less. It is good to have one or two in this bottle." A Da Neng was on the side. Despise it.

People like them didn't try to **** the true dragon horns.

It seems that the choice is right now.

What is the real dragon horn compared to this super-grade Wuying Pill? When the robbery comes, most of the cultivators can still carry it. But once the demons came, it was not so easy to get through.

The monks were ready to move, but no one came forward first.

They are all guarding against each other.

"No wonder he never has to worry about having a heart demon." A Luo knew how much Sima Jue had concealed himself when he saw the best Wuying Pill.

There are so many babies?

A Luo couldn't help but looked at Shen Zhao, "Brother, why didn't you take away such a good thing?"

If Shen Zhao had taken this before, would it still be up to these monks to fight for it now?

A Luo felt that she had missed a lot of babies, even if she was not her own, she felt distressed.

Shen Zhao was half helpless and half amused, "At that time, it was pretty good that I could get back the things from the sect. Where could I be in the mood to find something else?"

At that time, in his opinion, apart from the things of Chaohua Xianzong itself, Sima Jue's other things could be regarded as the murder weapon that killed A Luo. If it weren't for the fear of too much movement, Shen Zhao might have destroyed this inheritance secret realm in a fit of anger.

A Luo just talked about it, in fact, she still felt very sorry for her brother. After hearing what Shen Zhao said, he immediately took Shen Zhao's hand.

The fuxing behind looked at it and felt his eyes hurt.

These two monks are really shameless!

The bottle of Supreme Wuying Pill was still hanging in the air, and the surrounding monks seemed a little unbearable, but they still barely watched the people around them.

Seeing this scene, Hong Xiaodao moved suddenly.

His speed is fast, almost reaching Aloji

Shi let go of his spiritual consciousness comparable to the Mahayana period, and only caught a corner of his clothes.

Those powerful people reacted more or less, but obviously teasing was slower than Hong Xiaodao.

"This is the best Wuying Pill?" Hong Xiaodao held the bottle with one hand, seemingly interested in it.

He squeezed Fajue with one hand, resisting the attacks of the monks around him, and crushed the outer bottle with his other hand, holding a round, fragrant pill in his palm.

The surrounding powerful monks attacked more fiercely.

"It turns out there was only one." Hong Xiaodao seemed a little disappointed.

He pinched the pill with his fingers and stretched out his hand directly.

The struggle was still fierce and almost invisible, and it stopped instantly.

If this pill was accidentally destroyed, these monks would have no place to cry.

"Lord Hong, it's no longer necessary for someone else to hold this pill without Ying. For you, it shouldn't be necessary." A scattered fairy said to Hong Xiaodao in a good voice.

This Hong Xiaodao is already a person who is about to ascend, and he has also passed the Tribulation of the Heart Demon. This pill is dispensable for him, so why bother to **** it?

"I just look at what you want but don't dare to want, so I can help you." Hong Xiaodao said calmly.

The bottle of Supreme Wuying Pill was still hanging in the air, and the surrounding monks seemed a little unbearable, but they still barely watched the people around them.

Seeing this scene, Hong Xiaodao moved suddenly.

His speed was so fast that A Luo released his spiritual consciousness comparable to the Mahayana period in time, and only caught a corner of his clothes.

Those powerful people reacted more or less, but obviously teasing was slower than Hong Xiaodao.

"This is the best Wuying Pill?" Hong Xiaodao held the bottle with one hand, seemingly interested in it.

He squeezed Fajue with one hand, resisting the attacks of the monks around him, and crushed the outer bottle with his other hand, holding a round, fragrant pill in his palm.

The surrounding powerful monks attacked more fiercely.

"It turns out there was only one." Hong Xiaodao seemed a little disappointed.

He pinched the pill with his fingers and stretched out his hand directly.

The struggle was still fierce and almost invisible, and it stopped instantly.

If this pill was accidentally destroyed, these monks would have no place to cry.

"Lord Hong, it's no longer necessary for someone else to hold this pill without Ying. For you, it shouldn't be necessary." A scattered fairy said to Hong Xiaodao in a good voice.

This Hong Xiaodao is already a person who is about to ascend, and he has also passed the Tribulation of the Heart Demon. This pill is dispensable for him, so why bother to **** it?

"I just look at what you want but don't dare to want, so I can help you." Hong Xiaodao said calmly.

The monks dared not say anything.

If this Hong Xiaodao wasn't too strong, he would have been ganged up and attacked long ago for his behavior.

"But you are right. This thing really doesn't work for me. Since you have just asked questions, I will give you this pill."

Hong Xiaodao smiled, flicked his finger, and directly sent the superb Wuying Pill in his hand to the arms of the questioning monk.

The monk of "Heavenly Fortune" was stunned, and then he was surrounded by unkind fellows.

...

Hong Xiaodao

When the matter was over, he flew off and flew down from the air if nothing happened. He nodded to A Luo in a good mood, as if he felt very interesting.

This man... is damned!

A Luo couldn't help turning his head to look at the ambush behind him, "Can you bear the virtue of your master?"

I never thought I would be hit by this kind of problem, and felt that my whole person was frozen.

Especially when he noticed that his master's eyes began to converge on his side, his heart became even more awkward.

When he saw Aluo asking him, his eyes flashed with pride.

This guy is deliberate!

Rarely, Fuxing regrets why he provoke A Luo in the first place? The eyes of this woman are even smaller than the eyes of a needle.

"Master naturally has his own reason for everything." Fu Xing said frankly, "If you don't understand, then there must be something wrong with your thinking."

Fuxing is quite mindless of his master.

"Yes, what the host is doing is right." Jin Miao also stood tall on the side, adding credibility to his young master.

"Tsk." A Luo sighed unconsciously, and then went on.

Fuxing was always worried that she would ask another strange question, but he walked with trepidation.

Suddenly, A Luo and Shen Zhao both speeded up and rushed to the forefront.

"Master." Fuxing wanted to rush up, but seeing that his master was not in a hurry, he couldn't help stopping to ask his opinion.

"No hurry." Hong Xiaodao answered calmly.

Fuxing and Jin Miao stopped.

However, many monks in the back accelerated their speed and followed A Luo and Shen Zhao.

Since these two people ran so fast, I am afraid there is something hidden in the front.

Aluo didn't rush forward for the magic weapon, but because she felt the breath of Junior Brother Yan Chen.

Yan Chen is a medical practitioner, and his breath is quite easy to recognize.

A Luo realized that his breath was very weak, and he was probably in danger, so naturally he had to speed up.

When she and Shen Zhao arrived, they saw almost an area.

The corpses of various monks were lying on the ground.

A piece of blood red.

The air also exudes a strong smell of blood, which makes people nauseous.

However, the monks who followed A Luo saw the mountain not far from the corpse, which was filled with various magic weapons.

Knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, hooks, and even piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, all kinds of things that can be used as magic weapons, or those less common things that are refined into magic weapons, have everything, all piled there. On the mountain.

In front of that magic mountain, the monks were still fighting fiercely, and they didn't seem to notice that someone came back at all.

"Brother, I'll help you—"

"Junior Brother, I'm here."

"Great, I'm just short of a weapon!"

The monks were full of emotions and rushed in.

Those corpses on the ground can't let them stand still for a moment.

They believed that they would be the victors, and those who fell to the ground were just mediocre people.

But there are a few who can come to this small world to inherit the secret realm, and a few of them are not from the martial arts, and they used to be vigorous.

Where is the genius disciple who made it?

"Master sister, you are here, I..." Yan Chen felt relieved when he saw A Luo, and the breath that had originally supported him also eased.

He knew that once the master sister came, there was no need to worry.

Yan Chen was so exhausted that he fainted directly.

"He is exhausted, so don't feed him the pill, let him take a good rest." Shen Zhao stopped another disciple from feeding Yan Chen the pill.

Yan Chen is a medical practitioner, and rarely when his true energy is exhausted, because when he is treating others, he will also receive a true energy backfeed. Now that he is squeezing his true essence to the extreme, I am afraid that Yan Chen will never sleep and treat the monks continuously.

After he recovers, the monk should be able to go to the next level.

"Brother Yan is so tired for us." A Podaozong disciple saw A Luo and Shen Zhao, his eyes were red, "We have been besieged by them for seven or eight days. Little...little In order to protect us, Junior Brother Li also died in the battle."

The eyes of other Podo Sect disciples are also a little red.

After they entered this place of inheritance, they were scattered by the illusion, and there was only such a small group of people here.

"The injury on your body is not completely healed, so hurry up and recuperate." A Luo remembered who the junior Li was in their mouths. She remembered that she was a very smiling junior, but she didn't expect to die here like this.

But now is not the time for them to miss it.

Now in this place, protecting yourself is the most important thing.

"I will protect you." Aluo ordered.

"Yes." The Po Dao Sect disciples quickly calmed down.

They also know that the situation is critical now, and they can't hold back the elder sisters and ancestors.

A Luo looked at the treasure mountain, feeling more and more sad.

With so many magic weapons, even one manpower is enough. If it is well coordinated, there is no need for such a fierce fight.

But the monks who came to this magical place were too complicated.

If there is only Xianxiu, or only Demon, maybe they can sit down calmly and have a good chat, and one person will be finished with a handful.

But the point is that there are demon repairs here.

Demon Xiu always fears that the world will not be chaotic, and he regards Human Xiu as his life enemy. If let people Xiu get so many magic weapons, then the living space of their Demon Xiu will be squeezed again.

Therefore, as soon as Demon Xiu took the lead, the other monks would not be able to take care of it.

Human greed can be magnified to an unimaginable level with only a primer.

In almost a short span of time, the monks completely gave up the option that everyone has a magic weapon, and instead began to weed out others.

Among them, the fewest number, but also the daunting Podaozong disciple, is naturally the number one enemy.

If it weren't for Yan Chen to be a medical practitioner who could continue to treat his disciples, I'm afraid that if he changed to another team, he would really have to be broken here.

The cultivators saw that Podaozong cultivator was a hard bone, so they slowly moved their eyes away and turned to attack others.

"You still have injuries on your body. Let's rest first. My ancestor and I are here to help you protect the law and rest assured." A Luo wanted to go up and teach those monks who did not live or die, but now they are all killed by themselves. Eyes, Aluo felt that there was no need to waste time like this.

They are already killing themselves.

Some of the same people followed A Luo and the others, and the same monks were there.

When I saw this magical land, I drew my sword and rushed to help.

The previous true dragon horns and the best Wuying Pill were things they couldn't achieve. Now that they finally have something they can touch, how can they not get excited?

I don't know if it is the magic weapon moving people's heart or because this inheritance secret realm itself contains a confusing aura. A Luo always feels that these monks seem to have become more crazy than their normal appearance.

"Brother, is there something wrong here?" A Luo raised his doubts, "I always feel that there is a better way to distribute these things."

"This inheritance has been sealed for too long." Shen Zhao sighed, "This secret realm itself also hopes that the cultivators will fight more and move things away quickly."

Even if it can't give birth to spiritual wisdom, this secret realm has already begun to evolve in another direction.

If it hasn't been discovered by the monks, maybe after thousands of years, the magic weapon here can cultivate spiritual wisdom by itself.

At that time, things will become even more unstoppable.

"All the sects that came here are top powers. None of them depended on reasoning to get a firm position." Fuxing thought A Luo's statement was very ridiculous. "Any top power is It’s constantly stepping on other failed sect forces to climb up step by step. There seems to be a lot of things in the land of inheritance, but if each sect has to be divided, how many sects can be divided into? How many disciples can enjoy it? If you grab it yourself, it won't be anyone who grabs it."

If the Pear Flower Immortal Sect had not fallen, but appeared here, there must be a disciple of the Pear Flower Immortal Sect among the monks who were culled together at this moment!

"I understand the truth." A Luo just didn't think it was necessary.

But sometimes, with such a simple and simple reason, everyone seems to be blind, and they can't see or hear.

"When you descended towards the Huaxian Sect, were the monks who broke into your sect the same as they are now, fighting endlessly for magical weapons?" Hong Xiaodao walked slowly over, and stubbornly made up for A Luo. One knife.

A Luo's eyes sharpened, and the look in Hong Xiaodao's eyes was very bad.

"This is the true face of the realm of comprehension. Whatever becomes immortal, what rewards good and punishes evil, are just good-sounding." Hong Xiaodao looked at the cultivator who was fighting in one place, watching the cultivators continue to join the battle, and There were constant dead monks falling to the ground, and the cold voice made people a little scared.

"If you have feelings, you will easily empathize, and you will be easily infected by the seven emotions and six desires of these people." Hong Xiaodao looked at A Luo, "Affectionate monk is easy to be infected by others, and the desire of such a person is amplified to the extreme. Place, how do you feel now?"

A Luo gritted her teeth and did not speak.

"Extend your hand." Shen Zhao shouted.

A Luo tried to withdraw his hand.

It's okay that she doesn't shrink, she doesn't confess when she shrinks.

Shen Zhao's face darkened, and he pulled A Luo's left hand directly over.

I saw that the palm of A Luo's left hand was completely black by the fire of Chuangshiling.

She entered such a place, I am afraid that she has been secretly using the creation spirit fire to give herself pain in order to stay awake.

Shen Zhao was a little scared.

He was too relieved of Aluo.

Didn't realize that there was something wrong with A Luo until now?