I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

"Become a rice bucket!"

Huang Mao said proudly.

Hearing this, Liu Qingfeng's eyes twitched.

Please, rice bucket is a derogatory term, okay!

The two rushed toward the front.

The so-called game is naturally not ordinary game. If you return to senior's home with ordinary game, then you want to enter the senior's home and eat together in the future, it will be impossible. The fate will end!

Therefore, they naturally will not look for those ordinary game.

Look for those fat demonic beasts with extraordinary blood!

The Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range is undoubtedly their best choice!

The Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range is one of the largest mountain ranges on the Xiuxian Continent!

Originally, this Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range was ruled by the descendants of Jiuying.

But since the death of Jiuying, the power of this mountain range has been torn apart.

In addition, there was a large amount of thunder tribulation last time, and many Demonic Beasts died tragically in the thunder tribulation. It can be said that the demonic Beasts here have been reshuffled.

But there are still hundreds of Demonic Beasts entrenched here.

now.

Huang Mao and Liu Qingfeng came toward this side like two escape lights, and soon their figures appeared in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range.

exactly.

A voice came from ahead.

"Bajie, a sense of direction! A sense of direction! Stupid! You went wrong again!"

"Bajie, are you a pig? Why are you so stupid!"

The old monk sitting on a wild boar said silently, and behind him was a red-haired cultivator.

The red-haired cultivator reluctantly followed with his luggage. He also carried a Demonic Beasts in his right hand. It was a bear, twice his size, and looked weird.

"..."

The corners of Zhu Gang's eyes twitched.

What am I not a pig?

"This monk..."

Huang Mao just wanted to say something.

Liu Qingfeng gave Huang Mao a fierce look and whispered, "This monk was created by senior!"

"..."

Huang Maogang wanted to say whether this monk was mentally retarded, he quickly swallowed this word in his stomach!

It turned out to be someone created by senior?

Is senior the creator?

hiss!

He took a breath of cold air directly in his heart.

"Grandmaster!"

Liu Qingfeng hurried down. Last time he saw the monk's strength with his own eyes, and he was invincible with a powerful move!

"Um!"

"Why did you come here? But Lord Mo's orders?"

The old monk looked at Liu Qingfeng and asked.

"Yes! Lord Mo wants to have a feast and invite his friends to have a big meal!"

Liu Qingfeng said respectfully, although both are senior's pawns, it is clear that the old monk in front of him has a lot of weight in senior's heart.

In terms of the size of the chess pieces, the old monk in front of him must be a big chess piece, a very important chess piece.

"Oh I see!"

The old monk's eyes flashed brightly, and said, "Senior is smart!"

When Liu Qingfeng heard this, he was taken aback and looked at the old monk in confusion.

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "Senior asked you to come out to find game. As a result, you met me. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

"And, not long after, Junior Brother Sha killed a demon bear, and this demon bear still has ancient blood!"

Heard this.

The breathing of Liu Qingfeng and Huang Mao directly became hurried.

"Senior has already counted this step!"

hiss!

fear!

Liu Qingfeng and Huang Mao couldn't help but gasped.

A senior can count so many steps by taking one step.

It really makes your scalp numb!

"Presumably senior is also here to invite me, Bajie, and Junior Brother Sha to join this feast!"

The old monk sitting on the wild boar thought for a while, and laughed: "Is it Mid-Autumn Festival? That day, there was wine and meat, it was really cool!"

"I remember there was a porcupine demon in front of me. This porcupine demon has eaten a lot of people! Presumably seniors look down on it too! Yes! It must be like this!"

"Bajie, go find your brother!"

The old monk said.

Liu Qingfeng and Huang Mao looked at each other and quickly followed.

now.

Ahead.

Monster Qi aspect.

Now, the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range is divided into several big forces.

Among them, the porcupine demon is a major force.

now.

It was standing on a big rock, looking at the little demon below, extremely mighty: "My pig king is so lucky! Hahaha! It is God's favor! It is the pig of luck!"

Not long ago, there was a crack in the void, and then a piece of iron fell from it.

The power of this iron is extremely extraordinary.

It intends to forge a weapon.

With this weapon, its strength must be able to Ascension several grades!

At that time, it will become very simple to dominate the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range.

Thinking so.

It was ecstatic in its heart.

"The Pig King is invincible!"

"The Pig King is invincible! Invincible! Invincible!"

Below, the little demon shouted excitedly, with great momentum.

not far away.

The old monk sitting on the wild boar patted the wild boar's head: "Bajie! Your sense of direction is so bad, I don't know what to say about you!"

After walking for several laps, I was back to the original position.

Behind.

Liu Qingfeng and Huang Mao twitched at the corners of their eyes and looked at the three people in front of them.

The three masters and apprentices are really curious!

"Hey! It seems that Xiao Bailong must be found!"

The old monk sighed and said.

"Dragon? Why do you look for a dragon?"

Liu Qingfeng asked curiously.

"According to this "Journey to the West", Tang Seng will sit on the White Dragon Horse and go to learn the scriptures with Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Monk Sha!"

"So, I am missing this white Dragon Horse!"

The old monk said.

When Liu Qingfeng heard this, his heart trembled.

""Journey to the West"? I have heard of this!"

Huang Mao said excitedly, unexpectedly he was also a fan of "Journey to the West": "Senior told this story? Senior is too talented!"

"However, Master, this is a story after all, how can you take the story seriously?" He felt that the old monk was too deep in the play, so he asked.

Heard this.

The wild boar and the red-haired cultivator nodded vigorously.

They were all forced by this old monk!

What to say to take the Western Classics!

They are helpless!

However, he couldn't beat this old monk, and if he could beat him, he would have run away long ago!

Hearing this, the old monk looked at Huang Mao as if he was mentally retarded. He couldn't help but cursed, "Where is the mentally retarded!"

He looked at Huang Mao and said, "You are so naive! I really thought this was a story!"

Even Liu Qingfeng couldn't help looking at Huang Mao and said, "Young Master Huang, I didn't expect you to be such a naive person!"

"Mo...Could it be..."

Huang Mao wasn't angry at all, thinking of something, at this moment, his breathing became hurried.

The old monk nodded, revealing a rudimentary expression.

But then, Huang Mao's words almost made him fall off the wild boar's back: "Could it be that senior is the Tang monk!"

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