National Gaowu: I Have An Infinite Replicator

"This girl is here... She doesn't seem too easy to deal with..."

"Let's see then!"

Ling Yang scratched his head. If you say you don’t want to call to say hello, you can’t do it. If you call... then you will be a little tail.

"It's best to settle the matter of the Zhang family as soon as possible. After going to Yangcheng, it's best that Zhang Xingbei can completely control the Zhang family.

He made a phone call, and Zhang Xing-bei was numb at that time.

Why did this master call right after he got back?

But Zhang Xingbei didn't dare to neglect at all, his own life was in Ling Yang's hands.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

Ling Yang says:

"Hurry up with your plan, I will give you ten days to recover from your injuries."

"Ten days?"

Zhang Xingbei's lips trembled.

Even if he is a fifth-rank martial artist, with the power to continuously nourish and repair his body, combined with medicine, it will roughly support him to move freely in ten days.

If you want to do it, this......

"something wrong?"

"No!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xingbei quickly said:

"Ten days, I promise to give you a satisfactory answer after ten days!"

"it is good."

Ling Yang hung up the phone.

Right now, he has basically reached the peak of what he can cultivate, and he doesn't know what to cultivate for the time being.

The nine wheels of the flywheel come out at the same time, and actual combat is required, and it is not very useful to make gestures by yourself.

The next six floors, starting from the fourth floor, are a bit incomprehensible. With his current comprehension, he can't understand it, which means that he may not be able to practice for a first-rank martial artist.

"By the way, we must find a way to deal with this Dragon God Art."

Now his Dragon God Art can only last more than one second in actual combat, which is better than the first time.

Temporary escape is probably enough.

But Ling Yang's target at this time is a martial arts master, and a martial arts master can walk in the air.

The speed of Dragon God Art should be faster than that of ordinary martial arts masters, but the time is too short.

In the next few days, Ling Yang bought a lot of treasures or medicinal materials with the word "dragon" in their names, and opened up a small treasury of 100 million yuan, basically buying everything that can be bought on the market.

After copying one by one, many kinds of special medicines with dragon characters were copied in the end. After taking them in various ways, his mental power, physical body, defense, perception, and primordial energy control have all improved a lot, but they have not Obtain "real dragon power" similar to the power of the white tiger or something.

"It's a bit like looking for a needle in a haystack. Obtaining the power of a white tiger really depends on luck."

"Let's pay attention to the higher-level treasures when you have time, but I'm afraid these things can't be bought in the Budokan."

Ling Yang put his hope in the special training camp.

What is not there, maybe you can find what Ling Yang wants.

About ten days later, Zhang Xingbei's phone rang on time.

Ling Yang listened to Zhang Xingbei talk about a very complicated plan, and there were various tangled expressions on his face.

"My lord, look, my plans..."

Ling Yang pondered for a moment, then said:

"I'll just say two things."

"First, set the main target to a place with relatively high privacy."

"Second, send someone to pick me up, understand?"

On the other side, Zhang Xingbei was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and said repeatedly:

"Understand understand!"

Two days later, dusk.

Ling Yang was wearing a light blue hoodie, waiting on a small road with few people.

The loose hood was worn on the head, covering half of Tian's face.

Before the sun had completely set, an ordinary car pulled up on the side of the road.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. "1"?"

The driver got out of the car and asked respectfully.

"Mr. 1" is what Ling Yang asked Zhang Xingbei to tell his subordinates to call him.

I originally planned to call him Mr. "L", but thinking about it, some people might think of "Ling".

For the time being, it might be better to be less exposed. Although he doesn't care about anything now, it's more convenient to stand in the dark than to act in the open.

Ling Yang didn't speak, and walked directly into the car, sitting on the back seat and pulling down the brim of his hat.

The driver looked at the posture, he didn't dare to take a second look, maybe if he took another look, his life would be gone.

A few cars were changed in the middle, and the last one was a luxury car.

Zhang Xingbei was sitting in the back seat, and when he saw that the prescribed car had arrived and was driving side by side with his own, he immediately opened the rear window by an amount about the thickness of his calf.

And just opened it for a moment, as if a gust of wind blew by, there was an extra person beside Zhang Xingbei.

The driver in front was also Zhang Xingbei's confidant, so he only cared about the road at this time and didn't care about anything else.

But Zhang Xingbei's heartbeat accelerated slightly at this time.

Is this master stronger than ten days ago?

This ghostly method, if you want to kill yourself, I'm afraid it's just a blink of an eye...

This is a wandering dragon with ever-changing changes. Zhang Xingbei has never seen it before, and only thinks it is miraculous and unimaginable.

Soon, the car drove into a large manor not much smaller than Su's Manor.

...asking for flowers...

It has to be said that these wealthy families are really awesome, they are just second-class consortiums, and they live directly in manors with a radius of seven or eight kilometers. First-class consortiums and even the top consortiums in Ancheng, can't they take over an entire mountain?

Ling Yang didn't know, but he really guessed right!

The families of those top consortiums are basically located on the mountain, and a family is a mountain!

However, the defense work behind the mountain is basically responsible for himself.

A few minutes later, the luxury car stopped next to a villa. To be precise, it was a group of small villas formed by several buildings.

It was already dark at this time, but the surroundings of the entire villa complex were no different from daytime.

"Second Master, everything has been arranged......

When Zhang Xingbei got off the car, an attendant whispered in his ear.

Ling Yang secretly shook his head while listening.

The family put Zhang Xingbei in the trial area on the edge of the wilderness, but they didn't know that Zhang Xingbei had penetrated extremely deeply.

I am afraid that without Ling Yang, Zhang Xingbei would have rebelled one day, because his kindness and strength are not enough.

But Zhang Xingbei rebelled by himself, and Ling Yang helped him rebel, the result was different.

The real master, is different.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Xingbei got out of the car, and Ling Yang followed behind him obediently, with his hands hanging on his left and right.

At this time, he had already put on a black suit and looked in the mirror.

He also bit into his mouth two balls of sponge that were dug out from the seat of the luxury car, and his face looked much wider. With the small sunglasses, even if several people saw him, they would not be able to recognize him at ordinary times.

"Stop!"

Two bodyguards at the door stopped Ling Yang.

Zhang Xingbei glared at the two bodyguards:

"doing what?"

Bodyguard said:

"I'm sorry Second Master, what the two Grand Masters mean is that outsiders are not allowed to enter the family banquet."

"The bodyguards won't let you in... What do the two old men suspect?"

This banquet was proposed by Zhang Xingbei, which may have made these two old guys feel that something was wrong.

Zhang Xingbei frowned, then glanced at Ling Yang intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing Ling Yang standing still, he realized something in his heart:

"Then you, just stand here and wait."

"Yes, Second Master!"

Ling Yang aggressively pushed aside the person who was near the door.

There was a flash of anger on the man's face, but seeing Zhang Xingbei's unfriendly expression, he immediately died down.

Are they just servants after all!.