This Game is Unusual

Burning wood real person smiled and said: "I have lived for more than two hundred years, and I have long been indifferent to mortal affairs. The only thing I am worried about is my sect - Burning Fire Sect. If you are interested, When you reach the Nascent Soul Realm, remember to take care of the Burning Fire Sect for me, and I will have no regrets."

Xiao Zhi also knows about the Burning Fire Sect. This is a local sect in Beilan Road, with several Jindan monks sitting in the fortress, it is not a weak medium-sized sect.

Xiao Zhi nodded, and said seriously: "Fellow Burning Wood, I've made a note."

At this time, Jing Wu, Jin Dan Wuxiu, also stared at Xiao Zhi, and said in a rather cold tone: "I don't like you, but Dao Cheng's words are correct. If only one of the four of us can survive, then this person , the most suitable person is you. My Jing family has lived in Beilan Dao City for generations. I don’t know how many people can survive this time. .”

Speaking of this, Wu Jing handed a storage ring to Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi took the ring, nodded and said, "I've made a note of it."

Although the Jindan martial artist in front of him seemed to be at odds with him before, it was just a trivial matter.

After receiving the storage ring handed over by Jing Wu, Xiao Zhi looked at Daocheng Beilan again.

Dao Cheng shook his head with a faint smile, and said: "I have lived for more than three hundred years, and I have taken everything lightly, so I won't leave any last words."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhi complained in his heart: "Since you take everything lightly, why do you still insist on staying in the Daoist Mansion, living and dying with the Taoist Mansion?"

Obviously, Dao Cheng is not as he said, taking everything lightly. He still has some obsessions in his heart.

The last words that should be explained have all been explained.

Dao Cheng's expression was serious, and he said: "It's not too late, let's do it later, when the time comes, I will use the Qingri Dafa, try to imprison the two old Bingridges, light the fire, Jing Wu, you will help me from the side, As for you, Xiaozhi, once I cast the Qingri Dafa, you don't have to hesitate, and leave the Beilan Daofu directly. The foundation-building monks in the Daofu, as well as those warriors, all scattered and fled, as many as they could escape. "

Real Burning Wood and martial artist Jing Wu both nodded, while Xiao Zhi remained silent, struggling in his heart.

Dao Cheng said solemnly: "If so, then..."

"Wait..." Xiao Zhi spoke at this time, interrupting Dao Cheng's words.

Facing the suspicious gazes cast by Dao Cheng and the other two Golden Core cultivators, Xiao Zhi calmly said: "I have just broken through to the Golden Core Realm, and the realm is still a little unstable, please give me some time to get used to it. .”

Dao Cheng frowned slightly when he heard the words, but still nodded, and said: "Then Xiao Zhi, you should get used to it first, try to be as fast as possible, otherwise you will change later."

"I know." Xiao Zhi nodded.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, Dao Cheng's plan was the most beneficial to him, but he finally chose to give up this opportunity.

The three Golden Core cultivators standing in front of him were not NPCs in the game, but flesh and blood people.

There are also those foundation-building monks in the Taoist mansion, those innate warriors, and acquired warriors, they are all flesh and blood.

Although Xiao Zhi was somewhat selfish, he was not selfish to the core. He didn't want these people to die here for nothing.

Even leaving aside the human side, there is a Jindan peak monk, two Jindan mid-stage monks, and a large number of foundation-building monks here. They are different from those hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, like turtles The monks of the Hermit Sect, who fought for the Dachang Kingdom, were actually on the same front as players like Xiao Zhi, sitting on the same chariot.

If they died here for nothing, it would actually be a loss to the players of Dachang Kingdom.

If the All Living Army hadn't sent reinforcements, even if Xiao Zhi couldn't bear it, he could only be selfish for a while, and saving his own life was the most important thing.

But since the reinforcements were already on their way, he felt that not only him, but also the monks and warriors around him could be rescued.

How many can be saved?

It seems that the Thousand Illusion Sect Jindan Realm cultivator who came to rescue him is not strong enough. If he is not strong enough, he can only apologize to the audience and escape in the chaos. If he is strong, he may be able to cooperate with Bei Landao Wouldn't it be better for Cheng and the Golden Core cultivator of the Thousand Fantasy Sect to kill the two Bingridge old men who blocked the door and solve the immediate crisis in one fell swoop?

Anyway, according to his speculation, the Nascent Soul monks from Dachang Kingdom and Xuanming Kingdom are still fighting at the dangerous Blind Cang Mountain, and there should be no Nascent Soul monks coming here in a short while.

Xiao Zhi, who had already made up his mind, returned to the palace with many restrictions in a flash.

Li Kuo, the ghost in the form of nothingness, still sits cross-legged on the roof of this temple, standing guard for Xiao Zhi.

In the palace, the three warrior players are still there.

After seeing them, Xiao Zhi asked straight to the point: "Guys, please ask the higher-ups for the information of the Thousand Illusion Sect Golden Core cultivator who came to help me, and this Thousand Illusion Sect Golden Core cultivator. How long will it take to come here, and finally ask for me, apart from this Golden Core cultivator from the Thousand Illusion Sect, is there any reinforcements sent from above?"

After a pause, he added another sentence: "You can be more efficient and ask a question to the higher-ups individually. This way, the speed will be faster."

The three warrior players nodded when they heard the words. After a little discussion, they sat down on the cold bluestone ground, closed their eyes, and returned to the real world.

Xiao Zhi also sat cross-legged on the cold bluestone floor, while continuing to adapt to his current body, while thinking about something in his heart.

Soon, a warrior player opened his eyes and said, "Xiao Zhi, the Thousand Illusion Sect is best at illusion. In fact, Lu Zhong had already reported to his master that the people blocking the door of the Taoist mansion were two Bingridge elders. , the real Huanhua's strength should not be weak, at least not weaker than those two Bingridge old men from Xuanming Kingdom."

Xiao Zhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this.

It is good if the strength is not weak.

If the one who came to rescue him was the kind of weak cultivator at the peak of Jindan, who fought with the two old men on Bingridge and was beaten to death in two or three blows, then he might have to make another plan.