Soul Eater Book

Tang He looked at the bag full of low-grade spirit stones in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously hesitating whether to let Chen Zhi go like this, when a voice suddenly sounded.

"Since Junior Brother Chen can put on such a posture, Brother Tang might as well let him go, after all, we all belong to the same sect." A slender young male monk suddenly said.

Tang He glanced at that person, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and then scanned the surroundings, and found that many people who he was a little afraid of were looking at him. Obviously, these people were dissatisfied with his arrogance and domineering, and then Seeing Chen Zhi, he sneered in his heart: "Since that's the case, Junior Brother Chen will go to pick up the task, senior, arrange a task for Junior Brother Chen."

Hearing this, many people frowned slightly, but the old man who had been closing his eyes to meditate suddenly opened his eyes, laughed and said, "Okay, I'll make the arrangement."

As he spoke, he raised his hand behind him, and a few jade slips suddenly appeared in his hand.

What a crafty old fellow!

Chen Zhi probed the jade slips with his spiritual sense, and cursed secretly in his heart. Although the tasks given by the old man were rich, they were all external tasks. This approach not only took care of Tang He's face, but also took care of the substitute When Chen Zhi talked about the face of those outside disciples with backgrounds, the only one who didn't take care of them was Chen Zhi.

You must know that although Xishan's spiritual energy is thin, compared with the outside world, it is completely a holy place for cultivation. Therefore, some external tasks are rewarded with generous rewards, but few people are willing to take them.

But for Chen Zhi, he is eager to do this now. After all, the missions outside the country often last for half a year or even a few years. spells, and he also wanted to try the effect of the "Soul Devouring Book" in his hand.

Although Chen Zhi was very satisfied in his heart, on the surface, he showed embarrassment.

"Why, isn't Junior Brother Chen willing to do these tasks?" One of Tang He's subordinates suddenly stood up and asked in a strange way.

Chen Zhi gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I will do it!"

As he spoke, he chose a jade slip from among them, walked up to Tanghe, and said with grief and indignation: "Thank you, senior brother."

Tang He laughed out loud, and suddenly stretched out his hand, patted Chen Zhi's face lightly, squinted his eyes and said: "Haha, junior brother, this task must be done well, senior brother is optimistic about you, hahaha!"

As he spoke, he hugged the two women and led a group of subordinates, laughing and leaving.

No one noticed that Chen Zhi, who was lowering his head at this time, had a cold killing intent in his eyes.

Chapter 3 Crisis

When the people around saw that Chen Zhi was subdued, they immediately lost interest and looked at Chen Zhi with disdain.

The Hehuan Sect is a member of the Demon Sect, a member of the Demon Sect, who always respects strength, and his behavior like Chen Zhi will obviously make people around him look down on him. I can't get along anymore.

It is impossible for Chen Zhi not to care about these gazes, touching his flushed cheek, Chen Zhi's gaze became more and more indifferent.

Today's shame, he will get it back sooner or later!

It seems that the next day of the mission will need to be carefully planned.

After Chen Zhi set his goal, he carefully looked at the jade slip in his hand. The task destination on it was a place called Tianshuijian. Wei Wei searched in his mind, and Chen Zhi couldn't help but feel bitter.

Because Tianshuijian is located at the end of the eastern section of the Qianzhong Mountain Range, and it is half a Thousand Mountain Range away from the West Mountain where he is. If he wants to go there, if he walks, it will take at least two or three months. If there is a flying magic weapon, it only takes a week to arrive, but the low-grade flying magic weapon needs one or two hundred spirit stones, which is definitely not something he can afford.

"Little friend, are you worried about time?" A voice suddenly rang in his ear, and Chen Zhi turned around to see the old man approaching him shrewdly.

Chen Zhi understood immediately, but on the surface he kept his expression on and explained the task in detail.

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said: "Why is this so difficult, let the old man give you a ride, but the price..."

Chen Zhilue calculated that if he really took the time to run there, not to mention the time wasted on the way, the Thousand Mountain Range is densely populated with monsters, if he broke into the territory of some second-level monsters, he would not even know how to die.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhi sighed helplessly in his heart, and seeing the old man's reassuring appearance, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

This old man seems to be ready to take the opportunity to threaten, but even though he has been a human being in two lives, and he was familiar with dealing with businessmen in his previous life, he knows that it is useless in this world, at least, it is useless to him now .

This world is a world that respects strength. If you don't have strength, you have no right to bargain when doing business.

After discussing with the old man, the old man finally agreed to give Chen Zhi a ride at the price of three spirit stones, and agreed on a time. When Chen Zhi saw the old man sitting back on the chair and closing his eyes to meditate, his interest suddenly faded.

Although he has only been in contact with people in this world for less than half an hour, Chen Zhi has already deeply understood how important it is to have strength in this world.

For example, Tang He, although he is not strong, but with a strong father, he can sit on beautiful women and bully his peers, and if he is weak, he is the target of bullying!

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Chen Zhi walked out of the Contribution Pavilion.

As soon as he went out, he was stunned for a moment, and saw a circle of people not far from the Contribution Pavilion, and the arrogant words of Tang He and his dog legs came from the crowd from time to time, and there was a vaguely familiar voice.

Chen Zhi's heart moved, and he immediately leaned forward.

Among the crowd, Tanghe's group stood on one side, and standing opposite them was a thin man with fierce eyes and a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this man, Chen Zhi could not help narrowing his eyes slightly. Speaking of which, he was quite familiar with this man, his name was Hu Ping. In the entire outer sect, only Chen Zhi and him offended Tang He the most. The only difference is that Chen Zhi only has the third level of Qi refining, while Hu Ping is a master in the outer sect. If they really want to match, I am afraid that the two Chen Zhis are not Hu Ping's opponents.

Although such a person has no backing, he doesn't look down on Tanghe very much. After a few encounters, he offended Tanghe to death. However, he is powerful and has many acquaintances in the outer sect. Although Tanghe is usually arrogant, But not too much.

Just as Chen Zhi was thinking, he suddenly heard an uproar from the crowd, and then Tang He and Hu Ping stared and walked towards a platform not far away. They couldn't help being a little stunned, and asked one person: "Senior brother, what's going on?" What's going on?"

The man didn't care, and said casually: "Fatty Tang has changed his sex today, and he dared to fight Hu Ping in the arena of life and death. It's weird, weird."

After Chen Zhilue thought about it, he followed.

When he reached the edge of the ring, Tang He and Hu Ping had already stood still on the ring.

At this time, Hu Ping was high-spirited, his eyes were cold, Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "Fatty Tang, since you are looking for death yourself, you can't blame me. Life and death arena, life and death depend on fate, even your father, don't even think about destroying the door!" regulation."

Tang He's eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, looking at Hu Ping coldly, uncharacteristically silent, his chubby body casually placed on the ring.

Seeing this scene, Chen Zhi became more suspicious. Then he looked at Tanghe's gangsters with their arms folded, laughing and cursing. Even the two women in Tanghe were talking and laughing coquettishly, pointing at Hu Ping on stage from time to time. Pointing, it seemed that he didn't worry about Tanghe at all, so he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Hu Ping stretched out his hand abruptly after an outside steward serving as a judge gave an order, and blue-black rays of light jumped on his fingertips, and after a few flashes, they turned into a blue-black talisman.

Chen Zhi knew this spell. It was called "Phantom Ghost". It was a well-known low-level spell in the Acacia Sect.

Illusion spells are one of the most powerful spells of the Hehuan sect. The other ones are the infamous spell of the Hehuan sect, the spell of charm and the technique of double cultivation and nourishment.

It's just that these two kinds of spells are often only used against the opposite sex. In battles between the same sex, illusions or some offensive spells are often more effective.

Of course, as a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, the mental techniques that he cultivates often restrain this type of formula, and the effect of the "phantom ghost" is naturally greatly reduced. Hu Ping also knows this. After using the phantom ghost, his expression froze. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and pulled out a five-color streamer from the storage bag at his waist.

"Five Poison Banner!" A person below the ring exclaimed, and Chen Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly. Although the Five Poison Banner is only a low-grade magic weapon, it is known for its insidiousness. "Wu Jue" technique, if it kills the opponent, the five poisons will attack the heart, and it will instantly turn Tanghe into a pool of blood, which is extremely vicious.

Seeing Hu Ping use the five-poison banner, Tang He on the opposite side couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and smiled angrily: "Okay! Okay! Hu Ping, you are forcing me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped the storage bag suddenly, and a small seven-colored sword flew out suddenly.

"A medium-grade magic weapon, the Seven Emotions Sword! I didn't expect Tang Zizi to give this magic weapon to Tang He, a waste."

One person exclaimed, and everyone reacted immediately, and their faces changed in an uproar.

Hu Ping, who had a winning face on his face when he saw the little sword, turned pale when he saw the little sword, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to beg for mercy, but how could Tanghe give him a chance? Immediately, the little sword pierced fiercely at Hu Ping with colorful lights.

Hu Ping used defensive tactics again and again, even blocking the five poisonous flags in front of him, but these were broken one by one in front of the colorful sword like paper, and finally the little sword pierced into Hu Ping's chest and passed through.

Hu Ping fell to the ground with a howl, but he stood up after a while, laughing loudly for a while, bursting with anger, and crying bitterly for a while. Bloody.