Star Trace Gate

"Yes."

When Fat Tan heard Ren Ye's words, he immediately thought of many things in his mind: "Star Gate's warm reminders usually contain hints and metaphors. These spittoons and chamber pots are to be thrown away after use... If you understand it this way, there is no problem at all."

He turned his head to look at Ren Ye, and commented with admiration: "Little brother, your IQ and reaction are really good! It seems that you are only a little bit worse than me...!"

"The captain is a great leader." Ren Ye replied sweetly, "But it would be even better if the captain could give me some healing pills for breathing."

"Oh, that's nothing. Just call me captain, and I'll love you even if I lend you money." Fat Tan was very generous. He stretched out his hand to call out a few bottles of pills from his consciousness space.

"Your crappy pills are not even worth a dog's consumption."

Yin Hu suddenly interrupted and said, "You two are right in your guess. We may have to wrestle with that old bastard soon. Forget it. I'll make the elixir. Just don't hold us back."

When Fatty Tan heard this kind of ridicule, he was not angry at all. He just nodded with satisfaction: "The atmosphere in this team is getting better and better. I am very pleased. Come on, take it out quickly...!"

"brush!"

Yin Hu didn't waste any time. He stretched out his hand and three green porcelain bottles appeared in his palm: "Star Breath Pills, a rare third-grade pill that replenishes star power. Eating one pill can restore one-third of the star power of a third-grade perfect supernatural power user, but it takes a quarter of an hour to refine it."

Pills that replenish star power are extremely rare and hard to find on the market, and are extremely expensive. Because this thing can replenish combat endurance, it allows players to have a higher survival rate in a star gate with a tug-of-war mechanism. However, this kind of pill cannot be refined by ordinary Yin-Yang sorcerers. Only Yin-Yang alchemists of at least the fourth rank can refine it in small quantities. Therefore, as soon as it enters the market, it will be sold out.

Ren Ye had only seen pills of this quality in the hands of Fan Ming, Li Yan, and Shousui Ren, but the quantity was too small and he felt embarrassed to cheat.

So, when Ren Ye heard this, he was very surprised: "Brother Hu, where did you get these pills?! Before I came in, I searched many player markets, but I couldn't find such a high-grade replenishing pill."

Yinhu glanced at him and said in a voice transmission: "You have a good brain, and the fighting ability you just showed is also acceptable. You should be the enlightened one inherited by the warriors, right? Otherwise, you can go out with me. You will never lack these things in the future."

Ren was stunned for a moment, then pretended to smile innocently and said, "Haha, but I have a team, and I'm the captain."

Yin Hu said in an incredibly straightforward manner: "Why do you, a poor bastard like you, insist on being the captain?"

"......!" Ren Ye was speechless: "I may be poor, but I have a boss."

“You have a boss?”

"Yes, my boss is Liu Jishan, he is the best in the world, a rare genius." Ren Ye replied seriously: "The most important thing is that he treats me well, and gave me the title of captain of the second team, and we traveled together in the migration area."

Yin Hu recalled it carefully and sneered, "Ha. Liu Jishan came out of that bubble? I have been in the migration area for a long time and have never heard of such a person in the third-grade secret realm. You have no future if you follow him...!"

"Let me think about it again." Ren Ye deliberately said: "Brother Hu, to be honest, I have a very poor background. I really want to take this kind of pill every day."

The Tiger is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much: "Regulate your breathing."

Fatty Tan couldn't help but laugh when listening to their conversation, and secretly sent a warning to Ren Ye: "Brother, I advise you not to deceive the first-class protected animals in the country!"

Ren also looked up at him: "Everything I said is true."

"I don't believe you." Fat Tan rolled his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground.

After the voice fell, the three of them stopped talking and just sat cross-legged on the ground. Each of them took a Star Breath Pill and began to adjust their personal state.

Since early this morning, the three of them have been working very hard. First, they were frightened by the dead, which was a psychological blow. Then, when they entered the Taoist temple, they were roasted by fire, forced to chop off their feet, and tortured...

Before coming back this time, the three of them had suffered a fierce battle. It was really not easy to survive. Every step was a hurdle. Therefore, the three of them were very serious about regulating their breathing and did not dare to be careless.

About a quarter of an hour later, the three of them stood up one by one, revealing expressions of relaxation.

"Let's go, let's get started!"

After Yinhu let out a long breath, he took the lead and walked towards the door.

Fatty Tan followed behind and ordered: "If a battle breaks out, Brother Hu will attack the front, Comrade Shabao will attack the flank, and I will wait for the opportunity to move."

"Have you become so cunning?" Ren Ye looked at him and asked.

"I am a noble descendant of the magic department. You won't let me go up and fight with the sword, right? That's stupid." Fatty Tan said speechlessly: "Don't worry, everyone is at the same risk. At the critical moment, I will give him a fatal blow."

"Row."

Ren thought about it and nodded.

"Squeak!"

After he finished speaking, Yin Hu pushed open the door of the Taoist temple again, and everyone stepped in.

Soon, the three of them walked forward, crossed the Taoist temple square, and arrived at the entrance of Tianjun Temple.

"Brother, I would like to ask how to get to Huiyuan?"

Just as Ren was about to step into the main hall, a young Taoist priest in a yellow Taoist robe, carrying a large bucket of water in his hand and a wide, long, short-handled mop on his shoulder, walked over and asked softly.

Ren was also stunned for a moment, and seeing a few clean rags hanging on the bucket, he became curious: "You are not from here?"

"I just arrived today, and a senior brother asked me to work in Huiyuan." The young Taoist nodded slightly.

"What are you going to Huiyuan for?" Ren Ye asked curiously.

"I don't know yet." The young Taoist shook his head: "My senior brother only asked me to prepare these things."

Ren Ye looked at him suspiciously, and pointed in the direction of Huiyuan: "Go that way, turn left, and you will see it when you reach the deepest part."

"Oh, okay." The little Taoist nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

After saying that, he picked up the bucket and walked away.

Ren Ye looked at his back with a frown on his face. He felt something strange in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"tread."

At this moment, Yin Hu took the lead and stepped into the main hall, and a reminder sounded in the ears of the three people at the same time.

[Master Lu Wentian has been waiting for you for a long time. Please return to the main hall and report.]

[The sun and the moon rotate, and another day has passed. It is now the evening of the evening, and the scenery of Changsheng Temple has been refreshed for the last time. ]

The three of them listened to Xingmen's reminder and walked towards the main hall together.

The sun sets and the moon is bright, the sky is full of stars, the whole Tianjun Temple is covered with a layer of white light, and the incense burners are curling, just like a fairyland.

A breeze blew by, and the three of them walked into the main hall. They saw Lu Wentian wearing a Taoist robe, sitting on a cushion, meditating peacefully.

"Master, the two magic weapons have been retrieved."

The three men stepped forward, and Fat Tan gently placed the Chaos Poison and the Puppet-Slaying Knife on the table.

Lu Wentian's body was bathed in the fragrant mist. He raised his eyelids slightly and took a look at the two magic weapons: "Good, very good, the things are right."

The three of them said nothing.

Lu Wentian looked at them and asked kindly, "Is it clean?"

"No one was left alive." Fatty Tan replied like a lackey, clasping his fists: 'Ah Hu killed all the ducks and dogs in the yard to ensure that there were no witnesses.'

"Haha, good, good, excellent."

Lu Wentian laughed loudly and pointed at the tea table on his left: "You three have followed me for so many years, and we have become like father and son. Come, sit down, and have some tea, drink some tea...!"

After the voice fell, the three of them looked at the three tea cups that had been prepared on the tea table, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Ren Ye reacted very quickly. He immediately bent down, reached out and picked up a cup of tea, and handed it directly to the master's mouth: "Master, you taught us martial arts and supernatural powers, and your kindness to us is as great as a mountain. This cup of tea, of course, you have to drink it first!"

When Fatty Tan heard this, he immediately shouted, "On this happy day, Master should drink three cups!!!"

Lu Wentian was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "Haha, you three brats, your master is giving you some tea, so don't be polite!"

"This is etiquette." Ren was about to poke the cup into the other person's face: "Master, drink, Master, drink!"

"Master is not thirsty...!"

"Drink more tea!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Master, the tea is already in your mouth, why don't you drink it?! You don't respect your disciple at all!" Ren Ye was standing next to him, and suddenly bared his teeth and said, "I call you Master, do you really think you are Tang Monk?!"

"boom!!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a rebellious black sword went straight for the master's head.

Fatty Tan instantly raised his arms and said softly, "Mirror display!"

"brush!"

As he finished speaking, a rustic brown mirror suddenly appeared above the Master's head. It was about the size of a chair seat, emitting a strange black light all over, illuminating only the Master.

"Master, if you don't drink, I will force you to drink?!"

Fat Tan murmured softly, slowly raised his right arm, and stretched it straight forward.

"brush!"

His right arm could not reach forward more than a palm's length when it was suddenly swallowed by a black light and disappeared.

At the same time, the shadow of an arm suddenly shook in the dark mirror.

Immediately afterwards, a big hand stretched out from the mirror and quickly strangled the master's neck from top to bottom.

"Uh!"

The master was instantly strangled: "Three traitors...!"

"brush!!"

Ren also raised his arm and swung it, instantly grabbing the Human Emperor Sword with his right hand, and started with a killing move: "The Sword Has the Kingdom of God!!"

"Ong!!"

As soon as the words were spoken, thousands of bright rays of light rose in the hall like the sun.

Brother Hu, who was about to take action, shouted in surprise and remembered: "Fuck! Who is Liu Jishan? Among the people in the second team, there is such a brave guy?!"

Although he exclaimed in shock, his hands did not stop moving: "Wild Wind Blade!"

"Ong!"

As soon as the words came out, green sword shadows appeared in the hall, all slashing towards the master's skinny body.

In the darkness, Ren Ye blew out the candle in the hall with a sword, his eyes fixed on his master's body, his sword was fast and his hands were steady.

"puff!"

With one strike of the sword, a bloody head flew up.

"Pfft!"

Three blade beams slashed into Lu Wentian's body and disappeared.

Blood spurted out, and the master's head rolled on the ground, his body still sitting on the cushion. His bright yellow Taoist robe was stained bright red by the blood.

The moment Ren Ye drew his sword, Fatty Tan stopped. He looked at the head on the ground in disbelief and said in amazement, "This... is he going to die recklessly?! No way?"