The Monk

Chapter 1,123 I agreed

The two girls stood in silence for a while, then Taohua said, "Then, let's go." Chaolu nodded slightly in agreement, and the three of them planned to hit the road.

At this moment, an orc walked out of the cave, walked quickly to Zhang Ain and the others, stopped in front of them, clasped his fists and said, "The saint invites you three to go in and discuss anything."

Saint? I think it's the old orangutan, but what can we discuss? After thinking about it, it was just asking him to help the monster beast. Zhang Zhen was about to refuse, but when he saw the expressions of the two women and the expression of the orc opposite him, he smiled bitterly and said: "Okay."

The orc is the tiger among the four remaining commanders. Because Zhang is afraid that Hu Ping's tiger spirit power is in his body, he feels slightly better towards the tiger, so he follows the tiger and the three of them enter the cave, cross the square, and walk through the path. Arrive in front of the wooden house on the hillside.

At this time, there was a person lying in front of the wooden house. He was a seriously injured orangutan. The old orangutan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by several other orcs. As for the other monsters, they were all sitting quietly in the huge square.

The underground cave is no longer crowded. Except for the huge square, other places are empty. There is only a group of twelve orcs guarding the entrance of the cave.

Zhang Ai climbed up the hillside, and the old orangutan stood up and bowed to him and said, "Thank you, sir, for your help." Zhang Ai waved his hand and said, "It's nothing." The old orangutan was silent for a moment, and then asked, "May I ask where you are from, sir?"

Zhang was afraid that he would know what the old orangutan was thinking as soon as he heard this. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't have a flying magic weapon that can be used in the starry sky."

A wise man saves trouble by talking. The old gentleman only asked about his origin, and Zhang Ping knew that he wanted him to escape with the monster, just like what Chao Lu said just now. But Zhang Pingzhen didn't have a flying magic weapon that could be used in the starry sky, so it was impossible to take away six million monsters at once.

He didn't want to, but the old orangutan said: "I have it."

"Ah?" Zhang Wei was stunned. Why would an orc use a flying magic weapon? Did you want to leave here early in the morning?

"To be honest, sir, I have been preparing to leave here since very early. Unfortunately, the Orc tribe has too many people and too few flying magic weapons, so only a few people can leave. It is inappropriate to abandon anyone, so I have been delaying it until now. "The old orangutan said again.

"Ah?" Zhang Ping was surprised again. Hearing the meaning of the old orangutan's words, he could now use the flying magic weapon. The only thing is that the flying magic weapon must be big enough to hold six million monsters.

Seeing that he was surprised, the old orangutan thought for a while and asked, "I don't know what you think of our beast clan, sir?" Zhang Ain shook his head and said, "I have no opinion." The old orangutan asked, "Do you think, sir, that monsters are For human use? For example, for food, or for refining weapons." Zhang Ain quickly shook his head: "No, no, although I have used monster beasts to refine weapons, they are all made of leather armor from monster beasts that have been dead for a long time. I’ve never been good at killing monsters.”

The old orangutan nodded and said seriously: "I have something to ask for." As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Zhang Afraid.

Zhang Ai hurriedly avoided and said, "What are you doing? No matter how capable I am, I can't save six million monsters."

The old orangutan stood up and said: "You don't need six million, you just need to take away a hundred people."

"Ah?" What on earth is the old orangutan thinking? Zhang looked over at him out of doubt and waited for his answer.

At this time, the old orangutan would naturally not let him bother to guess, and would directly tell him what he wanted.

The old orangutan is also a genius like Emperor Xi, but due to limited qualifications, he is not as powerful as Emperor Xi. But the old orangutan is smart enough. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, he always sees monsters being hunted and killed by humans, but the monsters are unable to resist. Every time a powerful monster appears, a more powerful human appears to kill it, leaving a bunch of weak monsters to continue to be bullied and killed, and some thoughts arise in their hearts.

He was used to seeing this kind of thing and felt that the world was too unfair. He was moved and made a grand vow to free the monsters from the fate of being tortured and allow the monsters to make their own decisions. Since then, the old orangutan began to think about these things.

He was smart enough to learn a lot by taking advantage of every opportunity for humans to hunt monsters. Occasionally, he also killed some humans with low cultivation levels. Through various methods, he learned how humans practice. He also obtained some magic weapons and studied hard to refine them. This is how he got the magic weapon that can fly in the starry sky.

The old orangutan had lofty goals and persisted over time, gradually becoming stronger. However, he knew that no matter how powerful he was, he could not be a human opponent, so he decided to start training masters.

Then came the training. After countless experiments, countless lives sacrificed, and countless years, more than 300 so-called masters were cultivated, but only nine orcs were truly powerful.

Although there are few masters, after all, if a powerful being like a white werewolf is cultivated, as long as there is enough time, there will definitely be the next or more white werewolves. Unfortunately, it takes a lot of time to train masters. The old orangutan has worked hard for countless years and worked himself hard to cultivate a white werewolf. Now that his death is approaching, he can no longer cultivate a master of monsters.

That's why several demon beast commanders decided to take action at this time.

The result of the incident was the current situation, with only six million of the billions of monsters dead. The only consolation is that none of the six million monsters are weak.

But no matter how weak he is, he cannot be the opponent of the entire army. The soldiers only dispatched 30,000 elite soldiers to kill hundreds of millions of monsters. It can be seen that strength is the key to victory or defeat. The remaining 6 million elite monsters are still far inferior to the 30,000 elite soldiers in terms of strength. It is just luck to survive.

The old orangutan was very aware of all this, and also knew that the soldiers would come again to retaliate against them, so he had the idea of ​​​​making Zhang afraid lead his tribe to escape.

He not only asked Zhang Ai to lead the orcs away, but also the five living masters, each of whom had to lead many orcs away. It is a pity that each person can only take away a small number of elite disciples. As for the more than six million monsters in front of them, they can only be used as cannon fodder and coexist with the Beast Star. In other words, the six million monsters crowded together in the square will end up being killed!

What the old orangutan asked them to take away was not the monster beasts, but the orcs he carefully cultivated like the five commanders. As long as there is enough time and careful cultivation, they will always become stronger and stand out like the five commanders. Today, these elite orcs are hiding in the wooden house where the old orangutan lives.

There was another cave under his wooden house, and inside were all the selected elite monsters. Even though the battle outside was fierce, the old orangutan never thought of letting them go out to fight. Because the monsters outside can die, but they cannot die. As long as they are still alive, there is hope to revitalize the monster clan and possibly overthrow the military rule.

There are three thousand of these people. They are the ones left after selecting and selecting again. The qualifications of each of them are no weaker than those of the five orc commanders back then. They are the last hope of the old orangutans. Unfortunately, their life span is about to end and they cannot train these orcs personally. Become useful.

It's just that although these three thousand orcs are powerful, they are still in their infancy and require too much time to grow up. The Beast Star was obviously not a suitable place for a continuous war, so the old orangutan decided to divide the three thousand elites into five groups, and the five orcs would take some away respectively to find a suitable planet to settle on. After they became stronger, they would return to the Beast Star to replace them. Countless monsters who had died in battle took revenge.

The old orangutan had already made arrangements. The four commanders, Leopard Man, Lion Man, Tiger and Green Wolf, each took away 600 elite orc disciples. The only remaining gorilla took away five hundred disciples, leaving one hundred, which he gave to Zhang Ain.

He originally planned to let each senior orc take away 600 disciples, but because of the accidental appearance of Zhang Ping, because of the sound of the piano he brought, because he fought side by side with the orcs, and because of his human identity, the old man was The orangutan decided to give it a try and gave him one hundred disciples. If successful, it will be of great benefit to the entire orc clan. Even if they failed, they would only lose one-thirtieth of their hope. They still had 2,900 orc disciples.

So I would ask someone to invite Zhang Ping, talk nonsense with him for a while, make sure that this person has no bad intentions, and then tell him the request.

In fact, the old orangutan was very helpless in doing this. Without him, the future of the three thousand elite children has become a mystery. It takes a lot of effort to train the children, especially the orcs, few people like to use their brains, and training them is even more effective with half the effort. The old orangutan chose Zhang Ai, one because he is a human and can cover for the monsters, and the other is because he is a human and is more careful than the monsters, so he should be able to train these elite children well. It's a pity that no one can understand this painstaking effort, not even Zhang Ai. After hearing what the old orangutan said, he felt okay. There were only a hundred, which was much less than I thought.

The old orangutan was afraid that he would not agree, so he added: "I will let these hundred orc disciples recognize you as their master. From now on, they will only listen to your orders. Even their lives will be yours. Life and death are up to you! And all you need to do is, sir. One thing, try to protect them and bring them back here when they are strong enough."

Is this a thing? It was clearly three things, to protect the orcs, to help them become stronger, and to bring them back to the beast star. Alas, the old orangutan couldn't even count when he was excited. Zhang Awei muttered to himself and asked, "Can I refuse?"

He only said these words. Before the old orangutan could reply, Taohua gave him a dissatisfied look. After he turned his gaze over, she stared at him fiercely. Zhang Wen smiled helplessly and sighed: "I agreed."

One sheep is to be driven, and two sheep are to be herded. Since the second daughter wants to help the monster, it would be better to work harder and protect a few more people, so as not to disappoint the second daughter. Especially Zhao Lu, who obviously wanted to help, but was afraid of affecting herself, so she didn't say anything, which made Zhang Weijing feel a little guilty, so he agreed.

The old orangutan didn't expect Zhang Ai to agree so readily. Before he could use his words of persuasion, the other party already nodded, and overjoyed he ordered: "Bring them up."

Then they saw 3,000 elite orc disciples filing out of the small wooden door and quickly crowding the hillside. Many people stood at the bottom of the hillside, lined up neatly, and looked at the old orangutan with respect.