The Monk

Chapter 224 Baby

Zhang Ai frowned and said, "What are you doing, little monk?" Zhang Tianfang asked, "Why don't you ask me what you are doing? Come out at the right time? Yunying and Xi'er are very worried about you, don't you know?" Fang Jian pretended to sigh. He said, "I thought you couldn't get out. Alas, it's so mysterious that a white-haired person is giving a black-haired person." Zhang Wei kicked him away: "You are the youngest here, who will you be as a white-haired person?" Fang Jianqiang argued: "Is it okay if I have gray hair?"

As he was talking, everyone's eyes flashed, and Fu Kong appeared. Seeing everyone there, he said calmly: "Let's go." The left servant in front stood up and said: "Let's go out first." The sixty blood killers listened to the order, and Zhang Afraid of waiting, there was no objection, and the group of people filed out.

It was the peak time for everyone to leave Foggy Valley. There were people on the road, some were mourning and some were happy, and most of them had expressionless faces. Not long after I walked out of the passage and came outside the thick fog, I saw nearly a thousand monks sitting or standing staring at the entrance of the passage, as if waiting for someone.

Zhang Tianzhao said carelessly: "I didn't expect anyone to greet us." Fang Jian looked at him and smiled: "Are you trying to prove that you are dumber than a pig?" Zhang Wen glanced at Fang Jian, but he didn't expect that this guy would collapse once he entered the Refining Temple. He became cheerful and said to Zhang Tianfang: "These people have no good intentions. Don't you think their eyes are a bit familiar?"

Zhang Tianfang looked carefully, nodded and said: "When we were chasing us, someone had this look and expression on his face. Wasn't he waiting for us?" Zhang Ai was a little helpless: "You are such a pig. If you were waiting for us, you would have been there sooner." Rushing over!" Zhang Tianfang said: "That's right."

Fang Jian said: "These people are all Nascent Soul masters. They can make more than a thousand Nascent Soul cultivators wait here stupidly. The Valley of Refining Gods has a treasure." Zhang Tianfang said: "How about we wait for a while? Let's see the excitement. "

"What are you looking at? Go home quickly, you still think it's not a big deal, right?" Zhang was afraid of rejecting his suggestion. Zhang Tianfang muttered: "It's nothing to do originally." The left servant in front sent a message: "Don't talk too much here, we will talk about it when we go out."

Zhang Afraid and others were silent after hearing this, and secretly looked around, and found that many monks were paying attention to their group, and they hurriedly covered their breaths and walked with their heads lowered. At this moment, a person jumped out of the passage in the middle of the thick fog like lightning. There was a fat, white child under his ribs, about four or five years old. He felt very similar to someone he knew. After the man came out of the passage, he didn't stop at all. He scanned the surroundings as he walked quickly, looking for where there were more people.

As soon as this person appeared, thousands of Yuanying monks outside the passage mobilized together and surrounded the person like a net. However, countless monks came out of the foggy valley together. At this time, there were at least a few thousand people staying near the entrance of the passage. Everyone was coming and going. Thousands of Yuanying monks suddenly attacked, frightening the lower-level monks. They fled in panic, causing the entrance of the passage to It was such a mess that the man couldn't be caught for a while.

Some monks shouted: "No one is allowed to move! Anyone who moves will be killed!" The rest of the Nascent Soul monks reacted and shouted together: "Stop where you are and don't move, anyone who moves will be killed!"

When Zhang Wen heard this, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to, so he asked Zuo Shi, "Sir, are you still leaving?" Zuo Shi had already passed the state of conflict, and said calmly, "Just wait a while." Sixty Ming Xue Sha, Zhang Ai and others were stuck in place like sixty-six nails. Only then did Zhang Ai have the opportunity to see what happened.

They stopped and refused to leave, and most of the low-level monks also stayed in place. Only a few people did not know what their state of mind was, and they must go against the wishes of the majority and refused to stay, so they were quickly killed by many Nascent Soul monks. .

Zhang Tianfang exclaimed: "No, what kind of organization can have more than a thousand Nascent Soul monks? It's too scary." Zhang Ping rolled his eyes at him and was about to educate him when he suddenly realized that this guy had actually advanced. Not only had he advanced, but he was After advancing two levels in a row to reach the high level of alchemy, he was so angry that he looked up to the sky and sighed: "A person with the IQ of a pig can jump two levels in a row when entering the Refining Temple. What truth can there be in this world?"

Zhang Tianfang said very openly: "Be jealous of me, I accept your jealousy." Zhang Weifang ignored him and went to see Fang Jian and the others. There was no change, and even if there was any change, there was no change. Fang Jian has not changed, Song Yunyi has not changed, and Cheng Xier has not changed. These people cannot be said to be gifted, but at least they are extremely smart. None of them have advanced, but this pig-like man can advance. Especially Fang Jian, a genius who has only emerged in hundreds of years, can't compare to Zhang Tianfang. No wonder he learned to joke, it turned out to be exciting. He sighed and said, "The people who were chasing us two back then were not from the same sect."

Being hunted by many people was because he was carrying a rare treasure. Zhang Tianfang's eyes lit up: "The man who ran away has a treasure on him, shall we go and grab it?" When he said this, Zhang Weijing reacted immediately. No wonder he felt that the child looked familiar, and his body appearance He looked very similar to Fu'er and others from Nitian Cave, and he couldn't help but wonder, could that child be a spiritual ginseng baby? Just as he was thinking about it, a burst of spiritual energy suddenly shot up into the sky, unimaginably rich and rich. The monk is most familiar with the spiritual power of aura. Looking around, the source is the man who ran away madly with the fat doll in his arms. It was immediately determined that the fat baby must be a grass elf monster that is more than 100,000 years old.

The leaked spiritual energy instantly filled the surrounding area for several miles, and someone exclaimed: "King Ginseng?!" The faces of the monks present changed, and the spiritual herbs were all ready to move. Even Zuo Shi was a little impulsive, suppressing the desire in his heart, and carefully compared and analyzed it. Given the current situation, I plan to make a decision before taking action.

At the same time as the spiritual energy overflowed, there was a cry: "Let me go! Let me go, bad guy! Help!" The voice was not loud, crisp and sweet, and full of panic.

Zhang Wen looked carefully and saw that the person running with the doll under his arm was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion and a cultivation level of at least the mid-level Nascent Soul. Hundreds of people were chasing behind him, and there were monks in front of him. Many magic weapons were flying in the air, aiming at the dark middle-aged man to attack. It's just that this man moved very quickly and squeezed through the crowd, so he couldn't hit him for a while. Instead, the fat baby under his ribs was stabbed by a flying sword, and there was a long gash on his arm, with blood dripping out.

Zhang Ping understood that the fat baby must be a kind of spiritual herb such as ginseng and ganoderma, with a lifespan of more than 100,000 years. He was caught by a dark middle-aged man in the Valley of the Gods, and used magic to set a restraint on him, making him comatose and hiding the spiritual energy from leaking out.

Fat Baby has strong spiritual energy, and was discovered by other monks during the arrest. The danger in the valley was not suitable for action, so many Nascent Soul masters went out of the valley to wait for the treasure. During the chase just now, a flying sword accidentally injured the baby and woke him up. However, it also broke the restrictions on the baby, so the spiritual energy overflowed, attracting the attention of all the monks.

The fat baby screamed pitifully, and Zhang felt pity for it and planned to save it. But how to rescue him among thousands of monks is really a problem, not to mention there are thousands of Yuanying masters among them, and it is impossible to hide every move from them.

He was using his brain, and Zuo Shi was also using his brain. King Ginseng, if you eat him alive, you should be able to transform into a god directly. Although he is highly skilled, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot deal with more than a thousand Nascent Soul masters at the same time. What should he do? good?