Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chen Sanming sat on the ground casually, and didn't dislike the pearl powder on the ground. He looked at the censer with incense, as if he was talking to someone, or talking to himself: "You have nothing to do to build a tomb, aren't you?" Something is wrong!"

Not long after, shouts came from the space under the tunnel, and Chen Sanming looked down, knowing that it was a fight.

After a quarter of an hour, the shouting gradually diminished, and there was another exclamation.

"What are you doing..." Chen Sanming looked down curiously.

Two quarters of an hour later, Chen Sanming saw the figure of Fu Shiyi who came out first from the ascending stairs: "How?"

Fu Shiyi shook his head: "...only a few thousand years old."

Wannian's cultivation base is equivalent to the great power of the Fusion Realm. Even if they are lacking in intelligence, but their strength is good, they really can't catch any of them.

Chen Sanming nodded clearly. The fact that there are so many Tiancaidibao here after opening the secret realm several times is also related to the lack of monk level.

Secret realms are also divided into levels, such as Guangyuan Secret Realm. Although there are no records left, those who enter also remember that there is no danger inside, so in terms of level division, it is for practice level, and high-level monks are not allowed to go in and slaughter novices crazily In the village, no one would have imagined that this level of treasures of heaven and earth could be hidden in the lowest level of the secret realm.

All the monks of the Fu Mo Sect walked up the tunnel one after another. Everyone had a bit of regret on their faces, hating that their cultivation base was too low, and they couldn't catch it at all before such a big world.

"Have they all come up?" Chen Sanming walked behind Tao Jiang, who was at the end, and looked.

"It's all up."

"Okay," Chen Sanming patted his pants and stood up from the ground, "I'll bring the second batch up."

"...Chen Xianchang!"

At this time, Yan Qing called Chen Sanming behind him. Chen Sanming didn't realize that he was calling himself for the first time. It wasn't until Yan Qing called again that he hesitated and turned around: "Are you calling me?"

"...Xianchang, how do we go out?" Yan Qing didn't expect Chen Sanming to react like this, and he was a little embarrassed, "Then what do you want to call it?"

"Just go out." Chen Sanming has lived alone for many years, and his social skills have basically degenerated, and some people don't like these polite expressions. .”

"Good fairy, I understand the fairy."

Yan Qing was still very reserved, and even gave a big gift to Chen Sanming when he answered the question. For him, this Chen Sanming is now a lifesaver to him, comparable to reborn parents, disrespecting those who are not respected when thinking about it every day. I have to slap myself twice.

"...As you please..." Chen Sanming scratched his head, children born in this era are too cautious, but he still has to respect, he still has to respect, Chen Sanming muttered the way up and walked down , and soon disappeared into the tunnel.

"Did I say something wrong?" Yan Qing turned around and asked very cautiously.

"...Let's go." Cheng Yu glanced at Yan Qing, his lips moved uncontrollably, trying to say something, but he hesitated in the end.

In her education, the savior treats each other with courtesy, and Yan Qing is not wrong, but the child is too stubborn, and what others say is so clear, it is still not right at all. At this time, Brother Chen, he Take advantage of the situation and say, Brother Yan, isn't this considered a relationship?

At that time, I can take him back and treat him well. It is best to repay the favor. Favors come and go, and if there is any crisis in the future, he can be a great help to Fu Mozong, right?

Yan Qing obviously didn't have such a high EQ. He followed the monks and walked out while still asking, "Senior Sister, what did I say wrong..."

"...You are still young, you will know when you grow up." Fu Shiyi patted Yan Qing's shoulder, and slowly comforted him.

Yan Qing looked left and right in panic, and instinctively sensed that something was wrong. After all, Yun Yansheng couldn't stand it anymore: "It's nothing, you don't have to be too nervous."

"Really?"

"real."

"A liar is a puppy."

"...Why haven't you been beaten to death yet?"

At this time, the monks had already walked out of the altar. At first, the monks were still very cautious. The oppressive feeling of the 'mountains' made them still have lingering fears, but when they stepped out tentatively, the 'mountains' really did not respond. This is a sigh of relief.

Before the rest of the monks came out of the altar, the monks of Fu Mozong first found a valley with dense golden trees in the "mountains" to heal Ye Ning. She was injured too badly. If I don't rest anymore, I'm afraid I won't be far from meeting Hades.

"How are you?"

Qingxi was a little worried about laying her cassock on the ground to let Ye Ning lie down and rest. Most of the monks of Fu Mo Sect were injured in the battle with the monks of Xuantian Sect. In addition, relying on the adrenaline in the back to hold on to the five thousand-year-old heaven and earth treasures that are equivalent to the Nascent Soul Realm, they are already at the end of their strength at this time, and they can't stand any troubles.

If you are injured, you need to rest. Even a monk must rest for at least a few days before you can move around normally.

"I'm okay……"

Ye Ning was the one who suffered the most serious injuries. Qingxi was also fatally injured when he was in Wuhuo Village, which almost made my father lose one of his few seedlings, but even if he was injured, he was killed again. Lu Sanniang stabbed her a few times, and Qingxi's injury was still not as serious as Ye Ning's at this time.

Ye Ning first suffered the backlash from the sapphire wall, and then Mi Zhi's wife really killed him. Ye Ning and him are old acquaintances. Even if they don't like each other, they still have to call each other when they meet on the road. Fellow Daoist, put a hypocritical smile on your face.

Is Xuantianzong really not afraid that Fumozong will settle accounts with him? !

The distance they are from the altar at this time is not counted. At this time, there are constant exclamations from a distance, and now only the cultivators of Xuantianzong can't enter the space under the tunnel to catch the treasures of heaven and earth, which can give Fu Mozong The monks gave some comfort.

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At the same time, the morale of the monks of the Xuantian Sect who are still in the tunnel can be said to be low. Let alone the failure to kill the monks of the Fu Mo Sect, even if they meet them on the road in the future, their guilty conscience will make their momentum a little lower. point.

Although the monks didn't say anything, they all complained that Mi Zhi's decision at that time was too arbitrary.

Mi Zhi's face was also a little uneasy. He originally wanted to be for the sect, but he didn't expect it to be like this now. If Fu Mozong called him to ask for an explanation, Uncle Cao would definitely not recognize it. His master He must be brought out to make amends to Fu Mozong...

At that time, if it is said that Fu Mozong will be punished, will he still have his life? !

Now there is only one way left...

If you don't do it, you will never stop!

Mi Zhi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was determination inside: "Brothers, this is the end, the only thing left is death. For the sake of the sect, we must fight this one."

The monks of Xuantian Sect looked at each other. Everyone knew what Mi Zhi meant, but no one was willing to answer the words at this time. Now that the matter has come to this point, it is irreversible. It's the top one, they just need to ask three questions, and they can push all the mistakes on Mi Zhi's head, but if they go again at this time, there will be no benefit, not to mention, they have seen how powerful Chen Sanming is, No one wants to take that risk.

small theater:
Yan Qing: Immortal Elder!
Chen Sanming: Brother!

Cheng Yu: ...Is this what you call different opinions...