I couldn't go undercover, so I had to marry a demon saint

Chapter 5 The master who is really responsible

The next day, the refreshed Shen Bulang stretched and walked out of the medicine field.

【Shen Bulang】

【Spirit Medicine Garden Pharmacists】

[Boundary]: Condensation six layers
【Cultivation base】: 62+110
[Anonymous breathing method]: 10/200 (1 floors)
[item]: heavy brick

[I want to go to Tianhuan Pavilion to be chic, but I am shy and heartless]

His title now became "Herb Farmer of the Miraculous Medicine Garden" because he worked in the Miraculous Medicine Garden at night.

The titles on everyone's heads are not static, and will change with the changes of their local status at that time.

At this moment, a handyman disciple walked out of the medicine field next to him.

【The drug farmer in the elixir garden who stays up all night】

[Boundary]: Condensation four layers
[Cultivation]: 46
[Arm that has been moving all night, a little sore]

Wang Mu looked into Shen Bulang's courtyard with his panda eyes, as if he was looking for someone, but he didn't see anything except a bunch of well-growing elixir.

Sighing, he said with resentment all over his face, "Senior brother Shen, can you be quieter next time."

"You have to take care of our junior brother who is only accompanied by our little brother."

Shen Bulang felt guilty, it seemed that the movement of him lying on the bed and lifting the brick was a bit too loud, which indeed affected the junior brother next to him, he patted Wang Mu on the shoulder, and grinned.

"Don't worry, brother, next time brother will pay attention. But brother, you can't just ask brother to keep your voice down?"

Wang Mu's pupils shrank, showing a hint of panic. He subconsciously took a step back, but was held down by his shoulders, unable to move.

"Brother, what do you want?"

"Junior brother, get on the road!"

Shen Bulang gave a thumbs up, skillfully took out the hardcover picture book that Wang Mu had hidden from Wang Mu's arms, stuffed it into the storage bag, and walked away.

"Hey, you say you, you are still young, you can't grasp this kind of thing every day, it will only affect your cultivation, let senior brother bear this suffering for you! Don't thank me!"

"Thank you so much, brother!" Wang Mu wanted to cry but had no tears.

After leaving the elixir garden, Shen Bulang returned to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to be on duty.

There are 36 Buddhist scripture pavilions in the outer gate, corresponding to 36 mountain gates. It is said that this is to prevent the righteous way from looting the important collections of the Buddhist scripture pavilions.

After all, all eggs cannot be put in one basket.

Distributed storage can greatly reduce risks and losses.

As usual, when cleaning books and jade slips and receiving seniors and seniors, it is inevitable that they will be molested by some enthusiastic seniors and seniors, which is also helpless.

Who told him to be just a small handyman disciple?

The Sutra Pavilion he was in was the one that was stolen last time. For this reason, all the handyman disciples on duty were killed, leaving the Sutra Pavilion vacant, and he filled it.

The day passed quickly.

After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, Shen Bulang began to wander around the sect every day. As he walked, he came across an option.

【1. Go to the ancient quiet lake】

【2. Return to the Elixir Garden】

【3. Go to Waimenfang City】

【4. Passing by Wuyuan Mountain】

Those who encounter this kind of choice of location can often trigger adventures.

This is Shen Bulang’s experience.

After a little thought, I went to Guyouqingtan first.

But before he got close, Shen Bulang heard a clear drink.

"lecher!"

An arc of half-moon light flashed as bright as day, and a heroic woman with cold eyebrows jumped down from the tree branch. She held a light blue sword in her hand and struck him with a powerful sword.

His throat felt hot, and Shen Bulang covered his neck, staggering back a few steps. A line of blood quickly bloomed, and he made a whooshing sound in his mouth, unable to utter any words.

He fell on his back.

Before passing out, I vaguely heard the silver bell-like laughter in the clear pool and the patches of white skin among the splashing water droplets.

Shen Bulang knew why the girl on guard drew her sword and chopped her down as soon as she got close.

Damn, run to this ancient secluded lake to take a bath in the evening?
It's obvious that you guys are outrageous in broad daylight, yet you still blame me for passing by unintentionally?

This revenge is not retribution for a non-gentleman!
The revived Shen Bulang strode towards the ancient secluded pool again, this time in a different direction.

Then--

"lecher!"

An arc of half-moon light flashed as bright as day, and a heroic woman with cold eyebrows jumped down from the tree branch. She held a light blue sword in her hand and struck him with a powerful sword.

Change direction again——

"lecher!"

Change again——

"lecher!"

Shen Bulang gave up.

It seems that this is not the triggering place for adventure, hmm. He just wants to try more and doesn't want to miss the adventure. He definitely doesn't want to accuse the outer sect sisters of their inappropriate behavior in person.

Think for a moment.

Returning to the elixir garden should not trigger adventures.

After all, he will eventually return to the elixir garden. If Qi Yu can be triggered in the elixir garden, there will be no option, and it will be triggered directly like "Koi Possession".

Skipping 2, Shen Bulang went directly out of the mountain gate and came to the nearest Waimenfang City.

After shopping around, no options were triggered.

Just as he was about to file back, he was stopped by a white-haired old man.

【The fortune-teller who travels all over the world】

[Realm: Late Linghai Realm]

【Repair: 1147】

【Something really happened! 】

Could this be my adventure?
Fortune teller!

"Junior, the old man will watch your seal turn black, and there will be a bloody disaster!"

The white-haired old man had a serious face.

"?"

you sure?
I stared ahead carefully, there was no trigger option.
"Junior, why are you staring at this old man, don't you believe me? In this way, you only need to give this old man 50 low-grade spirit stones, and this old man will prevent this disaster for you!"

My good fellow, I asked for five-sixths of my savings when I opened my mouth.

Shen Bulang is not sure whether this is a real adventure, after all, he has only traveled through time for a month, and he has not figured out many things, and it is not sure if there is a new form of adventure.

Maybe you have to give the old man 50 low-grade spirit stones in exchange for some treasures.

Anyway, if you are cheated, you can still file back.

Shen Bulang immediately grabbed the old man's hands and cried bitterly: "Master, please save me!"

The old man smiled and stretched out his hand.

Shen Bulang grimaced and took out 50 low-grade spiritual stones.

"Junior, step back a little bit, this old man needs a way to transfer your calamity to this old man!"

The old man's robes were billowing all over his body, and he raised his hands to perform the hand gesture without any wind. At this moment, he actually had a hint of heavenly aura, and there was a strong wind all around.

Countless complicated runes loomed all over his body, as if they had attracted the power of heaven and earth.

In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed, and the earth trembled.

"!"

Something!
Shen Bulang's eyes widened, and the momentum was so loud!
"Junior, take care!"

"why?"

"because--"

The voice did not fall.

Boom.

A burst of blazing firelight fell down and smoke filled the sky, and the old man disappeared from sight.

"No! This old bastard has run away!"

Just as he was about to roll up his sleeves and settle accounts, Shen Bulang was suddenly enveloped in a red fire. When he looked up, he saw that the entire night sky was covered with a red curtain, and there were actually meteorites that looked like meteors, burning with red flames, falling overwhelmingly. .

In an instant, the surrounding houses were razed to the ground.

Several monks screamed, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere and turned into a puddle of flesh.

Shen Bulang was blown away by the violent shock wave of the falling meteorite, his internal organs seemed to be mixed together, he coughed out a mouthful of dirty blood, and looked at the position where he was standing just now, there was a huge meteorite burning blazingly with.

When the smoke cleared, the white-haired old man under the meteorite was revealed.

However, there was no sound for a long time.

Simply put, it's cold.

Think of the system's detailed introduction "It's true!".

Shen Bulang opened his mouth, if it wasn't for the fortune teller who pushed him away and said he had to do something, standing there at this moment, he would be the one who died!

Tears filled his eyes immediately: "Master!"

(End of this chapter)