I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 149 Preparation before going offline
"Boom!!"

The ferry docked at the pier, and a large number of dead souls walked down the deck.

After Zhang Jun and others said goodbye to the hill, they followed the figures of these dead souls and walked down.

"Is this... the end?"

Aman looked at the land under his feet and asked doubtfully.

According to the rules of this competition, they seem to have fulfilled all the conditions.

Zhang Jun nodded, thinking it was almost done.

But he turned around and looked in the direction where the dead souls were walking behind him.

There is a gate built between two mountain tops over there, which seems to lead to the unknown netherworld.

If that is the Netherworld, I wonder if my senior brother will be in it too.

Zhang Jun secretly thought about it.

It seems that my senior brother Meng Xingliang has become a ghost immortal, maybe he has become prosperous in the underworld.

At this moment, he thought of the [Ghost Gate Guide] in his hand and suddenly felt the urge to go in and take a look.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he felt a lightness in his body, followed by a pulling sensation, forcibly pulling him out of the competitive world.

Wait until he comes to his senses and take a look.

He found himself standing in the arena, next to Da Fei, who was full of innocence, and A Man and three other people.

"Win!"

The host raised the small flag in his hand and pointed in the direction of Zhang Jun, four people and one wolf.

Accompanied by the cheers from the audience, everyone woke up from a dream and found out they were back.

Zhang Jun looked back at the closing competitive world behind him. The ferry had begun a new voyage. The thin Xiao Shan had put on a new suit of clothes and stood on the command podium on the deck, holding a hand in his hand. Holding the rudder of the boat, looking into the distance.

Looking back were Yu Xianglian and others.

This competitive match may not be too intense, but it is a huge gain for everyone.

Perhaps from another perspective, they are also in deep misery.

Du Mu's ending and fate are not the consequences they will face in the future.

The path of spiritual practice becomes more and more dangerous as you go up. It is not only accompanied by various crises and temptations, but also your own understanding of the great path.

If they want to cross the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other side, they still lack too much.

"Boom!!"

Only when the host struck the gongs and drums at hand did the four of them come back to their senses.

"As the winners this time, you are outstanding. Everyone will receive a reward of opportunity, so... please start drawing your own opportunities."

At the host's signal, a box was delivered to the four people. Just like the last disciple battle, the winner could also draw an additional opportunity of their own.

Zhang Jun noticed at this time that the box sent by the host this time was larger and more luxurious than the box in the last disciple battle.

The box is made of pitch black fabric. I don’t know what material it is made of, but the box is made of gold inlaid craftsmanship to outline wonderful and complex graphics.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you come first."

Aman looked at Zhang Jun, and it was thanks to Junior Brother Zhao that he came back alive this time.

Of course, it is undeniable that Yu Xianglian's contribution is not small. If she hadn't counterattacked at the critical moment, Zhang Jun and the others would not have been able to create a chance to fight back.

"If that's the case, then I'm welcome."

Zhang Jun did not refuse this time because time was limited and he could only stay here for eight hours.

He has not forgotten that he still has a big problem that he has not solved in reality. This time, his body is still very tired, but he must cheer up and make good use of these eight hours to gain more capital for himself in reality.

Zhang Jun walked to the box, put his hand into the box and groped around, and soon felt something. He then pulled hard, and a cloth bag appeared in his hand.

This time he was smart enough to throw it into the storage bag without opening it, and said to Yu Xianglian and others: "I still have some things to do and am anxious to go back. If I have free time in the future, I will definitely invite my senior brothers and sisters for tea. Farewell."

After that, Zhang Jun walked out without looking back.

"Ugh……"

Yu Xianglian actually wanted to call Zhang Jun and say something else, but Zhang Jun left quickly. She didn't have time to draw the lottery, so she could only watch Zhang Jun leave.

I feel a pity secretly in my heart, I just feel that this Junior Brother Zhao is different. If there is a chance, I might as well ask Senior Zhao from the Wusheng Sect to make peace. It would be a good fate to form a pair of Taoist monks.

Zhang Jun heard the prompt when he walked out of the arena.

[You have participated in and completed an arena and obtained three wishing stars. You can return to the real world at any time, or you can stay here for eight hours and return to reality. 】

The eight-hour countdown has officially begun.

Zhang Jun took a deep breath, and thoughts flashed through his mind. From the last dream of [Sixth Patriarch Abi], the other party not only broke into his home, but also killed him.

The knife penetrated through his back.

It shows that the opponent is good at sneak attacks from behind.

It seems that he needs something like soft protective armor to protect his life.

In addition, the other party is good at killing people with poison spells, and he happens to have the recipe for [Chanting Gu and Resolving Evil Pills]. He has no shortage of materials for making pills, so he will seize the time to refine a batch when he goes back.

Zhang Jun was thinking about what he would bring back this time as he walked. "Master!!"

Not long after he left, Fu Caisheng had already chased after him.

He took Zhang Jun's arm and checked it up and down carefully. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with Zhang Jun, he sat on the ground and cried like a child.

No wonder Fu Caisheng's mood fluctuated so much.

This competition was so abstract that Zhang Jun almost couldn't come back.

Now, the two of them are the only ones left in the Alien Beast Workshop. After finally getting the wizard Zhang Jun, the Royal Beast Workshop is gradually showing signs of revival. If something happens, Fu Caisheng will be desperate. Hang yourself.

Zhang Jun saw Fu Caisheng crying and didn't know how to comfort him.

In fact, I also understand in my heart that if I fall, it will undoubtedly be a fatal blow to Cai Sheng. After all, I am the one who gave him the hope of revival. It would be too cruel if I kill this hope again. .

Pulling Fu Caisheng up: "I'm fine, but I have other things to do. You go back and wait for me."

If it were another time, Zhang Jun wouldn't mind finding a tavern, sitting down with Fu Caisheng for a drink, eating some delicious food and wine, and then talking about his achievements in this competition.

But now, he doesn't have so much time to waste on this.

"If there's anything else, let's talk about it when I get back."

Fu Caisheng could see the urgency in Zhang Jun's brows, and he thought so. He had already come through anyway, so it would be pointless to cry at this time.

So he nodded, told Zhang Jun to go back as soon as possible, and then separated from Zhang Jun.

After separating from Fu Caisheng, the first thing Zhang Jun did was to go straight to the alley where stolen goods were sold.

Entering the alley, Zhang Jun found Fang Zuoren, a profiteer, and threw 100 yuan of spirit stones to him: "I want to find something for self-defense. The grade cannot be high, the lower the better, but the self-defense effect must be strong."

Zhang Jun has only brought out pills all this time. It's not that he doesn't want to bring a magic weapon back, but the restriction of the wishing star is too high.

And now I have accumulated a sufficient number of wishing stars.

Before going online this time, I already had seventeen of them.

Subtracting the miscellaneous instant noodles, snacks and other items carried, there are sixteen wishing stars in one.

[Task: Warm wine and use it as medicine] 2 pills

[Ten Times Strange Flavor Tea] 2 tablets

[Three-grade nourishing pills] 2 pills

[Shattered Black Turtle Shield] 2 pieces

Complete this competition and get 3 wishing stars.

I now have 27 wishing stars in my hand, which should be enough to bring a magic weapon back.

However, just in case, Zhang Jun lowered his requirements very low, but even if he brought the lowest level magic weapon into reality, it would be enough to greatly improve his survivability in reality.

"This..." Fang Zuoren looked at Zhang Jun with a strange expression.

Other people's requirements are that the higher the grade of the magic weapon, the better. Why does this man do the opposite?

However, this request was not difficult to find. Fang Zuoren did not need to run out. He just took Zhang Jun to an inconspicuous small room at the back, opened the door lock and said to Zhang Jun: "Master, you can choose whatever you want inside. There are some fine products, but they are not of high quality."

Fang Zuoren pushed the door open and saw that the small room was filled with various items in a mess. At first glance, he thought it was a storage room for sundries.

Fang Zuoren didn't hide it, saying that this was his small warehouse, and some junk goods that really couldn't be sold were left in the warehouse to eat ashes.

If Zhang Jun needs it, he has no problem evacuating the things here.

After all, those hundred spiritual stones are enough.

Zhang Jun walked in and took a look, and sure enough, just as Fang Zuoren said, the things inside were of very low quality.

Some things aren't even classy.

He glanced around and took out a dagger in the corner. He pulled it out and saw that the dagger was rusty. He looked at the message again and saw that the fighter jets in the good guy's trash didn't even have a mission. They were just casual. Just throw it aside.

But it was still early, so he wasn't in a hurry and sat down to look for it slowly.

Seeing this, Fang Zuoren didn't bother him anymore. He signaled to Zhang Jun to just close the door when he left. It didn't matter whether it was locked or not, so he turned around and left.

After Fang Zuoren left, Zhang Jun rummaged around and opened a box. A light blue question mark appeared in his sight. Zhang Jun picked up the item and took a look. It was a small box, only the size of a palm.

When the box was opened, there was actually a dense mass of things as thin as hair. The name of this thing was even stranger, it was actually called Wujinjia.

[Wujinjia] (Unrecognized owner)
It is made of fine black gold wire, which can be reorganized and arranged into a thin layer of armor according to changes in human body shape, and can cover the whole body when necessary.

The refiner obviously put a lot of thought into creating this strange magic weapon.

It was only after refining that I discovered that although this thing could change according to my heart, was invulnerable to water and fire, and was as thin as a cicada's wing, it had already lost Wujin's abnormal defense. In addition, this thing had no weapon patterns, so it was not even considered a grade. It cannot be upgraded and is completely reduced to a junk item.

If someone could refine this armor into the body and slowly warm it with elixir fire, there might be some wonderful changes, but the probability is very low.

Zhang Jun looked at the information above and found that there was no mission. This shows how failed the refining of this thing was.

He tried shaking it, and saw that the black golden armor in the box spread out, forming a thin black cloth on his hand. Seeing this, Zhang Jun tried to pull it a few times, and found that this thing was extremely tough. , can't resist those magic weapons, but ordinary swords can't even think of hurting them at all.

Moreover, Zhang Jun's eyes lit up as he only needed to be stained with blood to identify his master: "Hey, it's you!"

　Because of my father's incident, there were many people attending the funeral, so I got yang for no apparent reason. I really didn't have enough energy these days. I had to take a nap after I woke up and had lunch, which caused the update time to slip a lot later. , sorry.

　　
　
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