I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 270: Stars spread everywhere, entering the tomb in a dream

"Elder Yang, your Wusheng Sect has become famous and rich during this period."

"What are you saying, Elder Zhou? Didn't we return from the last competitive match with a huge defeat? In the end, only three of the more than ten disciples survived, and they also lost a large amount of resources."

Yang Xing from the Foreign Affairs Hall said with a grimace.

"Hey, don't complain to me. With 15 spirit stones and such a good location, you Wusheng Sect can make a lot of money."

Elder Zhou said with a smile.

Yang Xing knew that the price might not be negotiated, so he could only sign the land deed with a grimace and gritted teeth.

"Okay, this land belongs to the Wusheng Sect. It will have nothing to do with our Ten Thousand Demons Sect from now on. Congratulations to Elder Yang for making great contributions to the Wusheng Sect."

"Come on, don't make fun of me. I'm afraid my senior brother will scold me bloody when we go back to this business."

The two took another sip of tea and were about to stand up to say goodbye to each other when they suddenly heard the commotion coming from around them.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there will be no more if you go late."

A group of people hurriedly ran out of the teahouse, and many people followed closely behind.

"What's going on here?"

Yang Xing looked at the crowd hurried away, then stood up and looked up in the direction of the crowd.

"Go and have a look."

Upon seeing this, Elder Zhou stood up and followed.

Don't worry about what happened, just follow the crowd and you'll be right.

When they walked through the streets and came to the gate of Lingwen Pavilion, the two of them were startled. They saw that all the people in front of the gate were in darkness.

"What's going on?? Something happened in Lingwen Pavilion, or was there some activity??"

Elder Zhou was startled, but after taking a closer look, he found that people were not going to Lingwen Pavilion, but instead gathered under Lingwen Pavilion.

At this time, Elder Zhou saw a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect and grabbed him directly: "What's going on?"

This disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult was being pulled for no reason, and he felt unhappy. But when he turned around and saw that it was his elder, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly bowed down and said, "Disciple Wang Yaping pays homage to Elder Zhou."

"Well, do you know what happened ahead?"

Elder Zhou was quite satisfied with his disciple's performance and asked about the reason ahead.

Wang Yaping didn't dare to hide it, and hurriedly explained: "I heard that someone set up a stall in front to repair magic weapons for free, and the repairs were pretty good, so everyone came here to try their luck."

Hearing this, Elder Zhou and Yang Xing looked at each other and said in surprise, "Really? What kind of magic weapon can be repaired?"

"Well, it seems to be limited to magic weapons. It is said that someone took out the damaged magic weapons and repaired them, and they were finally repaired."

"There is such a master."

Elder Zhou and Yang Xing were even more surprised.

The probability of damage to a magic weapon is extremely high, especially in a place like the arena, where there is often a fight, and no matter the outcome, the magic weapon will be more or less damaged.

If you want to repair it, it will test the skill of the weapon refiner. If the degree of damage is relatively low, it is fine. If the damage is more serious, then the cost of repairing a magic weapon is often not as good as refining a new one.

Now there was actually someone willing to repair the magic weapon for free, which surprised the two of them, and they wanted to follow him to see who he was.

So the two of them squeezed in directly regardless of the elder's identity.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Zhang Jun setting up a simple small tent. He took the magic weapon from a demon disciple, looked at it carefully, and then told the demon disciple what materials he needed.

The materials were very common. This demon disciple had them with him. Zhang Jun took the materials and turned directly into the tent.

Not long after, a thundercloud surged around the tent and completely enveloped the tent, preventing others from peeking.

About ten minutes later, Zhang Jun walked out again, casually threw the magic weapon in his hand to the other party, and said lazily: "Next one."

"I, I, I!!"

Everyone immediately handed over the magical weapons in their hands. Zhang Jun glanced over and looked at it, seemingly choosing a magical weapon at random.

It's still the same process as before, except that more materials are needed to repair it.

The other party was obviously unprepared and could only rush out to buy.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Jun chose a less damaged magic weapon and went into the tent to repair it.

With the blessing of Qu Qingshou and Yuan Shen Casting Technique, repairing these slightly damaged magic weapons is simply a piece of cake.

In the tent, there were already a lot of leftover materials for repairing the magic weapon. After repairing the magic weapon, I heard a notification that the task was completed.

[The task of repairing Jin Yuling was completed and two wishing stars were obtained]

Zhang Jun couldn't help but smile. It had only been a whole morning, but he had received so many tasks promotion calls that he almost lost count.

Fortunately, Xue Haitang was helping him with statistics.

[The task of repairing Jin Yuling is completed, and you get the powerful Vajra fist method and three wishing stars]

[The task of repairing the Youquan Ruler was completed, and a third-grade elixir and a wishing star were obtained]

[The task of repairing the Xuanyin Thorn is completed, and two wishing stars from the Six Transformations of the Lunar Eclipse (Part [-]) are obtained]

[The task of repairing the Qingyuan Bracelet is completed, and the complete collection of fire magic arrays (remnants) and three wishing stars are obtained]

[Task repair...completed...]

Although the rewards received were weird, the number of wishing stars was also rising steadily, Xue Begonia did the math.

Put aside the original sixteen wishing stars in his hand.

From the beginning of the restoration of Fengming Qin to now, a total of eighteen magical instruments have been repaired.

There are two third-grade elixirs, three evil spells, one chapter on Buddhist boxing techniques, two chapters on formation techniques, two chapters on righteous body techniques, and a total of 47 wishing stars.

This speed is simply not too easy.

The only drawback is that it consumes a lot of energy.

"Ah, let's fix one last thing, and we'll continue with the rest tomorrow."

Zhang Jun stretched out and rubbed his forehead with his fingers on his temples. Such high-intensity work made him a little overwhelmed for a while.

If you add the sixteen wishing stars in your hand, you now have 63 wishing stars in your hand.

This number definitely surpassed the number of wishing stars I had before, and was enough for me to bring a magic weapon directly back to reality.

Zhang Jun suddenly felt happy when he thought that when he went back this time, he could bring a magic weapon with him back to reality.

"Master, I'm back from buying the materials."

Outside the tent, Zhang Jun heard someone shouting and knew that the guy who had just gone to buy materials was back.

After walking out of the tent, Zhang Jun took out the magical artifact that he had just repaired, and casually took the purchased materials. Just as he was about to enter the tent, a shout came.

"Elder Zhao!"

Zhang Jun didn't react at first, but the voice was very familiar. After thinking that his name in the game world was Zhao Ju, he came back to his senses. When he looked back, he saw an old man standing anxiously in the crowd waving to him.

Zhang Jun saw that the other person looked familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that this person seemed to be the elder in charge of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

So he smiled and said, "Wait until I finish repairing this magic weapon."

With that said, Zhang Jun walked into the tent.

Elder Zhou from the Ten Thousand Demon Sect had a strange expression on his face and looked sideways at Yang Xing beside him.

"Elder Yang, you Wusheng Sect has such a monster, why do you say you feel sorry for 15 yuan??"

Yang Xing's face became embarrassed now.

Fortunately, they have already signed a contract, otherwise they may not be able to get the land for 15 yuan, let alone 20 yuan.

"Haha, you have also seen that my elder Zhao does it for free and does not charge a penny."

Fortunately, Yang Xing was in charge of foreign affairs. He was thick-skinned and quick-thinking. His basic abilities were immediately pointed out as soon as he spoke. Zhang Jun did not charge any fee.

But Elder Zhou obviously did not accept this trick, and said angrily: "If you don't charge now, won't your reputation be built up? Once you become famous, will you be afraid that you won't be able to make any money in the future??"

"If the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect need to repair their magic weapons in the future, I can give you a preferential benefit."

After hearing this, Elder Zhou smiled again on his face.

"So I'll thank Elder Yang in advance."

The two didn't chat for too long, and Elder Zhou took the lead to say goodbye and leave.

I originally thought that 15 spirit stones was a huge deal to the Wusheng Sect, but now I feel like this deal is a bit of a loss.

Not long after Elder Zhou left, Zhang Jun walked out of the tent. After returning the repaired magic weapon to him, he closed the tent behind him and said, "That's it for today. You still want to repair the magic weapon?" If so, let’s wait another day.”

"what!"

Seeing that Zhang Jun did not intend to continue repairing, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

"I'll go, I've been squeezing for a long time, and all the materials are ready. I won't repair it now. Isn't this just teasing me?"

"I'm even more unlucky than you. I just went to buy materials and it was over as soon as I came back."

"Master, you can do two more things. You're here now, don't leave in a hurry."

"Free is not enough, I can pay." "I am willing too, as long as you can help me repair the magic weapon."

Seeing that everyone was still enthusiastic, when Zhang Jun was about to say something, Yang Xing immediately jumped out and shouted: "Everyone, in ten days, our largest shopping mall in Wushengmen will open. At that time, we, Elder Zhao, will continue to provide free shopping for everyone." Repair the magic weapon. When the time comes, everyone will be prepared in advance. We are always welcome."

Otherwise, I am doing foreign work.

Even Zhang Jun didn't expect that he would become a traffic drainage tool.

Although he felt like being used, he didn't blame Yang Xing for being talkative. It just so happened that he could arrange a job for himself. It would be good to have a regular place to farm wishing stars.

Everyone has heard for a long time that the Wusheng Sect is preparing to make some big noise recently, and even the sale of animal food pills has been stopped.

Now it looks real.

Everyone wanted to find out more information, but when they looked up, Zhang Jun and Yang Xing had already jumped up and left quickly.

"The scene was too chaotic just now, so I had to do this. Elder Zhao, please don't blame me."

After the two left the scene, Yang Xing let go of Zhang Jun's hand and said.

Yang Xing is a Taoist and an elder of the Foreign Affairs Hall, but his rank is not as high as Zhang Jung's.

Although Zhang Jun has not been officially canonized to the sect and has become the new elder, this matter has been determined internally, and the announcement will be read out in public when the supermarket opens in ten days.

By then, Zhang Jun will be a veritable elder of the Wusheng Sect's Beast Taming Workshop, and a key figure who can enter the Wusheng Sect's decision-making level.

This is why Yang Xing was so polite to Zhang Jun.

"It's okay. I think this is a good thing. When you get back, you can help me tell Lao Zhao and prepare a separate room for me. As for how to operate it, you can discuss this matter yourself. I can't guarantee that I will do it every day. I'm here, but I go back every now and then."

"Okay, I will definitely discuss the details with Elder Zhao on this matter."

After Yang Xing finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Jun with a strange expression.

Gu Yuan didn't know where he recruited this disciple. He not only knew how to make elixirs, but also repaired magic weapons. Not to mention that the financial lifeline of the Wusheng Sect was now controlled by him.

Even when Gu Yuan was alive, he couldn't have such influence.

Fortunately, this guy is dead.

If this guy came back to life, hehe, it would be uncomfortable to be pressed down by his apprentice.

While the two were talking, they had already returned to Wushengmen.

After Zhang Jun and Yang Xing said goodbye, they got up and returned to the Beast Control Workshop.

This delivery far exceeded my expectations.

I originally planned to upgrade [Biluo Sword] and [Heavenly Furnace], but by mistake, I found a way to farm the Wishing Star.

As for these two tasks, he was not in a hurry.

I have learned the spirit pattern technique, even if it is a basic level, it should be enough.

After you go back and think about it slowly, you might get some surprises.

However, these things still have to wait until I have a good rest after I return. Repairing more than ten magic weapons in one breath does put a lot of pressure on myself.

Back at Yushoufang, Zhang Jun asked Lao Fu to make something to eat. As expected, it was still instant noodles. I don’t know why, but Lao Fu seemed to have an incomprehensible love for instant noodles, even though there are delicious ones in the warehouse now.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Jun walked towards the direction of the beast's den.

When I went in, I saw Adou lying on the jade bed and sleeping soundly, while Da Fei was pressed under his head by Adou as a pillow.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun lay down directly, also resting his head on Da Fei's belly. He stuffed the Sixth Patriarch's Avi under Da Fei's belly. He didn't know if this would work, so he fell asleep together.

In my sleep, I don’t know how much time passed.

A chill hit him, followed by a drop of water hitting his face. Zhang Jun frowned and opened his eyelids suddenly.

What came into view was a dark corridor.

"Successful??"

Zhang Jun looked around, it was pitch black, and there was a cold and corrupt smell in the air. If he smelled carefully, there was also a smell of blood.

I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect that I actually succeeded in entering the dreamland.

"here it is……"

He stood up and looked carefully at the surrounding stone walls.

I saw that the stone walls were covered with ferocious Tantric Buddhist images.

Each image in these portraits is full of power and majesty, and their eyes are as sharp as knives, as if they can penetrate all the illusions in the world.

"Is it the ancient tomb at the foot of Shouyang Mountain?"

Zhang Jun's heartbeat accelerated. He did not expect that he would enter the Shouyang Mountain Ancient Tomb in such a special way.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the portrait on the stone wall. The cold and hard touch made him clearly feel the weight of history.

As he continued to move forward, the portraits on the surrounding stone walls became denser and denser, and their faces became more ferocious.

The further we go, the emptier it becomes.

The surrounding stone walls had obviously been carefully polished.

Is this really an ancient tomb?

Looking at the smooth and tall stone wall in front of me, there is a statue of Fudo Myooh painted with bright cinnabar, lapis lazuli and other minerals.

Zhang Jun began to doubt himself for a while.

He remembered that his master said that the tomb at the foot of Yangshan Mountain belonged to Sima Yi. Although it was a joke, it also made it clear that the tomb was related to Taoism.

For example, the picture of a woman opening her door is the best evidence.

Only Taoists would carve this picture into the tomb.

Now the place is full of Buddhist murals, which are completely different from the information I know.

Just when Zhang Jun was confused, a faint ray of light in front made his eyes light up.

He involuntarily quickened his pace, and as he walked forward, the smell of blood in the air became heavier and heavier.

"Clap clap..."

At this time, the sound of treading water suddenly came from the soles of my feet.

Is it water?

No, this sticky feeling doesn't feel like water.

Zhang Jun squatted down, reached out and touched it, put it under the tip of his nose and smelled it.

"Blood!"

He raised his eyelids and, through the faint light in front of him, gradually saw several blurry figures on the ground not far away.

After Zhang Jun walked over and took a closer look, he saw that the body fell to the ground, but only half of his face was left.

Zhang Jun noticed that the clothes this man was wearing turned out to be company work clothes.

At this moment, a bad premonition suddenly welled up in his heart.

After groping for a while on the corpse, I found a flashlight. When I turned on the flashlight, I saw corpses everywhere in front of me.

"Dile!"

At this time, he saw a familiar figure. After walking quickly, he found Di Le lying on the ground and wanted to pull him up from the pool of blood.

But he didn't expect that with just a gentle tug, it came up empty. The flesh and blood of Di Le's body on the ground was cut into square pieces.

Looking at the two pieces of minced meat in his hand, Zhang Jun's face became even more ugly.

"Da da da……"

Stepping on the blood and continuing to walk forward, he saw the bodies of many people on the road, some of whom were employees of the company, and some who were not members of the company.

Among them, he saw someone he was familiar with, a girl. She was the girl who came to help when his family was assassinated.

He couldn't remember what her name was, but there was a very conspicuous red hemorrhoid on the girl's forehead, which impressed him deeply.

Then he saw Xu Xin's body, lying next to the girl, with a hole torn open in his chest.

Zhang Jun sighed and could only continue walking forward.

When the light in front gradually became brighter, Zhang Jun suddenly stopped and looked ahead in disbelief.

"impossible!"

I saw an iron coffin floating in the huge empty tomb in front of me, with a person sitting on the iron coffin.

His long gray beard was fluttering in the wind, half of his body was missing, and the Taoist robes on his body were dyed red.

Zhang Jun opened his mouth, but felt that his throat was so dry that he couldn't say a word. Even though he knew that he was in the illusion of the Sixth Patriarch Abi, his heart was already affected by great horror.

It wasn't until his eyes gradually became moist that he shouted out from his throat: "Master..."

　It's been a little slow lately, I'm revising the outline.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)