I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 287 Bargaining, a good show

"Well... let me think about it. After all, this matter is too risky."

Zhang Jun did not agree immediately, but at the same time he did not refuse. Instead, he suggested: "Can you take me around."

"Of course, it's just that this is a small settlement of my Holy Path hidden in the Holy Land. It's not big in scale, far less than one percent of the Holy Land."

"Holy place? Is it the main altar of the Holy Path?"

Zhang Jun asked with surprise on his face.

"That is the seed reserved by the gods for my holy way. There are three thousand gods sitting here. The main altar of the leaders of my holy way is filled with masters. It is the only pure land in the world."

The great monk said with a smile, his expression was calm, and his words were full of longing for the so-called holy land.

"Then there shouldn't be many masters like Grandmaster in the Holy Land."

"There are many masters, but the poor monk is just the lowest among them. Otherwise, why would he be here?"

"Really?"

"Amitabha, monks don't lie."

Zhang Jun opened his mouth wide, looking shocked, but his heart was full of contempt.

I thought to myself, I trust your grandma, why are you just trying to coax the child?Still making up stories for me.

Zhang Jun never believed in this great monk from beginning to end.

In other words, he doesn't even believe in the so-called Holy Land.

The holy way and the sacred land are completely opposites.

In other words, there are two camps of the Righteous God and the Guilty God, but there is no opposition between the camps as in the impression, but more of a complete defeat of the Holy Way.

The two had decided the winner a long time ago.

The world now polluted by strange forces outside is the final result.

The holy path can only turn from light to darkness, and escape into the small world to survive. It seems mysterious and profound, but in fact it is just a dog with a broken spine.

In this case, Zhang Jun believed that the Holy Way had the ability to turn light into darkness and infiltrate on a small scale.

But if it is true as the great monk said, their main holy place is a hundred times bigger than here, and there are so many masters, why are you still hiding here like mice? ? ?
If you are as good as the clouds, how can your son of the holy way be imprisoned? ?

Do you need to sneak around to find me to help you?

But in his heart he despised the monk for bragging here, but on his face he had a look of shock.

After all, the enemies of both are Shenxiang.

The great monk was very satisfied with the shock on Zhang Jun's face. He pulled Zhang Jun out and stepped on the thick cypress leaves outside, chatting with Zhang Jun while walking.

No, it should be said that he was bragging with Zhang Jun.

For example, a hundred years ago, the leader of the Holy Path severely injured Mr. Bai, and he has been unable to leave the sacred land to this day.

Decades ago, the Holy Way launched a massive counterattack, causing heavy losses to Shenxiang.

It was only later that a traitor appeared inside, which led to the arrest of the Sons of the Holy Way. They had to stop all activities, pay money to withdraw their troops, and stop all open resistance.

But during this period of dormancy, Holy Dao has accumulated enough strength. As long as he can rescue the son of Holy Dao, Holy Dao will immediately launch a general attack on Shenxiang.

At that time, he can also join the Holy Way and follow the Holy Way to lead the show and become the Protector of the Holy Way.

Along the way, Zhang Jun finally figured out that, regardless of the strength of this great monk, his skill in drawing big cakes was definitely top-notch.

If it were anyone else, these few words would probably be smashed by this big pie, and they would not be able to distinguish east, west, north, south.

It's a pity that the great monk met Zhang Jun.

In terms of mental ability, this great monk still has a few holes in his mind compared to Zhang Jun.

"Since the holy way has the heart to help the world and save the people from fire and water, I am naturally willing to add strength, even if it means using my body as firewood."

Hearing Zhang Jun's words, the monk couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

In the past, I had such profound understanding of the righteousness, and then added the following sentence: No matter what the mission, I will not hesitate.

But who knows, as soon as Zhang Jun finished speaking, the monk's lips slightly opened, and then Zhang Jun's words changed: "It's just that I am alone, but there are a few brothers with me. I don't care about this matter." We need to go back and discuss it with them.”

(There are many of us, and your benefits are not enough.)
"In addition, my junior brother lives in an inn. There is a big problem with that inn. My junior brother may be in danger tonight. I don't have a clue about this matter yet, so I can't help but feel upset.)
(There is something fishy about the inn. You have been hiding here for so long. Don’t tell me that you alone know any clues. Tell me something useful. Don’t worry about drawing pictures.)
"So Master, it's not that I don't want to contribute, but it's actually that I have constant troubles. After I solve these troubles around me, I will definitely go through fire and water for the cause of the Holy Way."

Zhang Jun came at him with a combination of punches, making the corners of Monk Jingye's mouth twitch.

He held his breath and thought for a few seconds before he came back to his senses from Zhang Jun's combination of punches. He cursed in his heart that this kid was just a piece of meat.

But he had a kind smile on his face and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, it seems that this is God's will."

"Oh, what do you think, Master?"

Monk Jingye smiled and said nothing, but took out a set of silver needles from his sleeves.

The silver needle was wrapped in yellow cloth, but it was difficult to cover up the brilliant rays of light above.

"I have a set of embroidery needles here. Don't underestimate this treasure. This treasure is neither gold nor silver nor iron. It is a treasure specially designed to break bad karma. Since your brothers and sisters are in trouble, I cannot stand by and watch.

That inn is indeed the residence of the deceitful god. If others don't know her tricks, they must be in trouble. Fortunately, I have fought with her and know the background of this deceitful god. "

As the monk spoke, he whispered a few words into Zhang Jun's ear, and then handed the set of silver needles to Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun was startled when he heard this: "Is it that simple?"

"Amitabha, it's just a small evil trick. As long as you know the answer to the mystery, it's not difficult to defeat her. Our other two disciples, An Jing and An Xiang, will also help you."

"If that's the case, thank you very much, Master. When this matter is resolved, we will work together and try our best to welcome the Holy Son back."

After the two reached an agreement in a few words, they chatted some more about Shenxiang. After learning some secrets that were difficult for ordinary people to understand, Zhang Juncai turned around and left.

The woman who had brought Zhang Jun sent Zhang Jun away. After walking out of the door, Zhang Jun looked back and saw that it was just a dark and dilapidated house. Not only was the woman missing, but the small world was also gone.

"Is it the woman's space power?"

Zhang Jun secretly thought, maybe the so-called small world might actually be some kind of space magic weapon, carried by the woman, which would explain why they dare to lurk in a place like Shenxiang.

"Good stuff, it would be great if we could get it."

A magic weapon from the small world, anyone would be moved by it.

But for now, we still need to rely on the power of the Holy Way.

Thinking of this, he took out the set of silver needles that monk Jingye had just given him.

【Falling Rain】(Exotic Treasure)

This needle is not gold, silver, iron, or copper. The refining method is extremely special and has the power to penetrate the universe.

Once it is hit, it will penetrate the body, pull out the opponent's soul as a thread, and fix it in place.

This set of rare treasures is very powerful, but it is not complete. There is also a set of rare treasures called [Thousand Machines] that can be used to maximize its effect.

Mission: Thousands of Chances Fall into the Rain

Mission Difficulty: ? ?

mission rewards:? ?

Zhang Jun looked at the information on this rare treasure, took out one, held it between his fingers, and then flicked his fingers.

"Whoosh!"

There is a hole in the brick wall 12 meters away in front of you.

The speed was too fast, even Zhang Jun was only aware of it, but he was unable to capture any traces. If the target was himself, without the protection of [Flying Treasure Armor], he would probably be hit.

Although I don't have the matching rare treasures, I do have a method for releasing hidden weapons. This method is exactly what I got from repairing the magic weapon.

It's not really a special ability, but it just comes in handy now.

The spirit-quenching hand raised up and grabbed it, then took back the silver needle that had completely pierced the brick wall. He looked carefully and saw that there was no damage at all.

With this set of silver needles and the method mentioned by the great monk, I can try it after I go back tonight.

After seeing Zhang Jun's figure disappear into the alley, the void immediately became distorted. The woman who had previously led Zhang Jun into the small world quietly stuck her head out to observe.

"Master, there are many masters who have emerged during this period, why do we have to have him? If something happens to the Holy Son, we cannot afford it."

The woman seemed to be talking to herself.

But the voice of Monk Jingye came from beside him: "It's not that he is the only one, but I feel that this child seems to have the most precious treasure of my Buddhism, and he may be destined to be my Buddha."

"Buddhist treasure?"

Now it was the woman's turn to be surprised.

In that decisive battle that year, Master Huixian, the leader of the Dazen Buddhist Temple, disappeared, and the entire Buddhist sect was slaughtered.

After that, Buddhism was almost extinct, and all Buddhist treasures suffered disasters.

The relic in the hand of Monk Jingye is already one of the few remaining treasures in Buddhism.

Apart from this, I have never heard of any Buddhist treasures being left outside.

If there really is a Buddhist heritage, it would be very important to the monk Jingye.

It's not that the treasure is valuable, but the scriptures on the Buddha treasure are priceless treasures.

Furthermore, he also wanted to test the strength of this group of people.

It would be best if the Holy Son could be rescued. If the final result was not satisfactory, then he would go back.

The cronies in the Holy Land have been in danger again and again. Now Huma LS and others have begun to show signs of rebellion. Their leadership position is unstable, and they must return to take charge of the overall situation.

So no matter what, this is their last attempt for the Son.On the other side, Zhang Jun walked out of the alley and returned directly to the inn.

To the north is the Prayer Lake, which is a suitable place for you to break through, but this place is very mysterious.

Zhang Jun suspected that there might be other strange gods under the lake.

Another problem is that at night, Shenxiang will enter a curfew state. It's okay to sneak out on your own, but making a breakthrough in a big way may cause big trouble.

"Buzz!"

Pushing open the door of the inn, Zhang Jun saw that there were more people in the hall.

These people are more or less deceitful. In contrast, a guy like Zhang Jun, who is fair and clean, attracts the attention of many people once he appears in everyone's eyes.

Zhang Jun ignored these people and walked straight to the door of Room A on the third floor.

Knocked on the door: "Brother, are you there?"

"Buzz!"

The door opened and Huang Mao stuck his head out and asked Zhang Jun to come in.

The large tumor on his leg had been treated by him.

This game should not be difficult for him, plus the [Hate-Repelling Borodin] given to him by Zhang Jun can block the evil spirit in the air after being eaten, and he has recovered after a short rest.

After entering the room and closing the door, Huang Mao walked to the table and said, "Stop yelling. From now on, just call me Huaian. Now that your identity has changed, it's inappropriate to call me senior brother again."

"Huaian?"

"Yes, I changed my name. I had bad luck before, so I went to Senior Chutaiji to calculate it for me, and then he changed my name to a new one."

Huang Mao nodded and said.

In fact, he was full of complaints. He felt that his luck was not good. His master Gu Yuan was in retreat, which was equivalent to death.

They were left with four senior brothers.

The eldest brother is a fool, guarding in front of the master's stone chamber.

The second senior brother has completely given up practicing, but his future is quite good.

Needless to say, Zhang Jun.

As for myself, I wish I could die. Even though I have the cursed body and the method of dismantling the demons, I never go through the things I encounter smoothly.

That's why he changed his name.

Chu Taiji also said that his life was miserable and just changing his name would be useless.

But it’s just for comfort.

As for asking Zhang Jun to call him by his name, it was also to avoid suspicion.

Although he could take advantage of Zhang Jun through his senior brother's name, he knew in his heart that this advantage was not easy to take advantage of.

After all, their identities are different. From now on, this kid will be on an equal footing with the four elders. He calls himself Junior Brother. Zhang Jun has no objection. How can the other four elders have no objection?

Even though he is now regarded as the true successor, he does not dare to offend these four elders.

Besides, the second senior brother has changed his title, so I have to change it too.

"Okay, but in the future when no one is around, I'll still call you Third Senior Brother. After all, we are all senior brothers from the same school."

Zhang Jun did not struggle with this issue. After sitting down, he took out food and drink.

He also specially took out a bottle of Wuliangye and placed it on the table.

"You've worked hard along the way. Eat something to calm down."

Huang Mao was indeed a little greedy. Although he was not very hungry after eating the animal food pills, the animal food pills had no taste at all and tasted like chewing wax.

There are some with special flavors, but most people won't eat them because they always feel like they are eating dog food.

Now seeing the delicious food on this table, Huang Mao couldn't help but start eating.

"Yummy, this is so delicious."

Huang Mao picked up the sauced duck and ate it, as well as bread, French fries, etc. These snacks made him smile from ear to ear.

"Eh? Give me these snacks..."

At this time, Huang Mao suddenly stopped and looked at Zhang Jun suspiciously: "You don't want to trick me again, do you?"

Last time in the competitive world, Huang Mao was labeled as the old king of the world because of Zhang Jun. That time he was completely embarrassed.

Now that Zhang Jun was suddenly so nice to him, Huang Mao began to murmur in his heart.

Zhang Jun's heart skipped a beat, but he still had a look of indignation on his face: "You, I see you have suffered a lot along the way. We are brothers after all. Can I harm you?"

With that said, Zhang Jun looked like he was about to get up and leave.

Huang Mao saw this and quickly waved his hand to signal Zhang Jun to sit down.

But in my heart I still felt that this good junior brother had bad intentions, so I became more vigilant.

"This place is similar to the Guixing Palace we went to last time. Do you think this inn is safe?"

Huang Mao looked around the room and asked quietly.

There were too many weird things along the way to Wei Xing Palace last time, either playing games or turning into fish.

This time, compared to the Guixing Palace, it was much calmer.

"That's because we didn't enter the core area."

Zhang Jun roughly explained what he learned to Huang Mao.

Naturally, it is indispensable to talk about the holy way.

When he learned that there was actually a pure land in this world, Huang Mao's face couldn't help but reveal a bit of yearning.

After all, along the way, I saw too many deformed figures, but there was no place to stay in the wilderness for thousands of miles.

Even this so-called holy land is full of ghosts and shadows, and there are not many normal people along the way.

As long as someone is not mentally ill, no one wants to stay in a place like this.

"Why do I think that your envy of the Holy Way is false, but that your envy of the Holy Way is true?"

Zhang Jun unceremoniously exposed Huang Mao's little thoughts.

The corner of Huang Mao's mouth twitched a few times, and he covered his Qiankun bag and said: "You are also the great elder of our sect. It's not like you don't know how important population is to us."

"Okay, okay, you should rest early. Even if you want to enter the small world of the Holy Dao to plunder the population, you must first find a way to save their Holy Son."

Zhang Jun didn't intend to continue chatting with Huang Mao. He walked to the door and saw that Huang Mao wasn't paying attention. With a flick of his finger, three silver needles pierced the door beam silently.

After confirming that the angle and direction were correct, Zhang Jun turned around and walked out the door.

After a while, Amei also came back.

He bumped heads with Zhang Jun and said that it was a bit difficult to find a suitable breakthrough direction.

In fact, it doesn't matter to him. He can break through to the Dao realm at any time with just one last step.

It's just that in a place like this, it's hard to stand alone, and too much movement is not good.

Furthermore, after some research by Ga'emei, when a gong is sounded outside at night, something called the Weng God will appear on the street.

This thing is completely unkillable, and as long as it's close to you, your memories will emerge unconsciously.

They will quickly eat up your memories. No matter how precious these memories are, once they are eaten, they are completely lost and can never be retrieved.

As he spoke, Ga'emei also took out a piece of paper with a map he hand-drawn with charcoal.

To the north is the Prayer Lake, to the south is near the inn where they live, to the east is the second floor of Shenxiang, and to the west is a large prison.

"The cell!"

Zhang Jun looked in the direction of the cell: "Is there anything special about this place?"

"special?"

Amei thought for a moment: "Yes!"

"This place is surrounded by a huge sarcoma. Let alone going in, even getting close will give me goosebumps all over my body."

After finishing speaking, Gao'emei looked at Zhang Jun with a strange expression, and said half-jokingly: "You are not planning to break through in the cell, are you?"

It's okay that G'emei didn't say anything. The moment he said these words, Zhang Jun's eyes lit up and he looked up at G'emei.

Now Emei was also frightened: "If you want to die, don't hold me back. If you break through in a place like this, you will inevitably be frantically besieged by the guards inside, and then the entire power of Shenxiang will attack you."

Zhang Jun asked with a smile: "It will be very difficult for one person to break through, but what about four people?"

"That will have to wait until you find the other two."

As the two of them chatted, it was getting dark.

When I arrived at Emei, I wanted to go back to my room, but then Zhang Jun stood up and said, "Let's go to your room."

"My room?"

"Correct!"

Zhang Jun nodded, remembering what the monk Jingye said, he smiled evilly and said, "I'll let you watch a good show tonight."

(End of this chapter)