I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 38 I'm hungry

They actually knew that there was an enlightened beast in the Wusheng Sect, but they also knew that the beast was pregnant and its strength was greatly reduced. It would never leave the beast's den easily unless it was absolutely necessary.

But they never dreamed that this beast would not only protect Zhang Jun, but even kill him.

Enter the Tao, become enlightened.

Entering the Tao is just the beginning, but becoming a Taoist is a heavenly being. Although the difference is only one level, the gap is thousands of miles.

If we say that Ningshen has had miracles, he has been killed and entered the Taoism.

But I have never heard of a case where a person who has entered the Taoist realm can challenge the enlightened level.

The Beast King didn't want to beat anyone, he just stared at Swift Nebula and beat him.

One big slap after another made the beast control room rumble, and the strange beasts in the cages were so frightened that they huddled together.

When several elders from the Wusheng Sect rushed over, they saw that Ji Xingyun's hair was disheveled, and now only one arm and one leg were left, stained with blood, his clothes became tattered, and his face was bloodless and very pale.

Ji Xingyun, who was known as the number one poisoner in the Soul Refining Valley, was now in a miserable state and was almost killed.

"Stop it, stop it!!"

Seeing this, several elders were also shocked. They did not expect that the matter would be so serious. After all, they were allies. If they died in their Wushengmen, things would be in trouble.

An elder glanced around and saw Zhang Jun squatting aside: "Zhao Ju! Stop the Beast King quickly."

Zhang Jun didn't know the other person, but when he saw that the other person was wearing Wushengmen's elder uniform, he spread his hands and said, "It has nothing to do with me. It was him who pissed off the Beast King. This is their personal enmity."

"personal enmity??"

Several elders didn't understand. When did Ji Xingyun have a personal feud with the Beast King?

It wasn't until Fu Caisheng on the side explained what had just happened in a low voice with a dark face that the elders were speechless.

This old guy really has no brains.

There were originally so many tigers and dogs in the Wusheng Sect, but in the last battle with the alien beasts, only two died. This incident left a scar in the heart of the Beast King.

Almost a genocide.

When you come up, you run to someone's door, mention this, and say that their parents, brothers and sisters died miserably, who wouldn't beat you up.

"Hey!"

Wu Mingtong, the elder who taught the technique, sighed: "Forget it, we can't let this old guy die here."

After saying that, he walked to the door of the beast's den and bowed respectfully towards the beast's den.

"Old Ancestor Wusheng, it's us unworthy disciples who have brought shame on his face. Wusheng Sect has been defeated continuously in recent years. We really have no capital left. Please King of Beasts, for the sake of the old man and the three thousand members of our sect." For the disciple’s sake, please calm down.”

"Please calm down the beast king."

The other elders followed and bowed down.

Wushengmen is too poor.

They were so poor that there wasn't even a piece of turf in the camp.

There are endless treasures and massive spiritual stones in this arena, but these are treasures that only the winner can enjoy exclusively.

It doesn't matter if a Ji Xingyun is killed, but this means that Soul Refining Valley can use this to launch an attack and ask the Wusheng Sect to redistribute the gambling money this time.

Even if it is a small amount, it is a huge sum of money for the entire Wusheng Sect.

Zhang Jun didn't know when he had walked to the second senior brother. Looking at the elders who prostrated themselves at the door of the beast's den, he frowned for a moment: "Are we so poor?"

The second senior brother patted his storage bag: "We haven't distributed resources for half a year."

Zhang Jun was speechless.

It was the first time I felt the barrenness of Wushengmen so strongly.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had wrongly blamed Lao Li.

It seems that he was able to offer three thousand spirit stones last time, maybe not because he deliberately lowered the price, but because he really didn't have much money.

Of course, he himself had no good intentions.

So Zhang Jun didn't have any sympathy for him.

The roars in the beast's den gradually became quieter. Seeing that the beast king had made no movement, the elders did not dare to wait any longer. They immediately winked and lifted up the half-dead Swift Nebula on the ground and left.

However, Zhang Jun could see clearly that when Elder Chuan Gong dragged the person away, he quietly took away Ji Xingyun's storage bag with one hand.

Come on, this old guy is not a good person.

"Zhao Ju, please comfort the Beast King and don't let anything go wrong again."

Before leaving, several elders looked at Zhang Jun meaningfully, and Zhang Jun nodded, which was obviously a tacit agreement that he would stay in the Beast Control Studio from now on.

It can be regarded as a disguised form of compensation.

"Huh, finally there is no danger. I will go back first. If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me, Master...hey..."

The second senior brother felt depressed. He had just learned about Master Gu Yuan's affairs. In the end, he was really speechless.

Zhang Jun softly comforted him with a few words before sending this honest man away from the Beast Control Studio.

After everyone left, Zhang Jun walked to the entrance of the beast's cave and heard waves of hoarse sobbing coming from inside.

At first he thought he had heard wrongly.

But if you listen carefully, you can see that it is really sobbing.

The Beast King is crying? ?
Zhang Jun was a little unbelievable, that was the King of Beasts, Elder Li and Elder Ji, one slap at a time.Can a being of this level cry?
"Ugh……"

Fu Caisheng shook his head and sighed, as if this was not the first time he heard the crying.

So when I saw Zhang Jun looking at the beast's den in confusion, I pulled him aside and handed Zhang Jun a steamed bun from his pocket.

Zhang Jun shook his head, and Fu Caisheng sat on the stone, broke the steamed bun into pieces and stuffed it into his mouth, eating slowly and saying something after each bite.

"In that alien beast battle, we were defeated miserably. We had three Taoist-level alien beasts and two Enlightenment-level alien beasts on our side, but they all died in the end."

Zhang Jun had heard Fu Caisheng say it before, but he had not heard the detailed process. He did not expect that this battle would be so tragic.

"What about the other party?"

"The Spiritual Beast Sect joined the battle and only sent one enlightenment-level beast."

"One end??"

Zhang Jun looked at Fu Caisheng with wide eyes.

"Yes, just one."

Fu Caisheng picked up a piece of steamed bun and swallowed it, his voice became choked.

"My master, senior brother, senior sister, Douzi, Xiaoya, they all died in the battle..."

Fu Caisheng's eyes were red and he was chewing on the steamed bun fiercely. His hair, as dry as tree branches, covered his face.

Until he swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns and said, "The opponent is a strange beast. We can't defeat it. Do you know why?"

Zhang Jun said nothing and looked at Fu Caisheng silently.

"Because the opponent's alien beast is a god type and is naturally suppressed by its bloodline. Even if it is in the same realm, it is no match at all. It may even be unilaterally tortured and killed."

In Fu Caisheng's empty eyes, he recalled how the strange beast covered in clouds lightly trampled the tiger and dog to the ground until they were crushed into flesh.

The despair and helplessness appeared on his face again, making him want to hold his head and cry, but in the end he used all his strength to bite the bun viciously.

Fu Caisheng's cries and the deep sobs in the beast's den made Zhang Jun's expression gradually grow heavier. He never thought that such a humiliating history would weigh on this man and beast.

There were many words of comfort that came to my lips, but I could never say them out.

"Sorry, I made you see a joke."

Fu Caisheng seemed to realize that he had lost his temper. He quickly apologized to Zhang Jun and then walked to his room with his head lowered.

Looking at his limping back, Zhang Jun suddenly thought of something: "Senior Brother Fu."

"Ok?"

"I'm hungry."

Fu Caisheng was stunned for a few seconds when he heard this, and then suddenly burst into tears and smiled, his cloudy eyes gradually became brighter: "Okay, okay, I'll cook noodles for you, scallion oil noodles."

Soon a steaming bowl of noodles was served. Fu Caisheng was afraid that his noodles would not taste good, so he even added a fried egg.

Maybe he was really hungry, so Zhang Jun took the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

The two of them said nothing, but the process of Zhang Jun eating the noodles in his mouth was more powerful than a thousand words.

After finishing the bowl of noodles, Zhang Jun wiped his mouth, got up and walked back to the warehouse, and began to take advantage of the available time to refine a few pills and take them back.

Take out the materials for the Sky-Destroying Furnace and the Spirit-Chong Pill.

At this moment, he was already familiar with alchemy.

The most important thing is that he has a soul-tempering hand, which saves him a lot of trouble.

Next, as long as [Lost Heaven Furnace] feeds a thousand elixirs, he will be able to obtain the next chapter of the Spirit Tempering Hand. By then, he will have a complete Spirit Tempering Hand, coupled with the method of controlling the Dan Meridians, and a large number of Spirit Chongs. Dan, even if there is another disciple battle, I will not be afraid.

[Your stay time is only 10 minutes left, please be ready to log off. 】

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Jun heard the offline notification sound.

He put away the elixir in his hand, opened the door of the warehouse, prepared the Beast King's next meal, and hurriedly found a hidden corner to get in.

[You are about to go offline. You will be reminded to go online 24 hours before the next competitive match! 】

With the forced offline prompt.

The vision in front of Zhang Jun gradually began to dim.

"Whether to use a wishing star or not."

"use!"

Zhang Jun said with certainty, while his breathing began to get heavier.

He knew that when he opened his eyes the next second, it would be the moment that truly decided his life or death.

The items on his body appeared in front of him one by one. Zhang Jun looked at the five talismans in the storage bag. When he saw that each talisman only required two wishing stars, he finally breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I still have enough wishing stars.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the five spiritual talismans in his palm, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.

It was as if the fear of reality in his heart disappeared when he touched these five talismans.

As the saying goes, all fear only comes from insufficient firepower...

(End of this chapter)