My sect is a bit weird

Chapter 57
During the conversation, Tao Chengyun looked at He Buren.

Although He Buren is sometimes a bit sloppy, he has a resolute face, a strong body, sharp eyes, and a strong aura on his body, which makes people know that he is not an ordinary person at a glance.

Seeing this, Tao Chengyun asked Zhou Ziming, "Brother Ziming, I forgot to ask, who is this?"

"My second senior brother, why don't you?"

"It turns out that I don't want to be a brother, I'm being polite, and I'm going to Tao Chengyun."

Seeing this man, who was more handsome than a woman, with a modest and polite scholarly appearance, Why Buren was not used to it, and hurriedly said: "Oh, you are polite, you are polite."

Coming to this world, why not meet this kind of person for the first time. After all, in his perception, the world of cultivating immortals is full of fights and killings. He didn't expect there to be such an overly beautiful scholar. He probably disguised himself as a woman. No one would question Tao Chengyun's gender.

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While the two of them were talking, Zhou Ziming also picked more than a dozen weapons from the stall, but Zhou Ziming didn't really want to sell them for money. After all, he couldn't sell them for much money. He might as well sell talismans, but for another purpose. .

The middle-aged monk wanted to bully him, and was thinking about how to fight back. He directly took the magic sword and cut off life with one sword. As a last resort, he didn't want to use the magic sword, otherwise people would find out that he was the devil, and it would be a disaster.

I was still struggling with this problem, but when I came out, I saw why not let it go, so I thought about extorting some weapons from this booth.

This time, why not let him be self-defeating and help him out.

Regarding the middle-aged monk Zhou Ziming, he roughly made a judgment that the highest realm would not exceed Qi Refining Dzogchen.

After being in this world for more than a year, Zhou Ziming also has a general understanding of some laws of this world.

As for the difference in cultivation base, direct confrontation is definitely not enough, unless some monsters can cross several small realms, or even fight against a large realm, and rub each other on the ground.

But there are very few such monsters, and some of them are the work of some peerless geniuses, which have nothing to do with ordinary people.

So Zhou Ziming wants to take a safer approach, which is to spend money to buy props to make himself stronger.

The realm is not good, you can use props to make up the gap, as long as you have enough money, buy a bunch of props, and when you are fighting against people, you can smash a basket of them, even if you can’t beat them, just smashing them with props is disgusting enough. Can not be underestimated.

But Zhou Ziming was too cash-strapped to buy any good magic weapons, so he could only use these scraps of iron, which were better than nothing.

However, with the addition of some high-level talismans on his body, it is enough to deal with middle-aged monks.

Putting away more than a dozen weapons on the stall, Zhou Ziming sighed inwardly. Sure enough, no matter what the world is, if you don't have money, you can't move an inch. If you have money, you can become stronger. The old horse really doesn't deceive me.

After packing up the things, he patted the vendor, "Brother, you are such a good person, you gave me so many things, and I will introduce other people to come to you someday, as a reward for these things."

The vendor wanted to cry, this kid is really shameless, what he said is true, and he is not afraid of being beaten to death.

……

Take some weapons for nothing, and feel very comfortable.

After finding a place, they chatted for a while and planned to set off to find the bone dragon.

Tao Chengyun said: "Let me tell the accompanying bodyguard at the inn, brother Ziming, please wait a moment."

The middle-aged monk shook his hand and followed in.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhou Ziming said: "Second senior brother, what is the realm of the middle-aged monk just now?"

Along the way, I felt that the middle-aged monk was very unfriendly to Zhou Ziming. Now that Zhou Ziming asked this question, why don't you probably know what's going on.

"The twelfth level of qi refining, fifth brother, have you offended him? I always pick on you along the way. Do you want to teach you a lesson? Just try my unicorn arm. Is it like the legend? Millions, blood flow thousands of miles." He Buren said with the fighting spirit in his eyes, raising his unicorn arms.

"Uh, no... no need..." Zhou Ziming thought to himself that the second senior had suffered from a second-grade middle school illness again. Fortunately, the junior senior uncle was not by his side, otherwise he would have to make an entry in his medical record.

Let's talk about a Jindan strong man bullying a Qi refining period, what about his face?
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When Tao Chengyun and the middle-aged monk came out, they set off on the road to Xililin together.

There are endless mountains here and there, and Xili Forest is an important passageway to every city in Anyi Prefecture, so many caravans are stranded in the nearby post station because of the trouble caused by the bone dragon.

I met a lot of monks along the way, and they probably came here for the bone dragon. After all, this time, dozens of cities in Anyi Prefecture have jointly offered a reward to get rid of the bone dragon. Naturally, many people rushed to get rid of the temptation of the bounty. Come.

When approaching Xililin, the middle-aged monk provoked: "Boy, this bone dragon is very fierce. You still have time to give up the bet, or you won't pee your pants when the time comes."

After walking well, he suddenly chose this time to provoke, which made Zhou Ziming think, isn't this scary?
Shall I stimulate him?

"To each other, to each other, if you are afraid, just say so, I can cancel the bet."

"You! Just wait and see!" The middle-aged monk waved his hands and walked in front.

Zhou Ziming's mind was mainly on the bone dragon. After knowing the realm of the middle-aged monk, he didn't care at all. He has many treasures and confidence.

……

After walking for a while, they came to the outskirts of Xili Forest and saw hundreds of monks gathered outside.

"I didn't expect that the matter of the bone dragon would attract so many people." Zhou Ziming sighed, "Brother bone dragon, you are in for a big event.

Walking towards the crowd, a loud and rough voice was heard from a distance.

"Fellow daoists, pay attention. This bone dragon is a vicious monster. We can't deal with it on our own. Therefore, we have to use the strength of the team, work together, and share the rewards together. This time, dozens of cities A joint reward is offered, and the bounty adds up to 10,000+ spirit stones, our casual cultivators are not as good as sect disciples, and cultivation is already difficult, and it depends on this time whether the salty fish can turn around."

"I am not talented, but I have also cultivated to the foundation building stage. It is not easy to build a foundation in casual practice. If you are willing to form a team, please let me arrange it. If you are good at attacking, please raise your hand."

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"The speed is fast. Those who are good at sneak attacks and practice some explosive spells please raise your hands."

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"Those who are good at controlling traction please raise your hands, the safety of the team depends on you."

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Listening to this routine, Zhou Ziming always felt a little familiar, and it would be all right if there was a nanny.

He squeezed into the crowd, a bald monk with a scar on his face, standing on a boulder to organize people.

Looking at this ferocious appearance, as well as such good eloquence and leadership skills, it is another example of people not being judged by their appearance.

Just as he was about to ask Tao Chengyun and He Buren what they thought, he ended up seeing neither of them.

"What about others?"

After I came out to search for it, I found that the two of them were surrounded by a group of female cultivators.

The female cultivator kept winking and showing her heart, and asked the two of them if they had someone they liked.

Zhou Ziming shook his head. One of them is extremely handsome, and the other is resolute and strong, giving people a sense of security. They seem to really attract the attention of some female cultivators.

"Let's see what this bald head is doing." Seeing that he couldn't get away for a while, Zhou Ziming didn't bother to participate in such a mess, and squeezed into the crowd again.

But at this moment, a smell of rouge and gouache came to the nostrils, followed by the voice of a female nun.

"Friend Daoist, may I ask if we have met?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ziming was shocked, right? I'm dressed so casually, and I don't have the aura of a strong person on my body. How could someone come to strike up a conversation, but the spoken language is a bit clichéd...

(End of this chapter)