I stack buffs in a weird world!

"You are looking for death!"

Qingming's green eyes were more and more murderous.

This was the first time that Zhang Yang saw Qingming's emotions fluctuate in such a long time.

Zhang Yang tilted his head to look at Qingming, and felt something cold beside him, as if something was slowly approaching.

"Abbot Qingming, just say it! If you want to kill me, you would have done it in the daytime, and you wouldn't have waited until now.

In fact, you already knew that Greed was doing something behind your back, right?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said tentatively.

Qingming just looked at Zhang Yang like that, silent.

"Sometimes, your own people are less trustworthy than outsiders, aren't they?"

Zhang Yang continued to bewitch.

He knew that the leaders of Qingming had their own ideas, and they all wanted to get rid of Qingming's control. Compared with Zhang Yang, they wanted Qingming to die more!

Qingming's eyes moved slightly. In fact, he knew what Zhang Yang said better than anyone else.

"Are you so sure that they will do their best to help you find the phantom stick insect when they arrive at the 'Heavenly Gate'?

I think even if they find the phantom stick insect, they will most likely not bring it back to you."

Zhang Yang pointed out.

Qingming was silent. He knew all this, but there was no way. He couldn't enter the "Heavenly Gate" himself, so he had to pin his hopes on other leaders.

"Abbot Qingming, I'm different. I'm the prospective son-in-law of the Zombie Gate. I'm not sure whether I will learn Gu Dao or not. I'm likely to change to Zombie Dao.

I'll go to the Heavenly Gate and do my best to help you find the phantom stick insect."

Zhang Yang's intention was revealed, and he directly stated his purpose.

Qingming looked up at Zhang Yang at this time, with an unspeakable meaning in his eyes.

This person is more insidious and cunning than he imagined, and...even more shameless.

But what he said didn't make sense. Now that Greed has lost an arm, he needs someone to take over.

Besides, if Greed, Lust and Zhang Yang supervise each other, they will be more dedicated.

"Kui Lie must have told you that there are three quotas in Qingyang Temple, right?"

Qingming asked with a hint of meaning.

Even a sect as big as the Zhuangmen Sect has less than ten quotas.

Although Qingyang Temple is small, it has three quotas.

That is, I got these quotas by chance a few years ago and presented them to the higher authorities.

Like ordinary small sects, they are not qualified to participate in "Tianmen".

Hearing Qingming's question, Zhang Yang smiled but said nothing.

How many quotas are there? In fact, he didn't know.

He only knew that if he defeated Greed, he would have one less competitor.

If there was really only one quota, he might have to get rid of Greed and Lust who were about to return to the temple in advance.

"You impressed me, and the competent one will get the job.

Okay, the greedy spot is yours. If... you can't find the phantom stick insect, you'd better not leave the zombie gate for the rest of your life.

Qingming said dimly, then waved his hand.

"Back off!"

"Abbot Qingming, that... Yinfeng Cave..."

"Forget it! "

Zhang Yang smiled, bowed slightly and left the Zen room.

After leaving the Zen room, Zhang Yang clenched his fists. This time, he succeeded in trying to get the skin of a tiger.

In fact, he was still somewhat confident in persuading Qingming, and here he had to mention Kui Lie.

Kui Lie told him everything about Qingming.

Qingming was lured by the Shancang Temple because he needed to prolong his life and was transformed into a four-headed sheep monster.

For the other three heads that appeared after the transformation, he didn't say he hated them, but he didn't have any feelings either.

Now he has been stuck in the fourth level for a long time. If he doesn't break through, his life span will be getting shorter and shorter. I'm afraid he can only wait for death.

The strange moon was in the sky. Zhang Yang felt the surging power of the strange moon and turned his eyes to the back mountain.

"Yinfeng Cave? What's in it? Or... go and take a look. ”

In fact, the safest way is to wait for the deduction BUFF, but this BUFF has a low explosion rate and is very rare.

This time he decided to try it himself, just to explore, with his strength, he still had time to run.

With a wave of his hand, several birds flew down from the treetops to lead the way.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yang came to the entrance of Yinfeng Cave and looked around curiously.

"Is this Yinfeng Cave? There won't be a plot of jumping off a cliff and treasures of magical skills, right?"

Zhang Yang was also a little curious. Although he didn't believe it, he still hoped that there would be some adventures.

He wanted to control the bird that was parasitized to fly into the cave.

"Huh? There is actually a will to resist? "

Obviously, the danger ahead made these birds instinctively want to stay away.

But under Zhang Yang's control, they still flew into the cave.

It was dark inside, the light was poor, and the view was not wide, but Zhang Yang could barely see the scene inside.

In the deep cave, a gust of wind whimpered past...

And then... nothing happened. All the birds fell directly to the ground and died after the cold wind.It was gone.

"What the hell is this?"

But Zhang Yang did not get nothing. The system prompt let him know what was inside.

[Soul Devouring Wind, unique to the Kasyapa Realm. It can annihilate the soul silently. It usually appears around the Soul Devouring Grass. 】

"Soul Devouring Grass? From the same place as the Qingming Worm?"

He didn't know what the Soul Devouring Grass was, but he was sure it must be a good thing.

But he didn't know if he could resist the Soul Devouring Wind with his own strength.

But looking at Bai Tian's greedy look, he was probably not able to resist it.

"Forget it, I'll take it when I'm sure. There must be a reason why the old monk Qingming put this treasure here, so don't alarm the snake."

Zhang Yang thought about it and decided not to go in.

When he returned to the Zen room, he heard Yun Fei turn over and stand up.

"Brother, where have you been? I'm so worried about you."

'Are you afraid of death? ’

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes when he heard this. He actually forgot to knock Yun Fei out when he went out this time.

“Well… I went out to pee. Go back to sleep!”

Yun Fei scratched his head in confusion and didn’t dare to ask any more questions.

......

Morning class at Qingyang Temple.

Zhang Yang yawned in boredom. He didn’t expect that he had to attend morning self-study in his previous life, and now he has to attend morning class as a monk.

Is it so miserable?

Can’t he sleep until he wakes up naturally?

And seeing Greedy, whose eyes could kill people not far away, he felt balanced again.

After all, he has one less arm than yesterday. He has come to the morning class today. What reason does he have not to go?

Looking at Greedy’s resentful eyes that are as real as substance, Zhang Yang smiled slightly, and his right hand struck the wooden fish so fast that he almost swung it up.

Greedy almost vomited blood when he saw this scene, but he had no way to deal with Zhang Yang.

The monks who were attending the morning class were also very puzzled. After all, Abbot Qingming asked Zharen to go to Yinfeng Cave to be punished yesterday.

Why are you still beating the wooden fish here today?

It was not until after the morning class that Abbot Qingming announced something.

"I declare that Zharen officially becomes the fourth direct disciple of Qingyang Temple!"

After Abbot Qingming announced it, the whole hall was in an uproar.

He was punished to Yinfeng Cave yesterday, which was equivalent to being dead.

How come he became the fourth direct disciple today?

This is too dramatic.

However, the one who suffered the most was Greedy, who lost his right arm.

Greedy looked at Abbot Qingming with confusion, resentment, and grievance...

"I object!"

Greedy raised his only remaining left arm and shouted in grief and anger.