History’s Strongest Shopkeeper - Chapter 148

[148. Chapter 148 He moved]

With excitement on his face, Cui Wenzi took the complete collection of basic cultivation elixirs from Zhou Yang’s hand and found that all of them contained cultivation elixirs.

What about the Qi Condensing Pill, the Marrow Cleansing Pill, the God Gathering Pill…

Even though he could live forever in the mythical world now, he couldn’t hide the excitement in his heart.

This is completely a new alchemy system.

Although the elixir he refined can make people live forever, fundamentally speaking, after taking the elixir, they just become an ordinary person with a long life, without any extraordinary power.

After seeing off the intoxicated Cui Wenzi, Zhou Yang saw the iron gall god Hou Zhu Wuwu and the Eighteen Bronze Men of the Condor Heroes returning to the Wanjie Tower with the Hydra Cypress.

Zhou Yang waved his hand gently, and the Hydra Cypress turned into a stream of light and fell behind the Wanjie Tower.

“The mission rewards will not be given to you, but you can enter the world of Underworld without paying 100 value points.” Zhou Yang said to the Eighteen Bronze Men.

The Eighteen Bronze Men looked excited when they heard this. With their status, they might not be able to enter the world of Underworld.

But now it’s free, and if they can gain a little bit of eighteen coppers, it’s a worthwhile trip.

“Marquis Shen, you can also go back and bring some people with you, just like them.” Zhou Yang said, the world of Underworld is so big, if you go one day earlier or one day later, the difference is not big.

After the Iron Courage God Hou Zhuwuwu and the Eighteen Bronze Men bowed down, the Iron Courage God Hou Zhuwuwu returned to the first world in the world, gathered his men, and the Eighteen Bronze Men took the iron rod and went to kill the world of Underworld.

Not long after Iron Brave God Hou Zhuwuwu and others left, Mingjiao Yang Xiao also led the Mingjiao followers and carefully carried over the small flat peach tree requested by Zhou Yang.

The small flat peach tree is about ten feet tall, about the width of ten people’s arms. Each root is three to four meters long. Every branch and leaf of it is like a black jade carving, as if it can drip jade juice, full of strong vitality.

Moreover, there are hundreds of peaches the size of bowls, brightly colored, and like crystals hanging on the trees, which look extraordinary.

Zhou Yang touched it gently, and the small flat peach tree disappeared without a trace in an instant. A few dozen feet away from the Hydra Cypress, the small flat peach tree stood proudly.

“Yang Xiao, you can take these people behind you and enter the world of Underworld.” Zhou Yang put the small peach tree in his bag and was in a good mood, pointing at the twenty or thirty people behind Yang Xiao.

“Thank you, shopkeeper.” Yang Xiao and the Mingjiao followers behind him said excitedly.

Seeing everyone from the Ming Cult entering the world of Underworld, Zhou Yang took out his task book. He still had two troublesome tasks to arrange.

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The world of Underworld.

The sweeping monk has always believed that even if he has not reached the state of Bodhidharma, where the Buddha is me and I am the Buddha, he should have already reached the state of mind that is as calm as water and calm.

I stayed alone in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple for more than 40 years without communicating with anyone. I only peeked in occasionally and watched quietly without saying a word.

How many people can endure loneliness like this?

But in the Ten Thousand Realms Tower, his tranquil state of mind was unexpectedly broken.

Fortunately, I recited Buddhist scriptures and became calm and returned to the state of being without waves.

However, who knew that as soon as he entered the world of Underworld, he would meet the Mongolian master Jinlun Dharma King and his party.

“My Buddha is merciful.” The sweeping monk whispered, and followed Abbot Xuanci and his entourage to quietly walk in the other direction.

I don’t know if they have good luck or bad luck.

Before the two parties had gone far, they encountered a wave of more than a dozen werewolves attacking.

Looking at the membership card glowing red, Abbot Xuanci and others naturally would not let them go, and the two sides started fighting.

It may be that I am used to appearing last.

The sweeping monk watched quietly as Abbot Xuanci and others were fighting with the werewolves.

Who knew that the Jinlun Dharma King in the rear would ignore him and kill the werewolf like a ferocious human beast.

How can these ordinary werewolves compare with the King of the Golden Wheel who has cultivated to the eleventh level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu?

More than a dozen werewolves, including the werewolves that Abbot Xuanci and the others fought against, were all killed by Jinlun Dharma King like he was chopping melons and vegetables.

The sweeping monk just watched quietly, saying nothing, not listening, not asking, and making no sound.

“The national master is indeed worthy of being the best master in Mongolia.” Mongolian Khan Mengge said with some excitement. A dozen werewolves killed the entire army so easily.

With the crushing strength of King Jinlun, he can kill werewolves when he encounters them, and he can kill vampires when he encounters vampires.

“The Great Khan should first take out the blood of the werewolf.” Yin Kexi, another master from Mongolia, reminded him.

Yin Kexi has a high nose, deep eyes, curly hair and a yellow beard. He is a barbarian, but he is wearing Hanfu. He has pearls hanging around his neck and jade bracelets on his wrists. He is so jeweled that he is afraid that others will not know that he is a rich man.

Mongolian Khan Mengge quickly ordered Dalba, the second disciple of Jinlun Dharma King behind him, to remove the crystal bottle from the backpack behind him.

“Khan, the hard work of these werewolves is worth more than a thousand points in total. With the strength of the national master, if we encircle and suppress one more werewolf, we can buy a copy of the cultivation technique.” Nimoxing was a little excited. Dao, with his status in Mongolia, he should be able to watch the cultivation techniques.

The sweeping monk just listened quietly. Is it worth more than a thousand points?

It seems that these more than a thousand value points can be used as membership value points.

The Pei Yuan Gong he wanted to buy was only worth 3,000 points, and just this wave of werewolves was already worth one-third.

“The old monk over there, come here and help us dissect some werewolves.” Jin Lun Dharma King looked at the silent sweeping monk and ordered.

I thought he was frightened stupidly by his unparalleled martial arts, but I couldn’t let him go.

“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!”

At this moment, a long and shrill howl of wolves resounded through the sky.

“Everyone prepare, I’m afraid another werewolf is coming.” King Jinlun said excitedly. After killing another wave, the cultivation technique will be obtained.

“Why don’t you come here quickly?” Jin Lun Dharma King scolded the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk raised his head and looked at the arrogant Jin Lun Dharma King quietly.

“Master, please be careful, these three werewolves are much more ferocious.” Mongolian Khan Meng Ge couldn’t help but remind him as he looked at the membership card with a bright red light on his body.

These werewolves have such a strong and vicious aura.

“Don’t worry, Khan. It’s a big harvest. I’m afraid these werewolves are at least intermediate and may have advanced bloodlines. If you kill these three werewolves, you can easily acquire the cultivation technique.” Jinlun Dharma King said without caring. Although these three werewolves Fierce, but compared to him, there are still many gaps.

“I’m over a hundred years old.” Just when Jinlun Dharma King was excited and ready to kill the werewolf again, the sweeping monk standing quietly beside him murmured softly.

“You are over a hundred years old, do you want me to pity you?” Jinlun Dharma King said disdainfully.

“I can’t wait any longer.” After the sweeping monk finished speaking, he stood quietly. The next moment, the monk’s robe was waved, and the three werewolves were bleeding from their orifices and fell to the ground dead.

“Thank you, old monk, for your help. These werewolves all belong to me.” King Jinlun said with a cold look on his face.

He also has a certain understanding of the martial arts of the Central Plains. With one yang finger, he can send his internal force out of his body and kill people dozens of feet away.

Shaolin Temple has inherited it for hundreds of years. Jin Lun Dharma King thought it was just a martial art used by the sweeping monk, but he was slightly surprised by the deep inner strength of the sweeping monk.

But when I think about it, this old monk is over a hundred years old, and it is normal for him to have deep internal strength.

“You are the first person I have been angry with in more than 40 years.” The next moment, the sweeping monk’s cloudy eyes were gleaming, as if lightning flashed across, sharp and threatening.

He moved!

boom! boom! boom! ······

Abbot Xuanci and others only saw an afterimage of the sweeping monk, and then everyone in the Mongolian team flew out upside down, running wildly with blood in their mouths.

In particular, there is a clearly visible fist mark on Jinlun Dharma King’s face.

“Amitabha, that’s good! That’s good! The abbot will take away all the blood from the werewolf heads.” The sweeping monk said calmly as he looked quietly at the Jinlun Dharma King and his entourage who fell to the ground with fearful expressions on their faces.

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