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Chapter 122 Failed to sign in to the secret realm

"This is really strange. Usually, let alone elixirs that are more than a thousand years old, medicinal materials that are more than a hundred years old are guarded by monsters.

But the medicinal materials that are more than a thousand years old here are not guarded by monsters. Where have those monsters gone?"

"Senior brother, if you didn't tell me, I really wouldn't have discovered it.

But just now I met a dog-headed wasp guarding the dragon fruit.

Brother, what year did you meet the Blood-feathered Sirius when you were picking the elixir?"

Hearing Tang Wuyou ask this, Li Mubai and Changhe looked at each other.

"It's an elixir that's three thousand years old. Could it be that only elixirs that are more than three thousand years old are protected by monsters?

Then the monsters here are too cunning, right?

You can’t even look down on those who are under three thousand years old?”

Changhe was speechless. Qin Lan dug up the elixir in his hand and said:

"I think this is really possible. Otherwise, how can we explain that we have been walking for a long time without encountering a monster?"

While several people were discussing, a late-stage second-order night saber strolled in front of them.

"Brother and sister, look, this really means that Cao Cao has arrived.

Isn't this just a late-level night saber? It would be great if Senior Sister Ye was here.

I don’t know if it’s her Xiao Lei that’s more powerful, or this late-stage second-level Nightsaber.”

Seeing Tang Wuyou talking about releasing her little fox, Changhe released his pangolin.

"Junior sister, our two spiritual beasts work together, do you think we can deal with this night saber?"

"I don't know, but it's right to let them experience it."

Qin Lan threw out the array and said:

"You two are so willing to let my array help them!"

Li Mubai quickly said:

"Senior sister, wait a minute. The monsters here should have grown up taking elixirs. Let's see how their fighting power is?"

While he was speaking, Qing Ran and Xiao Jia had already rushed forward.

The two demonic beasts were fighting two against one, and the night saber had the advantage in terms of size, but in terms of combat experience, it was obvious that it was not as strong as Qingran and Xiaojia.

"Could it be that all the monsters here have improved their cultivation by taking elixirs?"

Qin Lan watched from the sidelines, and the Nightsaber had the upper hand at first, but then gradually fell behind.

"It's really hard to say. I just saw this monster beast coming towards the two-thousand-year-old elixir."

"Yes, that makes sense.

No matter what, it’s more important to continue picking the elixir, and leave this monster to them.”

After Tang Wuyou finished speaking, he continued to dig for elixirs. Although there were exaggerations everywhere, there were really a lot of them.

They use the Wind Control Technique to fly over a hundred meters and encounter a tree that is a hundred years old or a thousand or two thousand years old.

If these were taken outside, they would definitely not be able to possess them just by practicing Qi.

"With these elixirs, I no longer have to worry about being able to feed my pangolins."

After listening to what Senior Brother Changhe said, Tang Wuyou thought that after she entered the secret realm, the system didn't seem to sign her in.

"System, secret realm sign in!"

[Ding! Sign-in to the secret realm failed! Sign-in can only be done after the system is upgraded.]

Tang Wuyou:...

"Hey, you little guys have come here, haha. You must have collected a lot of elixirs. Hand over the elixirs and I will let you live."

This monk who flew out of thin air must have just entered the secret realm.

It's just that this person's cultivation is at the foundation-building stage, and if you listen to his words, you know that this is the inner siege.

I silently thought about the direction here, my dear, they didn't know it when they first came here.

So now it seems that Wu Jian and Ye Qingge went to the inner siege.

Several people looked at each other, and Li Mubai stood up with his hands clasped together and said:

"Fellow Taoist, the water in our well is not the water in the river, why should you do this?"

The monk only found it funny after hearing her words.

"Strength is respected in the world of immortality. You are not my juniors, so I don't care about you.

I didn't take action directly as soon as I came up, and I was already kind.

Don't force me to take action directly, and quickly hand over all the storage bags and other things you have on you."

Just as Li Mubai was speaking, Qinglan and Changhe looked at each other and arranged the formation.

Crush the poison pill. Crush the poison pill.

Tang Wuyou stood up and pulled Li Mubai behind him, changed the target, and spoke rudely to the foundation-building monk.

"Senior, you are a great person because you are a foundation builder, right?

Who of us here is not in the advanced stage of Qi training? Building foundation is only a matter of time.

And didn’t your foundation-building cultivation come from Qi training?

You keep asking us to hand over all our wealth, who are you?

You want us to honor you, are you worthy?"

The foundation-building monks across from her laughed angrily at her, seeing that a young monk with an eleventh level of Qi training dared to talk back to her.

This is where her cultivation level is at its lowest.

If you have a low level of cultivation and don’t know how high the sky is, what else is this than seeking death?

At that moment, the monk stopped talking nonsense with him and directly used his flying sword to attack him.

Tang Wuyou is not afraid of his attack. Does he regard his defense as a decoration?

He didn't even look like he was doing anything. He just stood there and scratched his neck and said:

"My master is a Yuanying monk, you dare to kill me?

I still have the brand of spiritual consciousness of the cultivator of the God Transformation on my body. If you dare to kill me, you won’t be able to survive!

At worst, we will die together!"

The foundation-building monk heard what she said and saw how confident she was.

The flying sword in his hand stopped.

He saw that Tang Wuyou, a young man in disguise, looked fearless, and he felt really unsure.

But after hesitating for a moment, he sneered.

"You want to lie to me? You don't even know who I am!"

He commanded the flying sword to attack Tang Wuyou. With a bang, the flying sword struck Tang Wuyou's automatically activated defense.

The force of the rebound made the foundation-building monks take a step back.

Changhe raised his hand to straighten the hair on his forehead and said:

"Fellow Taoist, if you meet us, stop pestering us and hurry up and pick the elixir. Wouldn't it be nice?

Why do you have to keep an eye on the elixir on us?"

The foundation-building monk is also thoughtful. If he picks it by himself, it will definitely be slow.

These four little qi-training monks were able to come here. They must have picked up a lot of elixirs along the way.

Once you collect them, there will be a lot.

So why didn't he collect the storage bags of the four of them and deal with them on the way.

I just didn't expect to encounter a tough situation.

The defense on this little monk's body is actually so powerful.

"Hmph, I still don't believe in this evil. Don't you all have defenses on your body?"

Seeing him speaking, the sword edge turned and attacked Changhe.

The next moment, formations rose up around the foundation-building monk, and Changhe also shot out a stream of white medicine powder.

Li Mubai, who disguised himself as a monk, recited a Buddhist scripture. The golden characters that appeared in the Buddhist scripture were not the aura of Buddha, but the aura of awe-inspiring righteousness.

But as long as it's not a real monk, it doesn't matter.

The large golden characters, filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, were attached to the flying flower sword that was also sacrificed at the same time.

Tang Wuyou used ice spiritual power, and the flying flower sword remained intact and slashed towards the foundation-building monk.
Chapter completed!
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