Wang Zhong picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. He was immediately intoxicated by the fragrance. He nodded with satisfaction and couldn't help but praise: "Junior sister is worthy of being from the royal family. The tribute tea she drinks is so fragrant. I I feel like my whole body has become more spiritual!”
It turns out that Han Lingfeng is actually the royal princess of a country in the mortal world, but her identity is relatively secret. Only a few outer disciples know about it, and the little monkey and the other servants have no idea at all. Although in the eyes of powerful cultivators, the royal family in this world are just mortals, that's all. But in the eyes of the outer disciples who have not practiced deeply and still have earthly thoughts, the princess's identity is very shocking. Although she did not gain the high regard of Xuantian Courtyard because of this.
"Haha, senior brother, I'm so grateful. It's just a mortal tea leaf with only a trace of aura, so it's nothing!" Han Lingfeng said with a slight smile.
"This is already rare, at least we can't afford it!" Wang Zhong said with a wry smile.
"If senior brother wants to drink, I will ask them to give some to the two senior brothers later!" Han Lingfeng immediately laughed.
"That's so embarrassing!" Wang Zhong and another man in his 30s immediately said in surprise.
"Haha, it doesn't matter, it's just some tea leaves! It's not worth anything!" Han Lingfeng said indifferently. As a princess, she naturally has no difficulty in getting some good tea. Anyway, a hundred kilograms of these things are not worth a spiritual stone. It is naturally very cost-effective to be able to associate with a reasonably talented fellow disciple.
"Thank you so much, Junior Sister!" Wang Zhong also knew that he wanted to make friends with her, and it would be bad if he didn't accept it, so he simply went along happily and kept this favor in mind. At the same time, the king also had other thoughts about Han Lingfeng, a beautiful woman with noble status and peerless grace. You must know that the Taoist priests of Xuantian Villa do not prohibit marriage. Even the head of Xuantian Villa has dual cultivation. Where's the Taoist couple
Another guy also hurriedly thanked him.
"You two senior brothers, you're welcome!" Han Lingfeng smiled slightly, and her noble temperament immediately exploded, making both Wang Zhong and the invited monk next to him slightly distracted.
Han Lingfeng was not surprised and just said calmly: "Two senior brothers, they just reported that Song Zhong has returned. I wonder what you two think?"
"It's really weird that he came back after only half a day!" Wang Zhong said: "You know, one visit costs 40 spiritual stones. Even we are easily reluctant to part with the flowers, but he is so wasteful. I'm afraid There is fraud in it!”
"I heard that Song Zhong has a buddy who he has been playing with since he was a child. His name is Little Monkey. Yesterday, he was beaten half to death by Junior Brother Wang's cousin. Without the elixir, he would probably be disabled for life!" The 30-year-old man The guy said: "Do you think Song Zhong went to buy medicine for him?"
"This~" Han Lingfeng thought for a moment and said: "Senior Brother Zhang is right, maybe that's the case!"
"But, there is a place within our sect that sells elixirs? And when disciples in the sect buy them, they are much cheaper!" Wang Zhong frowned and said, "Did this stupid fat man already guess that I was going to embarrass him? Is that why you deliberately sacrifice the near for the distant?"
"I'm afraid that's the case. Although Song Zhong looks stupid, I think he is shrewd and ruthless. Being stupid is just his disguise!" Han Lingfeng couldn't help but grit her teeth when she mentioned Little Fatty.
"If this is the case, it means two things. First, he values that little monkey very much. Second, this guy has a lot of spiritual stones in his hands!" Senior Brother Zhang said calmly: "If these The spiritual stones were all left by his parents, so maybe he still has a magic weapon in his hand!"
Wang Zhong knew that what the other party meant by this was to discuss the distribution of the spoils afterwards. If no benefits are given, they will definitely not take the risk of following him to kill an outer disciple. You know, if the killing of fellow disciples is exposed, it will be a serious crime that will destroy the magic power! Of course, if there is no evidence, then no one cares.
Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng looked at each other and saw each other's feelings. The two of them met immediately after learning that Xiaopang was back. After some discussion, they thought that Xiaopang suddenly appeared with so many spirit stones and dared to appear so arrogantly. I'm afraid he had something to rely on for insurance. For the sake of safety, Zhang Qingrong, a senior brother whom Wang Zhong knew, was temporarily invited. This person has already reached the seventh level of Xiantian. He also has an intermediate third-level magic weapon in his hand, which is much more powerful than Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng combined.
"Haha, no matter how powerful that damn fat guy is, he is only in the realm of the first heaven. He is just a chicken and a dog in front of senior brother. As long as senior brother is willing to take action to kill him, then the magical weapon in his hand will naturally belong to senior brother!" Han Lingfeng He immediately smiled and said.
"But what if that kid is just bluffing and doesn't have a magic weapon in his hand?" Senior Brother Zhang asked again.
"Then he must have a lot of spirit stones in his hands. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to Lingxiao City once!" Wang Zhong immediately smiled and said, "Of course, if senior brother has nothing to gain this time, I personally am willing to take it. Give me 10 spiritual stones to honor your senior brother!"
"Haha, that's not necessary!" Senior Brother Zhang said with a smile: "Same disciples should help each other!" What he said sounded nice, as if the fat guy he wanted to kill was not his fellow disciple, but an enemy.
Naturally, Han Lingfeng and Wang Zhong would not expose his hypocrisy. Instead, they strongly praised him and flattered him several times, which made this guy very happy.
Now that the big deal has been decided, the three people started talking about other things. It was still dark at this time, so it was not easy to kill someone in a big way, so they first found a few boys to settle down the little fat man's residence, and then waited until the night was dark and windy to take the little fat man's life.
That night, the waning moon hung halfway in the sky, and the mountains were covered in darkness. However, for monks in the innate realm, who have already reached the stage of generating electricity in the virtual room, they can still clearly see the ants moving on the ground.
At this moment, three monks, one woman and two men, who had murderous intentions, quietly came to the hut where Xiaopang lived with their swords.
As soon as they got off the flying sword, a boy came over and said to Wang Zhong with a smile: "Boss, that damn fat guy came back in the afternoon. He has been sleeping in there until now, and I'm keeping an eye on him!"
"He came back with a sword?" Wang Zhong asked.
"Yes!" the disciple said hurriedly.
"Then what kind of flying sword did he use?" Wang Zhong asked hurriedly.
"What else could it be? Isn't it just the Black-breaking Iron Sword that the sect gave him? This idiot can't even give gifts. He offended Deacon Wang and didn't even give him a magic weapon. He only gave him a broken tip. The flying flying sword flies slower than a snail!" the disciple said sarcastically.
When they heard that Fatty was so poor, the three of them were somewhat relieved. After all, they were also afraid that Fatty had something deadly left by his parents, but now it seemed that this possibility was less likely.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhong threw a piece of gold casually. After the boy took it, he thanked him overjoyed and ran away. For a mortal like him, gold is naturally a good thing, but for a monk, it is garbage!
After sending this boy away, Wang Zhong immediately bowed his hands to Senior Brother Zhang and said, "Senior Brother, I have to trouble you to come now!"
"It takes a little effort!" Senior Brother Zhang said proudly: "Look at me!" As he said that, he raised his hands and executed several spells in an instant, and then lightly tapped the surroundings a few times. Immediately, there was a faintly visible green light that completely enveloped the surrounding area of half a mile.
When Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng saw this, they were immediately overjoyed. Han Lingfeng then smiled and said: "Senior brother, you are a great talent, with this level of restriction, we can accomplish great things!"
It turned out that Senior Brother Zhang used a relatively low-level restriction to cover the area around the hut. Although the restriction level is not high and cannot prevent others from entering, it can block all sounds and lights within the restriction. In this way, no matter how lively the fight is inside, as long as there is no restriction, the outside world will not know. Although this place is very desolate, no one may pass by at this late night time. However, killing a fellow disciple in the sect is a serious crime and must not be carried out according to the facts. That's why they do this, just to be on the safe side. If Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng hadn't been able to do this kind of ban, they wouldn't have had to drag Senior Brother Zhang over.
After the ban was laid, the three people didn't waste any time, and the finished glyph surrounded Xiaopang's wooden house. Then they each took out their magical weapons, flying swords. Wang Zhong and Han Lingfeng both had black iron flying swords that they had refined separately, and each held a magic weapon in their hands. Wang Zhong held a green jade flying sword, although it was a first-grade magic weapon issued by the sect. , but because it is extremely poisonous, even if the monk's skin is scratched, he will still suffer tremendous pain, so the power is still good. Wang Zhong gave Deacon Wang a large amount of goods to get this thing.
Han Lingfeng's magic weapon is even more powerful. It is a shadowless flying needle, which can break the respective body protection spells and is invisible. It can be considered a level 2 magic weapon. After all, Han Lingfeng was a princess and had a lot of resources in her hands. Deacon Wang was extremely happy with the things she gave her, so he pretended to be confused and gave her the second-grade magic weapon as a first-grade one.
As for the magic weapon in Brother Zhang's hand, it is relatively high-end. It is a square gold brick with shining golden light and endless runes faintly twinkling on it. It is worth at least 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones. This is all the wealth he has accumulated in the 20 years since he became an outer disciple.
After the three of them were ready, they were about to take action, but unexpectedly, the door of the wooden house suddenly opened with a clang, and then Xiaopang walked out with a smile. He seemed to have known for a long time that the three of them were plotting against him, and he was not surprised at all when he saw them. Instead, he said indifferently: "You three, it's late at night, why are you here with me?"
"Damn Fatty, you don't have to pretend to be stupid. Do you think nothing will happen if you kill my cousin?" When Wang Zhong saw that Xiaopang still dared to pretend to be stupid, he was so angry that he almost went crazy.
"Haha, your good-for-nothing cousin will be useless if you are useless. What's the big deal! Even you and this guy who is looking for death will be useless to me!" The little fat man then turned his face and said lewdly to Han Lingfeng. He smiled and said: "As for you, I can't bear to lose you. I will love you very much~!" There was a hint of gritted teeth in his tone. Han Lingfeng couldn't help but shudder when she heard this.