Chapter 154: Fight
"Okay, little guy, you've taken advantage of me, why are you pretending?" The strange middle-aged uncle said with teasing and a smile on his face.
Wang Zijia's body trembled decisively when he heard the tone.
"Hmm!" He snorted softly, opened his eyes hazily, looked around blankly, and asked: "Where is this? Shouldn't I be in the Lingshen Garden?"
Middle-aged man: "·······"
The scholar on the side said: "······"
The fairy girl on the side said: "······"
"You, Wanyu, have had a lot of fun teaching children these years!" Among the three, the middle-aged scholar dressed as a scholar said calmly.
"A little too naughty. Why, are you afraid that we won't be able to do anything to him?" Xiangu looked at the Feixian Sect disciples emerging from the square below and said with a gloomy expression.
"Master Yuan is joking, this little guy is obviously scared." The middle-aged man was the one in the best mood among the three at the moment, and said with a smile:
"And if this little guy hadn't acquired the inheritance, when the three of us broke through this place, we would probably have collected the corpses for our disciples, and then we would have lost all our face."
Real person Yu'an?
Are these three real-life bosses?
Was he summoned urgently because something happened in the Hundred Demons Realm?
While Wang Zijia was thinking, the middle-aged man waved to Wang Zijia and said: "Okay, you go down and stay first. After I finish handling the matters here, I will take you back to the sect myself."
Without waiting for Wang Zijia to greet him, Immortal Aunt Tu Yuan frowned and said: "Luo Cheng, you have made a good plan. It took Nanfei inheritance from you and my three sects to mature for thousands of years. Today you want to earn all of your money from Wanyu in such an unexplained way." ?”
"Master Yu'an was joking. We had an agreement when we were cleaning up the mysterious realm and building the spiritual field. When the inheritance matures, you and our three sects will each look at the disciple's ability. Why, now the disciples of our sect are outstanding in talent and have won the title of Senior Nanfei. Are you going to retaliate for my favor?" Luo Cheng said with a gloomy expression.
"That's true, but it was an agreement made a thousand years ago. Over the past thousand years, I, Feixian, have invested countless talented disciples in this treacherous realm to clean it up..."
Before Tu Yu'an could finish speaking, Luo Chengcheng said, "Oh, Master Yu'an, are you denying the clean-up achievements of my disciple Wan Yu over the years?"
"You, Wanyu, have indeed made great achievements, but the three families invested thousands of years in it, and in the end, the Nanfei inheritance was taken over by your family without even seeing what it looked like. Do you think it's appropriate?" Tu Yu'an said coldly.
As she spoke, she turned her head and looked to the side, the scholar who had been silent all this time, and said, "Master of the people, won't you say a few words?"
When Luo Cheng heard this, he looked at the great scholar Pu Zimin and said, "Does Master Zimin have the same idea as Master Yu'an?"
"It doesn't matter what I think. What's important is that the Nanfei inheritance started more than two hundred years earlier than expected, leaving my disciples unprepared."
"So much so that the three families you and I brought back less than 300 of the more than a thousand disciples this time. With such a huge loss, your family has benefited. I can't explain it to Master Mu Shou when I go back."
Pu Zimin looked indifferent and said: "Zhenren Yu'an doesn't have any ill intentions. He can only inherit one real person's realm. The strange realm is still there, and we can continue to obtain spiritual objects in the future. Why don't you take it out and have a look, and let's discuss the distribution issue. "
"Impossible, don't even think about it. That's my disciple's fate. Forget it if I, the elder, can't help. If you want my help to seize his inheritance, I have no place to put my face!" Luo Cheng said in a decisive tone without any discussion.
The long sword behind his back was trembling slightly, and the sword energy was surging, making him look like he was going to have a fight on the spot.
Wang Zijia looked at the increasingly tense situation with twinkling eyes. His butt was not clean, so he couldn't let the matter get bigger. For example, these three people were so stupid that they finally attracted the elders of the three sects to come forward.
As his thoughts rolled around, a sudden flash of inspiration occurred, and a page of turbid paper covered in blood appeared. Wang Zijia handed the paper to Luo Cheng and said, "Senior, this is something that the disciple obtained by chance in the Strange Realm."
Luo Cheng frowned as he looked at the pages handed over by Wang Zijia, which were thickly ominous and stained with blood that could not be seen in other colors.
Pu Zimin's eyes flickered as he looked at the page, and then they all frowned.
Tu Yu'an looked at Wang Zijia with disbelief. His eyes flickered for a long time, but he didn't see anything else hidden.
The three of them were silent for a moment, and Pu Zimin suddenly laughed and said: "Haha, since Zhenren Luo is so tough, we can't hurt our harmony just for some inheritance, right? But now that your family has gained such benefits, what's left this time?" There’s no need to compete for the Class A meat farm quota anymore, right?”
When Luo Cheng heard the words, his lips moved, but in the end he didn't say a word in rebuttal.
"That's all, there are only a few spiritual objects left and right!" After saying this, he casually moved, and among the people lying on the square, all the disciples of Wanyu Sect were arrested by him one by one.
He turned around and left, and in the blink of an eye he was out of the Demonic Domain.
The sky was no longer gray, and the bright sunshine came. Wang Zijia and the others frowned subconsciously.
"We are not doing well, please punish me!" The three uncles who brought Wang Zijia and others to offer sacrifices were surprised when they saw that Luo Cheng had only brought out more than two hundred people, and they immediately stepped forward to apologize.
"I can't blame you for this, but you are not qualified to compete for the mature underworld weapons in the strange realm spiritual field this time." Luo Cheng said calmly.
"Yes!" When the three of them heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Luo Cheng waved his hand, and hundreds of unconscious disciples behind him were thrown out. He said: "After returning, send them to the Demon Suppression Tower for observation for one month. Those who are fine will be released, and those who have problems will be treated by the people of the Alchemy Academy."
"Disciples understand!" The three replied immediately.
"Keep an eye on them. Many people died this time. Don't let more die." Luo Cheng paused and gave a warning.
"Yes, disciples will take good care of them." The three said seriously.
Luo Cheng nodded, flipped his hand and threw out a giant sword. The giant sword turned into the size of a flying boat. He detained Wang Zijia and the remaining four people and floated on the flying sword.
Except for Gu Xuefeng and Lu Qianrou, who Wang Zijia was familiar with, he didn't know the other two. At this moment, the four were all awake and their faces were not very good.
Even Lu Qianrou, who was in the most normal state, had a frosty face at this moment. Even when facing Luo Cheng, her face was cold and almost frozen, without any relaxation.
Obviously, she remembered the scene of dancing and selling meat in the hall before.
For a girl like her, such a dark history is simply unacceptable.
"The sect did miscalculate this time. According to the pulse calculation, it will take at least two hundred years for the outbreak to occur." Luo Cheng looked at the five people and said:
"But this is a lesson for you. You should understand that you should be more careful when you are involved with evil spirits in the future."