Chapter 25 Defender of the Righteous Path
In the morning class the next day, the disciples of Wanfa Sect were unexpectedly attentive.
They all felt that they had a dream last night. Something very sad seemed to have happened in the dream, but after waking up from the dream, it felt like that.
After all, during the time they were playing "The Righteous Survivor", they would experience similar feelings almost every once in a while, and they were somewhat mentally immune.
In addition, they also felt that their mood was unexpectedly good, as if they had transferred their unhappiness to others in their dreams, and the only thing left was happiness.
Unlike the disciples who knew nothing, the three immortal masters of Wanfa Sect were gathering together at this time to review what happened last night.
An immortal master placed a dark blue stone in the middle of the house, and then the spell was cast. The mana began to flow, activating the dark blue developing stone, and recorded what happened last night in the form of an illusion. Restore it.
After seeing that Zhang Decai actually used the secret treasure of the sect to surround the Wanfa Sect, the faces of the three immortal masters suddenly became unhappy.
He was touched without anyone noticing, and he almost became a crop harvested by the Nightmare Gate. They wrote down this debt.
The relationship between the decent and the demonic sect has eased over the years, but the two sides still continue to make various small moves.
If they don't find a chance to take revenge, then there is no need for Wanfa Sect to hang out here.
But as they continued to watch, the expressions of the three immortal masters gradually changed from anger to confusion, and then from confusion to confusion.
Recalling the scene where the disciples of the Demon Sect were chased and beaten after stealing a chicken, they watched it over and over again, and then the Immortal Master said calmly: "If I read it correctly, our Disciple, you are bullying those disciples of the Nightmare Sect."
"That is true, but how is this possible?"
"Although strength in the dream world has nothing to do with magic power, it does. This shouldn’t happen. Otherwise, let’s ask?”
"Okay, let's invite Zhang Ting first."
Not long after, Zhang Ting was invited here by the inspector.
Along the way, Zhang Ting felt uneasy.
He tried hard to get close to the inspector who brought him here, and wanted to know why he was called over by the immortal master, but he didn't ask anything.
Every inspector is a foundation-building disciple. After putting on that inspection robe, they will become inhumane and will not be accommodating to anyone.
Seeing that no questions came up, Zhang Ting became even more panicked.
He tried hard to think back on the bad things he had done, and found that the worst was when he and his friends went to blow up manholes when he first learned the magic. Other than that, he didn't do any bad things.
Could it be that some immortal master was going to the toilet at that time and now he finally found me?
That’s all, if that’s really the case, then don’t say anything and just take the blame alone.
With all kinds of outrageous thoughts, Zhang Ting entered the quiet room.
The inspector who led him here saluted and then left. Zhang Ting also saluted immediately, and then secretly looked at the three people in front of him through his fingers.
Three immortal masters were sitting in front, each of their faces covered with a thin layer of divine light, which made Zhang Ting unable to see clearly, but it felt extremely magical.
In addition, there is a faint fragrance in the air, which is a sign that the golden elixir is restrained and the body is clean.
Just these naturally occurring visions made Zhang Ting aware of the extraordinary power of the golden elixir, and then he put away all his thoughts and did not dare to think about anything else.
Subsequently, he obviously raised his hand, and a divine light was shot out, penetrating into Zhang Ting's mind.
In less than a breath, the immortal master said: "Thank you for your hard work, you can go back." "...Yes."
Leaving the quiet room in a daze, Zhang Ting still Feeling a little confused.
So fast?
The Immortal Master is indeed extraordinary.
In the quiet room, the immortal master who cast the divine light played with the light in his hand.
"There is nothing wrong with the soul. Last night's situation did not damage the fundamentals. Not only that, this child's soul is quite powerful, and he is considered the best among all previous disciples."
Another immortal master glanced at it, then nodded and said: "No wonder he can kill those Demon Sect disciples, this boy is really extraordinary. But I vaguely remember that his soul before was only average, so why has he grown so much recently?"
The two immortal masters reviewed the situation and then turned their attention to the first Immortal Master Wang.
We are all immortal masters, but Master Wang has profound cultivation and is extremely comprehensive in all aspects. He has a very high status in Wanfa Sect, and the two immortal masters will also listen to each other's opinions.
Master Wang Xian's eyes were dull, he lowered his head and said nothing, and there was even drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, looking very sloppy.
But his hands were constantly pinching the seal, and he was constantly performing various exquisite spells, which was dazzling.
After a few breaths, Wang Xianshi retracted his hand, and a large number of afterimages returned to their places.
Knocking on the coffee table in front of him, he said after a while: "Interesting, this Zhang Ting has died dozens of times."
"...What?"
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"Some people are naturally more emotional, and we lose touch with many things after doing them a few times, but they have new feelings every time. This is the case for Zhang Ting."
"But people can only die. Once..."
"You are right, but in the game, people can die many times."
Finding that the other two immortal masters were still looking at themselves in confusion, Master Wang. Suddenly I felt a little unmotivated.
Golden Pill Immortal Master is good at everything, but sometimes his thinking is a bit fixed and he cannot see anything new.
Taking out the "Right Path Survivors" that Wang Jiu had investigated during this period, he distributed the bamboo slips to the two immortal masters, and then said: "Play for a while, with the strength of the two of them, they can almost unlock the underworld very quickly, and then go to the underworld." Let's take a look around. "
According to Master Wang's instructions, the two immortal masters quickly entered the underworld and after killing for a long time, they asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Nothing happened?"
"Is the golden elixir still too strong... Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. You just need to know that Zhang Ting is too addicted to this game, and then he is constantly killed in the game. Instead, he has honed his skills in life and death. "Powerful soul."
An immortal master didn't quite understand it at first, but after hearing that the soul could be strengthened, his eyes lit up and he immediately said: "Doesn't this mean that we can use this method to strengthen it?" The soul of a disciple? "
"Yes, but it can only be used on disciples below the Golden Core level. I decided to try to promote this method and test it on some inner disciples. Let them play, they still need to lay a good foundation now, and it is not too late to start after the foundation is established for the soul.”
"Good. But I still have a question. Who is this Fangwai?"
Master Wang Xian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know, the other party's information is well hidden. But from these two times Judging from this, I have some guesses.”
“This person is definitely a defender of the right path!”
(End of this chapter)