The monk was silent for a moment and said, "My fingers.︽."

Ye Ting returned his finger to the monk. The monk wrote down his name on the contract with his broken finger, and then took his finger back to his wound.

"My name is Gu Mohe. I came from Wanfang Sect, and it is actually a sect controlled by the Lingjie Sect. This time I came here, and I actually stole a large amount of supplies from the sect and had betrayed. The Baizhang Sect you want me to join will not only bear the anger of Wanfang Sect, but also face the Lingjie Sect."

"You can tell the truth, it's great, but I have to ask you why you betray the sect. If there is no right reason, I can drive you out of Baizhang Sect again. I am the sect leader and have this power."

"Because I know a secret..."

"Is it valuable?"

"It may not be worth it to the sect leader."

"Then let me tell you, let me judge, maybe it's different from what you think." Ye Ting smiled at Gumo River.

"The Lingjie Sect is in name to seize the Yinzhou continent and contact many sects. In fact, the Lingjie Sect itself obtained a star, which was about 600 years ago. On this star, the Lingjie Sect has trained a large number of cultivators and returned to Luozhou, so the Lingjie Sect has to clean up a large number of Luozhou sects and unify Luozhou. Our Wanfang Sect will definitely die, but many cultivators in the Wanfang Sect have already been thrown into the Lingjie Sect, and I happen to be the one who was sacrificed."

"The Lingjie Sect is not what normal sects do, and I don't know what secrets will be behind it." Ye Ting didn't think much when he heard Gu Mohe's words. What actions the Lingjie Sect does are far away from him. Because of his strength, he could only stay away from the dangerous vortex and keep a distance from the Lingjie Sect for a while.

"What can there be a secret? It's just that the Buddhist sect came out. The Lingjie Sect didn't want to be destroyed. In order to protect itself, it swallowed the affiliated sects in one fell swoop, no longer pursued long-term interests, and had to burst out absolute power in the short term. It will fight against the Buddhist sect to the end. But I don't want to be the one who was sacrificed." Gu Mohe said gritting his teeth.

"But my Baizhang Gate needs someone to sacrifice. When it's your turn, will you take away the sect's property and run away again?"

Gu Mohe had no shyness, and he said calmly: "If you are willing to give me a chance to reach the point where I have hope of reaching the Infant Realm, it is natural to take the risk of doing things for the sect. Unfortunately, there was no chance in Wanfang Sect. I just want Wanfang Hammer. Even if I take a look at it, it would be fine."

"Now I want you to take risks for me once, can you do it?" Ye Ting asked.

"Please speak with the lord."

"Find a monk, go and challenge him, and take his things."

Gu Mohe smiled bitterly and moved his fingers. Ye Ting took one finger and put it out. The back of the finger is a metal structure with two joints. The front is a very thin cortex.

"A talisman can ensure that your qi and blood are smooth. It is the same when using spells as before you are not injured."

Gu Mohe took the finger condom and put it on his injured finger. He moved it a little more, feeling the formation patterns in the finger condom.

"This thing is..."

"I just refined it, it's useless. I'll give it back to me when your injury heals."

"Okay, sect leader, who will we choose?"

"It's him." Ye Ting pointed to a human wearing a snow-white Taoist robe and said.

Gu Mohe gritted his teeth. This person's realm was higher than that of him, and he happened to be the fourth tribulation of the golden elixir. The difference in combat power between the four tribulations and the five tribulations is quite large.

"I admit defeat." Gu Mohe's words were not said to the target, but to Ye Ting, the golden light that enveloped the two people dissipated. Gu Mohe suddenly felt an indescribable cold in his heart, because it was not the first time he challenged the enemy, but just now, he was still in the process of challenging him, but he could see things outside.

Ye Ting pointed at the other side and saw the task goal given to him by Ye Ting. Is this Ye Ting's ability?

Ye Ting said: "If you challenge him, I will give you half the benefit."

"Half-complete..." Gu Mohe originally thought that the reward was too little, but he looked around the entire wishing tower and there were less than one hundred people here, and each of them was considered elite among the sects, and some even came from sects.

If Ye Ting is sure to succeed in all the challenges, what is the little thing he lost?

This is Li Ling Zhihun. Ye Ting asked him to challenge it because Ye Ting himself bypassed the tower spirit. The tower spirit could not take the initiative to control Ye Ting, and Ye Ting didn't know whether Causal Tianluo could avoid the harassment of the tower spirit. He needed a medium, that is Gu Mohe.

Gu Mohe walked forward and challenged the monk. No one would refuse such a thing, because the price of rejection was quite a loss. These people made countless wishes in the wishing tower, and without the Buddhist weapon like Ye Ting, they naturally could not escape the control of the tower spirit.

Ye Ting ignored the golden light that was sprinkled, but released nine demon-refining sword eyes and quietly threw them into the golden light that enveloped Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai fought hard with that man. If she had not had her special physique and was not affected by the power of cause and effect, she would have long been defeated by the monk.

Ye Ting's demon-refining sword pupil suddenly rushed into the middle and strangled it together. There were nine blood holes on the cultivator's body instantly.

The demon-refining sword eye was also stimulated by the cultivator's true energy, and Ye Ting released nine more again. The battle here no longer needed his attention. The cultivator was suddenly severely injured. Although he did not lose his combat power, Xiao Bai also seized the opportunity.

Ye Ting simply threw the demon-refining sword eye into the battlefield of Gu Mohe. He didn't have to worry about him. In the battlefield of Nagarjuna, she had long had an absolute advantage, that is, she refused to kill the opponent, but used her military ants to slowly destroy the opponent.

Ye Ting helped Gu Mohe to deal with the monk, but his eyes were watching the battle of Nagarjuna.

Nagarjuna's power could clearly crush this opponent, but she refused to win immediately. She was practicing the magical power of dream bubbles. This projection was only 60% of the strength of the original body, and she was learning to adapt.

Ye Ting himself was not in a hurry to finish this matter. He was also a little afraid of the tower spirit. He could not kill so many monks himself, so he could only try his best to eliminate the trouble.

Gu Mohe returned to Ye Ting with a war hammer. Ye Ting smiled. His magical sword pupils were now perfect, and he could use the devil eyes to create nine. Although there was no means of cooperation in the sword technique, there was no subsequent control of true qi, but the sneak attack was really a real damage, and the monk Jiedan was also going to be hit.

There was no other reason for Gu Mohe to come here. The half-performing benefits he promised had to be fulfilled directly. The faster the magic sword eye condensed, the smaller the power it contained. However, Ye Ting was too skillful to seize storage equipment.

Gu Mohe killed the enemy and finally got nothing. He also knew why Ye Ting asked him to do it.

Ye Ting had a storage bag and a metal square box in his hand. The space of the metal square box was slightly large, and a piece of purple jade was embedded in the formation to reduce the carrying requirements. Such methods were usually owned by large sects. The upper and lower doors could refine better space equipment, and would not waste jade on this formation.

Ye Ting checked the two space equipment and the monk was indeed rich, but for Ye Ting, the things in this world or the stars were valuable than the things he exchanged for. Unless they were items he needed, they would be worth more than ten times lower by using the things he exchanged for the talisman money from the Wishing Tower.

In other words, if the talisman money is calculated as the equivalent, the Wishing Tower prefers things in this world.

At least one-third of the items on this monk's body had been exchanged for things given by the Wishing Tower. Ye Ting felt that he had suffered huge losses. Seeing that Ye Ting looked bad, Gu Mohe thought he had not gained enough, he said, "Sect Master, if he is too poor..."

"No, I don't like the things." Ye Ting said. He took half a century of the items at will and threw them to Gumohe: "If you have more items of about a hundred talismans, it will be the distribution of your sect in the past six months."

Gu Mohe checked and found that there was a pill that a monk who could take in battle. He was happy. He knew that Ye Ting did what he said, but he felt less scruples.

"Sect Master, do you want me to do it?"

Ye Ting nodded, and it seemed that his gain this time was quite reasonable. The things he got from the Wishing Tower could not be exchanged for enough talisman money here. If he went back to sell it to others, the value would be completely different.

Ye Ting himself could not waste time selling it one by one, but it was OK to exchange it for the Yuejian Sect directly for the ancient coins.

Although it would make the Yuejian Sect a lot of money, it would not be a loss. It is necessary to re-establish a good relationship with the Yuejian Sect. Yinzhou is getting more and more chaotic. According to Gu Mohe's meaning, there are also many troubles behind the Lingjie Sect. Thinking of Monk Hongyun, Ye Ting was worried that he had already used many secret methods to send personnel out of Jiuzhou, avoiding the restrictions of the laws of heaven, and had been planning on the eight hundred continents for a long time.

I originally thought that I could deal with the Lingjie Sect by building the foundation to perfect the Great Perfection. It seems that I had to achieve the elixir and learn the fourth sword technique of Qinglian Jiange.

"I want to challenge you." Gu Mohe came to a monk with the seven-tribulation of the golden elixir.

"Since you like to die, I'll help you." Although the monk saw that Gu Mohe beat the previous monk, he didn't take it seriously.

In front of Nagarjuna, the monk was bitten by a soldier ant and swung his arms left and right, his muscles were torn apart, and blood flew around. He cried and said, "Can I admit defeat? Please..."

"Of course not, an opponent like you is very interesting." Nagarjuna replied seriously, and the shadow under her feet stood up in the golden light of Buddhism, gradually becoming a girl with a look that looked like her.

The monk had given up his resistance and lost his curiosity in the face of such a strange scene.

"I can commit suicide!" The monk's voice became loud.

"No. This is just the beginning, I have to study it." Nagarjuna said with a frown. She found that the golden light of Buddhism could not penetrate her body at all, and seemed to have no special restraint on her.

In other words, my dreamy and bubble magical power is the Buddhist teachings of my own family. The tower spirit of this wishing tower cannot judge what her essence is and where it is from its supernatural powers.

Her body was outside the battlefield and had been hiding in Ye Ting's Taixu Divine Mirror.
Chapter completed!