Wang Ling changed his clothes in the palace of the two old aunties, Beauty and Discount. Because these two female cultivators had been cut off from the outside world, even the mirrors in the palace were bronze mirrors. Wang Ling just stood in front of the mirror and glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and he instantly felt the urge to die … Hm, he absolutely couldn't let anyone else see this scene!
"Wonderful! Wonderful! "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal exclaimed as he clapped his hands. "Brother Ling … this is the first time I've realized that you're actually so cute!"
The young man in white never expected Wang Ling to be wearing this azure Daoist robe and the red gauze the two female cultivators used to cover their faces to actually fit him so well.
He wanted to take out his phone to take a photo, but before he could do so, Wang Ling glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and the phone instantly crashed.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's expression froze, and a look of pity immediately appeared on his face … a picture of Ling Zhenren in female clothing was something that could only be encountered by chance, and could only be kept as a collection. It might become priceless in the future. Unfortunately, he had the heart, but he didn't have the guts. He had just wanted to take out his phone to check the time … Hm, it really had just been to check the time! In the end, such a small movement had completely ruined his phone.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sighed in his heart and took out the entire phone from his pocket. He only took out the SIM card and memory card. "I just bought this phone."
Wang Ling looked at the length of the phone. This was a new Shengli brand phone, and the body alone was thirty centimeters long.
Then, the young man in white threw the ruined phone at the two female cultivators on the ground. "Sorry for the offense. Although this phone is already ruined, it might still work if you fix it … Even if it can't be fixed, it's still better than cucumbers."
Wang Ling: "…"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Brother Ling, we should be able to sneak in now, but why do I feel like we still owe something?"
Saying this, the young man in white turned his gaze to the pile of fruit on the tribute table in the palace. With a crooked finger, he grabbed two apples and stuffed them into his chest, then turned his head to look at Wang Ling. "Brother Ling, do you want some?"
Wang Ling: "…" Go to hell!
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At the same time, in the underground palace, the red-clothed Daoist frowned slightly. "Have you located all the intruders?"
Immortal Mansion's Daoist robes were all made with special materials, and these materials just happened to act as verification codes. After an outsider invaded, they could use the power of the Holy Ice Crystal Formation to lock onto the unfamiliar aura and quickly find the intruder's location.
"I've just locked onto the general location. But … "the eastern branch chief replied.
"But what?"
"The number of people locating the location seems to have decreased."
The eastern branch chief raised his sleeves. Spiritual light shone from beneath his sleeves, and a few images were projected in the void. "Prefecture Master, look. These are the images that the Holy Array has locked onto. They are all in different positions. The female cultivator's Daoist name was Cailian. The one with the gourd on his back is the Immortal Toya who's been the talk of the circle these days. "
"Yes, I know those two," said the red-clothed Daoist.
"As for the other three … One of them is the owner of Fatty Luo's Hardware Store, Luo Chuang, whom we set up a trap for but failed to capture. The other one is the one who controls the Godly Thunder Inheritance, Lightning Dharmaraja. The last one … "The eastern branch chief shook his head as he looked at the images." I don't recognize this person. We're still sending people to verify his identity. "
"You said there were too few people?"
"Yes, the Lord of Hell is indeed too few." The eastern branch chief said, "These people are all working around that Great Death-Courting Senior, and rumor has it that there's a person by his side called Ling Zhenren, who is the owner of this peach wood sword."
"Hehe, that's a little interesting. These two should be the trickiest people to deal with on this trip. But these are all small problems … "
The red-clothed Daoist narrowed his eyes and looked at the eastern branch chief. "Now, I've found the most suitable sword spirit to act as the soul of the sword. However, to create a peerless godly sword, whether it's the internal sword spirit, the external sword body, or even the external appearance, they all have to be number one … I need to find someone who's skilled in refining weapons, and based on the Heavenly Materials sword that I've already created, I'll do the final fusion. "
The eastern branch chief: "Prefecture Master, what do you mean?"
The red-clothed Daoist smiled slightly. "Before they break in here, I want you to catch that Fatty Luo and bring him here."
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After entering the space wall, Fatty Luo and Dharmaraja happened to be in the same group, and as soon as they landed, they felt the array guardian spirit erupt.
"This should be the power of some kind of magic weapon; I'm guessing it's a spirit sword. With the power of the holy array, the spirit body summoned by the spirit sword can be integrated into an array guardian spirit. "
With just a glance, Fatty Luo already had a guess in his heart. Staring in the direction of the array guardian spirit, he used his spiritual senses to sense its aura. "This is … Ling Zhenren's aura?"
"Then should we go meet up with Ling Zhenren and the others first?" asked Dharmaraja.
Fatty Luo analyzed, "There's no hurry. I'm guessing that these array guardian spirits will all be destroyed soon … Our top priority now is to find a way to hide ourselves. This holy array isn't ordinary; I'm guessing that Immortal Mansion should be able to use it to search for auras and find intruders. "
It could only be said that Fatty Luo was indeed Fatty Luo; he was much more vigilant than ordinary people when it came to these things. Fatty Luo's flirtatious history as a grave robber wasn't for nothing; even though he was big, he was a lot more meticulous.
The two of them entered the palace complex on Sanyuan Road, found an entrance, and went in.
Immortal Mansion's palace complex extended in all directions, and at this time, Immortal Mansion had already issued an order to capture intruders. As the two of them moved forward, they could sense a vast number of Immortal Mansion disciples loitering around.
Dharmaraja's scalp went numb. "Are there any other traps here?"
"This isn't a tomb … but of course, we can't rule out the possibility of traps," said Fatty Luo.
"Then should we light a candle in a corner and chant 'Seek dragons, divide gold, and look at the coiled mountains'?" Dharmaraja asked.
Fatty Luo: "…"
The two of them hid in this narrow entrance, which was relatively hard to find.
After a while, Dharmaraja frowned. "Why are there only female disciples in this Immortal Mansion?"
This gave Fatty Luo an idea. "Dharmaraja, did you notice that these female disciples of Immortal Mansion are openly walking around outside, while the array guardian spirits are still focused on attacking Ling Zhenren? I think that the Daoist robes these female disciples are wearing should be a marker for the holy array to lock onto intruders. "
Dharmaraja: "So, Brother Luo, what do you mean?"
Fatty Luo answered truthfully, "I think we can dress up as women."
Dharmaraja: "…"
Dharmaraja: "Brother Luo, although your idea is very good … are you sure these Daoist robes are our models?"
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