Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

Chapter 113 Who will be the end?

The two men had something on their minds, so they didn't mind if Song Jiulai didn't take out his magic weapon.

It was not until Song Jiulai struck three consecutive thunderbolts around the same location that a burnt smell appeared on the back of the Nine Nether Food Spider.

Its cry became sharper and shriller, and it crouched down. The fur on its body, as sharp as steel knives, turned into spider silk, which attacked the three monks densely.

Song Jiulai dodged while yelling at the system: "Damn, this skin is really tough! It took three hits to break the defense a little bit!"

These three palm thunders can basically consume most of the spiritual energy.

System: "That's enough. You haven't started practicing the intermediate level yet, and you haven't fully mastered the basic level. If you do, your attack will be more powerful."

When Lu Rufeng was hiding over there, he could use the Snake Shadow Flywheel to cut off most of the spider silk, and Yi Tianhe hid behind him and set off fireballs to help him burn it.

A single skill had little effect on spider silk, so Song Jiulai set off fireballs to burn the spider silk while running.

The spider silk is so dense that it regenerates immediately if it is cut.

Song Jiulai vaguely remembered that the Nine Nether Food Spider's silk could parasitize cultivators if it touched them.

My scalp tingles just thinking about it.

Song Jiulai was jumping up and down to hide here, while Lu Rufeng and Yi Tianhe were still able to spare a glance to notice Song Jiulai.

Yi Tianhe whispered, "Which sect is he from?"

The fireballs seemed to be about the same size, but Yi Tianhe always felt that Song Jiulai was burning the spider silk faster than herself.

"It's hard to say. It's either the Blood Prison Sect or the Sky Crane Sect." Lu Rufeng made an irresponsible guess, his expression becoming serious. "I'm guessing it'll take quite a while to deal with him later. Should we continue wasting time here? What if we run into those guys from the Extreme Saint Sect later..."

Yi Tianhe gritted her teeth and said, "I've already started. I can't give up halfway. We have to get both this monster and the spiritual herb."

What makes this secret realm different from other places is that it has a particularly unethical rule.

There is a limit to the amount of medicine its mustard bag can carry.

Otherwise, the big sects would be able to fight to the death by bringing in a bunch of medicine.

Yi Tianhe and the others brought a lot of elixirs, but they basically kept them to guard against cultivators from other sects.

They cooperated with Song Jiulai because they saw that Song Jiulai was here alone, and they felt that the chances of winning were very high with two against one.

Yes, the two of them had no intention of splitting it equally with Song Jiulai.

When they have almost exhausted all their strength, the two of them will join forces to drive Song Jiulai out of the secret realm.

In the secret realm, everyone is here to rob things. As long as the other party is not killed by their own sect, it’s okay. Anyway, the other party will be rescued.

Seeing that Song Jiulai had burned a gap in the spider silk, the shit-eating Nine Nether Spider saw that Song Jiulai was difficult to deal with, so it turned more spider silk to attack them.

Yi Tianhe's pressure suddenly doubled.

Since the two of them didn't intend to try their best, they naturally had to withstand the pressure.

Lu Rufeng's eyes darkened, and he shouted, "Brother Song, please help me! Can you attract its attention? I have a way."

Song Jiulai turned around and looked over here, and said loudly: "Okay!"

After saying that, he moved towards them, and two huge fireballs burned over, and Lu Rufeng's pressure was immediately reduced.

Yi Tianhe was a little surprised.

Is this monk so upright?

She rolled her eyes and unexpectedly felt a rare pang of guilt.

If this creates a deadly feud...

But the secret realm has always been like this. It would be better to find a way to let the Nine Nether Food Spider kill him out.

Song Jiulai is already asking players to help him buy fourth-level medicine.

The system also reminded her: "This secret realm seems to have a limit on the number of elixirs. You should return some second-level ones."

Song Jiulai now carries a lot of second-level pills with him.

But her cultivation has improved now, and the effect of the second-level pills is not as good as before, so she needs to supplement with third-level ones.

But the third level is too expensive.

Before, Song Jiulai had been stingy and saved up for two pills, but now he had just made a fortune, and it was unknown how long the secret realm would last, so of course he would grab as much as he could and was willing to spend money on medicine.

The price of a fourth-level blood-replenishing pill is already one medium-grade spirit stone, and the price of a qi-replenishing pill is double that, two medium-grade spirit stones.

One directly full state.

Even if the effect of eating multiple pills overflows, the Song wine can remain full.

It doesn't matter that it's expensive. It has top-notch effects for the current late stage of Qi Refining, and is basically a luxury that can be used by cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage.

and……

She always felt that these two people had sneaky eyes and bad intentions.

Don't ask her why she feels this way, because she is always on guard in her heart.

It would be best if they didn't do anything. If they did...

As soon as the players saw that the sect leader needed to buy a large amount of medicine, they knew that she might be fighting. In addition, they were near Wang'an County, so they bought some third-level Qi-replenishing pills and several fourth-level Qi-replenishing pills. Han Tian also bought a few more for her from the Taohua Sect.

The people at the pharmacy in Wang'an County were not without suspicion. The owner of the pharmacy said with a nonchalant smile: "Your sect's business has been good recently. You can even buy fourth-level pills."

Fan Guzhou, who came to buy medicine, said as if it was a matter of course: "Of course, many of our sect's disciples have gone to the First Mountain for training, and all my spiritual wine has been sold to Liuxian City."

When the pharmacy owner heard this, he no longer had any doubts.

No wonder.

Fan Guzhou's spirit wine business is indeed booming. He has been doing this for so long, and the boss still knows how rich he is.

It is said that the Taohua Sect has also started selling it there.

However, he still said: "Your second and third levels in the middle stage of Qi Refining are enough, it would be a bit of a waste to buy a fourth level."

Fan Guzhou said without blinking, "We plan to go to the Cave Demon Valley to train for a long time, so we need to ask a Foundation Establishment cultivator for help."

The boss suddenly understood.

The Changsheng Sect really knows how to do business.

However, it is too extravagant to use fourth-level elixirs to treat monks.

But this is a virtuous cycle.

Look at the disciples of other sects, how bold they are.

Many independent cultivators do not dare to fight as hard as the Changsheng Sect.

But these disciples are always weird.

The pharmacy owner narrowed his eyes. After all, he was just a casual cultivator who opened a branch in Wang'an County. This was how his life would be. The more he talked, the more mistakes he would make.

Song Jiulai put eight fourth-level pills and more than a dozen third-level pills in the bag.

Now I feel a little relieved.

The cooperation with Lu Rufeng and the others was quite tacit. We all fought monsters frequently. Although the Nine Nether Food Spider was fast, we could defeat it as long as they could react.

The Nine Nether Food Spider released two waves of spider silk in succession, and its strength dropped significantly. Song Jiulai also swallowed a third-level Qi-replenishing pill to replenish his lost spiritual energy.

However, Lu Rufeng and Yi Tianhe had no intention of swallowing it.

They still need to keep their pills, so they should save as much as possible now.

Seeing Song Jiulai replenishing his medicine nonchalantly, the two men became even more alert.

Although I don’t know who he is, the fourth-level spiritual herb and the corpse of the Nine Nether Food Spider are both good things and I can’t possibly give them up.

At this time, outside the water mirror, the fight between the Blood Prison Sect and the Extreme Saint Sect finally ended. The two disciples of the Extreme Saint Sect and the Blood Prison Sect were kicked out respectively, spitting blood and were taken away by the gloomy-faced elders.

Shui Jing immediately turned the scene to Song Jiulai.

Seeing the scene of the three people working together to fight the third-level monster, some people exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey, isn't that Lu Rufeng and Yi Tianhe?"

"The wicked couple from Taixuan Sect, huh?"

"...Isn't this monk they're working with the same ugly creature we saw before?"

"Three cultivators fighting a Nine Nether Food Spider, oh and a fourth-level spiritual herb, how do we divide it?"

"Which sect is this cultivator from? If he runs into these two, isn't he doomed?"