Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 356 The Future of the Six Sects is Dark

Ever since the rookie 'Old Thing''s top account and the Little Monk were killed, Meeme has lost contact with it.

All the contacts were left unread and unanswered, and some only had cold automatic replies.

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"Why do you think it's so hard for me to borrow some points? If the old man was here, he would have arranged it for me long ago."

Meow Meow spread his hands, indicating that this was the way things were.

"But if the old thing is lost, then what's going on with Nadutong now?" Zhang Ze looked at the furnishings in the room, somewhat puzzled.

No matter whether it was the secret visit last night or the meeting now, that inexplicable power still loomed over Nadutong and never disappeared for a moment.

And Meeme's big book is still functioning as usual.

"The old man said this is called automatic operation. No matter if any accident happens to either me or it, this model or plan can continue to run as usual.

“So when the old thing is gone, the book will still work, and Nadutong will continue to operate as usual until it returns.

"And when I'm gone, the certified people will become the new Baa-Baa and continue to serve the old ones."

Meow Meow found a pillow, sat on it with her legs crossed and said.

From what MeeMee said, she and the 'old thing' both exist independently of this system, one is an executor and the other is an administrator.

No matter who is gone, there will be a successor to fill the vacancy.

But if that's the case, then what's going on with everything?

It is not an automatic response without an administrator, and still retains some subjective initiative, but it is not as lively as the "old guy".

And never communicate with myself.

Weird.

Zhang Ze thought for a while and stopped worrying about his family affairs. He looked at Meeme and asked.

"So, what exactly is that plan you and the old man have, and where did you come from?"

After hearing what Zhang Ze said, Mee Mee spread her hands again and said, "I don't know."

She jumped down from the small pillow and paced back and forth on the table with her hands behind her back.

"That's what I wanted to ask you. Since the things in the box are yours, you might really be my predecessor. So what did you do back then?"

Zhang Ze was a little embarrassed. "If I knew, why would I come here to find you?"

Meow Meow, "That's right."

For a moment, both of them fell silent.

Zhang Ze's arrival happened to be at a coincidence. Meeme had just had her memory erased by the old man, and she remembered nothing. Meanwhile, the 'old man' who had a mouth and could talk had disappeared.

While thinking, Zhang Ze harassed his whole body, hoping that he could also speak like the old man.

They must all have some connection with the old thing, otherwise one would keep the box and the other would not keep the key.

But the system remained silent and just kept popping up pop-ups.

Zhang Ze looked at the pop-up window and suddenly exclaimed.

[Mission: Eliminate Evil] [Mission objective: Kill that bald guy]

The task called "Eliminating Evil" has been occupying the top spot on this system page like a plaster since last night.

And he remembered that Meeme seemed to have said that the old man disappeared because of this mission called eliminating disasters.

Is this a hint to myself?
Or take it.

Zhang Ze reluctantly clicked accept.

However, the next second after Zhang Ze confirmed it, everything froze, and then there was a ding sound, and the screen turned blue.

It’s time to stop.

"You shouldn't be so happy, I haven't done any missions in about half a year, that's all."

While waiting for the system to restart, Zhang Ze asked Meeme.

"By the way, Meow Meow, you said before that when you were fighting with the little monk, there was a black handprint on his back, right? The kind with a finger missing."

Mee Mee thought about it, then nodded, "Yes, there is a palm print on the monk's back. What's wrong?"

"No wonder." Zhang Ze felt troubled when he thought that this gentleman was also involved.

Although the little monk looks easy to talk to, he is actually a very stubborn and reckless person, and a half-hidden troublemaker.

In addition to the principle that blackening makes one three times stronger, the little monk is controlled by Emperor Xiao Jing's hand, so he is really in danger at this time.

Speaking of Emperor Xiao Jing, Zhang Ze recalled an old story he had discussed with Yu Shulou before.

I heard from Lou Lou that in his later years, Emperor Xiao Jing once considered exchanging the land of the East China Sea and southern Yunnan for the territory of the demon tribe in the north.

But because it was too outrageous, the matter was eventually left unresolved.

If Xiao Jing's goal has always been the system
"The North."

As he recited these two words, Zhang Ze remembered the ancient demon city he had just seen in A Li's belly, as well as the Nadutong in the ancient city.

He found two threads in the tangled mess he had left behind.

One thread end is the little monk's bald head. He should be mixed with Xiao Jingdi's fairy palm at this time. If we find him, we can probably find the "old thing" and then ask him about his own secrets.

The second thread goes all the way north to Baidi City, the capital of the demon clan, to find the secret that he had buried in the past in one go.

Zhang Ze shared his thoughts with Mimi, and his suggestion was to go directly to Baidi City.

Firstly, the matter of the little monk and the cactus could be handed over to the Six Sects. Secondly, the matter of Baidi City could only fall on the shoulders of the two of them.

In addition to the fact that the leaders of the human race cannot go to the north because their paths conflict, the second reason is that currently they are the only two people who are not affected by this power of distorted cognition.

After listening to Zhang Ze's suggestion, Meeme, who had turned into a rag doll, scratched her butt in an unbelievable manner.

"Alright, it's not impossible for me to go to the North with you. I'm also quite curious about this matter. So, shall we go now?"

Zhang Ze shook his head. "No rush. I have a lot of acquaintances in the demon tribe. I can get some information in advance. It won't be too late to go there later. Besides, I have to deal with A Li's matter."

After getting Zhang Ze's reply, Meimee made an "oh" sound, then she flew up and patted Zhang Ze's shoulder.

Meow Meow, "Since there is still time, I want to ask you for a favor."

Zhang Ze: "Please speak."

Meow Meow, "Now that the old man is away, teach me the art of fleecing the sheep so I can settle the account first."

Zhang Ze, "?"

As the saying goes, it is difficult to learn good things, but it is easy to learn bad things. Meeme just didn't meet a good teacher like Zhang Ze before.

Under Zhang Ze's guidance, Meeme borrowed some small points again, and then used the big book to exchange for a three-in-one lottery box.

After opening the box, Mee Mee looked at the contents and asked, "How do you do that wool-pulling method you mentioned? Teach me."

Zhang Ze stepped forward and pointed.

“There are three secrets. First, if there is a seam, find the seam; if there is no seam, find the rope. Arrange them first.

"Then, sink your hands to the bottom, scoop gently and lift slowly. This step is the most critical, so don't rush it."

"Finally, the moment you leave the box, remember one thing: hurry."

Under Zhang Ze's guidance, Meeme took out all the treasures in the box during her first trial.

"I'm such a genius." Meow Meow said.

However, after taking out these treasures, Meeme didn't care. She threw the bottles of pills aside indifferently and returned to the big book.

She operated on the big book for a while, and somehow she gave herself two tasks to collect medicinal herbs. Then she wanted to submit the treasures she had just found back, intending to produce and sell them herself, and reverse the electricity meter.

But just as he was about to make a move, he was stopped by Zhang Ze, "Don't worry, there is still room for maneuver."

"Oh, what do you mean? If you have any other good ideas, tell me quickly."

Zhang Ze pointed to the text on the book and said, "It only says to submit one bottle, but it doesn't say what kind of bottle it is, let alone how many pills should be in the bottle."

After saying that, Zhang Ze flipped his hand, and the water condensed into ice. A dozen translucent small bottles appeared in his hand.

"Pack it up first and then hand it in."

If the 'old guy' was still around, this blatant method of stealing chickens would definitely be caught on the spot.

Even those collection tasks that clearly give out points for free will not be given to MeeMee. But unfortunately, it is not here now.

So [Points + 60]

Baa, "Yeah!"

Seeing that this method was feasible, Zhang Ze took out some precious goods from his treasure bag and wanted to give them to Mimi to exchange for points directly.

This also saves some time.

But Meow Meow shook her head to refuse.

She did this just to vent her anger at the old man and to release her own resentment. Her purpose was to take advantage of the old man's absence and take advantage of him.

If Zhang Ze were to pay the money back for her directly, there would be no point in doing so.

Moreover, it is really cool to open the box and draw prizes.

"Hurry up, the next one, the next one. I just saw a flash of red light. It's good to see red. The next big one will definitely come." Baa Mea Fly rubbed his hands.

With the advice of Zhang Ze, the shame of the six clans, Mee Mee reversed the electric meter faster and faster.

Her deficit, which was about to explode, was gradually filled.

While Zhang Ze was teaching Meeme to do bad things, the junior sister also took action.

Old Tang and his men arrived extremely quickly. By this time, they had transformed into the light of righteousness and were standing on the land of Longxukou.

Because this matter was not only related to Emperor Xiao Jing, but also involved an important figure in Buddhism, this time the six sects sent out those who were idle and capable of fighting.

We have to let them move around, otherwise if they stay at home, they will grow mushrooms.

For example, Senior Xiaoxue from Yaowang Valley who turned into a spirit from the Twin Trees Sara, and Fu Ji who was originally a mushroom.

Xiaoxue yawned as she stood at the place where Meeme and the little monk had fought. She felt a little distressed as she looked at the deadly land covering an area of ​​several miles.

"How could such a good forest be destroyed? What a pity."

Xiaoxue had walked around this place several times, but didn't find any useful clues. All traces had been cleaned up.

"How about going back and reporting? No, no, if I go back, there will definitely be new work for me, which is so troublesome. There are so many people coming back, and I am not the only one who can do it. How about..."

Xiaoxue turned her gaze back to the destroyed forest. She planned to spend some time restoring the place to life.

Having made up her mind, Xiaoxue's feet turned into roots and penetrated deep into the earth. At the same time, she waved her hands, and countless sparkling dots flew out from her cuffs.

It's not a magic weapon, but a corrupt girl.

This is a combined skill between master and disciple.

Saki becomes a soldier.

The little corrupt girls flew out from Xiaoxue's sleeves, and once they landed on the ground, they turned into small bulldozers, extending their bodies into fan shapes. They pushed and ate at the same time, and began to clear the black and gray decayed embers on the surface of the ground.

These things are not very nutritious for fuji, but they taste very good, equivalent to spicy snacks.

Wherever the little Fu Ji passed, the black ash was swept away, and translucent light blue mushrooms broke out of the ground.

Only when these mushrooms complete a cycle of growth and decay will the land be truly purified.

With the efforts of the little fujoshi and Xiaoxue's slacking off, the dead air in this area began to dissipate and life began to reappear.

Although this is a good thing, the scene is somewhat weird because the master and disciple are not human.

Not to mention those rapidly growing blue mushrooms that have grown to more than a person's height and exude a cold aura of the underworld, and Fu Ji who has transformed into some kind of land manta ray, Xiao Xue's appearance is also not normal.

She was now half human and half tree, with fine black lines running across her body. Her head, hands, and limbs grew independently, and from a distance, she looked like the soul of someone who had died unjustly and turned into a tree ghost.

Thanks to the efforts of the master and apprentice, this place now looks much more dangerous than before. It has changed from the novice map Ash Forest to the top-level copy Biochemical Hell.

"Slow down, slow down, we take our time to do a good job, stay here a little longer." Xiaoxue, who was completely unaware of her appearance, took root in the earth and had already started basking in the sun in a daze, reminded.

"Okay, Master." The voices of the little fuji girls rose and fell.

……

If someone is slacking off, then naturally someone else will be carrying the heavy burden forward.

Longxukou Auction House is closed today.

The owner of the auction house, Mr. Sanbao, sat timidly in his tea room, accepting the "interrogation".

Because the two people who came to question him looked too strong, Mr. Sanbao had been shaking since they entered the door.

"Name."

The bald, large man standing on the right, who was from Yaowang Valley, ten feet tall, with slightly dark skin, a mixed race of humans and barbarians, and half of his body and face were covered with war marks, asked.

The bald, big guy had a hoarse and low voice, sounding like he had just eaten three pounds of nails that morning.

"To Yu Sanbao." Mr. Sanbao answered honestly.

The bald big guy nodded and looked at his companion.

Standing on the left, a half-demon monk from Buddhism, also ten feet tall, with a tiger head and a human body, stared at Mr. Sanbao with his terrifying eyes.

"Where did you get that hand?"

The man's voice was not hoarse, but full of energy, like a kid who had just eaten a whole truckload of food this morning.

"I got it from...from Handang Mountain. On that day, there was a strange sound, and the hand and the crystal that imprisoned it fell from the sky. I..."

"Ahem." The monk with the droopy eyes and white forehead coughed lightly. "Don't use auction rhetoric to deceive me. I hope you will tell me the truth."

As soon as the Tiger Monk finished speaking, the bald big man over there leaned forward, and a little light flashed from his fingertips, shining on Mr. Sanbao's face.

"There's an old saying in Dongzhou: 'He who knows the current situation is a hero.' I hope you won't lie and tell us the truth."

"I'm not lying. This hand really came from Han Dang Mountain." Mr. Sanbao was in tears.

The tiger monk sighed and turned to look at the big guy beside him. "Alas, monks don't tell lies. Let Brother Li come."

"Well, let me do it then." The bald big guy responded.

Looking at the big guy who had already started to pretend to clench his fists, Mr. Sanbao didn't understand what he meant.

He is a monk and he doesn't tell lies. Why are you clenching your fist?
Seeing that Sanbao was confused, the big guy explained gently.

"Monks don't tell lies, but I'm not a monk, so I can beat up those who tell lies."

Mr. Sanbao, "?"

No, isn't this how Buddhism teaches disciples now? Why is it different from back then?
Just as the big guy was about to go forward and give Mr. Sanbao a muscle massage, the door of the tea room was pushed open from the outside.

A Tianzong senior sister stood at the door and said, "Li Xiaohua! Wu Miao! I asked you to invite Mr. Sanbao, why did it take so long? What are you doing?"

The bald man called Li Xiaohua and the tiger-headed monk named Wu Miao immediately restrained their ferocious looks and turned into sunny and cheerful boys, speaking apologetically to the senior sister with a hoarse voice.

"We hit it off with Mr. Sanbao right away. We felt like we'd known each other for so long. We chatted so happily that we forgot all about time."

Senior Sister Tianzong stared at the two men suspiciously for a while, then looked at Mr. Sanbao.

"Really?"

Mr. Sanbao smiled awkwardly and did not complain.

"Well, we were just talking about how monks don't tell lies. We were having a really fun chat, haha."

Hearing the tone, the Tianzong senior sister knew that there was something fishy, ​​but seeing that Mr. Sanbao was fine, she was too lazy to investigate further. She bowed and saluted Mr. Sanbao.

"I'm sorry, these two people have mental problems. If we have offended you, please forgive us.

"Sir, please follow me. Master and the others have something to ask you."

Seeing this, Mr. Sanbao quickly stood up and returned the greeting, then squeezed sideways between the big guy and the tiger-headed monk.

Mr. Sanbao muttered to himself only after they were far away from the teahouse.

"What kind of people are these disciples of the Six Sects this generation? Sigh, I hope their master is more normal."

Following behind the senior sister from Tianzong, Mr. Sanbao was filled with worry about the future of the Six Sects.

In fact, Mr. Sanbao is not the only one who is worried about the future of the Six Sects.

And Emperor Xiao Jing’s hands.

Behind the Great Wall in the north, in the demon clan's territory, in an ice cave.

Shou Shou looked at the little monk in front of him and felt that this man seemed a little extreme.

(End of this chapter)