Chapter 608

At first, Yang Chen thought that the object to deal with was a guy like the Lord of weak water. When he heard that what to deal with was just a person, Yang Chen didn't worry so much.

"No matter how high your elder martial brother's magic is, it is still a human category." Yang Chen said, "can't we deal with him with the strength of the three of us?"

The monk shook his head and said, "my elder martial brother has entered the semi immortal realm. It's only a matter of time before he becomes a fairy. You don't know how terrible the talent gap is if you don't embark on the path of cultivation."

"The land of half immortals?" When Yang Chen heard of this role, he also sucked a cold breath in his heart. Let alone deal with such people, he hasn't even seen Yang Chen.

"What? Scared? " The millennium old demon said, "if you can drink the spring of destiny, you can become an immortal. Do you need to be afraid of him?"

"You also know to drink the spring of destiny?" Yang Chen said without a word, "you have to drink."

"How can I drink it if I don't defeat his senior brother?" Asked the millennium old demon.

"How can you defeat his senior brother without drinking?" Yang Chen also asked.

The monk listened to the two men arguing, frowned and said, "are you expounding any Buddhist doctrine?"

Both of them immediately shut their mouths and knew that it was pure nonsense to fight like this.

"Forget it, try it reluctantly." Yang Chen said, "I know there is a chance to become an immortal. It would be a pity if I didn't try."

Hearing that Yang Chen is willing to join, the monk and the millennium old demon are still very happy.

"Where is your senior brother?" Yang Chen asked, "take us to see him now."

"No hurry." The monk said, "how easy is it to deal with a Banxian? If we don't have a comprehensive plan, how dare we go rashly? "

When Yang Chen thought about it, he opened his mouth and said, "you've been greedy for the spring of life that day for a long time. You must have figured out your countermeasures?"

The monk nodded: "at present, the preliminary plan is that I will play the family card, get close to my senior brother and chat with him. I will take the opportunity to poison his tea, and then the millennium old demon will appear again to fight with my senior brother and consume part of his mana. I will attack him behind his back. Brother Yang, you appear now. The three of us will do our best and be sure to ask for one shot."

"Yes, if he escapes, recovers his vigilance in the future, and comes to our trouble again, it will be bad." Said the millennium old demon.

"OK, then follow the plan and take us to your senior brother." Yang Chen urged.

"This is the plan, but there are still some problems to be solved." The monk said.

"What problems need to be solved?" Yang Chen asked.

"First of all, my relationship with my martial brother is actually not good. Whether he is willing to calmly catch up with me is unknown." The monk said.

"And then?" Yang Chen asked again. He also felt that there were a lot of problems in it.

"Then I may not succeed in poisoning." The monk said truthfully, "even if I am poisoned, what shall I take to deal with a Banxian?"

"Well, the plan is half dead and can be abandoned." Yang Chen said.

"But the second half of the plan can still be implemented." The millennium old demon said, "however, we have to change our appearance order."

"How?" Yang Chen asked.

"You have deep mana. You should come out first and compete with his senior brother to consume his mana." The millennium old demon said, "when the consumption is almost finished, we two can go again. In this way, with the strength of the three of us, we can certainly deal with his senior brother."

"That's what I mean." The monk said, "brother Yang, your mana is not much worse than my senior brother."

"You two want to pit me, don't you?" Yang Chen said without a word, "do you want me to be the head of injustice? That's a half immortal. It's not much different from me. Why can't I become a half immortal? "

"The cultivation of immortality depends on talent, not spell strength." The monk explained patiently, "only you can tell me that the elder martial brother will fight a long war. We can observe my elder martial brother's flaws from one side and deal with the Banxian. We must start with the flaws."

Yang Chen said, "it's not impossible, but if I find your senior brother too powerful, I'll run away." He believed that no matter how powerful the other party was, how could he compare with his own tumbling cloud in terms of speed?

"Well, of course everything is important to save your own life." The monk also said.

"OK, that's settled." The millennium old demon also agrees.

"Let's go." Now it's the monk's turn to urge.

The three had agreed. Yang Chen got up and was about to turn back along the original road. The monk asked, "I have another exit. Let's go out from there."

"No, my people are still waiting at the door." Yang Chen said.

"I'll pass you a paper crane to tell them." The monk took out a paper crane from his arms and said to Yang Chen, "you say what you want to say to this paper crane. When the paper crane flies out, it will pass your words to your people intact."

"The matter of making a phone call is so troublesome for you monks." Yang Chen muttered.

"No way, I can't even send mana here, let alone human telephone signals." The monk explained.

"No wonder Dapeng and I lose telepathy." Yang Chen sighed and had to simply tell the paper crane about the current situation.

The monk immediately cast a spell and threw it into the air. The paper crane flew out according to the path Yang Chen came just now.

"Let's go." The monk said a word and took the road ahead.

The shortcut laid by the monk was very close. Before walking for ten minutes, the three came to a mountain entrance. Looking from here, it was very empty.

"My elder martial brother is on a mountain within a hundred miles." The monk said, "he trained himself in a Taoist temple. I don't know how many disciples he took. We must be careful during our trip."

"All right, I see." Yang Chen and the millennium old demon echoed. The monk jumped into the air, and a lotus seat seal was born at his feet. He sat cross legged on it and flew forward.

The millennium old demon blew a breath into the air and formed a black fog. He also jumped on the black fog and chased the monk.

"These two people's flying skills are not as good as mine." Yang Chen hummed. He drove a somersault cloud and soon caught up with them.

The monk looked at Yang Chen's somersault cloud and said with envy: "it is said that there is a somersault cloud in the monkey king, but one somersault can turn 18000. I don't know how far you can turn, brother Yang?"

"This is my tumbling cloud." Yang Chen replied.