Chapter 795

Yi Heng's attitude seemed to surprise the friars around him. The friars who were hiding in the dark were also silenced by his rhetorical questions. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer them.

After two breaths, the friar gave a cold hum and replied with disdain: "9527, do you know what this means?"

Yi Heng had been prepared for the origin of the code. Although he didn't know whether it was correct, he didn't dare to show his timidity at this time, so he answered with confidence:

"naturally, I guess that 95 means the 95th cabin. Isn't it because I'm the 27th one?"

He didn't think he could rank twenty-seven among the fifty-four friars, and he didn't know who numbered them.

"Ha ha, it's true that 95 is the 95th cabin. We all know this from the back, but the 27th doesn't mean you are the 27th person to come in."

Low laughter came from all around, as if they had forgotten where they were and the crisis they were about to face.

As he just woke up, as long as someone can add a little joke to the frozen air, people will not miss the opportunity to laugh.

Perhaps, this can let them reduce the fear of the future, Yi Heng thought to himself.

He recalled that when he woke up, he was lying in the middle of the cabin, and the friars around him had already sat in their fixed positions. He was not sure that he was the twenty seventh person to come in.

"Please help me out!" Since he's not sure, he doesn't argue. At this time, the storage ring is not important. It's important to find out how he got in.

"Ha ha, we all have numbers, but the previous numbers start with the prison number. For example, I'm renju 31, and now it's 9531." The man pauses slightly, as if waiting for him to understand.

"How did I get in? Why did it become ninety-five twenty-seven? "

"Prison No. 27 was killed on the spot because he rebelled and entered the cabin. No. 27 was empty. When you were thrown down, the people above said that they would let you replace No. 27."

"So I was thrown in, so I'm nine five twenty seven?"

"Ha ha, that's right. One of the storage rings is missing this time. They should have missed you. OK, return the storage ring to me."

Yi Heng saw that the friars around him were watching the excitement, and he knew that he could not resist at all. So he did not hesitate. With his index finger on the ring, he flicked it gently into the dark, and the ring shot away.

"Well, it's so crisp. No wonder I can survive!" In the dark, the friar caught the ring in an instant and praised it loudly.

Pop the ring out. When people see that there is no excitement to see, they are pulled back to reality. They all lament and put the divine sense into the ring.

"There's a spirit stone..."

A exclamation reminds me in the cabin, Yi Heng continues to lean towards the wall.

As soon as the cry of surprise rang out, they stopped. They seemed afraid that others would know that there was a spirit stone. They stared at the storage ring in their hands, and their eyes were on guard.

The aura that can be felt by the body comes out from the corner of the cabin. It must be that some friars can't bear the pain of mana exhaustion. They can't wait to take out the spirit stone and absorb the aura.

With the first, then the second, the third.

After a while, the aura became strong in the narrow cabin.

Yi Heng's desire from the bottom of his heart made him suffer as if he had been starving for a long time, but he could not eat a good meal.

He knew that no friar could endure this kind of pain, including the three friars in the cultivation period, so no one would pay attention to him when people absorbed aura.

Therefore, he couldn't help slowly running the skill to absorb the scattered aura in the cabin.

The ninety-nine and eighty-one little golden dragon on Yuanying in Dantian seems to have forgotten the taste of aura for a long time. At this time, as soon as the aura flows into Dantian from the meridians, the little golden dragon rushes to eat aura.

After being moistened by aura, Yuanying's face seems to be rejuvenated and has a little vitality.

Just the vitality on the face just appeared, then it was gloomy again.

He sighed, his eyes in the dark were hungry and thirsty, but he had to close his eyelids.

Just now, people were surprised and took out the spirit stone. They didn't control the aura emission. Once they reacted, how could there be a little bit of aura in the spirit stone to escape?

Sure enough, in a moment, the whole cabin returned to its former appearance, dark and lifeless.

Fifty three friars sat with their knees crossed, holding a spirit stone in both hands, and their bodies were covered with a magic shield. Let alone the aura, even the light of the spirit stone itself became dim.

He looked at the thin friar who was breathing more and more. 9524 was his code name. I didn't know what he had done. It would be the 24th of the group.

Each monk was moistened by aura, and his mana began to become sufficient, and his pale and scared face gradually became ruddy.It seems that I have been fed up with the days without magic power. At this time, a strong breath broke out in the cabin.

"Hiss..."

A harsh voice rang out, and the cloth hanging on the people's bodies were smashed one after another. The injuries on their bodies were obviously recovered under the treatment of aura.

He didn't have to open his eyes to know that the cabin was full of naked people. Even if he was hiding by the wall, he couldn't stop the breath of so many monks.

After the burst, he had only a pair of thin trousers.

Naked upper body, try to hide with the dark as one, after a long hunger get a full meal, generally will have expansion, not only the stomach, along with the thought will also expand.

"The Xuanyuan family is also generous. Although there are not many spirit stones, they can barely use them for three times, which is good."

"Well! Generous? When we were sent to death row and collected all our belongings, how much more than this stone? What's more, if you want to sell us, how much less will it cost? "

"That's right. Since mana is back in its heyday, it's not convenient to kill the Xuanyuan family and escape from being sold?"

"Haha, I also prepared a Taoist suit. Although it's comfortable to be naked, it's really boring among a group of male practitioners. Look at this Taoist suit..."

...

the anger and complaints of the people were as fruitless as before. With the sound of dressing, a simple linen Daofu was put on the people.

"This, this is also called Daofu? I'm afraid the whole piece can't compare with the piece of cloth on my body before. It's a magic weapon. Although it was scratched by a meteorite... "

The complaints rang out again, but no one stopped. In a moment, a neat and unified team appeared in the cabin.

Yi Heng steals an eye to look at 9524, that frail yuan infant period friar.

Since the original broad Taoist costume was broken, he could no longer cover his face. At this time, his magic power was restored, and he put on a complete Taoist costume, which seemed a little pretty.

Of course, if there is no that pair of vicious eyes, it is more like a mortal scholar, where is the appearance of death row?

"Everyone engraves the number on his chest. Of course, if his strength is too weak, the number is optional."

Just as people complained about the material of the new Daofu, a voice came from above.

They immediately stopped and looked up at the four corners of the board.

The voice came from there. Before, I naturally thought that the words above were meant to them, but now I'm not sure, because they are only cabin 95.

"Once again, all the cabin friars."

The frail friar did not hesitate any more. He lowered his head, stretched out his right index finger, and the magic power emerged from his fingertips. He drew on his left chest.

After a breath, four numbers "95, 34" appeared on the front of the chest

Seeing this, the other friars did not dare to hesitate. They raised their hands and waved them one after another. The breath of mana came, and they all had four more numbers on their chest.

Looking into the darkness, Yi Heng saw that on the left chest of the middle-aged friar surnamed Chen was engraved with "9501."

He looked down at his left chest. His chest muscles were as strong as ever. There was no scar from his previous injury. In the meteorite area, his left chest was naturally well protected.

Just really want to carve "9527" on the skin? He was a bit hesitant.

Hesitation was only half a breath, so he made up his mind. Anyway, the man also said that the weak ones were dispensable. Among the 54 monks, the level of self-cultivation should be the last. I think it's reasonable to have no number.

"What are they doing? Is it difficult for us to fight according to the number first, so as to determine how many spirit stones are worth? "

Yi Heng looked at the place where his voice came out, and his eyes went straight to his left chest. He saw "9502" engraved on his left chest.

Other friars, like him, looked at the friar one after another. But with this number, they all looked at his number first. As for his face, it was in the second place.

After looking at the number clearly, they were silent. They did not know whether they were thinking about his guess or whether they knew that "9502" was not to be provoked.

"Fight? Nature is not afraid, but what's the point? Why not let them die in the meteorite zone? " Nine five zero one says no.

"Is cabin 95 as a whole, we need to fight with other cabins, and then the winner can get a good price?" The friars on one side continued to speculate in the direction of fighting.

"No way!" 9501 took the lead in negating, "see cabin 96? There's a half legged monk in Mahayana. "

9503 kept looking up at the four small holes in the ceiling. At this time, he seemed to hear Mahayana awakened with a smile and said: "fight in the cabin, those three people must die first, fight as a whole, they are also the targets of each other's fight, not as good as..."

"It's good to leave their stone behind, and it won't drag us down at the same time."The thin friar next to him wanted to continue to retreat. He just made some moves, but he found that he was close to the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Yi Heng's naked upper body is also tightly attached to the wall. At this time, he feels a little happy in his heart.