Chapter 121 (1/2)
As soon as the Jiulong tripod came out, these people had never seen such a scene. Some brave people came forward to look at the Jiulong tripod, while some brave people hid behind and dared not come forward.
Chen Jianwen looked at the tripod in front of him and said faintly, ”is this the magic weapon of a monk?” Chen Jianwen's text is a hunter who has no struggle with the world, but the pain of losing his wife and children makes him dream of becoming a monk to avenge his wife and children.
Po stood up and said, ”it's successful. Everyone will relax later. I'll take you into this tripod and take you out.”
”Ah, the tripod is so small that it can only hold two or three people. There are so many people here. How can you take us out?”
In the eyes of ordinary people, this Jiulong tripod can only enter two or three people.
Po said with a smile, ”you don't have to worry about this. I said you can. You just need to relax. Well, I'm going to start.”
”That's all right. Anyway, staying here will be death sooner or later. It's better to let you toss around. Maybe you can really save us all. Don't worry, little brother. We're not afraid of death. Come on.”
Po smiled, called Bruce Lee out, and said, ”Bruce Lee, look at the door and protect the Dharma for me.”
”OK, by the way, boss, why can't I contact you these days? I'm suffocating in the tripod.”
”I'll tell you another day that the situation is urgent. Save these people first and then talk about others.”
Bruce Lee seems to be aware of the importance of the matter, and he doesn't ask any more. He shrinks and guards at the door of the dungeon.
These ordinary people were surprised to see Bruce Lee, especially Chen Jianwen. His eyes were full of hatred. His wife and children died in the hands of monsters.
”You don't have to worry. It's my partner and won't hurt you. Well, I really started.”
Po made a handprint. Suddenly, there was a strong attraction on the Jiulong tripod, which took all these ordinary people into the Jiulong tripod. After all, just an hour passed. Looking at the empty dungeon, Po smiled. If Huang Qiusheng saw that the dungeon was empty, he would spit blood angrily.
”Bruce Lee, go.”
Bruce Lee turned into a finger, turned into Po's sleeve, and followed Po out of the dungeon.
Seeing Po coming out, the two monks in the golden elixir realm also said hello to Po.
When he got out of the dungeon, a Bao walked outside the tianwo sect. He had only three hours. He had to find Li Gu and them within three hours, otherwise the old monster would wake up from practice and find that a Bao was not in the sect, it would be over.
Tianwo sect, no one dared to stop a Bao. A Bao went out of the sect door smoothly and rushed down the mountain. When a Bao went out of the tianwo sect door, the two golden elixirs found that the people in the dungeon were missing and hurriedly reported to the sect leader.
Huang Qiusheng was furious and said, ”you, waste, waste, don't go and get it back for me quickly. It disappeared for no reason.”
”Newspaper, patriarch, spies came to report and found Liu Yibao hurried down the mountain.”
”Hmm? No, hurry up.” Huang Qiusheng knows the Liuyun tower on a Bao. It's a magic weapon that can hold living creatures. It's just because of the old monster. Otherwise, with the character of Huang Qiusheng, Huang Tiesheng and his son, he would have taken away the magic weapon from a Bao long ago.
”The boy has the magic weapon that can hold living creatures. The writer must have been taken away by him. Yes, no, I have to tell my father.”
Huang Tiesheng was also greatly surprised when he got the news. It was the master who refined the elixir. He would open the furnace to refine the elixir tomorrow. This man disappeared. The master blamed him. Even if he killed them, it was possible.