Chapter 140 Mingjiao Copy

At about the hour, the three of them had already gathered in the square at Jinshui Bridgehead...

"What copy to brush tonight?" Since you want to brush the dungeon, you will certainly want to touch the game settings. You will take the initiative to say: "I suggest you brush the simplest and most difficult copies of the Red Flower Society and the World Society. After brushing, you will consider other sect dungeons."

Fang Jie smiled helplessly and said, "I went in the Red Flower Society, Tiandi Society and Huashan Sect last night. I haven't had 48 hours yet, so I can't go today. I suggest you try the other four sects of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and go to the Taishan Sect to see, how about it?" Obviously, after Fang Jie tasted the sweetness in the Huashan Sect, he felt that the copies of the other four sects should not be a big problem.

"Five Mountain Sword Sect..." Canjian thought for a few seconds and nodded, "It's okay, but the difficulty of these sects is medium, so we can only go back halfway." After saying this, he turned his gaze to Jinglin.

"I'm whatever I want." Jinglin naturally had no objection.

Fang Jie nodded and said nothing. The three of them walked straight towards Jinshui Bridge. Without taking two steps, they suddenly heard someone shouting behind him: "Canjian? Are you Cangjian? Hahaha, why did you, the eunuch, come to our Beggars' Sect?"

The three of them couldn't help but look back and saw that the person who was calling was a disciple of the Beggars' Sect. Judging from the patches on their bodies, it was no different from the current Beggars' Sect players. They were also seven bags of disciples, but next to that person, there was an eight bag of disciples of the Beggars' Sect standing. In other words, players who can now be promoted to the eight bags of disciples of the Beggars' Sect. I'm afraid that ten people in the Beggars' Sect can't find, so the person around them is obviously one of the experts in the Beggars' Sect.

Canjian was stunned for a moment and then reacted, turned around and went forward. He hugged the man and laughed, "Who am I talking about it? It turns out to be Brother Calcium Pieces!"

"Calcium tablets? Have you been deficient in calcium since childhood?" Fang Jie and Jinglin couldn't help but look at the man in confusion for a long time, but from the head to the feet, from the left to the right, they didn't think that the man had any connection with the calcium tablets. On the contrary, the man had a tiger-back and a bear-back look on his face. The tattered beggar's costume seemed to be broken by him, and there were muscles on his thick arms, which seemed to contain infinite power.

"Hahaha, yes!" The Beggar Gang disciple nicknamed "Calcium Tablets" was not angry and laughed loudly: "I really didn't expect to meet you here, and I didn't expect you to come to our Beggar Gang, hahaha..."

At this time, except for Canjian and that person, no one knew that "calcium tablets" were laughing while sending a message to Canjian: "Why did you run away from my Beggars' Sect? Didn't the poster define the territory? Didn't you find a suitable person in the Huashan Sect? You ran away from my Beggars' Sect to grab people? I can warn you. Even if you come to my Beggars' Sect, you are not allowed to learn the martial arts of my Beggars' Sect before reincarnation. That would violate the agreement. Don't blame me for beating your report!"

The Canjian did not learn internal skills, so he naturally could not transmit the voice to the secret. He had to shout loudly: "I have a miserable life. I accidentally judged the master. Now I am gangster under the Beggars' Sect first, so I learned a hearsay. This is not a martial arts, right? Hahaha. Come on, let me introduce it. This is my brother, Fang Jie! This is Jinglin."

Obviously, Canjian’s words revealed two meanings. One is to explain that he did not learn the martial arts of the Beggars’ Sect. As for the hearsay, it was just an auxiliary skill, so it was not considered a violation of the “protocol” mentioned by the calcium tablets.

The second meaning is very obvious. When Canjian introduced Fang Jie, he specifically emphasized it and emphasized the word "brother". In fact, he was telling the other party that this person was chosen by him.

"Calcium Pieces" After hearing Canjian's words, the expression on his face seemed to be much more relaxed. But after glanced at Fang Jie with a squint glance, he couldn't help but be stunned. He soon laughed again, covered up, came to Fang Jie, and clasped his fists and said, "Being the lower beggar, Canjian's good friend, has met Brother Fang!"

"Haha!" Fang Jie and Jinglin also smiled and hugged him and then realized that the reason why this person was called "calcium tablet" by the Canjian was because of his name.

However, the two of them didn't know that when Beggar Beggar said this, they were sending a secret message to the Cancelled Sword: "You really found a top-notch one. You are actually a waste of martial arts, awesome! But... hahaha, you must be out of luck!"

At this time, Canjian was looking at the person beside the calcium tablets. He didn't care when he heard the other party laughing at him like this. He knew very well that the skill level of the Beggar's Beginner's hearsay must be not low, so he could see Fang Jiedi's basic information at a glance. He laughed strangely twice and said, "Barring, are you also introducing your friend?"

"Oh!" The beggar among the beggars patted his forehead and quickly pulled the eight-bag disciple of the Beggars' Sect beside him to everyone. Just as he was about to introduce him to everyone, the man smiled and took the initiative to clasp his fists at everyone and said, "I have seen you all!" (Shangguan Haoran, a guest star for readers)

"Tsk, it's not bad!" Canjian exclaimed twice, but his eyes kept glancing at the beggar among the beggars: "This brother is actually the eight-bag disciple of the Beggars' Sect, which is a gratifying congratulation!"

Obviously, the "happy and congratulatory" of Canjian was said to the Beggar Beggar, because you don't need to guess that the Beggar Beggar, who is also an envoy, should have chosen this person as his support object.

The beggar among the beggars naturally understood what Canjian meant. He laughed a few times and was considered as a default, then changed the topic and said, "What? Are you here to brush the dungeon? It just so happens that there are five of us in total, so we can brush together!"

After hearing this, Canjian turned his gaze to Fang Jie, and Fang Jie smiled and thought that his purpose was nothing more than to practice disguise, so he said unconsciously: "I will do whatever I want, or I will do it together. However, if you are doing your martial arts in a low level, don't blame me for dragging you back after you're done."

"Haha, Brother Fang is really good at joking." Shangguan Haoran looked at Fang Jie carefully and smiled: "Since everyone is friends, I'll be dissatisfied with these words... By the way, what copy Brother Fang is going to brush?"

Fang Jie smiled calmly and said, "Prepare to brush the simplest copy of the Taishan School. Hahaha, don't look at me like this, that's the truth. Of course. If Brother Haoran wants to brush the higher level dungeon, I'm willing to accompany you."

"Hahaha, OK!" Shangguan Haoran patted Fang Jie's shoulder generously and said, "Brothers are brave! Why don't we go and brush the Ming Cult copy at the difficult level?"

"Mingjiao? Difficult level?"

Fang Jie was stunned. He had no idea about the Ming Cult copy. However, since the other party said that, he didn't ask much. He was about to agree, but the sword on the side suddenly laughed strangely and said, "Barring... OK. Ming Cult, OK! One of the six top dungeons, and it's still difficult. Brother Haoran is indeed a master of art and brave!"

Obviously, although Canjian’s words were praising Shangguan Haoran, they were actually hinting Fang Jie that the difficulty of this dungeon was not average. If you don’t have confidence, it would be better not to agree. If you die once, it would be unpaid.

"Hahaha." Shangguan Haoran smiled modestly and said, "I can only fight to the middle of the mountain. I really want to rush to the top of Guangming. I don't have the ability. I just want to make some contributions to the sect and get some broken articles."

"Don't waste time, which copy to go to?" The beggar on the side seemed a little impatient. He glanced at Canjian first, then turned his gaze to Fang Jie and stared at the other party. Obviously, the beggar's beggar hoped that the other party would agree. In this way, after entering the dungeon, he could find out what the person chosen by Canjian was as strong as the strength of the person.

Fang Jie carefully observed Shangguan Haoran for a while, and confirmed that the other party proposed this copy but did not intend to make things difficult for him. So he nodded and smiled, "Then go to the Ming Cult copy. I haven't been there yet. Haha, I hope Brother Haoran can take more responsibility later."

"That's natural!" Shangguan Haoran was not polite and said to everyone with confidence: "As long as you can follow my arrangements, I will guarantee that you will not be in trouble..."

Before Shangguan Haoran finished speaking, the broken sword on the side interrupted with great ashamed: "I'm afraid that we will delay your leveling!"

"Hahaha, how could that happen!" The beggar among the beggars acted like a "bold" look and said, "It's just one night, what can it delay? If you say that, you just don't treat me as a friend! Brother Haoran, do you think so?"

Shangguan Haoran nodded: "That's natural! Your friend is my friend!"

Can Jian rolled his eyes and simply stopped saying a word. Fang Jie naturally knew that Can Jian Jian was considering what he said. After looking at the other party gratefully, he said to Shangguan Haoran: "Let's go in now."

Shangguan Haoran nodded with a smile, as if to calm the other party's heart, he patted Fang Jie on the shoulder again, and then he took the lead in walking towards the Jinshui Bridge in the middle. Fang Jie behind him shook his head and smiled disconcertedly, followed quickly, and Jinglin followed closely behind.

As for Canjian and Beggar Beg, they glared at Xiaoyan for a few seconds without admitting their consent.

After entering the Ming Cult copy, everyone's eyes lit up. The copy was in broad daylight. The place where it was located was the eastern foot of Kunlun, looking at the vast sky, the white clouds were lingering in the east, the fertile fields in the east, the vast sky of Chu, the towering mountains to the west, and the winding thousands of miles. The Ming Cult, which had been dominating the martial arts world for eight hundred years, is located among these mountains.

Fang Jie looked around and was at the foot of the mountain. A stone tablet was erected on the side of the road, indicating that the Ming Cult is going west, but it was the Kunlun Sect who went straight up. Seeing this, he couldn't help but wonder, thinking about how there were two sect bases in a copy?

Seeing Fang Jie's expression a little confused, Shangguan Haoran pointed to the road up the mountain: "Going up here is the Kunlun Sect base, but we entered the copy of the Ming Cult, so there was no one on it." Speaking of this, he pointed to a path leading to the dense forest to the west and said: "From this direction and pass through the woods, it is the Ming Cult."

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Shangguan Haoran did not talk nonsense and led everyone to the woods to the west. Not long after, the pine forest gradually opened up, and a wide stone path appeared in front of him, leading straight ahead. A few cypress trees were planted sparsely along the path, but they looked tall and tall, magnificent mansion like dragons.

"Everyone is careful!" Walking out of the pine forest, Shangguan Haoran reminded everyone behind him, and rushed out. Fang Jie looked up and saw three groups and five groups of seventy or eighty Ming Cult gangs sitting around under the cypress tree. The leader was a wide and fat old man wearing a white cloth robe.
Chapter completed!