The Most Outstanding Anchor Immortal Cultivation System

Chapter 88
Wang Zheng took out his Huawei phone and looked at it. The date was June 2016, 6.

This is the date on the earth, the year is basically useless, Wang Zheng has locked the year as a commemoration of coming to Lingmeng Continent.

There are still 25 days left in the secret realm, that is, you must go out on the 30th, or you will have to stay here for ten years.

Just as he was thinking, a system notification sound suddenly came from his mind.

Ding!The system releases the main task: "Explore the Hall of Organs"!Every time you successfully break through a layer, you will be rewarded with 5000 exploration points!No penalty for failure!
I actually received the mission, and it's a long-lost mainline mission!

This hall is by no means simple!
Every time you successfully pass through a floor, it means that there are more than one floor in the organ palace!
Breaking through one floor will reward you with 5000 exploration points, which means it's extremely difficult!
Wang Zheng's heart moved, and he asked aloud: "Master, have you been here before?"

"No!" Sikonghun denied it straight away, "When the old man roamed the mainland, there was no secret realm of Dangyue Mountain."

"I guess it was when the old man was trapped." Mu Wantian smiled wryly.

It seems that there is no experience to learn from, so we can only be cautious and take one step at a time!

A hundred years ago, the eight Qi-gathering pinnacle disciples of the Nine Tang Sect all fell to the ground. They must not be taken lightly!
Wang Zheng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Come in!"

Grab the machete and walk through the gate first!
Chun He, Zheng Xueqi and Tang Tiantian gave each other an encouraging look, and followed them in.

Wu Tuntian is big, and the gap in the door is a bit narrow for him.

Pushing the door hard, it didn't move at all, so I had to lean sideways, suck in my stomach and forcefully squeeze in.

Liang Xinru held hands with Pan Xiaojing and hurried in.

Huo Jiao hesitated for a moment, thinking that there was no way out, he bit the bullet and floated through the door.

Everyone stood in the empty hall, it was so dark that they couldn't see anything clearly.

Only a dark wind of unknown origin was blowing head-on, adding to the mysterious and eerie atmosphere.

Everyone took out the bright flashlight and found that it was just a drop in the bucket.

Except for the exit behind him, the light of the flashlight seemed to be swallowed up, and nothing could be illuminated from other positions!
weird!

"Master..." Wang Zheng said.

"It's your trial, not the old man's trial!" Sikong Soul interrupted unceremoniously, "The old man will only act when your lives are threatened or in great danger!"

Wang Zheng's expression froze: "Yes! Master taught you the right thing!"

Everyone else was feeling slightly depressed, Senior Sikong actually said that there was a threat to his life, is this really a place for gas-gathering layer disciples?

"Sweet, magic lamp!" Wang Zheng shouted.

"Oh," the little witch was so nervous that she was a little distracted, and hurriedly took out a few magic lamps to inject spiritual energy.

Swipe, the magic lamp lights up, but it only illuminates a small area around it, and more of it is boundless darkness.

Wang Zheng noticed that a group of people were nervous and even fearful.

This is just coming in, it can't go on like this!

dynamo?There's not enough wind here.

searchlight?It can be stronger than a flashlight. The strange thing is that the light will be sucked away by the darkness, but it probably won't be able to illuminate the whole audience.

Flares?Try it.

Wang Zheng bought a launcher and seven military flares from the super self-selection market, and equipped each person with one.

After a brief introduction, he ordered: "Launch!"

"Boom bang bang..."

The seven people fired flares in different directions, and the projectiles dragged dazzling white light into the distance!

After a few breaths, the military flares exploded, illuminating the hall as bright as day.

Everyone finally saw the appearance of the hall clearly.

Twenty huge stone pillars stand majestically, supporting the top more than ten feet high.

The ground is bumpy and uneven, and I don't know if there are any secret passages.

Most conspicuously, there seemed to be a pile of cargo boxes or something in the far corner.

A few damaged places were illuminated by flares, and they turned yellow.

"What's that? Is it gold?" The little witch was very sensitive to shiny things, and almost ran over to check it out desperately.

"Damn, you're crazy!" Wang Zheng grabbed her with sharp eyes and quick hands, "Do you think this is your back garden?!"

Only then did Tang Tiantian come to her senses, and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

The 40-second effect of the flare ended, and the hall fell into darkness again.

How to do?
You don't have to buy flares all the time!
While everyone was trying to find a way, Wang Zheng bought two more flares and gave them to Chun He and Zheng Xueqi: "Did you pay attention to the position of the stone pillars just now? Aim at the two nearest ones and launch them!"

Everyone didn't understand what it meant, and the second daughter fired the flare based on the impression just now.

Just when the white light was shining on the pillar, Wang Zheng moved both hands together, and each played a simplified version of "Fire Dragon Three-cracked Palm".

Just hearing the sound of "噗" and "噗", everyone felt their eyes light up.

It turned out that at the position where the stone pillar was more than two feet away from the ground, there was a simple and simple lantern.

"Wow, Brother Zheng is getting better and better! That's fine too!" The big guy exclaimed.

Wang Zheng smiled, and wanted to say a few words of modesty, but heard "this is fine" "this is fine"...

A series of muffled voices.

"Your tooth cavity is so big, you still have an echo?"

However, the big Wu Tuntian looked dull, and replied: "Brother Zheng, I just said one thing."

what's the situation?
Everyone immediately sensed something was wrong and looked around vigilantly.

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and seven men with axes came out from the shadows in the distance.

They all look like big Wu Tuntian!
The same gentle eyes and the same generous smile made the hearts of Wang Zheng and the others chill.

"Brother Zheng, these guys are definitely not me!" Wu Tuntian shouted with wide-eyed eyes.

"Know!" Wang Zheng ordered, "Get ready to meet the enemy!"

A group of people knew that the other party was the fake Wu Tuntian, but they still felt awkward and weird in their hearts, and hesitated to attack.

The seven big men had silly smiles on their faces, but the axes in their hands were unambiguous, and they slashed down fiercely in the air!

Only then did Wang Zheng and the others raise their weapons to fight back.

After a fight, it was discovered that the opponent, like Wu Tuntian, was also at the second level of Qi Gathering.

Except for Wang Zheng who was superior, the others were evenly matched.

Although Liang Xinru and Pan Xiaojing are at the third level of Qi Gathering, but lack of actual combat experience, they can only withstand it.

In order to avoid nights and dreams, Wang Zheng forcibly overcame the strange feeling in his heart, and finished the opponent with a move of condensing the fire finger, and then took out the other five opponents one by one.

The six fake big guys turned into dots and disappeared.

Only two Wu Tuntians, real and fake, were left on the scene, "hanging, slamming, slashing" with their axes constantly slashing, evenly matched, and the fight was exhilarating.

"Where did the monster come from, how dare you impersonate your Grandpa Wu!" one of them roared angrily.

"Where did the monster come from, I dare to impersonate you, Grandpa Wu!" The other also roared angrily.

Chun He and the others were stunned, and even Liang Xinru and Pan Xiaojing, who had been with the big guy for several days and nights and thought they knew each other, were dumbfounded.

"Wang Zheng, do you have a way to tell who is real and who is not?" Zheng Xueqi asked anxiously.

"Hehe, have you forgotten how I identified the two sisters Mu Qianqian and Mu Fenfen at the mercenary guild in Xiliang City?" Wang Zheng replied confidently.

"Oh, I remembered!" Zheng Xueqi was stunned, and Chun He felt relieved after hearing this.

The little witch didn't believe it: "Brother Zheng, can you do it?"

Wang Zheng's face froze: "Never say that your man is not good... look at me!" He strode over and shouted: "Tun Tian, ​​back off!"

Both Wu Tuntian, true and false, retreated at the same time, and there was no trace of abnormality.

Everyone secretly admired it, and they didn't know whether it was the fake hunk who had good acting skills, or the designer of this mechanism was too good!

Wang Zheng first threw a favor detection skill at the big guy on the left.

Ding!Favor detection skill successful!The target Wu Tuntian's favorability for the explorer is 99%!

Well, the one on the left is true.

The one on the right is obviously fake.

To be on the safe side, let's verify it.

Ding!Favor detection skill successful!The puppet's favorability for the explorer on the first floor of the Hall of Fame is negative 80%!

Wang Zheng sneered, and directly cast the "Fire Dragon Three-crack Palm" on the organ puppet on the right!
The organ puppet finally stopped being calm, and his face changed drastically.

However, it was too late to react and resist, and was directly hit by the majestic attack, and disappeared after a scream.

Tang Tiantian clapped her hands excitedly and shouted: "Brother Zheng is awesome, smart and powerful!"

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that they had passed a test, but the next moment, their hearts suddenly tugged.

Because several voices came into everyone's ears: "Smart and powerful!" "Smart and powerful!"...

Turning his head to look, seven cute little witches jumped out of the darkness with daggers in their hands!
Mag machine!
Everyone was cursing in their hearts, but at the same time bit the bullet and continued to work... Bah bah, continue to fight against the fake Tang Tiantian.

It was another fight, but fortunately, Tang Tiantian only had the strength of the second level of Qi Gathering, and Wang Zheng basically took down the seven puppets by himself.

Everyone wiped their sweat, thinking that this place is really evil!
Just as Wang Zheng was about to say something, Chunhe and Zheng Xueqi covered his mouth with their hands at the same time, shaking their heads desperately!

The meaning is obvious: brother, please don't talk...

Wang Zheng also reacted, and was afraid for a while.

Ma De, if you really recruit seven fake selves, seven masters of solid veins!
That's a shit!
The whole team pissed directly!

Wang Zheng nodded to show that he understood, and the two girls let go of their hands.

Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

Now they didn't dare to speak anymore, and all seven of them became masters of sign language and lip language, like a group of deaf-mute grave robbers doing some shady deeds in the dark.

Wang Zheng tiptoed to the front, fearing that there might be some mechanism on the bumpy ground.

The others were also trembling, shrinking their heads, and looking around, just like a group of Japanese devils who used to steal landmines in China, quietly sneaked into the village, no need to shoot!
Wang Zheng explored the way carefully, and continued along the two pillars where the lanterns had just been lit.

Every time you come to a new pillar, use the flare and the simplified version of the three-cleft palm of the fire dragon to light the wind lantern.

The more the lanterns were lit, the more the hall became brighter.

After lighting up twenty pillars in a row, I encountered a pillar without a wind lamp.

Wang Zheng circled the pillar a few times, feeling a little weird.

Could there be a problem with this pillar?

Ask others in sign language: "Did you count how many pillars were here when the flares were fired just now?"

Wu Tuntian was a little careless, shaking his head to express that he didn't count.

Chun He thought for a while, and then drew a number with her hands—twenty.

Zheng Xueqi thought for a moment, then nodded and thought it was twenty.

The other three agreed.

Wang Zheng knew it well, and used gestures to call everyone to stand back a little bit, and then gestured to Zheng Xueqi: "Xueqi, say something casually."

Zheng Xueqi smiled slightly, and said something that surprised everyone but made sense.

(End of this chapter)