Yuan Yida said: "Don't worry, I'm a human being. I eat little and I don't get hungry easily."

He smiled again and said, "You are my brother, thank you for protecting me before. In the future, those Beggars' Sect may bully me again, but I can't let you starve!"

The monkey opened his mouth, spat out the food in his mouth, placed it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi waved his hand: "No, no."

His Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.

The monkey was very persistent. It took a step forward, put its palm in front of Yuan Yi's mouth, and shouted.

"Hehe, then I won't be polite." Yuan Yi's eyes were red. He held the monkey's hand, lowered his head, and ate the last handful of leftovers in a few bites.

"Delicious, delicious!" Yuan Yi smiled. He was skinny, his clothes were someone else's, ill-fitting, and with his unkempt hair and dirty face, he looked like a monkey.

The monkeys also laughed and squeaked.

The man and the monkey were immersed in happiness.

"Uncle Dasheng, Uncle Dasheng..."

Finally, Yuan Er woke up the monkey.

The moment he opened his eyes, the monkey almost mistook Yuan Er for his old master. After all, the father and son looked so alike.

The monkey's vision became clear, and suddenly its nose twitched and its brows frowned.

It smelled very bad.

Yuan Er swallowed and hurriedly explained.

After listening for a while, the monkey stood up and walked out of the tent.

It is more than ten feet tall, as sturdy and majestic as a war elephant. The scars all over its body are its medals of honor, showing its countless battle achievements.

"Meet Lord Monkey!"

The elders saluted one after another.

The monkey didn't even look at them, only staring at the many monkey corpses on the ground. After a short silence, it suddenly raised its head and roared.

The roar was deafening, and the sound waves it created directly blew down many elders.

Yuan Dasheng's eyes were red and he was really angry!

All the elders were sweating profusely.

Yuan Er deliberately stayed behind and felt relieved when he saw the elders' submissive attitude.

He rushed over at the right time: "Uncle Monkey, Uncle Monkey, such a big thing has happened, we will definitely find out the real culprit and severely punish the murderer!"

Yuan Dasheng slowly stopped talking and looked down at Yuan Er. The latter's familiar face made him gradually calm down.

It slowly stretched out a finger and gently tapped Yuan Er's heart.

Yuan Er's heart was beating wildly. He took a small step back and nodded hurriedly: "Uncle Monkey, believe me, I will not let you down!"

"But right now, the gang is facing a major crisis. We must perform at our best at the Fire Persimmon Festival."

"Right now, we are seriously short of manpower, and we can only rely on you, Uncle Monkey."

"Please take this time to recuperate. You are our pillar of support!"

Yuan Dasheng remained silent, walked back slowly, entered the tent, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Yuan Er looked at the elders who had fallen to the ground, smiled, and said, "Everyone, get up."

After that, the elders complied with all the assignments he made.

After he left, the elders began to communicate with each other through voice.

"Yuan and the other two are relying on their power, do they still have any demeanor as a gang leader?" someone said with disdain.

"The monkey didn't get angry and kill anyone, he just lost his temper."

"What? Do you still want it to go berserk?"

"I mean, is it because it's old and its condition has declined, and it's only strong on the surface?" pondered an ambitious elder.

When the oldest elder heard this, he sneered in his heart and turned away.

The other elders had not seen it, but he had witnessed Yuan Dasheng's battle with his own eyes during a gang operation to explore the Red Flame Demon's Molten Cave.

"The fighting power of that fire snake is comparable to that of a half-step golden elixir."

"But in the end, it was torn to pieces by Yuan Dasheng..."

"Although Yuan Dasheng has entered old age, his fighting power is very terrifying. He must have talent, at least superior talent."

"Its biggest regret is that it doesn't have any cultivation techniques, but it's also our gang's greatest luck."

Ning Zhuo's sleep was interrupted and he opened his eyes.

What woke him up was a mechanical parrot with a stick stuck on its back.

It was the rod that controlled it, allowing it to chirp at regular intervals to wake Ning Zhuo up.

"It's almost time." Ning Zhuo immediately sensed the mark on his chest and his soul entered the Immortal Palace.

He quickly assembled the puppet body and passed the levels one after another.

He found some signs of someone trying to break through along the way. He took out the parts of the monitoring mechanism and found that Zhou Zhu and Zheng Jian had started to cooperate.

"In the short term, they pose no threat."

"The most important thing is Yuan Dasheng, even Meng Chong is secondary."

Ning Zhuo passed all the tests.

He is now proficient in more than twenty spells and is very skilled in them. As long as he has sufficient spiritual power, it is easy for him to pass these levels.

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Ning Zhuo retreated when he had no further to go.

After retreating to Room 8, he stopped moving and began to wait patiently.

Not long after, the door was suddenly pushed open and a huge puppet monkey came in.

"Here it comes." Ning Zhuo said secretly, slowly stood up and faced the monkey.

Their eyes met, and Yuan Dasheng immediately realized that the mechanical puppet in front of him was unusual.

After looking at the puppet Ning Zhuo, Yuan Dasheng scanned the entire scene again. In addition to memorizing the mechanisms and traps that were visible, he was also guessing what possible hidden mechanisms and traps might be there.

"It seems that it mistook me for a puppet guarding the gate, just like those kung fu puppets before." Ning Zhuo nodded secretly.

This is exactly the result he wanted to create.

In this regard, the ranking list and his pseudonym played a key role, making Yuan Dasheng mistakenly believe that he was the only one who was bravely breaking into the Immortal Palace!

After observing for a while, Yuan Dasheng began to try to break through.

Ning Zhuo took action immediately.

Spell - Ice embrace.

Mechanical component - flying hand.

Spell - a breath of air.

Mechanical parts - air release ring.

A mechanical arm quickly flew towards Yuan Dasheng, and a cold air emerged from the palm of its hand.

The freezing air could only kill people by contact, but the air release ring flew to the front and a stream of air acted on it, blowing away all the freezing air.

The cold air, like a fan, covered the area in an instant.

Yuan Dasheng dodged immediately, and although he dodged most of the attack, part of his left leg was still covered with a layer of frost.

Yuan Dasheng's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light! This was the first time he had seen a gatekeeper puppet that could cast spells.

Without any hesitation, Yuan Dasheng immediately ran wildly with great momentum and quickly approached Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo jumped lightly, and a breath of magic was activated, which, combined with a pair of air-releasing rings on his left and right ankles, burst out a boosting airflow, pushing him backwards.

Ning Zhuo quickly distanced himself.

And he attacked while retreating.

More than a dozen flying hands continued to attack, using ice-holding techniques, fire-holding techniques, gold-picking techniques, wood-grafting techniques, etc. With the blessing of energy, they all became medium and long-range attacks.

Yuan Dasheng tried his best to shrink his body, using his arms as a shield to protect his face, breaking all spells and only focusing on killing Ning Zhuo, ignoring everything else.

This tactical choice is absolutely correct!

But it cannot save its defeat.

After a while, the bodies of Yuan Dasheng's puppets collapsed. Some were burned, some were frozen into ice, and some wood grew sideways, forming a huge obstacle...

Before collapsing, Yuan Dasheng raised his head and roared, his roar filled with resentment, anger and helplessness.

It’s so frustrating.

This is not its true strength at all! "It's blocked." Ning Zhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The traps he had set up had little effect on Yuan Dasheng. Only he could stop him by taking action himself.

(End of this chapter)