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Chapter 287 Pour a cappuccino for the two aunties!

Lord Throwing Thunder felt that these two female monks were quite strange. He took out his mobile phone and was about to take two photos. The light of the mobile phone camera just flashed. As a result, the two female monks showed shocked expressions. One of them...

The red-faced female monk immediately covered her face: "What kind of hidden weapon is this?"

Lord Throwing Thunder was shocked. Although there are still many seniors in the cultivation circle these days who adhere to dogma and refuse to use modern technology, they are not even ignorant of mobile phones.

Lord Throwing Thunder simply turned over his phone and glanced at the two female monks at the photo he had just taken.

The internet-famous female monk was shocked by her appearance: "What kind of magic weapon do you have? It can actually save images..."

The oval-faced female monk next to her also showed an expression of wonder: "Sister Beautiful, look! Your skin seems to be much more delicate with this magic weapon! Does this magic weapon also have the effect of rejuvenating your appearance?"

This unfolding made both Wang Ling and True Lord Throwing Thunder ashamed: "..." That's just the skin grinding function that comes with the phone.

Just a mobile phone left the two female monks stunned for a long time.

After a full two minutes, the oval-faced female monk among them said in a low voice: "What's going on, beautiful sister, could this magic weapon be the modern technology they are talking about?"

"Probably!" The internet-famous female monk nodded seriously.

"Are you really the top brass of the Immortal Mansion?"

Lord Throwing Thunder began to doubt the identities of these two women. Even if they were strong, they were not so ignorant of modern technology. How long had it been since we entered the spiritual information age?

"We were sent here when we were very young and have never been out. This is also the rule of our sect. Inner sect disciples need to cut off all contact with the outside world. When it comes to the word technology, we still listen to those from the outer sect coming to the headquarters.

I only heard it when I was reporting the situation." The oval-faced female monk replied.

This explanation is very short, but actually I think it is a long story.

Later, Wang Ling, True Lord Throwing Thunder and others learned that the inner sects of the Immortal Mansion were all women with relatively good talents. They were just like child brides who were selected by the Immortal Mansion when they were young and had their parents sign their signatures to transfer their status as guardians.

Send it to Immortal Mansion.

Every day, the scriptures designated by the Immortal Palace must be recited. If they cannot memorize it, they will be punished by being beaten with dragon whips and rulers. In addition, they must also undergo special training in cultivation. Every year, there are people in the training camps of the Immortal Palace.

After death, only those who survive can truly become inner disciples.

The difference from those from the outer sect is that the inner disciples of the Immortal Mansion do not need to practice the "Panwu Immortal Technique", but at the same time they cannot have access to outside technology. And the most critical point is that all the inner sect disciples of the Immortal Mansion are women.

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At this moment, for the two female disciples who have just connected to the Internet in the village, the temptation of mobile phones can be said to be quite great, no less than a first-grade magic weapon.

"If I give this mobile phone to you, will you help us get through?" Lord Throwing Thunder asked, baring his white teeth in a symbolic gesture.

"Are you kidding me?"

The internet-famous female monk snorted: "As long as we kill you, won't everything on you belong to us?"

Lord Throwing Thunder still kept smiling: "Is there no other room for negotiation?"

"No!" The two female monks waved their hands.

"All right……"

Lord Throwing Lei sighed and turned to look at Wang Ling: "Brother Ling, quickly pour a cup of cappuccino for these two aunts!"

"Who did you call aunt?" The two female monks were furious.

The next moment, they were ready to rush over.

Unfortunately, the two of them had not yet gotten close, and Wang Ling had already taken the lead.

Accompanied by two muffled sounds of "bang bang".

In an instant, the two female monks were directly beaten to the ground by Wang Ling's friendly fist. Their faces were bleeding, and they fell to the ground.

"..."

Wang Ling blew on his smoking fist and sighed inwardly: This is too weak!

"Hey~ Why is this necessary?"

Lord Throwing Thunder leaned down and checked the breath of the two people. He found that the two people were not dead, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay..."

Although there was not much conversation just now, Lord Throwing Thunder feels that the inner disciples in this Immortal Mansion are also victims. They were sent here since childhood to be trained as killing machines. It is not easy to survive.

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These days, every injustice and debt has its own owner, and whoever caused the bad relationship will end it.

Lord Throwing Lei asked: "Brother, can you read the memories of these two people and find the location of the master of the Immortal Mansion?"

Wang Ling shook his head. He had already explored it, but failed to find any useful clues. Although these two people were from the inner sect of the Immortal Mansion, their level was still too low.

Jingke's scent disappeared soon after Wang Ling found Sanyuan Road. Wang Ling guessed that the master of the Immortal Mansion might have used some means or magic weapon to hide Jingke's scent.

To this day, Wang Ling would not be surprised if the master of the Immortal Mansion brought out an ancient artifact.

After all, his position as the master of the Immortal Mansion has been a very difficult enemy from the very beginning.

"It seems that we still need to find a way to sneak in and find higher-level talents." The Thunder-Throwing Lord touched his chin, his thoughts spinning endlessly in his mind.

Immediately, he stared at the two female monks lying on the ground, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This look... always gave Wang Ling a bad feeling.

"Brother, come and help me!" Lord Throwing Thunder dragged the two of them into the palace. This palace is the exclusive palace of the two sisters, Beauty and Discount, and there is no one else except these two.

After a while, Wang Ling watched him bow to the two female monks lying on the ground: "I'm sorry, fellow Taoists!"

Then, he actually started to take off his clothes directly.

Wang Ling was simply astonished. In broad daylight, a senior figure in the cultivation circle actually tried to do evil to the two women... Could it be that he had eaten too much broccoli and wanted to eat something meaty?

Just after untying a female monk's belt, Lord Throwing Thunder felt Wang Ling's burning gaze. He couldn't help but raise his head and sighed: "Brother Ling, you and I have known each other for so long, do you think I know how to do it?"

Someone who takes advantage of others’ danger?”

Wang Ling: "..."

He just untied the belt around his waist, and the Thunder-Throwing Lord seemed to have discovered a new world: "For the first time, I discovered that this women's Taoist robe and even the tube top are built-in...Brother, you know what to do

Why can't it be untied?"

Wang Ling fell into silence: "..."

After studying for about five minutes, the young man in white finally figured out the internal structure of the women's Taoist robe. He never expected that the straps of the built-in tube top of this robe were actually set with talisman seals. Only this

It took two nuns' own fingers to untie it.

The embarrassed Lord Throwing Thunder had to pose for a long time to the two female monks who were lying on the corpses, and then he turned their hands over and untied their clothes.

"Success!"

After successfully taking off a Taoist robe, the young man in white felt like he had found a treasure.

Then he threw the piece in his hand directly into Wang Ling's hand: "Brother Ling, go ahead! This piece is for you!"

After saying that, he started to take off the clothes of the second female monk...

Wang Ling: "???"

Lord Throwing Thunder: "Don't be stunned, change quickly! Let's sneak in in women's clothing!"

Wang Ling: "..."


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