Comprehension Recovery Evolution

Chapter 63 Arrival
After laughing for a while, Ji Mengyao returned all the magic weapons to Zhang Yang.

In fact, both of them know well that if it is really because of this heavy treasure that all the five major demon sects come to hinder this mission from the previous generation of outer disciples, then purely based on Ji Mengyao's cultivation and the skills she has learned, she is the best Can't help but besieged by so many demon cultivators.

When actually carrying out the mission, this heavy treasure can only be on Zhang Yang's body, he has the strength to withstand the siege.

She will take the treasure, just for fun, let's see how Zhang Yang will react by the way.

If it were someone else, he would have hesitated for a while. Zhang Yang is of course different. He now has several million gold coins every minute.

Sooner or later, some of these heavy treasures will be given out to Ji Mengyao for self-defense, so it's not a problem to get familiar with them in advance.

Because he knew that she could distinguish the important from the important, that's all. If it were Ji Mengxian, Zhang Yang would guarantee not to mention a word!
Putting on a suit of heavy treasures, Zhang Yang raised his eyes and asked Ji Mengyao, "Which one feels better?"

"Why? Do you need me to help you share some pressure when performing tasks?" Ji Mengyao looked at Zhang Yang strangely: "Even if there is no "Chunyang Sword Art", the purely high-grade magic weapon of this body is not counted as Lingbao. Unless there are more than 300 people from the Five Demonic Cultivators, you will not lose. Why do you want me?"

"Of course I have no problem." Zhang Yang frowned and said, "You know that Moxiu is good at tricks. If he can't get through, it's hard to guarantee that he will use some tricks to achieve his goal. If they use you as a threat..."

The two fell into deep thought at the same time.

In the evening, the ancient black iron ship landed on a very high platform in a city.

Zhang Yang jumped down with a heavy suit, followed by Ji Mengyao in a combat belt.

A middle-aged monk on the ancient black iron ship looked at the two of them and said coldly: "Boy, you are worthy of being the inheritor of the "Chunyang Sword Art", the Donghua Sword Sect is willing to spend such a large amount of capital and use so many precious treasures to protect you!" You are considerate, but don't take it lightly, even if you have so many magical weapons and spirit treasures to protect you, if the Five Demon Cultivators really intend to strangle you, they can do anything!"

Zhang Yang cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior, for your generous advice. This junior has learned a lesson!"

"Hmph!" The middle-aged monk waved his hand: "These ceremonies are unnecessary, and they are still useful in this sect. Now that you have come out to practice, the best way to greet you is this!"

The middle-aged monk pulled out the long sword on his back and flicked it with his fingers!
"With my three-foot green sword, I will wipe out all injustices! Return the world to a peaceful world!" The middle-aged monk sheathed his sword and said with a smile: "Remember, don't lose the reputation of my Donghua Sword Sect!"

"Yes, senior, this junior will keep it in mind!" Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao saluted at the same time.

"Cut, I said I don't want these red tapes!" The middle-aged monk jumped onto the ancient black iron boat angrily, and waved his hands from a distance: "After the mission is completed, within three days, our sect will naturally send other people to pick it up. Just wait near the hanging platform in this city! Let’s go!”

As soon as the words fell, the whole body of the ancient black iron ship shone with light, and the wind was strong all around. Already in the sky!

Ji Mengyao took out a small prism-shaped stone that glowed with blue light, and led Zhang Yang to the Loose Cultivation Sect mentioned in the qualification task.

On the outskirts of the city, there is a dojo that occupies a huge area.

Outside the dojo gate, Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao stood under the plaque, looking at it in a daze.

"Under Heaven's Supreme Sect"!
Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao looked at each other, and Zhang Yang said: "Why are you issuing the commission in such a loud tone?"

"It's not bad. There was once a senior sister who helped a sect named 'Tao Zu Zong' get rid of demons. That sect asked for help everywhere, but none of the surrounding sects were willing to answer. In the end, three high-grade magic swords I begged Benzong, and Benzong had to discuss for a long time before reluctantly accepting it. Afterwards, the 'Taozu' also sent a pennant and wrote 'Save my old life'!" Ji Mengyao said to Zhang Yang: " In fact, these Loose Cultivation Sects are the faces of the monks, who face the world directly, so they have their own reasons for naming such sects, so let's leave it alone."

Zhang Yang was silent for a long time, expressionless, and finally suppressed the monstrous laughter in his chest.

What the hell is saving my old life!

Ji Mengyao didn't notice Zhang Yang, she turned her gaze away from the plaque, pressed the small stone in her hand, and waited outside the door.

Not long after, an old Taoist who looked like a fairy, with skin as delicate as a baby opened the door of the dojo, and said straight to the point: "The two seniors came from afar, and my sect is so rude to welcome you from afar. , the two seniors are invited to move forward, my sect specially hosted a banquet..."

Ji Mengyao immediately opened her mouth and said, "That's all for now. Let's get down to business."

"How can this be possible!" The immortal Taoist said in surprise, "It's against etiquette. Isn't my sect rude, ah, but you have despised the two seniors! It's not up to standard?"

Zhang Yang looked confused, brother, don't be like this, we are only here to do the task of eliminating demons!

Ji Mengyao looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang blinked, confused.

Ji Mengyao glanced at the old Taoist and then at Zhang Yang.

Only then did Zhang Yang realize the meaning, and after a moment of deliberation, he said, "I'm here twice this time, and I'm just ordered to get rid of the demon, so keep everything simple!"

"Then, my sect has already prepared a banquet..." The old Taoist looked embarrassed.

Zhang Yang blinked, could he decide for himself?Engage in a hammer!He doesn't want to carry this blame!So I took out a bottle of Bigu Dan from the system store, which Donghua Jianzong had never seen before, and threw it away: "It's really unnecessary, we are all used to eating this, a bottle of one hundred pills, one pill is full Three months, this is called Bigu Pill, eating it will not only keep you full, but also benefit your cultivation! Fellow Daoist is such a great gift, this Bigu Pill will be given to you as a gift, that’s enough, let’s talk!"

The old Taoist was expressionless after catching it, but when he heard that it would benefit his cultivation, he quickly put it into his arms, stretched out his hand with a smile on his face and made a pretense: "This matter, we have to start from 80 years ago..."

The old Taoist walked slowly and talked at the same time. He just walked into the living room and finished talking!

But it turns out that there was no evil in Qingqiu country 80 years ago. The previous king gave birth to a son who was doted on. When the prince grew up, he became domineering and did all kinds of evil things. In the end, he actually reached out to the rogue cultivators. middle!Winning over the eight most powerful casual cultivators in a country, they have done so many evil deeds that no one can control them.It wasn't until 20 years ago, after the old Taoist's sect moved here, that the eight talents restrained themselves.After restraining himself, he cultivated quietly for ten years, but for some reason, all of them were killed!The former king also died of illness.In the past ten years, under the governance of the new king, the weather has been smooth and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.But two years ago, a very powerful evil suddenly caused chaos in the Qingqiu Kingdom. The old Taoist's disciples suffered heavy casualties, and the old Taoist himself was seriously injured. If it had not been for the life of his eldest disciple to rescue him, the old Taoist would have perished in that battle.Knowing that he was invincible, the veteran Taoist consulted the handwritten miscellaneous notes of the previous suzerains, and found out the existence of Donghua Sword Sect. After many twists and turns, he finally succeeded in asking for help.About half a year later, Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao arrived.

"The evil spirit has made it clear during the last battle that she was originally a casual cultivator, and her morality was corrupted by the former king, so she did not hesitate to fall into the evil way, and wanted Qingqiu country to disappear from now on, or to change her blood. With cause and effect included, even the Dao of Heaven is helping her. I didn't want to hinder her, but my disciples are jealous and hate to see her make trouble. Alas, all the essence of my clan's centuries-old essence was lost in the previous battle. Now even if the cause and effect should be in My sect has eliminated the obstacles of heaven, and our sect can't stop her from making trouble. After all, she has entered the evil way. If she is allowed to grow, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not do other things after her revenge." The old Taoist said slowly.

After hearing what he said, Zhang Yang actually questioned him: "But I see that your complexion is intact, and you don't look like an injured person at all?"

"Ha!" The old Taoist smiled wryly, and stretched out his hand to peel off the mask, revealing a pale face: "The worldly people only know that monks have all kinds of supernatural powers, and there are countless gold and silver treasures. If I don't act like this, It doesn't take much, just come to him with three hundred bandits, and this sect will be gone."

Zhang Yang nodded and said: "Well, good, where is she, that demon?"

(End of this chapter)