Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"This Taoist Zhu doesn't sell tickets for us, but he seems to be planning to help me." Fang Tianai turned around and looked at Taoist Zhu again, then followed the team and walked into the Xuanwu Temple.

When you walk into Xuanwu Temple, you can see yin and yang, Tai Chi fish and Five Elements and Bagua diagrams everywhere. The carved beams and painted columns represent freehand brushwork.

However, no matter how extraordinary the scenery in Ren Xuanwu Temple was, Fang Tianai was not in the mood to appreciate it.

"Taoist Master Zhu told me to be careful about Taoist Zhang. It must be true. What should I do..."

Although Fang Tianai and An Nuan were on guard for a long time, after all, they were just girls who had just grown up and had not yet left society. At this time, facing this difficult situation, I have no clue and no solution.

Taoist priest Zhang took everyone to visit the Taoist temple, explaining it carefully and gradually getting deeper into it.

Outside the Taoist temple, after Fang Tianai and a group of people entered the Taoist temple, dozens of young Taoists immediately poured out from all directions and stood side by side at the door, waiting.

Another elderly Taoist shook his whisk lightly, came to Taoist Zhu's side, and said softly: "Zhu Wen, ticket sales are suspended. You can go back and rest."

Zhu Wen stood up, hesitated for a moment, and bravely said: "Uncle Zhou, they all say that the harm will not harm the family. Besides, the other party is still a student. Our Xuanwu Temple is a big sect with a long history. Isn't it good to do this?"

Uncle Zhou glanced sideways at Zhu Wen, and after a moment of silence, he patiently explained: "Your uncle Yao is the leader of Xuanwu Temple today. He and our Xuanwu Temple both prosper and suffer. Since this matter was arranged by Junior Brother Yao, We should do our best to help.

Besides, we are not doing anything to harm people's lives, we are just trapping the girl and preventing her from leaving easily. "

Zhu Wen said: "Uncle Zhou, you don't have to lie to me. No matter what happens today, you will not let Fang Tianai go down the mountain, right?

Regardless of whether he can get the news about Longya from Fang Lin today, Fang Tianai will definitely not let him go.

, because Uncle Yao wants to use her as a bargaining chip to prepare for the meeting between the three provinces! "

Daochang Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "Zhu Wen, don't ask too much about things that are not your responsibility, and don't care about things that are not your responsibility. Go back and rest!"

Zhu Wen wanted to say something else, but Taoist priest Zhou shook his fly whisk and shouted coldly: "Zhu Wen! I'm telling you so much just for the sake of Senior Brother Zhu. Don't you think I'm a good talker?"

Zhu Wen trembled all over, and the fat all over his body swayed a few times. He was speechless and did not dare to say anything more.

Glancing at Zhu Wen coldly, Daochang Zhou said indifferently: "Go and rest, I don't want to repeat it again!"

"Yes, nephew, please leave." Zhu Wen nodded, bowed and left.

In a matter of moments, Xuanwu Temple secretly expelled all the other tourists. Soon, except for Fang Tianai and his party, there were no other outsiders in the entire Taoist temple.

At the entrance of the Taoist temple, Taoist surnamed Zhou closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting quietly with dozens of young Taoists.

After Shaoqing, a young man climbed up the steps and came to the gate of Xuanwu Temple.

Daozhang Zhou suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the visitor.

The expressions of the other young Taoists also changed, and they each clenched the swords in their hands, showing a fierce aura!

The young man stood on the platform, looked at the ancient Xuanwu Temple, then lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Daozhang Zhou and others, took out a low-quality cigarette from his arms and slowly lit it, and then walked towards the Taoist Temple. .

He exhaled green smoke and dispersed in the wind, as if melting into the clouds and mist beside the mountain top.

Above the sky, among the white clouds.

Fang Lin was alone and strode away towards the Taoists!

Taoist priest Zhou flicked his fly whisk and asked loudly: "May I ask the guest's name?"

"Fang Lin."

Fang Lin answered concisely and retorted: "Taoist Master, I'm in a hurry. You can tell me directly how you plan to come."

Taoist priest Zhou raised his brows slightly and said loudly: "Donor Fang, don't worry, your sister is safe in the temple at this time. If you want to take your sister away, you need to pass three levels. The first level is the big disciple of my Xuanwu Temple sect." Seven Talents Sword Formation!"

As soon as the words fell, the young Taoists suddenly moved and in an instant, they set up a mysterious formation to surround Fang Lin.

"The Great Seven Talents Sword Formation..." Fang Lin murmured, flicked the ash from his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stepped on it, looked around at the Taoists, stood with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "Come on, let me see it. The foundation of Xuanwu Temple.”

"Up!" All the Taoists moved together, each holding a sword, and attacked Fang Lin!

There were forty-nine of these Taoists, which coincided with the number of seven or seven. They assisted each other. In an instant, the sword light surrounded Fang Lin from all sides with an airtight seal!

The sword energy is like the wind, as if it can cut gold and cut jade. These Taoists are all in the late Xuan level or even the peak Xuan level. They form a sword formation with heavenly power!

Surrounded by the sword energy, Fang Lin was like a duckweed in the turbulent sea, as if there was only one way to be submerged.

However, facing the sword light coming from all directions, his expression remained normal. When the first sword appeared within half an arm's reach of his body, he suddenly moved!

His hands were like knives, and he clamped the first sword in an instant. He turned his wrist and clasped, and the sword came out from the Taoist's palm in an instant. The Taoist's palm was instantly shocked and bloody!

At the same time, Fang Lin held the knife in his arms

The sword rotated rapidly around the body. Wherever it passed, the sword hilt collided with the other forty-eight swords that were stabbed, making a clanking sound.

With just one move, all incoming swords were swung away!

One foot tapped the ground lightly. The moment all the Taoists were forced to retreat, Fang Lin suddenly stood up from the ground. Then, he took out a talisman from the Qiankun Gourd at his waist and threw it down lightly.

Boom!

There was a loud roar of thunder and lightning flashed.

Forty-nine Taoists were instantly surrounded by thunder and lightning.

Fang Lin floated to the ground and stood in front of Taoist Zhou. At the same time, the thunder and lightning dissipated behind him. Each of the forty-nine Taoists were as black as carbon, their long hair exploded, and they were all injured by lightning. They were shaking and looking ridiculous.

Fang Lin looked directly at Daozhang Zhou and said slowly: "Please tell me about the second level."

Daochang Zhou's expression remained normal and he smiled lightly and said: "It seems that Donor Fang is indeed no ordinary warrior. The first level is only prepared for ordinary heaven-level masters."

Holding the whisk in his hands flat, Taoist Master Zhou bowed slightly and said: "The 49th generation true disciple of Pindao Xuanwu Temple, please ask for advice from Donor Fang!"

"Please!" Fang Lin nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his fist and punched Daoist Zhou!

"Follow the trend, and the leaves will fall and the water will flow." Daochang Zhou smiled slightly, and swept the dust fly on Fang Lin's fist in his hand.

Fang Lin raised his eyebrows and felt that Zhou Daochang's whisk was as soft as catkins and cotton. After the two came into contact, the power of his fist was completely contained by Zhou Daochang's whisk.

Then, Daozhang Zhou actually used this power to fly back a certain distance lightly.

"It's interesting." The corner of Fang Lin's mouth curled up slightly. Without waiting for Zhou Daozhang's feet to step firmly, he stepped hard and then rushed towards him at the speed of a cannonball!