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His temperament is not to cause trouble and not to be afraid of trouble, if he is provoked, those guys will definitely be overwhelmed and walk around.

The two chatted about other things for a while, Zhang Wenfeng sent his apprentice and the others away, he didn't need his apprentice to follow him.

It is rare to be so carefree, he wants to experience a person's solo travel.

You Mengchang got out from nowhere, and there was no shadow under the sun, he floated on the ground and fanned the fire, saying: "Now there are two guys with eyes higher than the top, coming from the vast continent, and using words to force them on Wandering Island. According to the competition of monks. Daoist Zhang, why don't you go and get their shit out of them. I can't see the faces of those guys, and I don't understand the reason why guests do whatever they want."

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the old man, a little suspicious that the old man had taken the wrong medicine, why would he be interested in such a thing?Shaking his head and refusing: "I don't have time to talk to them. If I find a shady place today, it will take a few days to do something."

Chapter 725

Wandering above the small island outside the city.

Confucianism cultivator Zhu Shifu who defended the Eastern Continent agreed to compete with Bao Qinghua, a Confucianism cultivator who traveled in the vast continent, and lost a move.

Zhou Zhi, the Great Liang witch who was watching the battle, had a rather gloomy face. He lost to the Taoist priest Mu Yunjian from the vast continent, and suffered serious injuries. He didn't want to pay attention to the arrogant and arrogant foreign Taoist priest, and waited coldly for Zhu Shifu to end the conversation. go back to town.

Originally at the same level, winning or losing was normal, but the disdainful look of the winner made him aggrieved and helpless.

It was the first time he met such a rude and arrogant peer, who was not as skilled as others and could not get angry.

After finally waiting for Zhu Shifu and the woman Confucianism to finish the conversation, Zhou Zhi urged: "Zhu Daoyou, if you have anything to say, go back to the city and talk about it. It is windy outside, which is not the way to welcome guests."

Zhu Shifu smiled and stretched out his hand to Bao Qinghua, "Don't neglect Taoist Bao, please go to the city for tea", then turned around and said politely to Mu Yun who had a half-smile on his face, "Mu Taoist also go to the city to rest together ?”

Mu Yunjian took a look at the sky, and refused: "It's still early, so fellow Daoist Bao and I don't want to disturb you, so we leave!"

Zhou Zhi suddenly received a voice transmission from a third-level witch cultivator in Baizhang's external battle, with a smile on his face, he said: "Mu Daoyou, don't you want to find a master to exchange ideas, you can detour to Piaoling Island in the southeast, let's Master Zhang Guanzhu of the Eastern Continent happens to be practicing on Piaoling Island."

Mu Yunjian said "Oh" and asked, "How is Guanzhu Zhang ranked in the Eastern Continent?"

"Count one to two."

"Then we must see each other."

Mu Yunjian said it easily, looked at Bao Qinghua, and said: "Why don't you rest in the city first, and I'll go back when I go?"

Bao Qinghua smiled and said: "Since I meet a master, I can miss it, let's go together."

When she was away from home, she did not dare to separate from Mu Yunjian. Mu Yunjian's temperament was unpleasant, but his strength was superb. The two of them could take care of each other when they were together, so as to avoid people's plotting.

Zhou Zhi and Zhu Shifu discussed a few words, and finally Zhou Zhi took the two of them to Piaoling Island. They were very assured of Zhang Guanzhu's strength. Zhou Zhi wanted to see Mu Yunjian defeated by Zhang Guanzhu's sword with his own eyes and kill him fiercely. The arrogance of foreign monks.

Many Tier [-] cultivators watching the battle communicated with each other through sound transmission, and returned to the city one after another.

It was getting late, when the tired birds returned to the forest.

Zhang Wenfeng, who was meditating in the wild forest, suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the northwest, his brows furrowed unconsciously. Zhou Zhi brought two fourth-level monks, a man and a woman. Among them, the young man was so rude that he had already noticed that He was still staring at his direction unscrupulously with his divine sense, full of provocation.

Zhang Wenfeng snorted coldly, and the invisible spiritual consciousness suddenly emerged, smashing the ray of spiritual consciousness approaching from the other party to pieces.

Mu Yunjian suffered a dark loss from not noticing for a while, his face turned pale, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Mu Yunjian, a Taoist priest of Guantian Pavilion in the vast continent, heard about Zhang Guanzhu's name, and came here specially to ask for advice, and please don't shirk Zhang Guanzhu!"

"Bao Qinghua from Qiancheng Academy in the vast continent, I met Zhang Daoyou."

Zhang Wenfeng flew up into the air, glanced at Zhou Zhi who was smiling and apologetic, nodded his head, and then said to the two of them, "Zhang will use it to save ghosts later, and he will only use three moves, and there will be no delay." It’s business, Fellow Daoist Mu, please!”

He said this with a great tone.

Mu Yunjian drew his sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Three moves are enough to tell the difference, please!"

The two were about three miles away from each other, and Bao Qinghua, who was watching the battle, suddenly reminded him via voice transmission: "Senior Brother Mu, be careful, judging by his appearance, he should be the Zhang Wenfeng mentioned by Senior Lu, who is good at swordsmanship..."

Before he finished speaking, the bronze sword in Zhang Wenfeng's hand stabbed forward with a "chi" sound, and a ray of sword light disappeared into the air.

In the next instant, a bright light erupted from Mu Yunjian's body, and the sag in his chest robe was already close to his skin. He knew it very well, stepped back quickly, and deflected the sudden sharp attack of the sword, and shouted at the same time: "Fengshengshui!" rise!"

Bitter blue cold wind swirled around Guanzhu Zhang from all directions, followed by the sound of "crashing" water falling from the sky.

He dares to look down on his peers, and his subordinates have their own real skills, and they are ready to strike with great momentum.

Zhang Wenfeng struck out with a sword, but he would stay where he was, leaving a very faint shadow in the air, he fell to the top of a tree in the forest below and stepped on it, and when he reappeared like a ghost, he was thirty feet away from Mu Yunjian, avoiding the opponent Wind and water spell attacks.

The sword light criss-crossed and made a blow, and the killing intent was like a rolling tide.

"Bang bang" a series of crashing sounds, water splashes and ice crystals shattered, Mu Yunjian flew tens of feet away, his robe on his chest was shattered, a horrible wound almost ripped open his stomach, and blood gushed out.

"We admit defeat!"

Bao Qinghua screamed, if she yelled more slowly, that Guanzhu Zhang with a rather regretful expression should make up for it.

Zhang Wenfeng watched the woman bandage Mu Yunjian, who was described as miserable and seriously injured, to stop the bleeding, he sneered in his heart, this is the price of arrogance, and said calmly: "Accept!"

Mu Yunjian asked weakly, "Your Excellency, Zhang Wenfeng, Daoist Zhang?"

"It's Zhang."

"I'm sorry, I've heard Senior Lu mention it before, but seeing him today really deserves his reputation. Mu is not good at learning, so he won't be convinced. Let's leave!"

Reluctantly, Mu Yunjian bowed his hands in salute, swallowed the elixir, and flew slowly to the northeast under the protection of Bao Qinghua.

There was no need to go to the Eastern Continent anymore, and this defeat made him unforgettable.

The smile on the corner of Zhou Zhi's mouth couldn't be suppressed no matter what. Seeing the arrogant Mu Yunjian only took two moves under Zhang Guanzhu's sword, he was seriously injured and returned home. , go to Wandering City to heal your wounds before returning, the journey is far away, you are injured, be careful of being robbed by bandits at sea."

Mu Yunjian twitched his lips and said, "Thank you Zhou Daoyou for your kindness, Mu still has the power to protect himself."

After watching the two disappear into the night, Zhou Zhi and Zhang Guanzhu landed on the top of the mountain, talked for a while, and then flew to the northwest satisfied.

But it was said that Bao Qinghua flew more than three hundred miles to protect the seriously injured Mu Yunjian, and landed on a rocky island with a size of three miles.

"Senior brother Mu, heal your wounds, let's go on our way again at dawn, don't be in a hurry."

She took out more than a dozen formation flags in her hand. She was flying all the way just now, and she checked the sea surface carefully. No monks were found in the vicinity for dozens of miles.

Mu Yun said, "Junior Sister Bao worked hard", and sat cross-legged on the high rock, waiting to meditate and heal his wounds, when the whole island suddenly became dark and foggy, and suddenly became ghostly, separating him from Bao Qinghua.

Shocked, he quickly stood up, drew his sword in his hand and shouted, "He Fangxiao, you little fellow? Are you sneaky and shameless?"

In the ghost fog, there was a strange laugh from Jie Jie.

"Boy, if you want to blame it, blame your ancestors for bringing you the disaster of killing yourself today."

(After the sun passed these days, I feel tired, sleepy, and have a bad cough. I have to take a leave of absence from the leader tomorrow to get an IV. I heard that the white lung is too scary.)

Chapter 726

The black mist and ghostly atmosphere enveloped the island, and Mu Yun felt chills in his heart. He suspected that this was a conspiracy against them.

Suffering Zhang Guanzhu's sword slash, the domineering sword energy entered the body and attacked back and forth along the meridian, which made him feel so painful that his combat power was greatly damaged. He was weak, but happened to encounter a fourth-order ghost in ambush and sneak attack. What is owed by his ancestors? How could he believe such bastard words as debts?

He reluctantly raised his heart to suppress the erosion of the alien sword energy, and was vigilant around, ready to launch a thunderous blow at any time.

Bao Qinghua's exclamation could be heard vaguely, obviously the companion was attacked by a ghost.

He took out a scarlet elixir, swallowed it hesitantly, and slowly adjusted his breath to touch the right side where there was a violent hand-to-hand movement. , use fire to deal with ghosts.

Walking about a hundred feet away, a slender figure carrying a blazing white light suddenly broke through the black mist and charged towards him.

Mu Yunjian hurriedly shouted in surprise: "Junior Sister Bao, this way!"

Bao Qinghua's hair was disheveled, and black blood oozes from her left shoulder. She pointed the sword in her hand at her fellow Taoist priest who was handicapped, and sternly shouted: "Don't come here!"

Mu Yunjian was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses in an instant. Junior Sister Bao had just suffered from ghosts pretending to be him. He slightly shook the long sword in his hand. Green wind vortexes emerged in front of the sword, and sprays were dragged behind him. Use this to prove your identity.

Ghosts can pretend to be his figure, but cannot use his unique spells.

Bao Qinghua heaved a sigh of relief, turned the tip of her sword to the side, ran towards Mu Yunjian vigilantly, and quickly ran towards Mu Yunjian, shouting: "The ghost is cunning, I will protect my brother to break through and not get entangled with the ghost." She held a sword in her left hand. White jade carved with countless runes.

"Let's go north overnight and not stay in the Duxian Islands."

Mu Yunjian reunited with his companions, calmed down a bit, and said via voice transmission: "Let's work together to smash out the talisman spell..."

Suddenly, elbows and armpits appeared, and black air appeared on Bao Qinghua's forehead. From the side, a sword stabbed fiercely at the waist of Mu Yunjian, who was seriously injured and unable to react flexibly. The turbulent white light pierced Mu Yunjian's entire body.

"Peng", Mu Yunjian made a dying blow, and hit his unrecognizable companion with a backhand, and the pale green flame burned the woman up.

The two staggered from side to side, and the sound of howling could be heard far away.

Above the black mist, You Meng watched with relish. Behind him stood a ghost with erratic black air. Just now, a little trick was used to make the two of them kill each other. This is called fighting wits without fighting strength, which saved him A lot of effort.

His nightmare technique can affect Bao Qinghua, who is already injured and unsteady. He interferes with the woman at a critical moment, and with a counterattack, he easily kills the descendant of the enemy from behind. Afterwards, he can't find him body.

He is innocent, not directly contaminated with karma.

On Piaoling Island, Zhang Wenfeng performed rituals for three consecutive nights, extricating the remnants of Yin Qi from the ten-mile-long valley. The small role of overreaching has long been forgotten.

After more than a year, he traveled all over Wandering Island, Wandering Island, Faraway Island, etc., and came to the largest Duxian Island.

Duxian City, which was destroyed in the past, has already been newly built, and the scale of the city is even larger. After 30 to [-] years of recuperation, the population of Dadao, which covers an area of ​​more than [-] kilometers, is more than before. The towns and cities are lush and orderly.

"Guan Zhang ran around for the people's livelihood, went deep into the wild to save wandering souls, and worked tirelessly. The monk admires him!"

Fa Yuan saluted and talked with Zhang Guanzhu, who came to visit, in front of a large hall in the city.

Looking at the old Fa Yuan with white beard and white eyebrows, Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands and returned the salute: "Master has been guarding overseas isolated places for decades, educating people's hearts, regardless of gains and losses, and is a role model for our generation!" Qin Pei returned the gift.

The three greeted each other and walked into the hall, where a young monk boiled water to make tea and served special spiritual fruits to the guests.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Wenfeng changed the subject and asked: "Master seems to have been traumatized in recent years, and his vitality and blood have been lost. Did he fight with monks from the vast continent?"

Fa Yuan shook his head with a smile: "The monks who came to visit the vast continent will not embarrass me because of the face of the magic weapon. They received two monks from the Heavenly Stem Continent the year before last. They played against each other for several rounds. I also know that it is difficult to retreat."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "I will stay in the Duxian Islands for three or two years. In the future, if anyone passes by the Duxian Islands and wants to compete, the master will ask them to find me, but there is one thing, life and death are self-respect. If you have no skills, don't look for me." I have suffered."

Qin Pei chuckled and said, "With Guanzhu Zhang's words, we don't have to suffer from passing by."

They used to be able to push as far as they could, and with the face of monk Fayuan, they avoided many fights, but their hearts were still not used. Most of the monks from the vast continent and the heavenly stem continent were unreasonable.

Fa Yuan caressed his beard and smiled and said: "It's good, it's good to let those benefactors who are fighting for strength and courage be tempered more." Turning the subject, he said: "A few days ago, a few monks came to the vast continent to inquire about last spring. The whereabouts of Mu Yunjian and Bao Qinghua, the two benefactors who have been here, among them, Mu Yunjian seems to have suffered an accident, and the life lamp left in the sect suddenly went out."

Zhang Wenfeng was secretly shocked, but didn't show it on his face, and said, "Didn't they return to the vast continent long ago?"

"No, according to what they said, the two benefactors, Mu and Bao, never went back. Qiancheng Academy and Guantian Pavilion asked experts to deduce that Mu and Bao were stranded in the Duxian Islands, and they specially sent people to investigate the murderer. And rescue the missing Bao benefactor.”

Monk Fayuan whispered again: "Perhaps in a few days, they will ask Guanzhu Zhang to find out the details of your sparring with Mu benefactor that day." He was worried that Guanzhu Zhang would not cooperate, so he said hello in advance.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded: "They are easy to talk, so I will talk to them."

He had already guessed that the accidents of Mu and Bao had something to do with the old man You who hadn't shown up for a long time. At the time when You Lao was so enthusiastic and encouraged him to teach Mu and Bao a lesson, he felt that something was wrong. Too much attention.

Of course, using Lao You's method to make the eucalyptus must be watertight.

After chatting for more than an hour, Zhang Wenfeng bid farewell and left. He replenished incense, candles, money paper and other things in the city, bought a few tubes of ordinary tea, walked out of the city, and searched for shade along the seashore. After traveling for dozens of miles, he found a reef Shanlin sat down to make tea and rest.

It was getting dark, Zhang Wenfeng waved a flying sword message to You Lao who didn't know where to hide, and asked casually.

When the fragrance of tea was overflowing, the old man was blunt when he received a reply from You Mengchang:

"It's the old man who did it. The descendant of the enemy, if you get it, you can kill him! The other one is still alive and will be released at an appropriate time. The old man promised you that you will not hurt innocent lives. Haha, the old man will do what he says."

Zhang Wenfeng drank his tea, smiled and shook his head.

He didn't believe old man You's nonsense that he didn't hurt innocent lives, it must be that the woman's life was used for another purpose, otherwise how could the woman survive?

After erasing the information in Feijian, Zhang Wenfeng leisurely drank tea and pondered facing the bonfire.

After going out for several years, he has experienced different benefits of practice. Being in the wild mountains and rivers, he can see and encounter different scenery all the time, encounter sudden changes in weather, see different people and accidents, and hear the different sufferings and joys in the world.

When the night was quiet, he realized it carefully.

A little income, little accumulation becomes more.

Chapter 727 The bait has been cast

A fair-skinned, middle-aged Taoist priest with a short beard under his chin held a Dharma plate in his left hand, made formulas with his right hand, and murmured words. He kept walking back and forth over the three-mile-sized reef island. Derived on a whim.

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly stood still, his eyes flickering, and he pointed to the southwest in the twilight.

"There are hidden underwater reefs three miles away from the outlying island, Mr. Lu, you should be careful to explore them!"

A young scholar named Lu Changkong showed a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said: "Master He calculated the hard work!" He said to a young monk Kong Wuli: "Master Yuanzi, please take care of Master He and wait for me on the water. .”

Monk Yuanju nodded in agreement, and didn't rush to get into the water.

The scholar and the other two men formed a formation with magic treasures in their hands, and slowly walked into the water. The undulating sea water was illuminated by the precious light, showing a vast whiteness and transparency. As the three of them dived deeper, the light gradually dimmed to nothing.

Monk Yuanzu walked slowly in the air, paying attention to the movement around him.

The last ray of sunlight in the sky disappeared, darkness shrouded, and the sea breeze blew.

About a quarter of an hour later, the monk suddenly stepped in front of Master He who was sitting cross-legged in the air, adjusting his breath, and without saying a word, his fists rushed like meteors towards the moon to an empty space hundreds of feet away. A black shadow appeared in embarrassment and received a punch It rolled and fell into the sea and disappeared without a trace.