[Fengshen] The extraordinary transcendence of the pipa

Why is he here?With this person's cultivation level, just now...ahem, I don't know if he heard...

Bai Yuque paused, trying to suppress the embarrassment in his heart that he might be overheard by the other party when going to the toilet.

Looking from a distance, under the green trees, the man in black robe, with a slender back... Almost every component in this scene is very familiar...

Bai Yuque couldn't help but think of when he was still in Chaoge, on Beimang Mountain, those little things related to this person, but... Bai Yuque shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly. Between them, the past has been forgotten, the old love has been severed, and they are in different camps. It seems that there is nothing left...

Forget it, don't think about it anymore, Bai Yuque flew to leave, but who knows, the person behind him suddenly spoke, his voice was faint, mixed with the meaning of obstruction that cannot be ignored: "Pipa demon!"

Bai Yuque paused for a moment, turned around, and smiled: "Is the Grand Master calling me?"

It was noon now, the sun was shining a bit, except for the small high and low hills, only the tree where Wen Zhong was standing could provide shade, Bai Yuque only struggled for a second, and then covered his head with one hand , quickly walked to the tree where Wen Zhong was standing, but there was a distance of two or three meters between him.

Wen Zhong turned around and looked straight at Bai Yuque, his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a while, he said calmly: "I don't know, there is a second pipa demon here."

It is indeed cooler under the tree, Bai Yuque nodded in satisfaction, then looked up at Wen Zhong, and retorted not to be outdone:

"I didn't know that Grand Master Wen, who is famous all over the world, would have the habit of spying on women going to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, Bai Yuque took a long breath, feeling extremely comfortable both physically and mentally. She raised her chin high and looked at Wen Zhong with a smug smile on her face.

Wen Zhong's handsome face darkened for a moment, and after a while, he met the provocative smile of the little monster who was not afraid of death, and said coldly: "You overestimated the value of watching yourself go to the toilet."

Bai Yuque was choked for a moment, and his complacency disappeared in an instant.

After coughing and smoothing her hair, she tried to smile and said: "If Master Grand Master has nothing to do, I will leave first."

Turn around and leave after speaking.Wen Zhong's eyes sharpened, before he had time to think, he grabbed Bai Yuque's wrist!

When Bai Yuque was depressed, he stretched out his hand without even thinking about it, and hit him with all his cultivation!

Unexpectedly, Bai Yuque's magic power has improved so much. Wen Zhong originally only used [-]% of his strength, but now, unexpectedly, Bai Yuque broke free.

There was a hint of surprise in his cold eyes: "Your mana has improved a lot. These days... what happened to you?"

Bai Yuque rubbed his wrist and frowned angrily, and said coldly:

"Master Grand Master, you and I have never met before, so my business has nothing to do with you, right?"

Seeing Bai Yuque's resistance, Wen Zhongmo was silent for a while, a light flashed in his deep eyes, and he said, "Your brother—"

Before she finished speaking, Bai Yuque's pretty face suddenly turned pale, and too many unbearable scenes flooded into her mind in an instant, she interrupted Wen Zhong violently, and resisted with all her strength:

"Don't talk anymore! If there is nothing important, I will leave first, and leave!"

After all, she was almost in a panic and fled this place where she didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

However, the man on the opposite side moved faster and stopped her again. Bai Yuque took a deep breath, raised his head, and said calmly, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he would make a move to stop the opponent again, doubts flashed quickly in his eyes, after a while, he returned to his calm look, and said coldly:

"Help Xiqi, is this your choice?"

Bai Yuque nodded indiscriminately, just hoping to get out of this place quickly—reminds her of those men who couldn't bear to look back, and didn't even realize what she was talking about:

"Yes! So, we are enemies now, Grand Master, if you don't want to kill me, then I'm leaving now, please don't pester me any longer."

A glint of light suddenly appeared in Wen Zhong's eyes, he pursed his thin lips and stopped talking, suddenly stretched out his hand, and disappeared in place grabbing Bai Yuque's arm!

After a while, when it settled down, it was a big tent, and the furnishings inside were very familiar. Bai Yuque clearly remembered that when he was in southern Xinjiang, he was in this familiar tent, expressing his heart to that person.

Realizing where he was, Bai Yuque raised his head weakly: "Finally, what do you want to do by arresting me?"

Wen Zhong paused, and said lightly: "You don't have to worry, you will stay here until the end of the war against Xiqi. I... will not hurt you again."

Bai Yuque sneered: "Are you imprisoning me?"

Wen Zhong said calmly: "You can think so."

A powerless sour feeling flashed across Bai Yuque's heart for a moment, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of his own imprisonment, or the tragic memories with Wen Zhong that could not be severed no matter what.

While the two were silent, suddenly there was a loud sound of gongs and drums outside, accompanied by the loud report of the soldiers outside the door: "Report to Grand Master, three days have passed, Xiqi sent people to fight!"

Wen Zhong withdrew his complicated eyes from looking at Bai Yuque, turned around and walked out the door. When he reached the door, he paused, turned his head slightly and said, "Stay here well."

Bai Yuque kept silent with a cold face, Wen Zhong didn't get a response, and didn't pause, so he walked out quickly.

Bai Yuque hurriedly went to the door and tried it. Sure enough, the tent was imprisoned with a body ban. Although her mana was dozens of times stronger now, she still couldn't open the barrier. Bai Yuque had to sit back down discouraged.

Wen Zhong didn't ride Mo Qilin today, but only rode a black horse with a shiny black coat, and led the army out of the Yin Shang camp.

The Xiqi army on the opposite side has already lined up. In the front, besides Bo Yikao and Jiang Wang, there are many more people today. The two people who are the most eye-catching are the first two:

One person is dressed in a flowing red dress, with a proud face as bright as the sun, and there is a huge golden dog with golden hair beside him, who is it not Yang Jian?

Beside Yang Jian, there was a little child standing in the air, about four or five years old, with a cute face, a bun tied with red silk on both sides of the head, a small red bellyband on the upper body, and a lotus petal-like dress In the red short skirt, under the two white and tender little feet, each stepping on a burning wheel, if Bai Yuque was here, he would have jumped on it, just because this child is not Nezha who died and nirvana, but Nezha who!

Behind these people, Xiqi soldiers are standing in a strange formation, it is a phantom formation that has been practiced well...

With only a general glance, he could see the strength of the opponent's lineup this time, Wen Zhong lowered his eyes faintly, secretly calculating the date when Mo Qilin would rush back from Penglai Island.

On the opposite side, Yang Jian smiled and said loudly: "Brother Wen, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you all right?"

Wen Zhong curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he said lightly, "I'm sorry for you."

Over there, after Yang Jian finished greeting, Jiang Wang continued to preach:

"Nephew Wen, we belong to the same clan. I have a word to advise you. In today's world, King Zhou is tyrannical, and the way of heaven should be destroyed. Why don't you abandon the dark and turn to the bright? Let us help the Lord of the Ming Dynasty together, which can be regarded as doing our part for the people of the world." ,How about it?"

Wen Zhong smiled coldly, and spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but everyone on the battlefield could hear it clearly:

"The way of heaven? Oh, the way of heaven is to teach you to be willing to cover up your six senses, to be deceived by others, to offend your superiors, to start a war for your own selfishness, and to burn your life with charcoal?"

... These words hit the nail on the head. Jiang Wang didn't know how to answer the words for a moment, and his honey-colored baby face flushed immediately.

Yang Jian chuckled lightly, laughed and said:

"Oh brother Wen, Uncle Jiang is an honest man, don't bully him, in my opinion, no matter what, since the destiny already belongs to me, even we cultivators should follow the will of the heavens, it's true that you act against the heavens like this Don't you care about the consequences?"

Wen Zhong pursed his lips, the words had come to this point, it was useless to say more, he turned to the merchant army behind him, and when he was about to announce the start of war, Bo Yi Kao, who had not said a word, suddenly said loudly:

"My lord, Xiaoyu is missing today. I wonder if my lord has seen her?"

As soon as Wen Zhong said this, before Wen Zhong could speak, Nezha's big eyes moved suddenly, and he turned around and asked Bo Yi:

"The missing person you mentioned is a pipa spirit named Bai Xiaoyu?"

A look of surprise flashed in Bo Yikao's eyes, then he nodded calmly: "Exactly."

Nezha didn't know about the entanglement between Wen Zhong and Bai Yuque, upon hearing this, his face immediately turned cold, and he yelled to Wen Zhong crisply:

"Bad ice! Why did you arrest that witch? But you want to harm her? Let her out!"

After all, without waiting for the coach Bo Yikao to speak, he directly raised a spear and rushed towards Wen Zhong first!A group of Xiqi soldiers who stayed behind were stunned—er, that's all, this fairy is a child after all, so...it's understandable...

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled lightly, explaining to Bo Yikao:

"Tsk tsk, my junior brother Nezha is very skilled in spells. The only bad thing is that I am too hasty. Please don't make fun of me, my lord."

Bo Yikao shook his head, looked at Nezha's back and frowned slightly: "No problem, it's just... will Mr. Nezha be in danger?"

Yang Jian was embarrassed by the title "Young Master" of Boyi Kao. Looking at the short-armed and short-legged Nezha in front of him, who looked like an angry calf, he returned to God after a while:

"Oh, don't worry, let's see how my junior brother's cultivation has been after the calamity. When he really runs out of money, it won't be too late for us to rescue him."

Here, Wen Zhong frowned and looked at Xiao Douding, who was rushing towards him angrily, stepping on two small fire wheels. The wings spread out like a "swipe", and at the same time, he circled his hands and pushed gently, and a dazzling white light hit Nezha hard!

Nezha was small, so he took advantage of it at this time. He turned over nimbly and narrowly escaped Wen Zhong's fatal blow.

Smartly realized that he was absolutely no match for Wen Zhong in terms of spells alone, Nezha rolled his eyes, quickly removed the Qian Kun ring on his wrist, and threw it at Wen Zhong with ten successes!

This Qiankun circle is extremely powerful, and ordinary fairy monsters are definitely not opponents. Wen Zhong saw the strength of this circle at a glance, and he didn't panic. He just unhurriedly sacrificed the golden dragon whip and threw it towards the Qiankun circle!

When the two magic weapons collided, there was an explosion sound all over the sky. All the soldiers watched this strange fight in horror. His legs sat on the ground, and his cute little face was completely pale!

And Wen Zhong straightened his robe sleeves as if nothing had happened, and returned to his original position, the outcome will be decided immediately!Yin Shang soldiers let out a series of cheers!

On Xiqi's side, Jiang Wang hurriedly flew over to pick up Nezha, inspected him, and found that he hadn't suffered much damage, so he was relieved.

Yang Jian smiled and said loudly: "Tsk tsk, I said Senior Brother Wen, you can handle such a heavy hand against a kid like Junior Brother Nezha, alas, you don't care about the rituals of the same clan at all, it's really cruel. "

Hearing Yang Jian's provocative intention, Wen Zhong slowly curled his lips, and said in a calm voice: "Why? I just said this now. When this kid came up to challenge, I didn't see you helping him."

Yang Jian choked, and suddenly had nothing to say. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nezha's sharp eyes staring at him, and couldn't help touching his nose in embarrassment—cough cough, this, it's a sad thing to be exposed on the spot while watching the excitement ah……

Here, Wen Zhong waved his hand, and the Yin and Shang soldiers behind him rushed towards Xiqi's army with a murderous spirit, but in an instant, the two sides fought in one place.

On today's battlefield, the arrival of Yang Jian, Nezha, and the rest of Chanjiao's disciples made Xiqi's side even more powerful. With the blessing of Xiqi's phantom formation, after an hour, Yin Shang's side had suffered countless casualties.

Wen Zhong waving his hands, repelled Yang Jian and Nezha's joint attack with a whip, and instantly distracted to hit Jiang Wang's Soul Restraining Tower, causing a large group of merchants to narrowly escape the light of the Soul Restraining Tower.

However, even so, Wen Zhong knew in his heart that if this continues, the Shang army might be wiped out today.

At this time, hundreds of people in Taoist robes descended from the sky, including men and women, old and young, and even a strange guy who looked like a dragon, a dragon, a lion, and a lion.

Led by the first two middle-aged women, they descended into the merchant camp in a mighty way.

Wen Zhong's slightly tired eyes quickly flashed a bright light, he nodded respectfully and said:

"Uncle Wudang, Uncle Guiling, you are finally here."

After the words fell, a young man rushed in front of Wen Zhong, excitedly saying:

"Brother Wen, you don't know. As soon as I received an urgent letter from Mo Qilin the day before yesterday, my master and Uncle Wudang discussed to bring our disciples to help you in the battle. I begged for a long time before the master allowed me to come. Hehe, you Don't worry, with so many of us, we will definitely be able to defeat that Xiqi!"

Wen Zhong patted the lively man on the shoulder, with a look of relief on his face, and asked, "Qingfeng, how is the island?"

Green Bee hurriedly said: "Brother Wen, just rest assured that everything is fine on the island, because the master has gone to retreat again, so this time, Master Duobao and Master Jinling are left to guard Penglai Island."

Just as he was talking, a woman's calm voice came from behind, and said softly: "Qingfeng, come here, don't make nonsense and disturb your brother Wen."

Qingfeng grinned, and hurriedly stood behind the ordinary-looking middle-aged woman who was full of desires and desires, bowed and said, "Yes, Master."

It turned out that Wen Zhong's two uncles, the third uncle Wudang Madonna, and the second uncle - Qingfeng's master, the Holy Mother of Guiling, were the leaders of today's teaching.

Wen Zhong slowly cupped his fists towards the crowd, and said: "It's a great honor for all of you from the same sect to come to help today, Wen Zhong is very grateful."

Everyone was busy and made some excuses. The Holy Mother of Wudang, who has been silent all this time, is a very burly middle-aged woman. Hong Zhong urged:

"Nephew Wen, let's not talk about these empty etiquettes, let's help you destroy the gang of rebels first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wen Zhong's answer, he flew directly into Xiqi's phantom formation, and within half a second, he shot out a corner and rescued many merchant soldiers.

Seeing this, the other members of the Jiejiao did their best to join the two sides in the battle.For a while, the situation on the court slowly turned to Yin Shang's side.

Seeing this situation, Wen Zhong made up his mind, and patted Mo Qilin on the head to praise him. Mo Qilin narrowed his big round eyes happily, thinking that it was worth the hard work to get the master's praise.

Suddenly, it turned its eyes and saw a yellow figure galloping and jumping among thousands of troops, its eyes widened immediately: Then... isn't that my dear Xiaotian dog?

Mo Qilin was just about to jump over excitedly, but suddenly thought of the current positions of the two, and stopped embarrassingly.

After the members of the Jiejiao joined, a bloody fight started quickly. Slowly, the situation became more and more favorable to the Yin Shang side. When everyone was busy fighting fiercely, the Holy Mother of Wudang suddenly appeared in the crowd. Let out a loud scream!

Wen Zhong's heart sank, and he quickly turned his head to look over. He was startled at once, and saw Nezha's Qiankun circle around the neck of the Virgin of Wudang, and a two-foot long spear stuck in her body. It was inserted in, and then pierced out from the back of the heart!

For a moment, the Holy Mother of Wudang fell slowly to the ground... In an instant, all the disciples under the Holy Mother of Wudang stopped fighting, and ran to the master who died on the spot crying in panic!

Wen Zhongdang quickly jumped to Wudang's side, and carefully examined her body. After a while, his eyes dimmed. He didn't expect this unrestrained and kind Wudang uncle to be killed so easily. died!

On Xiqi's side, Yang Jian looked at Nezha who took advantage of the chaos to take back the Qiankun circle in surprise, and said in disbelief:

"Junior Brother, I didn't expect you to be so powerful that you beat Wudang Senior Uncle, who was intercepting the teaching, to death in a circle! Oh, I'm afraid that even if your master Taiyi Senior Uncle is here, you may not be so powerful!"

Nezha frowned and thought about something, then slowly shook his head for a while, blinked his big eyes in confusion and said, "Senior Brother, you are wrong, I did not kill that old woman."

Yang Jian was shocked: "How is it possible? If it weren't for your Qiankun circle and that long spear, how could Uncle Wudang die?"

Nezha became anxious, waved the spear in his hand, and argued:

"Believe it or not! This is my gun! Anyway, I just wanted to trap her with the Qiankun circle, but in the chaos, someone stabbed her and she died. I Guess, there must be something weird about that gun."

Yang Jian stroked his chin and pondered: With Wudang's master's advanced cultivation base, if it wasn't Nezha, who the hell would he be able to grasp the timing so well? In an instant, took her life?

As soon as the Holy Mother of Wudang died, half of the disciples who came with her this time immediately lost their fighting spirit, and they all cried bitterly around Wudang's corpse.

Wen Zhong's slender figure stood aside, with a pair of thoughtful and cold eyes, fixedly staring at the spear on Wudang's chest, gradually, a cold light flashed quietly in his eyes.

At this point, both sides suffered heavy losses, so they ordered the withdrawal of troops at the same time, and agreed to fight again in seven days.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xue Sui for your mine~~Thank you Miaomiao for your mine~~ Sincerely thank you both for your support to Hui Yuejun~~

Today, the author sorted out the outline by the way, and found that it will take about one volume to end the whole plot, Alexander in an instant~ However, according to the current update speed, it will not take long in time~ Well, come on, Huiyue Jun!