Taoist chanting

Chapter 448 Murder

On the top of the independent treetops, Zhang Wenfeng thought a lot, watched the sun bursting out from the east, watched the waterfowl circling and playing in the misty water, bathed in the glow of the red morning glow, his thoughts were full of thoughts, and turned into a sigh at the back, Let out a foul breath.

The road is under your feet, walk and watch and be calm.

Too much anxiety will not help. He believes that there is no unparalleled road, and it depends on how to find the grasp.

Flying up into the sky, he came to the top where the evil spirits were raging last night. He noticed a faint yang baleful energy floating around, which was incompatible with the life below him.

After inspecting the sky over the entire water area, and having a good idea of ​​the range of vitality and aura, he explored the other three small islands that appear high because of the water landing, and found some dilapidated buildings that have been submerged in vines and grass for a long time.

Humans in this place have been extinct for at least two 300 years.

He saw four abrupt islands in the center of the water, standing like pillars, which should be some kind of array arrangement.

It's a pity that he doesn't know much about Taoism Bagua Formation except for dabbling in it.

Going back to the first small island, on the mud and rocks facing south, a simple cave was dug out at the position of the traces of the water surface left before, about twelve or thirty feet away from the current water level, and about five feet away from the top , set up a few array flags, sit cross-legged in the cave to meditate and adjust his breath, and when his sword supernatural power is restored tomorrow, he will go for a walk in those dry places outside the waters during the day.

He will not rush deep into the yellow sand, he has to explore slowly, and it is also advisable to slow down when dealing with evil spirits.

He wasn't so arrogant that he could single-handedly break into the farther yellow sand field, and he was extremely happy to wipe out all the world spirits who dared to take the lead.

The right time and place are not in the right place, if he breaks in, he will be miserably cleaned up and used up the last surrogate ghost talisman.

Even if he could desperately kill three or two world spirits as a backup, so what?
There are an unknown number of evil spirits in the entire blissful land of unknown size, and they are inexhaustible, let alone exterminated.

Losing money business, he will only do it unless his brain is kicked by a donkey.

There is no doubt that there are many large and small fish in the waters below the island. He can see it when he dips into the water, and the waterfowls have also told him by fishing, but it remains to be seen whether any powerful water monsters will survive. Observe and test.

Difficult situations must be considered complex and prudent.

Forget about the treasures for the time being, now I am focused on surviving, and the most important thing is to find the door to go out.

Chongzhou, Xilian Mountain.

Tu Kun and Shan Chang circled the barren mountain, walking up and down, the two explored with their own methods, and then gathered on the rock in the pool, Shan Chang shook his head and said: "It's about the secret realm of Blessed Land. Regarding the situation of the master, I can only vaguely perceive that the situation of the master is not very good, and he should be able to deal with it."

He spoke ambiguously based on the heave master's feeling, which is a skill.

The black donkey following the mountain neighed.

Tu Kun guessed what the donkey meant, and said, "Be safe and don't be impatient. Didn't you tell Monk Yuan to go back to retreat and attack the fourth step? Even if we go to Tianshan Temple, we won't see Monk Fayuan. Wait a few days Look, Guanzhu's ability to save his life is rare in the world, maybe he will come back after a while, don't get confused."

The head of the mountain became more and more calm through experience, nodded and said: "The temple master is an auspicious person with his own aura, let's go back and wait."

The donkey heard that Tu Kun and the head of the mountain agreed, so he followed them back.

However, after three months of waiting, the weather turned cool and the wild geese flew south.

With a piece of ink-stained rice paper in its mouth, the donkey came to Qingzheng Bieyuan and waited until the get out of class was over to find the head of the mountain. He handed the rice paper to the head of the mountain, and Lv Xiner flew out from its back, holding three copper coins, and asked the head of the mountain to help him. They predict the condition of the viewer.

The head of the mountain took the ink paper and the copper coins, read the content written by the donkey on the paper, thought for a moment, and said: "I will fast for three days, and then I will do the calculations. If I still can't figure out the situation of the master, I will go with the earth protector. Let’s ask Master Bailichun to figure it out for a trip to Tianlong Temple.”

In fact, there are many records in the classics when exploring the blessed land of the secret realm and encountering some strange things, or being trapped in the secret realm.

Even if it is common to not return for a few years, many people die in accidents.

Every few days, the head of the mountain would use another method to calculate the hexagrams. It was the same as the first time. He felt that the master was in trouble and trapped, but his life was safe, and the donkey was thinking day and night. In the dream, you will dream that the Lord is in danger.

He knew that the relationship between the donkey and the temple master was unusual.

I can't bear to brush the donkey's sincerity.

The secrets of heaven should not be leaked out, nor should they be measured frequently. Every time he makes real calculations, he will be more or less hindered to himself.

The earth guardian knew this, but the donkey didn't know the details, so he solemnly asked him to calculate it with hexagrams.

I only hope that the temple master is safe and sound, and the disaster is turned into good fortune.

Personal injury is nothing.

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Holding a sword in each hand, Zhang Wenfeng fought with several world spirits and countless ghosts in the yellow sand mist. He was five miles away from the edge of the water. He stepped on the dry and cracked ground, immersed in the In the still state of mind, distraction counts, and the two swords each use a sword technique, and retreat towards the water.

Three months have passed, and he has fought countless times with the evil spirits in the blessed land.

Sometimes he was accidentally caught in the opponent's ambush, and sometimes he was deliberately caught in the opponent's ambush. Back and forth, he had killed four third-tier world spirits, but he found that there were far more than nine evil spirits in the blessed land. He doesn't know exactly how much.

Those guys are arrogant, insidious and cunning, and they intrigue with each other, but when they get the chance, they will attack him frantically, and regard him as an outsider as a hater. He is born to hate monks, and even if he pretends to communicate with him, it is still a trap.

Then it attracts other world spirits to come to besiege, and after a big battle, there are often countless casualties.

Of course, the one who died was the evil spirit, and he would be injured. The most dangerous time was to use a "Landscape Teleportation Talisman", which was [-]% worse than using teleportation in the outside world.

Zhang Wenfeng pierced through the fog of yellow sand with his sharp swordsmanship, and his eyes suddenly opened up, as if he had passed from night to day, and retreated to the edge of the water without any danger.

The vitality and water vapor here form a natural protection, and the evil spirits of the yang cannot enter, and the besieging evil spirits and ghosts retreat cursing.

During the two-quarter-hour battle, Zhang Wenfeng consumed a lot, and the protective light on his body was dimmed. He didn't find a chance to use his sword supernatural power. Those cunning evil spirits deliberately avoided in the yellow sand mist to guard against his blow. Must kill.

If the trick is used for a long time, it will often lose its due power.

The deterrent effect is still there, he can make a feint to deter the attack momentum of evil spirits and ghosts at critical moments.

Stepping on the water and heading towards the small island seven or eight miles away, he needs three days of meditation and breath adjustment to recover the energy he consumed.

He was reluctant to swallow the elixir, and he did not absorb the spiritual energy in the spiritual energy stone to replenish the consumption in his body, so he was reluctant.

It is not known how long he will be trapped here, so far, he has not seen the slightest hope of getting out of trouble.

The elixir and spiritual energy stone on his body can be his life-saving straw for a longer period of time.

Flying about three miles away, the lake breeze was blowing on his face, cool and comfortable, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly flew up, jumped about three feet in the air, turned sharply, and rushed to the sky in another direction for more than ten feet. The blue and black shadow slapped fiercely in the air, brushing past afterimages.

There were huge waves in the water.

Zhang Wenfeng looked down at the gradually calming water from a high position, his eyes showing a cold look.

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(End of this chapter)