Monks

Chapter 360 Five Long Silence

Of the more than 300 monks, there are only four Nascent Soul monks, and the rest are below the alchemy level, which is nothing to Zhang Fear. Since you don't want to live, I will help you.

With a compassionate heart, he hurriedly carried back several injured civilians, and asked Zhang Ai for life pills to heal them.Once they are back to health, call all the villagers to gather together and protect them from leaving.

Zhang was afraid of making a surprise attack and killing people, and surprised all the cultivators. He moved so quickly.Five monks walked out of the crowd, and one of them said angrily, "If you dare to kill my fellow disciples, if you don't take your life, how can I explain to you if I go back to the mountain gate?"

Zhang Ai said coldly: "You don't need to explain anything, because you can't go back either." Backhanded a spell and 'shot' over, a huge explosion 'forced' the five people back.Someone's cultivation was too low to react and dodge, and his life was taken away by a spell.

At this moment, Song Yunyi came over with the little pig and the cat in her arms. She was worried that Zhang would suffer, so she brought the two little guys to help.Fang Jian frowned and said, "What are you doing here?" When he came, he asked Song Yunyi and Cheng Xi'er to take care of the maids.Song Yunyi said: "You Xi'er, it's all right."

There were only four Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side, so Zhang Ai released more than a hundred volts of divine snakes to surround them without hesitation. Since his current cultivation level was still no match for the little snake, he did not believe that these 300 people could cause harm to the little snake.

Just then, the disciples of the Qing sect noticed something was wrong, and asked Fang Jian, "What's going on?" Fang Jian ignored him, and took the initiative to take a few steps back to make room.The disciple was quick-witted and followed quickly.Then he heard the continuous swishing sound behind him, followed by screams, screams, and whines.The disciple looked back and was stunned. More than 300 people fell into one piece in a moment, and even the four Nascent Soul cultivators could not escape. Everyone had a big hole in their forehead or chest bleeding out, and some were still twitching and moaning. 'Sing', and beside them are a group of white demon snakes with fierce eyes.It took only a few steps to turn around, and more than 300 people all fell to the ground, and the groans gradually subsided.

The disciple's voice trembled: "They are all dead?"

No one answered his question, Zhang was afraid of calling back the little snake, so he asked Zhang Tianfang to collect the loot, and said to the disciples of Qingmen, "Tell me, what's going on?"

The question was so vague that people couldn't understand it, but in order to save his life, the disciple of the Qing sect explained in detail how and why he came here. Zhang feared that he would feel sad after hearing this. After all, these innocent villagers died because of him!If it wasn't for the random sprinkling of wood spirits on a whim, how could it have attracted countless greedy people to cause disasters for the villagers?

Full of murderous intentions turned into full of self-blame, the other party spoke softly: "The former fellow, it's up to you to kill or not." After speaking, he walked away lonely, even Song Yunyi ignored him.Song Yunyi saw that he was in a bad mood, so he followed quietly.

A total of thirteen disciples from the Qing sect came, and only himself survived.He told Zhang Ai that the purpose of the 13 of them coming here was to search for the secrets of Jiao Jing and two vanished spirit lands.Fang Jian asked a lot: "Who did you hear that there are dragon spirits and spiritual lands here?"

The disciple replied: "The order from above said that there are jiaojing in Ninghe, let us look for it."

Fang Jian could hear the strangeness, the news of the disappearance of the spirit land was so lively that many people knew about it, but few people knew about the Ninghe Jiaojing.When Zhang Ai came back and introduced his itinerary, he said that the four sects of the Demon Sect and the Yuling Sect fought for Jiao Jing, causing both losers, and each returned to the mountain gate to cultivate.The main reason for the appearance of the two spirit lands was the fact that three bastards were trying to catch the jiaojing and store water to cause trouble. Except for these people, no one knew about the existence of the jiaojing.Cultivators are greedy and selfish, they snatch treasures they can grab if they can, and won't tell others if they can't get them, but the senior officials of Qingmen know about Jiaojing?That's interesting, how did they know?

Fang Jian was really smart enough to sort out all the clues with a quick turn of his head, and asked, "Has a master in Qingmen died recently?"

"I heard that a certain uncle in the Sancai Sword Formation died. I haven't seen it, so I don't know if it's true or not. A few days ago, some senior brothers from Shangqing Pavilion brought a corpse back. Some junior told me that he saw it with his own eyes. It seems to be true. Yes." In order to survive, this buddy simply knew everything.

Fang Jian smiled lightly when he heard this, "Clear the door, clean the door, what should I do with you.

He came from the Qing sect, and he knew that the Shangqing Pavilion was the place where the elite disciples of the sect lived, and he had also heard the names of the three uncles of the Heaven, Earth, Man and Three Talents Sword Formation.Qingmen became the largest sect in the Song Dynasty with its sword formations. There are nine masters in charge of the three sword formations. One is the Liangyi sword formation of the two brothers Han Zheng and Han Fan who have died for many years, and the other is the Sixiang sword. The other one is the Sancai Sword Formation.

Zhang Ai said that it was three bastards who caused the trouble, and described in detail their clothes and magic weapons, which were similar to those of the disciples of the Qing sect.Relating to what was said at this time, who could it be if it wasn't the three members of the Sancai Sword Formation?

Fang Jian let out a long sigh, and said to the disciple of Qingmen: "You go." The disciple of Qingmen couldn't believe it: "You let me go?" Fang Jian nodded lightly and said: "There is no spiritual place here, don't come again .” The disciple was overjoyed, clasped his fists as a signal, turned around and left quickly.

Zhang Tianfang came over with a lot of storage bags in his hands and asked, "Why did you let him go?"

"If you don't leave, will you treat me to dinner?" Fang Jian became annoyed when he thought of what he had done to clear the door.

"Have you taken gunpowder?" Zhang Tianfang tilted his head and looked at Fang Jian.

Fang Jian didn't answer, and sighed secretly: Qingmen, the Qingmen who raised me are all greedy villains.

There are more than 300 storage bags, and it takes a while to count. Zhang Tianfang impatiently fiddled with the contents, found an empty storage bag, put all the bags in, threw it to Fang Jian and said, "Here you are, the pile What about the corpse?"

After staying with Zhang for a long time, his vision naturally became higher, Fang Jian threw it back into the bag: "No, throw the corpse into the river to feed the fish."

"It's a long way from Heda!" Zhang Tianfang shouted, and threw the bag back to Fang Jian: "Take it back to the girls."

"You take your time." Fang Jian walked back with the storage bag.

Zhang Tianfang looked left and right, and muttered: "What a fart." Pushing his palms into the air, he swept the corpse into the collapsed hole, dug some loess to cover it, clapped his hands, and Shi Shiran went home.

When he got home, he saw the girls rummaging through the storage bags. He was just about to say a few words to praise him for his hard work, but he saw a group of girls surrounding him and shouting: "What crap? Pretend to be some dirt to deceive people?"

"Soil?" Zhang Tianfang didn't understand.

At this time Zhang Ai walked into the yard and said: "The soil dug out by those monks will sink into the ground."

Zhang Tianda was furious: "Say it sooner, I'll go digging and bury people elsewhere!"

Afraid that Zhang ignored him, he talked to the maids: "Twenty rooms will be given up, and all the ones on the west side will be given up. Go back and tidy up."

Knowing that it was for the villagers in distress, the girls responded quickly and packed up their things, throwing storage bags on the floor, Zhang Ai stretched out his sleeves, and dumped them in the open space outside the courtyard, sorting them casually, piles of soil piled up A pile of pills, a pile of materials, a pile of spiritual stones, and then put all kinds of things, leaving only a high mountain of dirt.So tall and so big, Zhang was afraid to stand at the bottom of the mountain in a daze for a long time without saying a word.