The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 152: Immortal Temple Taoist (2)
Thinking of this, the Taoist priest surnamed Tian couldn't help being angry from his heart, and the evil grew out of his guts. Finally, under the unpreparedness of the temple master, he killed the temple master and swept away all the things the temple master had collected, and then fled to the south of the Tang Dynasty , became a wild Taoist priest, until later he met Tiandu Zhenjun Xiewang and the old man surnamed Gu, and joined them.

Bursts of fragrant rabbit meat came out, which made people move their index fingers. It has to be said that the Taoist priest surnamed Tian was wandering in the rivers and lakes, and he practiced extraordinary cooking skills.

Fang Yunlong's injuries were almost healed at this time, and he planned to continue heading south by night.After not eating for a day, Fang Yunlong suddenly smelled the delicious roasted rabbit meat, and Fang Yunlong felt very hungry.Opening his closed eyes, Fang Yunlong found that not far from him, the Taoist priest who had been kicked by him was roasting hares, and the fragrance came from there.Fang Yunlong couldn't help but rejoice that he had arranged a small formation with a charming scenery in advance, otherwise, when he practiced kung fu to heal his injuries, he would have died here.

Fang Yunlong observed carefully for a long time, but did not find Yimeng and other people.And after the rabbit meat was cooked, the Taoist began to enjoy the delicious meal alone, Fang Yunlong was even more sure of the idea that the Taoist was alone, and he was overjoyed, it was a good opportunity.

Quietly touching Zhantian, Fang Yunlong suddenly chopped at Taoist priest Tian when he was feasting.Taoist priest surnamed Tian, ​​who had already confirmed that there was no danger around him, was not prepared at all. He only heard a "bang", followed by Taoist priest surnamed Tian screaming, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his figure had already jumped two or three feet forward. .

Fang Yunlong held Zhantian in surprise and looked left and right. Zhantian, who cut iron like mud, didn't kill the Taoist priest surnamed Tian with his sword. Could it be that the Taoist priest surnamed Tian also trained himself into a copper-skinned iron bone?But even if it is his own copper skin and iron bones, it is absolutely impossible to stop Zhan Tian who is pouring his inner strength. What is the reason?Fang Yunlong couldn't help but stare at the Taoist priest surnamed Tian.

When the Taoist surnamed Tian was grilling meat, he held the big knife in his arms out of caution, but Fang Yunlong's blow from the back was unprepared for the Taoist surname Tian. The Taoist priest surnamed Tian felt incredible.

As if thinking of something, the Taoist priest surnamed Tian touched behind him, and with a sound of "Puff", a book and a bamboo tube half a foot long fell out from behind Taoist priest surnamed Tian.Glancing at the objects that fell to the ground, the Taoist priest surnamed Tian seemed to understand a little bit.At this time, the trembling right hand could no longer hold the sword, so the Taoist surnamed Tian couldn't help but glanced at Fang Yunlong bitterly, and immediately handed the sword to his left hand, suppressing the surging blood in his body.

(End of this chapter)