"Evil heretic!"
Fengyun woman cursed, raised her sword and charged towards Chen Muyu, as if she wanted to fight Chen Muyu to the death.
As for what?
Just chatting all day long, you came all the way to mess with me, and in the end, I became an evil heretic?
Clay Bodhisattva still has three points of anger. What you are doing is a bit too much. Although everyone loves beauty, don’t think that because you are beautiful, I will be embarrassed to attack you.
Taiyi sword points, pointing out with one finger.
“Dang!”
Fengyun woman was so ashamed and angry that she couldn't hold the sword at all, and the soft sword in her hand flew out.
Took a step forward and came to the front of the charming woman, almost bumping into her.
“Bang!”
He slapped the rich woman on the chest with a palm.
The huge elastic force directly ejected the Feng Yun woman. She fell to the ground with a bang and fainted immediately.
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“Sister!”
The woman carrying the bamboo basket was shocked. Just as she was about to come forward to help, the situation suddenly changed and she had no time to react.
As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos. In his confusion, Chen Muyu had already hit the acupuncture point with a finger in the air.
My limbs were numb and I couldn't move. The wind from my palm hit me, my vision went dark, and I lost consciousness.
The forest was silent.
Lying on the ground.
Chen Muyu clicked his tongue, it was really hard to persuade the sisters.
This is so overwhelming that there is no room for resistance!
Actually, this cannot be blamed on my sisters. I have been chased all this way by you, and my internal energy is almost exhausted. How can I be as powerful as you?
“Over there, over there!”
At this time, there was a noise from the edge of the forest, and it was obvious that someone was approaching.
Is anyone really coming?
Hearing the footsteps, there are quite a few people.
Chen Muyu didn’t want to cause trouble, so he stepped forward and hugged the two women.
There is another one on the ground, the young man playing with a hoe.
Silver Shadow Flyboard can carry up to two more people.
“Let’s have some fun!”
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Muyu kicked the young man into the bushes nearby.
Summoned the Silver Shadow Flying Board, turned on the stealth mode, and hid in the canopy of a nearby large banyan tree.
He was in no hurry to leave, he wanted to see who were coming.
In the canopy of the tree, hugging people from left to right, they are fragrant, waxy, and soft, which really tests one's concentration.
Soon, Chen Muyu saw a group of people breaking into the forest.
There were quite a few people there, more than twenty.
Most of them are women, and all of them wear uniform Taoist attire.
The leader of the group looked to be an old woman in her sixties or seventies, not tall, with a kind and blessed look on her face.
Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows.
He has seen this person before. Chen Muyu met this person at the Three Altar Dharma Assembly in Shao'e Mountain some time ago.
Taoist nun Qingyue from Jingyun Mountain in Yuzhou, an elder of the Daoist Kun sect.
At that time, Li Yuanshan introduced him to him, but there were too many seniors on the mountain at that time, so Chen Muyu did not pay too much attention.
Jingyun Mountain, the head of Jingyun Temple, is only in the late stage of concentration. At 68 years old, he is not yet in the realm of Yuanshen.
To be honest, this realm is a bit unsatisfactory for one of the three ancient sects that was once as famous as Shao'e Qingshen.
“That was the contact signal from the Wushu Association just now. There must be comrades suffering nearby. Look for them quickly. They should be nearby!”
Taoist Aunt Qingyue shouted, obviously she had just seen the signal and rushed over.
So, this should be Jingyun Mountain.
In the tree, Chen Muyu was calculating in his mind. In just a short time, he actually chased him from Yandu to Jingyun Mountain in Yuzhou.
“Master, there is a dead person here!”
The two female disciples soon discovered the young man playing with a hoe in the bushes.
They were all young women. Wherever they saw a dead person, they all screamed in surprise and did not dare to approach.
However, Taoist Aunt Qingyue was well-informed. She came to the bushes and took a closer look. She raised her head and looked at these lovely disciples helplessly, "He was just injured and fainted. He was shocked. He quickly
Come and get him out!"
not dead!
Once they heard that he was not dead, the fear on the faces of the disciples subsided, and they gathered around and dragged the young man out with all their hands.
In the tree, Chen Muyu was sweating when he saw these little Taoist nuns. He was also frightened. He thought they were too heavy-handed and they really beat the man to death!
“Master, he is a man!” a young Taoist nun in his fifteenth or sixteenth year reminded beside him.
"I know!"
Taoist Aunt Qingyue couldn’t laugh or cry.
After searching the young man’s body, Taoist Priest Qingyue found a white waistband.
Slightly surprising.
The waistband is very ordinary, with two words written on it.
Frostfall!
“Frostfall? Master, what do you mean?” The female disciples next to her looked like a group of curious babies.
“This young man should be one of the twenty-four solar terms envoys of Shennongjia and Shennong Valley, Shuangjiang!” Without too much explanation, someone helped the young man sit up.
Click!
Taoist Aunt Qingyue ripped off the young man’s shirt.
Revealing a dark and muscular upper body.
"oops!"
All the Taoist nuns exclaimed, and those who had never seen the world turned away one after another, not daring to look at it at all.
“What a domineering move!”
Taoist Aunt Qingyue exclaimed.
Hearing this, the women couldn't help but be curious. They turned around and stood behind the young man. They saw a red to black palm print on the young man's back.
Shocking.
“Master, what kind of palm technique is this?” a slightly older female disciple asked,
Taoist Aunt Qingyue shook her head, "Some time ago, the Martial Arts Association issued a notice, looking for an old monster in Xiangshan Mountain. It looks a bit like the old monster's iron corpse palm. Could it be that the old monster came to Jingyun Mountain?"
Speaking of this, Taoist Aunt Qingyue frowned and looked around warily.
“Sister Qingyue, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t talk nonsense. I won’t bear the blame, okay?”
At this moment, a gloomy voice came from the edge of the woods.
Taoist Aunt Qingyue suddenly stood up.
All the female disciples immediately spread out in a circle to protect Taoist Sister Qingyue and the young man in the middle.
An old man in white clothes soon appeared in the woods, holding a long pipe in his hand. His face was sallow and he looked ugly, as if he hadn't washed his face in months, and his clothes were dirty.
Very powerful.
“Everyone, stand back!”
Taoist Aunt Qingyue was frightened when she saw this old man. It was a kind of creepy fear.
A group of little girls, who have been cultivating in the mountains for many years, are indifferent to the world. Although they have some cultivation skills, they have no actual combat experience at all. Taoist Aunt Qingyue scolded them. Everyone knew that this person was definitely not easy to mess with.
He quickly stepped back.
Taoist Aunt Qingyue held a whisk and looked at the old man in front of her very defensively, "Liu Yinshou, it is indeed you!"
“It’s just me!” The old man shrugged, picked up the cigarette rod, lit it, and took two puffs. He looked calm and calm, squinting at Taoist Sister Qingyue, as if he were meeting an old friend.
This chapter has been completed!