"Hey, have you seen the clock no longer?"

"Yes, that kid wasn't still in the team before, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"

A group of people who rushed into Longyuan excitedly were suddenly reminded and looked around.

Bao Rong and Zhang Ruoxu, who had already taken the lead, stood on a rock with a good view and searched everywhere.

"This kid is really cunning. I don't know where the cat is."

"He's quick."

"He Zhizhang has touched it, let's follow us too."

Bao Rong smiled and said, "What's the hurry? Do you really think Zhang Qijun is so kind and handed over the saint's inheritance to others? It's not that simple. Let's deal with these messes first. As for He Zhizhang, let him fight to the death with the Hualong first. Then we can reap the benefits of the fisherman. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"So many Zhang family worshipers, with the power of the two of us, I'm afraid..."

"Brother Zhang, please take a look."

After leaving the sight of the two housekeepers of the Zhang family, Zhong Yue slowed down and put a yellow talisman on a cliff. Although the two groups of new and old people in the Zhang family worship have sworn in front of the holy monument, some dead men are unscrupulous about the improvement of their realm. They are willing to be deficient in the Taoist heart or have difficulty in plaguing them.

Zhong Yue did not wade into this muddy water, so he slipped away. After waiting for a long time, he slowly moved forward.

The cliffs on both sides are smooth and exposed. No matter how skilled a person is, he cannot walk into the eaves and walls. Therefore, there is only one way to enter. As for what is in the abyss, Zhong Yue doesn't know.

If Lao Gou was there, there would be some kind of care. I don’t know what the dead dog was like, so I suddenly disappeared. Zhong Yue recalled the two words Zhang San said before, “The hidden dragon in the abyss and the golden scales are not objects in the pond.”

This first sentence is easy to explain. If you look at the wall of the Qianbian Mountain, it will be the place where the hidden dragon is dormant. Zhang San said before that this dragon-turning pond is dangerous and strange because the dragon drawn by the ancestor of the Zhang family was pointed. If so, then with these methods of squatting the edge, Zhong Yue felt that he could not survive under the dragon painting.

In this way, this is a dead end, and why Zhang Qijun is not worried at all, whether he will be picked up by the person who accidentally entered.

Isn’t the golden scales a thing in the pond? When the wind and clouds change, the dragon will change.

What does Fengyun mean?

As Zhong Yue walked, he suddenly realized something was strange. Isn’t this the rock that he just hid?

He frowned. The dragon abyss before looked like it was from the bottom of the pen, so how could it go back? Or did he remember it wrongly?

He put the stones on the ground into a triangle and continued to move forward. After a stick of incense, when he saw the three stones on the ground, Zhong Yue fell into deep thought. It was so mysterious? He could walk back in a mysterious way to the end. It was so amazing.

He simply closed his eyes and walked forward. The nine gods and men were touched unintentionally, so that Zhong Yue's vision could be extended with his eyes closed!

This is!

He recalled all the experiences he had at Lanting that day.

A black and white world!

Zhong Yue looked forward and felt the mystery of this place. It was not a straight road?!

He walked slowly forward along the narrow white road, not worried about hitting something, because no matter people or things, they would always be contaminated with ink. There is no clean and flawless person in the world? After walking for a while, Zhong Yue saw two forks of roads. So that's it. It seems that the entrance to this abyss is impossible for ordinary people to break in.

Maybe only the Squat Stage or Hanmo Realm can detect the mystery here. Zhong Yue's special existence can only be said to be a bit evil and lost.

He walked into the entrance of the trail and found the corpse lying on the ground. Not only did he raise his eyebrows, but he was dead?

Although Zhong Yue didn't know these people, they were all worshipped by the Zhang family without exception. They were all fatal by one blow, and they looked like bullets were pierced. Zhong Yue couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Isn't he a little white rabbit in front of these people? He was hesitating whether to go in.

Nowadays, the problems of [Eight Methods of Bone Painting] or [Seven Methods of Bone Painting] have always troubled Zhong Yue and blocked his last step in painting. If it were the seven methods, then Zhong Yue could be said to have been fulfilled, but he was unwilling to give up. Why was he unwilling to give up?

Now that I have escaped unscrupulously, maybe I can still observe the "Seven Saints Pictures" in the Zhang family, but as for whether other holy calligraphy can be borrowed, this is another matter. Do you want to sell your own color in order to borrow it?

Zhong Yue shook his mind and quickly gave up the idea. He was originally blocked from his eyes like a zombie, but now he closed his eyes and his vision became clear. He could not be ambitious about the so-called inheritance, but he returned without success, so Zhong Yue was also unwilling to accept it.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!

It's so bad, you can't quit the copy!

Zhong Yue took this step and glanced at the corpse beside him. He could only say that the few old men were more determined than the sky and had greater ambition than strength. He continued to walk forward and focused his attention to prevent sudden situations around him at any time.

"Zhang Ruoxu, Bao Rong, you two must die a good death!"

"The dignified Wu Zhong family actually hurt people with such a despicable secret arrow for their own selfish interests!"

Zhang Ruoxu and Bao Rong stood next to him four old Zhang family worshipers. Look at the decoration and dress, it shouldn't have been joining Zhang Ji's offerings these days, and it is very likely that they have been lurking for several years.

"A few old thieves have sworn to the Holy Monument. Are you not afraid of retribution?"

"Haha, I am already a person who has half a foot stepped into the coffin. I have no hope of breaking the situation for my whole life and helping the young master clear the way. This is my duty."

These five or six people were covered in blood, and they were more resistant to hitting than the seven or eight people who were killed by one blow, but they were dying and had no power to resist.

"I didn't expect that the Bao family had already buried chess pieces." Zhong Yue hid aside and looked at the battle ahead. He naturally could not meddle in other people's business. He had the strength and bravery, so he was a hero, but he sacrificed fearlessly, so there was no need for him. Both sides were not good people.

Bao Rong and Zhang Ruo stood with frowned,

"Old Ye, Mr. Ming, I will leave it to the two of you. Old Chi, uncle, and several entourages from the Zhang family, please wait with me. He Zhizhang has been in for a long time. If he takes the lead, it will be a bad thing."

The old man who put his hands on his sleeves and was obviously superior to the rest of the people smiled and said, "Don't panic, how can the children of the He family match that the finishing touch painted dragon? I have already sent a message to the masters in the Dharma Book Realm at home to come and help. It won't take long to kill this evil dragon!"

"Okay, then let's go and see Brother He for a ride first."
Chapter completed!