The Five Elements Barrier set up by Zhang Ziyu did not completely cut off the outside sight. The monks who had just saved the townspeople were dumbfounded as they looked at the massacre of Zhang Ziyu within the barrier. They were all stunned.
Taoist priest Qianhe was also in a daze. He knew that his nephew was powerful, but he didn't know that he was so powerful... One person besieged a group of people. Even if he was a god, that's pretty much it, right?
"Fellow Taoist Qianhe?"
A monk barely recovered, shook Qianhe's shoulders, and asked: "Are all of you in Maoshan... so powerful?"
Qianhe looked embarrassed, shook his head quickly and said, "I...my nephew is a special case."
"it's over."
Suddenly someone shouted, and the Five Elements Barrier had been dispersed by Zhang Ziyu, and the scene inside completely appeared in front of everyone.
All the ghost masters were killed, and all the ghosts were beaten to pieces. The corpses lying on the ground were all killed by the dragon elephant shadow, and those killed by Zhang Ziyu had been strung together by chains. There were dozens of corpses.
The body was charred black and almost dry.
Zhang Ziyu continued to use his lightning skills and opened the barrier, which consumed a lot of money. If he hadn't fed back through the flying zombie chain, he wouldn't have been able to last this long.
"Wow"
Zhang Ziyu twitched the chain, and all the corpses of the ghost masters on the chain fell to the ground. The chains sank into his body and disappeared.
After putting away the chains, he walked towards Taoist Master Qianhe and the others. As he walked, the dragon-elephant golden body slowly dispersed, and he arrived in front of everyone in a short time.
Although he didn't say anything and still had the same expression as before, all the monks consciously gave way to Zhang Ziyu with respect in their eyes.
Seniority is seniority, and strength is strength. In this life, he subdued more than a hundred ghost masters, and single-handedly slaughtered nearly thirty foundations. How could such a record not be respected or even feared?
"Uncle Master, how are the citizens of Mengshan Town saved?"
Chizuru replied: "More than a thousand people were rescued, less than half of the town, and a lot of healing potions were consumed."
Mengshan Town is a small town on a mountain, not as big as a land town, so it only has about 3,000 people. However, a fire and the massacre by the ghost masters before the fire killed more than half of the townspeople.
"Damn it!"
Hearing this data, all the monks couldn't help showing angry faces. If the Lingbao Sect hadn't come from behind, these thousand people wouldn't even have had time to save them from the fire.
"Uncle Zhanzhi, the subsequent affairs of the citizens of Mengshan Town may have to be handed over to your Lingbao Sect. If you need anything, just tell me."
"Master Nephew, thank you very much for your help in this unexpected incident."
Zhan Chi was also among the crowd, with a gloomy face. This time, the matter was really too big. The Taiping Sect actually dared to come to Mengshan Ju City.
Are they trying to rob the cultivation supplies? Are they attacking the Lingbao Sect and the entire cultivation world? They are seeking revenge.
"Three mountains and one branch, Ziyu has no choice but to take action, and those ghost controllers have gone too far."
Zhan Chi said with a cold face: "Our Lingbao Sect will never let this matter go. Once I report it to Master, I will use the power of Lingbao to find them out."
In the past, ghost masters were as slippery as loaches, and their clues were often lost. Now that so many people are dispatched at once, their whereabouts are completely impossible to cover up.
With the strength of the sect, it means that the disciples of the Lingbao sect will do just this one thing for a period of time, using all their methods. It is not that easy to hide it.
"Master Nephew Ziyu, as well as fellow Taoists, why don't you go to our Zaoge Mountain to repair for a period of time before going down the mountain?"
Everyone worked hard this time, and many people were injured. Zhanchi was also worried that something might happen to someone else under this situation, so he wanted to settle everyone first.
Zhang Ziyu shook his head and refused, saying: "My uncle and I will go first, but I, Maoshan, will not stand by and watch this matter."
After Zhang Ziyu said goodbye to Qianhe, he waved his hand to summon the big bone sword, and then left with his uncle's sword.
"You can fly with a sword and have such ability after just building a foundation...Maoshan is very lucky."
I don’t know who said this, but no one among the monks refuted it, and there were quite a few who nodded. If there were such disciples, who wouldn’t laugh to death?
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"That junior of yours is really powerful. He can fight against hundreds of people alone and defeat the entire crowd. Were you also this powerful back then, Shenqing Lian?"
On the top of the mountain opposite Meng Mountain, Shen Qinglian and Qing Linglong stood side by side, very close to each other, as if they were already here when the ghost master attacked at night.
"I can't do it. Weapon refining, elixir refining, formations, and this body refining golden body are all top-notch in the world. You are worthy of being my Maoshan disciple."
Shen Qinglian smiled happily, it was a great thing for Maoshan to have such a junior.
"Don't you think it's strange that he has a dragon-elephant golden body?"
Qing Linglong looked at Shen Qinglian with questions in her eyes.
"Yes, if you think about it, I'm afraid they are the same fellow practitioners as that Guifu guy. It's just that Guifu guy has changed his technique, and this little guy has obviously just started."
Qing Linglong's face showed surprise. She had such power and power just after entering the school. This Maoshan disciple is really amazing.
"Aren't you worried about him growing up and ruining your affairs?"
"Why worry?"
Shen Qinglian smiled and asked, "I don't seek to be number one in the world, nor do I seek to unify the cultivation world."
Qing Linglong snorted coldly: "You don't want to. Why don't you tell the little Taoist priest that this ghost controller is your creation and see if he stands on your side?"
"Change comes at a cost, and what some people think doesn't matter."
Shen Qinglian always seems to have such an indifferent expression, as if he doesn't care about anything and is calm and composed.
Qing Linglong was used to this man's attitude, so she just snorted to show her dissatisfaction and said: "You also watched the Taiping Sect's performance, how about it? This time the ghost master should meet your requirements, right?"
"It's not time yet, it's too immature."
Shen Qinglian shook his head and said: "Although cultivation is possible, there are too many casualties. Less than one in ten ordinary people survives, and half of them are alienated ghost cultivators. There are very few people who can barely make it up, and there is still a way to go.
It’s hard to walk.”
"Ghosts combine filth into one body. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to control ghosts. You have already opened up a new path, what else do you want?"
Qing Linglong's eyes flashed with distress. Only she knew how difficult it was to walk such a path from scratch. It was still incomplete. Wouldn't it take all the effort to be willing to do it?
Shen Qinglian smiled and said: "It won't be too long this time. My junior has given me a lot of inspiration. It may be feasible to control ghosts by solidifying the direction of spiritual power and restraining circuits. Let me make some changes.
"
"he?"
Qing Linglong suddenly thought of the black and white guns that Shen Qinglian had been playing with for the past two days, and said, "You mean those black and white guns?"
"good"
Shenqing Lian was full of approval and said: "Although the double spear pattern is similar to a talisman, it is not the same. The method of constructing the spiritual power circuit is very special. It is somewhat similar to the meridians. It can be used on the body of living creatures to create something from scratch.
Build a circuit, maybe you can control ghosts."
Qing Linglong turned her beautiful eyes and said: "In that case, why don't you bring that boy in to help you? He is your descendant anyway..."
"Qing Linglong, don't touch him."
Qing Linglong frowned and asked: "Why?"
"My path may not be right. His talent is extraordinary, maybe..."
"Humph, you are so worried and indecisive. After all, you still can't let go for Maoshan, right?"
Qing Linglong was a little angry, but she did not continue on this topic and asked: "What about the Taiping Religion? Does the plan need to be changed?"
"There is no need to pay any more attention to the Taiping Sect. If you die, you will die. There are still too few people in the world who actively cultivate ghosts, and they can't bewitch many people. This time the ghost cultivation skills are spread out, and the status of the ghost controllers is tested. Their tasks
It has already been achieved.”
Shen Qinglian's tone was calm, it felt like throwing away useless things, without any pity or feeling of distress.
"The plan remains as before. First go find the ghost Buddha and the lame man and make some preparations. You only have one chance, so there is no room for failure."