At the foot of Fengmen Mountain in Yunan Province, in a dilapidated village, a group of people dressed as Taoist priests were taking a break in the village. In addition to the Taoist priests, there were also a few monks dressed in white rags, all looking like ascetics.
The village is dilapidated, but the houses are not old. There are signs of dilapidation everywhere and are faintly stained with blood. It seems that they were robbed not long ago.
"Fellow brothers and sisters, the ghosts in Fengmen Mountain have spread to the foot of the mountain. Tomorrow is the day we agreed to break the mountain. No matter how many brothers are left behind, we can't delay it any longer. We must take advantage of the time when the ghosts have not spread.
Come out and defeat this Taiping Sect ghost at ten o'clock at noon."
The speaker was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a blue robe, with extremely black eyebrows and a serious expression.
He is Zhan Xing, the senior brother of Zaoge Mountain. This time the Taiping Sect massacred nearly half of the residents of Mengshan Town, which angered the entire Zaoge Mountain. The senior brother also sent down the mountain.
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Even though he only looks middle-aged, he is older than Shi Jian. He is already sixty years old. However, he has been successful in cultivation and has reached the first level of God Refining, so he looks a little younger.
"Senior Brother Zhanxing, the Ghost King must be in charge of Guixiao on such a scale. The current situation is uncertain. If there is not enough manpower, then I am afraid there will be risks."
Uncle Jiu frowned slightly and expressed his worries. This ghost is not simple.
Black mist enveloped the entire Fengmen Mountain. Before it was formed, hundreds of ghosts went out and massacred many villages, which gave it such power.
The Caotang Village where they were located was massacred precisely because of the rampant ghosts.
"Hmph, it's just a ghost. How could any ghost king be able to escape the bombardment of lightning?"
A cold snort suddenly came from the side, and Uncle Jiu smiled bitterly when he heard this. Although it was not directed at him, it still gave him a soft nail.
The speaker was none other than Shi Jian, his face still serious. The old god was sitting on a wooden chair, his eyelids were slightly drooped, but he could still feel the edge in it.
In the presence of outsiders, he would naturally not break his skin and ruin Maoshan's reputation, but he had no scruples in raising contrary opinions, not to mention that he was very confident in his Lightning Thunder Fist.
Hearing this, Zhan Xing found it hard to answer. He had also heard about the fight between dragons and tigers in Zhan's generation in Maoshan.
Do you laugh at other people's disapproval?
Just kidding, it is impossible to comment on the family in Maoshanmen like this, three mountains and one branch, and there is nothing funny about it.
There are two heroes born in one generation at the same time. This situation is only possible due to the cultivation of gods. How dare you laugh?
However, Maoshan disagreed, so Zhan Xing had no choice but to look at Longhu Mountain and Lianhua Buddha Sect, and asked: "Brother Zhanwu, Master Yijie, what are the opinions of your two factions?"
Unlike Maoshan and Zaoge Mountain, Longhu Mountain and Lianhua Buddha Sect have relatively fewer visitors, with only about seven or eight people each.
There was no way, Zao Geshan was the main force in this search, with the largest number of people, almost twenty people came.
There was a message transmission order from Maoshan. Under emergency notification, naturally some disciples who were nearby could rush over, and the number was about fifteen.
The main ones are Jiu Shu, Shi Jian, Qian He, Zhan Yi, Zhan Zhi, etc. This is also the advantage of fast moving speed.
Zhang Zhan thought for a while and said: "What Junior Brother Lin said is not unreasonable. The internal situation of Guixiao is indeed unknown. We don't know why those ghost masters abandoned their altars and fled here. We need to be more careful."
"Amitabha"
Master Yijie was also speaking at this time. He was tall, with pale eyebrows, and a look of compassion on his face. He said: "The ghosts are ferocious. If they spread further, I'm afraid more people will be hurt by the ghosts. Why don't we start tomorrow?"
I’m going to test it out, and I hope that the monks from our four sects, a total of five god-refining realms, will not be in danger.”
The ghost king is also a ghost that is equivalent to the god of refinement. No matter how powerful this ghost is, there won't be five ghost kings, right?
If it had such strength, wouldn't the Taiping Religion be dead in the morning?
"What is that!"
Before the discussion came to a conclusion, suddenly a disciple outside the door exclaimed. Everyone thought it was a ghost attack, so they all rushed out of the door and immediately ducked outside.
I don't know when a black shadow appeared on the horizon, level with the dark clouds in the sky. It was moving very fast. As I spoke, it was gradually approaching Caotang Village.
At this time, everyone discovered that it turned out to be a ferocious-looking alien beast with its wings spread out. It was huge and could be seen from a distance.
"Where did this strange beast come from? I'm afraid it's not..."
Zhan Jingxing had just reached the point where he suddenly shrank violently, and he saw a young man wearing Taoist robes standing on the body of this strange beast.
"Everyone, there is another person on that strange beast, but which junior brother is it?"
When he asked this question, he was shocked in his heart. After all, are there people in Longhu Mountain and Maoshan who can subdue strange beasts? Isn't it possible that there are experts in the Zhan generation?
However, Uncle Jiu's face twitched and he was quite embarrassed: "Senior Brother Zhanxing, then, that should be our nephew?"
"Nephew?!"
As soon as Uncle Jiu came out, everyone's eyes fell on him. He was under a lot of pressure, not ordinary.
A strange beast with a length of nearly ten meters, its power is definitely not weaker than that of a foundation building, and it can almost become a mountain-protecting spiritual beast. Are you a disciple of the Zi-Zi generation like me?
Do disciples of the Zhizi generation have this ability?
Behind Zhan Xing, Zhan Chi and Zhan Le looked at each other and seemed to know who it was.
"Senior brother, if it's Senior Nephew Ziyu, it might not be impossible."
"kindness?"
Zhan Xing also remembered that there seemed to be a Maoshan nephew who was in the limelight on Mengshan Mountain before: "You mean the nephew on Mengshan Mountain."
"Exactly, Junior Brother Ziyu's cultivation level is better than that of most people of our Zhan generation. He can fight hundreds of ghost masters alone. It would not be surprising if he has such strength."
The words of a few people made everyone present become more curious about this Maoshan disciple.
At first, Zhang Ziyu's reputation had already been publicized due to the Mengshan incident. Of course, many people still didn't believe that he was fighting against a hundred people alone.
But everyone didn't think it was completely groundless. They just thought that Maoshan's generation had a rare talent who had already broken through the realm of foundation building at a young age.
But now it seems that the rumor is true.
And this Maoshan disciple is not a genius, but a monster-level figure who is far superior to ordinary people.
"call"
Zhang Ziyu drove the fire dragon and approached quickly. He had never been to Caotang Village before, so it was difficult for him to use apparation. As for the flying sword, how could the flying sword be as handsome as the dragon knight?
Seeing a group of people standing in the shabby village below, especially his uncle among the crowd, Zhang Ziyu felt that things seemed to be serious. Uncle Jiu would not be angry.
He bravely controlled the fire dragon and landed on the ground. His wings brought up billowing smoke and dust, and some disciples with low cultivation levels were even knocked up and staggered a few steps.
"hiss"
Many people sucked in the air-conditioning, trying to cool down the environment.
When I got closer, I realized that the fire dragon was not that big. It was nearly fifteen or six meters long from head to tail. Its scales were pitch black and it exuded a hot breath. When Beast Boy glanced at it, it looked extremely ferocious.
What a terrifying beast, ordinary foundation building is really no match for it.
There are specialties in the arts, and those with strong restraints such as fighting ghosts are easy to handle with magic weapons in hand, but to deal with strange beasts and monsters, you need to use hard strength.
"You little brat can't come here yet."
When Uncle Jiu saw Zhang Ziyu coming down, he said angrily.
"Uncle, it's not my fault. You asked me to come here quickly."
Zhang Ziyu directly threw the blame, and Uncle Jiu's face darkened. However, there were many Taoist friends present, so it was not easy for him to get angry and ruin Maoshan's face.
"I came here to meet you, uncles and uncles."
"yes"
Zhang Ziyu first came to Shi Jian and bowed slightly as a disciple: "Uncle Master."
"Well, not bad!"
Shi Jian opened his eyes slightly, as if lightning flashed, looking at Zhang Ziyu as if he wanted to see through him.
He didn't respond much, but his attitude was satisfied, because this disciple did not disgrace Maoshan.
Zhang Ziyu stood up straight, cupped his fists and saluted, and said: "Zhang Ziyu, a disciple of Maoshan's generation, has met all the masters and uncles, and has met all the masters."
Neither humble nor arrogant, with a majestic appearance, it makes people's eyes light up. This Maoshan really has a good disciple.
"Senior Brother Zhanxing, Ziyu is in charge of our Maoshan this time. It is up to him to decide whether to enter or not to enter this monster."