Three Hundred Miles from Kongsang Mountain, Shanyin City
"Baguio, this Kongmulg Mountain is definitely not as simple as the secret treasure left behind by the black-hearted old man. Now the Changsheng Hall, Hehuan Sect, Shenjian Sect...all the big and small sects have come, even the Qingyun Gate in the righteous path, Burning Incense
There are people coming from the valley and Tianyin Temple..."
Youji looked at the girl in front of her with worry in her eyes, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Baguio.
"Aunt You, who else is not here?"
Baguio turned around and looked at You Ji, but there was no worry in her bright eyes.
When Youji saw her like this, she knew that she couldn't be persuaded. Although the girl in front of her was young, she was stubborn and couldn't turn back what she had decided.
Youji had no choice but to reply: "We have incited many sects of the Demonic Way to come here, but there is no one from the Wandu Sect. Rumor has it that the valley has been closed."
"Feng Gu?"
There was disbelief in Baguio's eyes, and she said in a clear voice: "I'm afraid she is planning something secretly."
She looked at You Ji and said: "Aunt You asked us disciples of the Ghost King Sect to keep an eye on Kongsang Mountain. This matter must not be caused by the blood refining hall left by the black-hearted old man. I want to see what happened.
Something happened."
"What about the sect master?"
Baguio was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Tell my father as well."
"Dong dong dong"
After the two of them finished talking, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly came. A man in yellow came to them, knelt down and clasped his fists, and said: "Miss, Holy Envoy Youji, a young man sitting on a fire unicorn came down from Kongsang Mountain.
Taoist, you are already at the foot of the mountain now..."
The monk in yellow suddenly looked strange and paused slightly in his words.
Youji frowned and said coldly: "How about at the foot of the mountain?"
"The man set up tables and chairs, set up a fire and roasted rabbits. He said he would kill ten of them as soon as possible."
When You Ji heard this, she looked strange, but Baguio suddenly became interested and said, "Aunt You, let's go over and take a look."
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At the foot of Kongsang Mountain, smoke rises slowly
Zhang Ziyu actually set up a fire by himself, and used a long stick with two forks to roast the plump rabbit on the fire.
The rabbit was caught in the Monster Ranch, and the skin and meat had just the right amount of fat. Under the heat of the flames, the glistening fat slowly fell down, making a sizzling sound.
The fragrance gradually spreads, the spices are sprinkled on it, and honey is poured on it evenly with one hand, and the fragrance suddenly spreads even more.
Opposite Zhang Ziyu, a large group of people had gathered around several hundred meters away, a mixture of fish and dragons, and different groups. At a glance, there were no less than several hundred people.
This was when Zhang Ziyu was roasting rabbits, and the various factions who gradually gathered together were mostly demonic cultivators, followed by some casual cultivators. Of course, there were also righteous ones. The most prominent one was the tall and majestic figure in the corner.
A true disciple.
Of course, they are the smallest in number, with the Fenxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple sects as the main ones. The Qingyun Sect also sent people, but they were the smallest in number, with only five disciples.
Zhang Ziyu was still roasting the rabbit and glanced at the anxious crowd: "It looks like it's almost ready."
"Hey, kid, tell us quickly, what happened on Kongsang Mountain?"
Someone asked loudly in the distance. If you look carefully, it is a thin Taoist priest wearing a gray Taoist robe, with triangular eyes and a goatee. He is holding a green sword in his hand and staring at Zhang Ziyu with gloomy eyes.
And the steel unicorn in front of him.
The Taoist priest's name is Yu Qingzi, one of the elders of the Changsheng Hall. He has attained the sixth level of Qing Dynasty. He is a sinister man and is good at using a green snake sword. He is one of the masters of the demon sect and has dominated the demonic figures for hundreds of years.
He looked at the God General Qilin in front of Zhang Ziyu with fear in his eyes. Not only him, but everyone present looked at Zhang Ziyu with hatred and pain in their eyes, all because of the God General Qilin.
Zhang Ziyu said that he wanted to wait for someone, but most of the people who were eyeing Kongsang Mountain were members of the Demon Cult. They could not be honest and obedient, so they immediately wanted to take action and question Zhang Ziyu.
The ones who took action were two disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. Although their strength was not as high as that of the Qing Dynasty, they were still at the ninth level of the Jade Qing Dynasty. Anyone who could deal with a young boy like Zhang Ziyu would be sure of success.
But just as he was less than ten meters away, the God General Qilin suddenly opened his mouth and evaporated the person with a terrifying energy cannon.
It was this scene that shocked many people and made them dare not take action easily now.
But now, more and more people from the demonic path and even the righteous path are gathering, and these people are getting more and more ready to take action.
No matter how powerful that puppet is, can it still be compared to so many people?
So Yu Qingzi from Changsheng Hall stepped forward first.
"Sure enough, the rumors are right. Changshengtang is just a group of people who look like Taoist priests and have no brains at all."
"you wanna die!"
Zhang Ziyu said calmly while eating rabbit meat, but this attitude irritated Yu Qingzi.
The green snake sword flew out from his hand, and the green sword light about one foot long stabbed towards Zhang Ziyu.
"Bold"
God General Qilin spat out cold words, and his figure had already arrived in front of the sword.
With a sonorous sound, the god general Qilin broke the sword light with one claw. The entire green snake sword was blown away by him and was inserted less than a foot in front of Yu Qingzi.
The blade of the sword was completely submerged into the ground, leaving only a little bit of the hilt.
Yu Qingzi's face was gloomy. Although it was just a test, this weird unicorn puppet definitely had a super-clear level combat capability.
'Damn it, what is the origin of this guy? He actually has such a puppet. Is the legendary treasure from heaven and earth real?'
"Amitabha, just now you said that this young knight would wait for everyone to gather. Now that the various factions have arrived, I wonder if the young knight can tell you something about what happened on Kongsang Mountain?"
In Tianyin Temple, an old monk stood up and called the Buddha's name.
The old monk's name is Puzhen, a monk of the same generation as Puzhi. Although he has not achieved the title of one of the four great monks, his strength cannot be underestimated. The Brahma Prajna has reached the third level, which is equivalent to the fifth level of the Supreme Purity.
of cultivation.
This time the disciples from Tianyin Temple came to investigate Kongsang Mountain, and he was the one leading the team.
Although Puzhen asked politely, at the end of the day he still wanted to know what happened on Kongsang Mountain.
Zhang Ziyu ate a rabbit leg, then casually thrust the roasted rabbit to the side, the stick went into the ground, and the rabbit hung by the fire.
He wiped his hands, glanced at everyone, and said: "We are all here, let's talk about it. Zhang Ziyu, the small road, this Kongsang Mountain with a radius of three hundred miles will be my dojo from now on, and the visions inside are as good as
It doesn’t matter to you, who is in favor and who is against?”
Zhang Ziyu still had a smile on his face and was very kind. He was just playing, since the territory was drawn anyway.
"Hmph, that's such a big tone. Do you really think you are a black-hearted old man when you take over Kongsang Mountain? Hand over the demon's treasure and tell us what happened on the mountain, otherwise..."
Before anyone from the demonic path could speak, a person from the righteous path stood up and spoke first.
This man is young, wearing white clothes, holding a red jade ruler in his hand, and his brows are full of arrogance.
Zhang Ziyu looked at the right path and was full of arrogance. Then he looked at the monks at Tianyin Temple and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"From Incense Valley?"
"Li Xun of Fenxiang Valley"
Good guy, when you announce your name with your head held high, that makes you look even more proud.
Zhang Ziyu looked at him deeply and said, Fenxiang Valley is great, you came at the right time.
"Stop talking nonsense to him. He's only one person. No matter how powerful the puppet is, what will happen? Let's all go together, don't let the Zhengdao kid get the upper hand."
Seeing the righteous people starting to speak, the people of the Divine Sword Cult couldn't sit still.
They had lost two second-generation disciples, and they were still the best. How could they now watch the righteous people cut off the benefits? Their elder, the Black Sword Ancestor, immediately clamored to take action.
Although the Divine Sword Sect is not as good as the top demonic forces such as the Ghost King Sect and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, after the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was closed, he got the most benefits because he was the closest. It is not surprising at all that it is now expanding.
"superior"
Someone greeted him, and someone else catered to him. All of a sudden, everyone rushed towards Zhang Ziyu quickly, as if whoever arrived first could capture Zhang Ziyu first.