Zhang Xiaozu and Fufeng Mou were full of energy and wanted to make a big move, but unfortunately June has arrived, and the masters of Longfeng Pavilion in each city have basically left to pay tribute to Longfeng Villa.
The two of them went to several cities in succession, but failed in all of them. They were very discouraged.
In the end, the two of them got angry and directly robbed the Dan Pavilions opened by Longfeng Villa in various cities.
Capture nine cities in a row and gain a lot.
He also killed six masters of the Holy Realm of Longfeng Villa and countless experts of the Star Realm.
When the news reached Longfeng Villa, the owner of Longfeng Villa was so angry that he led a group of pavilion masters who were paying tribute in the villa to capture the two robbers. However, the two robbers had already smelled the danger and escaped first.
Only Mr. Zhang and Mr. Xing are left with a great reputation.
The two were so arrogant that every time they robbed a city, they would leave their names on the city gate tower, openly challenging the authority of Longfeng Villa.
The pseudonym used by Fufeng was Xing Sihai, so he was called Fourth Master Xing.
The reason why Zhang Xiaozhu called him Mr. Zhang was because Fufeng asked him who was the eldest son in the family. He answered that he was the third eldest son according to the order in which he and Zhou Jianlai were married.
So he was called Mr. Zhang Sanye by Fufeng.
In fact, with Zhang Xiaozhu's character, even if he had a grudge against Longfeng Villa, he would not do such an arrogant thing as leaving his name on the city gate tower. However, Fufeng was holding bad news in his stomach and kept encouraging Zhang Xiaozhu unknowingly.
Then it became publicized following Fufeng.
The two fled eastward from the territory of Longfeng Villa, and then found a secluded place to start dividing the loot.
"Haha, so enjoyable!"
"Master Longfeng's nose is probably twisted with anger!"
Zhang Xiaozu looked at the piles of pills he had received and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Feeling like I was taking revenge on Longfeng Villa, I finally let out some of the bad breath I had been holding in my heart.
"It's a pity that we started too late, otherwise we would have gained more." Fufeng shook his head and said regretfully, "Brother Zhang, the tribute from Longfeng Pavilion is once every six months, what plans do you have at the end of the year?"
The implication is that we will come back to rob again in half a year.
He wants to continue to cultivate Zhang Xiaopeng, because this little reputation is not enough at the moment.
Zhang Xiaozhu was very moved when he heard this, but he had too many things to do, so he couldn't determine the situation in half a year. After pondering for a while, he replied: "I plan to find a secluded place to practice for a period of time, and then go to the south.
It’s hard to confirm the arrangements after half a year.”
"Well, I'm also going to find a place to practice and improve. With my current level of cultivation, I'm still far from being able to have a blood feud," Fufeng said.
But he was saying to Zhang Xiaopou in his heart: "Yes, you really need to practice hard to improve yourself. The higher your cultivation level, the worse your reputation will be."
"In this way..." Fufeng waved his hand and put the pills on the ground in front of him into the void space, and said: "We two brothers find a place to have a good drink. After half a year, oh no, we have to make it earlier to avoid emptying out again, then eleven
On the first day of the month, if there are no other arrangements, we can meet up at our drinking place and join forces to do something together."
"It's up to you." Zhang Xiaozu nodded in agreement.
Half an hour later, the two of them came out of the mountains, found a nearby city, and entered a brothel under Fufeng's leadership.
Zhang Xiaozhu was very embarrassed. This was the first time for him to come to such a place.
It was noon, and most of the girls were resting.
The old madam is not very happy to accept guests.
But when Fufeng threw two gold leaves into her arms, a warm smile immediately appeared on her face, and she turned to the room upstairs and shouted: "Girls, come out quickly to receive the guests!"
That unique tone and voice are very penetrating.
The girls were very beautiful and enthusiastic, but they were all rejected by Zhang Xiaozu outright.
Fufeng snickered secretly, knowing that there was a beautiful girl hidden in Zhang Xiaozhu's painting, so he didn't dare to do anything wrong.
He was quite relaxed and chose two beautiful ones, hugging them on the left and on the right, feeling very happy.
The two sat down in the private room and ordered a table of food and wine.
"You stay away from this pervert from now on, don't let him lead you astray."
In The Painting of the Three Realms, Ye Mingyue warned Zhang Xiaozu.
She was very dissatisfied with Fufeng choosing a place like this to drink, and her impression of Fufeng plummeted.
"Haha, don't be fooled by his superficial behavior, he is not a pervert."
"Didn't you notice? He has always refused any further intimacy with those two girls."
Zhang Xiaozu explained in his mind for Fufeng.
He did not forcefully clear Fufeng's name, but he did notice Fufeng's behavior and found that he always kept a distance from the two girls beside him, and his eyes seemed to be squinting, but in fact his eyesight was always clear, so he knew that Fufeng
Not a pervert.
"I didn't see it at all." Ye Mingyue snorted coldly.
Zhang Xiaozhu smiled and shook his head, no longer dwelling on this issue, because he could clearly feel that Ye Mingyue was being unreasonable at this moment.
"Brother Zhang, what are you laughing at?" Fufeng asked curiously when he saw Zhang Xiaopou suddenly shaking his head and laughing to himself.
Zhang Xiaozu looked at Fufeng, but immediately looked back because the breasts of the two girls sitting on both sides of Fufeng were so rough that one more glance would make him dazzled and panicked.
"Brother Xing, I have a difficult question." Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly frowned and said.
The dazzling moment just now caused an even more dazzling figure to appear in his mind.
It's a pity that the beauty is already in her old age, and it's hard to say whether she will live or die now.
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but feel sad.
"What difficult problem is it?" Fufeng asked, "Tell me and see if I can answer it for you."
"I have a friend. Her soul was severely damaged, leaving only a weak remnant of her soul. Her cultivation was completely lost, and her vitality was exhausted. No matter whether it was nourished by utensils or directly devoured the soul, it could not restore her vitality and strength.
Get up, I wonder if there is any cure?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked.
"How old is your friend?"
"It's probably hundreds or thousands of years old, I'm not sure."
Fufeng nodded, frowned and thought for a while, and said: "The situation you are talking about should be that his soul has lost its vitality and has died, and his normal life span has long been exhausted. This situation is really difficult to treat, even with the most basic treatment.
To keep him alive, we need legendary rare treasures..."
"For example, there are rare treasures such as the Soul-Returning Fruit and Yuanyang Vitality, or treasures such as the Eternal Light Lamp and the Immortal Longevity Lock."
"It would be too difficult to awaken the vitality of his soul on the basis of saving his life."
"It is said that there is a fairy pond on the top of Wuding Mountain in Beiqiong, which is a holy place for ancient immortals to bathe and ascend. If you can climb to the top of Wuding Mountain to find the fairy pond and take a bath in it, you can awaken the dead soul and rebuild the road.
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Zhang Xiaozhu shook his head and smiled bitterly after hearing this.
For Ms. Dong, if she cannot resume her cultivation and just keep her life alive and linger, it would be better to die happily, so the soul-returning fruit, Yuanyang vitality and other rare treasures are of little significance to her.
However, the fairy pond on Wuding Mountain is an illusory existence and cannot be found at all.
The reason why Wuding Mountain is called Wuding Mountain is because it is as high as the sky and no one can climb its peak, so it is named Wuding Mountain.
If you can't climb the peak, how can you talk about looking for a fairy pond?
"The death of the soul is a terminal disease for cultivators. There is no cure. Only some mythical fairy lands in legends are alive. However, I have always felt that those are fantasy existences invented by cultivators to seek psychological comfort."
"Although our cultivators fight against the will of heaven and fight for their lives, there are still a few people throughout the ages who can truly transcend life and death. Even the Nine Heavenly Lords dare not say that they have transcended life and death. So when death comes knocking on the door, try to look away.
.”
"Here, let's drink this glass of wine to your friend who is about to pass away."
Fufeng raised his glass and said.
Zhang Xiaozhu sighed inwardly, feeling that Miss Dong might have faded away. He couldn't help but sadly picked up the wine glass, silently said "treasure" to Miss Dong in his heart, and drank the wine in one gulp.
Fufeng drank the wine in the glass and saw Zhang Xiaopou's sad face, as if he couldn't let go, so he asked: "What is the name of your friend? Is he very close to you?"
"Her name is Miss Dong. She is a very good friend of mine and has helped me a lot." Zhang Xiaozhu replied.
"Miss Dong?" Fufeng looked slightly startled, and then a sad look appeared on his face, and said: "I once knew a girl named Dong, but it's a pity that I am jealous of her beauty. Here, this cup -"
Jingle Bell!
Fufeng was just about to say, "Here's a toast to them," when suddenly the bell on his left wrist rang with a clear ring. His pupils trembled suddenly, and the sound suddenly stopped. He stared at the small and exquisite golden bell with an expression of disbelief.
look.
Zhang Xiaozu also looked at Fufeng's left wrist and was stunned for a moment.
He had long noticed the string of bells on Fufeng's wrist, and couldn't help but be curious, because no matter how violently Fufeng's wrist shook, the golden bells would not make any sound, so he always thought the bells might be broken.
But now the bell suddenly rang.
The strange thing is that it was not shaken by Fufeng's wrist, but vibrated by itself.
