Zhang Wenfeng used Qinggong to cross a small river in the south by stepping on throwing branches.
After two trips back and forth, no matter how sensitive the hunting dog's nose was, it could not smell his scent or trace his traces. It circled in a large circle in the night to prevent the thieves from following and attacking.
The sound of banging was heard from the direction of the town. He crossed the official road from the south and returned to the foot of the short mountain belonging to Xianling Temple.
Autumn is cold and the dew is heavy, and I walk alone on the mountain night.
The wind blew the withered thatch on both sides of the path, making a rustling sound.
Zhang Wenfeng suddenly stood still at his feet and turned around. With a "clang" sound, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and the light green light waved out the longing shadow of the sword.
"Tsk", with incredible speed, the Bizhu Sword struck a ball of black mist thrown out from the thatch on the left with its slant thrust.
The faint howl of ghosts was shrill and depressing, as if coming from underground.
Zhang Wenfeng moved with his sword, and with just one blow, the Yin Gui who sneaked up on him almost cut into two pieces, killing the Yin Gui so much that he lost most of his life, and his movements were slow on the spot.
With his left hand, he took out the most precious "Golden Light Amulet" left by his master from his sleeve.
Chant the mantra quickly:
"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all qi. I have cultivated for thousands of kalpas to prove my magical power. Inside and outside the three realms, only Tao is the only one. There is golden light in my body, which reflects my body. I can't see it, and I can't hear it. It encompasses the heaven and the earth, and nourishes all living beings. Receive it.
Hold it once and your body will be bright."
Taoist priests who have no Yuanqi and are not involved in cultivating immortals draw talismans with the help of gods' incense and wish power, which require complicated spells and manuals to activate. Whether it is the speed or power of casting the talisman, it is obviously faster than the talismans drawn by immortal cultivators.
Much worse.
Zhang Wenfeng had just turned into Qi and had no time to study new spells.
Since the thief dares to arrange a sneak attack here, he does not dare to be careless. No matter how rare the amulet is, he should use it first to make himself invincible.
He did not retreat but rushed forward. His body was as light as a civet cat. He twisted and turned to avoid the sneak attack of the figure rushing out from the right.
Many experiences of wandering around the world were on rainy days or during winter leisure, when Uncle Lame would brag and teach him.
This "raccoon walk" is one of Uncle Cripple's life-saving tricks.
He learned it, and it was just right to use it on the narrow mountain road at this time. The wind was blowing behind him and pressing forward step by step. His green bamboo sword made a half arc, illuminating the surrounding area with a dense light green.
The sword light moved forward like a spiritual snake striking out.
At the same time, Yi Xin Er quickly finished reciting the incantation, and slapped the yellow talisman held in his left hand against his chest. The yellow light flashed and disappeared, and the yellow paper supporting the Taoist magic faded seriously and fell lightly to the ground.
"Dang", the tip of the sword stabbed into the open palm of a hand behind him.
There was a sound of metal collision, but it did not pierce the grabbed palm. Zhang Wenfeng was surprised.
With the help of spiritual vision, he finally turned around and saw clearly what was attacking him.
The skin of the person in front of me was dry and pale. Half of the face exposed under the burqa looked like a skeleton. Green light burst out from the deep-set eye sockets like a will-o'-the-wisp. His fingernails were sharp, and his body was covered with velvety white hair that seemed to be moldy.
It's a lifeless white zombie!
Zhang Wenfeng didn't react slowly. He twisted his wrist slightly and the tip of the sword slipped out from the zombie's grasping fingers.
Unable to let the painless zombies take away his magic weapon, he jumped backwards in small steps along the five-foot mountain path, moving left and right, dodging the zombies' whirring and crazy attacks.
In his previous life, he grew up listening to stories about monsters, evil spirits, and zombies.
I have no fear of the ugly monster in front of me.
It's a pity that he has just entered Huaqi Realm for the first time and is very unfamiliar with the methods of cultivating immortals. Even the green bamboo sword in his hand cannot exert 20% of its power and can only be used as an ordinary sword.
Of course, it is much more powerful than ordinary swords. That sword cut the zombie's palm to pieces, leaving only blood.
Zhang Wenfeng had two yellow talismans on his body, which were used to deal with ghosts. He could not get rid of zombie attacks for a while.
He reserved a third of his energy to guard against sneak attacks by thieves who were hiding in the dark and controlling the zombies. At the same time, he was quickly thinking of ways to deal with the zombies. Escape to the mountains was not an option, and might instead cause disaster to the Taoist temple.
"Chirp chirp", several hidden weapons attacked his back in a semi-fan shape.
Zhang Wenfeng was attacked from both sides and had no way to hide. He secretly shouted: "Protect yourself!"
The sword in his hand was drawn in a semicircle, with a tricky angle, and as he shifted his movement to the side, he stabbed at the knee of the right leg of the zombie that was charging at him ferociously, trying to attack him from both sides, killing him.
Cut the dry muscles and ligaments and remove the zombie's right leg.
A layer of pale golden light emitted from his body, and the two hidden weapons were bounced away with a "bang bang" sound.
Other hidden weapons grazed the body, and even a pointed needle with a faint blue luster stabbed the chest of the zombie who was leaning to the right.
Zhang Wenfeng's body was like a whirlwind, and he swung his sword to kill behind the big tree on the right side. The brainless zombies were no longer a problem. He saw a black figure fleeing up the hillside, and with one sword, he killed the zombie.
He only regained consciousness after being hit hard by the ghost that came at him.
A sword stabbed out from behind the big tree almost silently, from bottom to top, attacking Zhang Wenfeng's left rib vitals.
The dark figure leaping uphill suddenly turned around and raised his hand, and several hidden weapons shot through the air. Thanks to Zhang Wenfeng's spiritual eye skills in the dark night, he could clearly see the path of the small hidden weapons.
He turned sideways and lowered his sword to block, and the remaining Yuan Qi exploded with force.
Regardless of sneak attacks with hidden weapons, the green bamboo sword shines with green light.
"Crack", the narrow black sword cut off the sneak attack, the sword light turned into a bright green afterimage, and stabbed behind a squatting bush like lightning, unable to dodge the startled masked figure's chest, and penetrated with force into the chest.
"Bang bang", two more hidden weapons were bounced away by Zhang Wenfeng's dim golden light, and the other three hidden weapons were passed by him.
"Cultivator Huaqi, damn..."
The black figure on the hillside a few feet away screamed, it was the voice of a young woman.
She saw that the opponent's "golden light amulet" could not last long, and wanted to use up the opponent's protective means, and then work together to deal with it, so that the guy who ruined their good deeds could not survive, but she did not expect that the opponent had already cultivated Yuan Qi.
How can she fight?
What's more, the other party did not lack experience in fighting with others, as Lu Jinzhong, who had already died and lied about military information, said.
On the contrary, both in terms of cleverness and tactics, he is as ruthless and courageous as a seasoned veteran.
This also explains why yesterday's spell casting was unsuccessful.
The other party may have been caught off guard last night and used tricks to deceive the evil ghost who was pressing the bed, instead of killing the evil ghost immediately. Today, he specially set up a trap to lure them into taking the bait.
The black shadow on the hillside saw that her companion was about to die with one move. She didn't dare to stay, so she smashed a bead downwards, and a dark green smoke exploded with a "bang". The woman used the smoke to cover her and escaped far away.
Zhang Wenfeng did not pursue him. The Yuan Qi in his body was almost exhausted, and the effectiveness of the protective amulet had expired.
I still don’t know how many thieves there are in the dark?
He could no longer use his spiritual eye skills. To be cautious, he should not chase the enemy in the dark, lest he be plotted by the opponent at night.
He pierced the black shadow's neck with his sword and pulled out the green sword. A string of blood beads slid down, and the sword was as smooth as new.
He retreated from the tree to the mountain road, not daring to get close to the green mist that just had "I am poisonous" written on it. With a few swipes of his sword, he dismembered the white zombie that was still crawling on the ground with a vicious shape and an instinct to attack him.
His sword is sharp, and since he has found a way to deal with the white zombie, he will not be polite to it.
Finally, it pierces the zombie's eye socket and extinguishes two groups of ghostly light, making the zombie completely immobile.
Zhang Wenfeng walked to the windward part of the mountain road. He waited for the cold wind to blow away the green mist and dissipated it. He waited for another half-quarter of an hour for the light to shine on the horizon. Then he walked behind the big tree and used the tip of his sword to pick off the face of the man who fell behind the bush. Masked black scarf.
Under the light of the light green sword, there is a young and beautiful woman, her eyes are wide open, and she has already died.
He glanced at the particularly bulging breasts under the night clothes.
He shook his head. The Taoist master also had a temper and was too lazy to recite sutras for the female thief who wanted to assassinate him.
He had been accustomed to seeing dead people since he was a child, and he had no feeling of discomfort after going to the underworld.