The donkey carried the young badger with its drooped head and many mud marks on its back, and followed the second senior brother Yue Anyan along the stream and into the mist-filled mountain gate formation. The fence left a foot of fence at the east side where the stream flows.
At the door of Xukuan Passage, there is a wooden sign hanging above, warning that outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission.
Yue Anyan recalled the inspirational use of controlling formation flags to utilize water sources.
This was the first time that she used the formation techniques she learned for actual combat protection. Not far into the formation, she stopped and stared at the gurgling stream in trance.
Zhang Wenxing waved his hand to the donkey, not to disturb Yue Anyan who was deep in thought. Besides, this place was already safe.
He and the donkey took a few steps around and continued to move forward. They watched Fu Gujing use two earth magic and talismans to easily kill Wu Chan. He was excited that he had found a fighting path that suited him. He was also
Earth constitution.
Walking out of the forest and onto the gravel path, the donkey raised his head and looked at the Qingzheng Courtyard not far away. He saw a figure holding an iron drill standing at the gate. He turned his butt and walked up the field to the water pool.
"Damn it, don't you want the basket and the copper coins in it? Do you still want to drink at noon? Come back to me."
Hear the old man's ferocious roar.
The donkey quickly passed the second senior brother and trotted all the way up the short mountain on the stone steps. Regardless of the old man staring at it, it spoke first and rubbed its head against the old lame man's shoulder.
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.
"Don't move around, let me see how you are injured? The blood is so bloody that it's scary. Be careful next time. Fortunately, you didn't hurt any bones. Come on, Mr. Lame will wash you with wine and water, and then apply some gold sore medicine.
Nothing will happen after keeping it for three days."
The old lame man picked up the little badger, which was still rubbing its head against him. He turned it over and took a look. Except for the mud marks on its back, there was no damage.
The second child, you can tell from the look on his face that everything is fine.
"Ba", he slapped the donkey, and the old lame man talked and taught the donkey to go towards the east courtyard.
The second senior brother smiled and shook his head, Lao Jianghu's prestige cannot be overshadowed.
Hearing the sound of reading coming from the direction of the training hall, he smiled even more happily.
County Road Record Branch.
Zhang Wenfeng changed into a new set of blue Taoist robes. After explaining the beginning of the matter to Dean Wu and Fu Gujing, he said doubtfully: "I'm just curious, how did the second-level shaman warrior pretending to be an Orion know my whereabouts and how he knew about my whereabouts?
Ambush in remote mountains in advance?”
He didn't say he suspected a mole.
I had carefully checked my body before and found no traces of witchcraft.
Wu Qianping pondered for a while and then whispered: "There are 'divination masters' among the red witches. They can calculate certain things they want to know at the cost of losing their lifespan. From the last time they wiped out the nests of two groups of witch cultivators,
It seems that the black witches and the red witches have joined forces, and some witch cultivators escaped the pursuit and escaped into the great forest to the west and entered the territory of the Great Liang Kingdom.
The reason why the second-level witch cultivator was able to accurately ambush you this time should be the revenge of a certain diviner. One of the two witch cultivators you killed last time should be a junior whom the Red Witch values more."
"divination master?"
Zhang Wenfeng had not heard Zhong Wenyong talk about the red witches and white witches in detail, so he asked: "In other words, the remnants of the witch cultivators from back then have now become a common phenomenon in the Great Liang Dynasty?"
Fu Gujing nodded slightly and said: "The Great Liang Kingdom has a vast territory. Since ancient times, there have been many forces including Buddhism, Taoism, Taoism, Taoism, and Confucianism. The former shamanic and cultivating forces were defeated, and many remnants fled to the great west.
Liang, seek refuge with the local shamanic cultivators in Daliang. They are now sneaking into the territory of Da'an Dynasty to cause trouble, but they can only do it for a short time and cannot cause much trouble."
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "It seems that I have to stay in bed for a while and go out less often."
As he spoke, he covered his mouth again and kept coughing.
Wu Qianping was a little worried and said: "Your condition is because your heart was injured by the attack from the sorcerer. I will send a message to the county by flying pigeons later and ask a doctor to take a look at it for you."
He also comforted: "It is impossible for the diviner to plot against you all the time. We are so far away from each other, and the cost of each calculation is very high. The second-level shaman warrior who was exposed this time cannot escape back. It is a serious blow to the shaman of the Great Liang Kingdom." A kind of deterrence for cultivators. The strength and status of second-level shaman warriors are not low. Losing one is enough to hurt them. You can relax and rest at the mountain gate for some time."
Zhang Wenfeng did not refuse the kindness of Master Wu. He couldn't suppress the injury in his heart and couldn't help but cough. He might as well ask a doctor to take a look. He asked again: "Does the higher-ups have any results on Jie Zhiquan of Jiuhe Palace? "
"Abolish your cultivation and be imprisoned for life!"
Wu Qianping spat out a few words and said: "The notice came from the county and city yesterday. In fact, I received the letter the day before yesterday. Jiuhe Palace is afraid that it will be involved in collusion with the witch cultivators and ruin its reputation, so it has already dealt with many people."
Looking at Zhang Wenfeng, he suddenly smiled and said: "Your current situation is a good ready-made excuse."
This was said inexplicably. Zhang Wenfeng didn't know what it meant.
Fu Gujing also smiled and said: "Yes, Brother Zhang was targeted by the fortune-telling master. Today he was ambushed and injured by a second-level wizard warrior. He needs to rest for at least a year and a half. He cannot go to the Broken Moon Demon Forest to help the three-tailed demon fox tribe for the time being. No one can say anything about exorcising ghosts."
Zhang Wenfeng understood, coughed a few times, and asked: "Xin Yue has such a great reputation, dare you go to the County Daolu Branch to ask me for help?"
"She didn't have that face, so she invited a senior from the Broken Moon Demon Forest to come forward. I don't know how the negotiation was negotiated. The county agreed. Yesterday afternoon, Taoist Master Jin made a special trip to tell you this. You were in retreat yesterday. He waited one more day to prepare to meet and chat with you today, saying that the conditions can be negotiated."
Zhang Wenfeng knew it well and said with a smile: "I was seriously injured this time."
I covered my mouth and started coughing again. I really wasn't pretending, I couldn't help but cough.
His current cultivation level is such that he doesn't want to go to the Broken Moon Demon Forest. Even in his own territory, he was ambushed and attacked by witch warriors. What was he doing out there?
If you don't commit suicide, you won't die.
His magical powers are no problem against people of the same level. He can also use pre-arranged methods to trap ordinary second-level witch cultivators and deal with second-level witch warriors alone. Don't have any wishful thinking.
Furthermore, his current level of cultivation simply cannot transcend that hell of an ancient battlefield.
No matter how good the conditions are, they are not as valuable as one's own life.
Fu Gujing smiled and handed over a small bag and said, "This is your share of the loot."
Zhang Wenfeng took it and opened it. There were two sparkling spiritual jade stones and twenty-five lighter colored spiritual energy stones. This time the spoils were divided, and the harvest was not small. A total of two hundred and twenty-five spiritual energy stones were obtained.
He has the mentality of getting what he has and not asking if he doesn’t have it.
"The two second-level witch cultivators we killed last time were rich and made all of us a small fortune."
Fu Gujing smiled and explained that he was talking about the word "du".
Zhang Wenfeng put away the bag and cupped his fists to express his thanks.
He asked more questions without being specific.
Wu Qianping continued: "This time we were able to wipe out the two forces of shamanism and cultivation in the Da'an Dynasty. Our Daolu Branch has made a great contribution, and the reward will certainly not be small. Taoist Master Jin conveyed the laws of the state and city. Starting from this month, All law enforcement guards and guest law enforcement guards have made contributions. In addition to receiving rewards, the county and city also have separate records of "meritorious achievements".
As for the purpose of meritorious service, it is not clear yet. From what the sect revealed, there may be hidden rewards such as allocation of places in secret realms, or training in special cave heaven paradise. After all, it has not been many years since the spiritual energy surge, and some rules have to be re-formulated. .”
Zhang Wenfeng calculated the time silently. The last time they made meritorious deeds happened to be on the first day of December. It was a coincidence that they had extra benefits. He asked with a smile: "Can we see how many 'merits' there are?"
Wu Qianping shook his head: "It's not possible yet, but it should be possible in the future."
Zhang Wenfeng didn't ask any questions. His undisclosed achievements and secret operations might be too big. Just let it happen. It's better to have something than nothing.
After talking about business, chatting and drinking tea, Zhang Wenfeng covered his mouth and coughed before getting up and going to the library to flip through books to pass the time. He had to wait for Taoist Master Jin to return at Daolu Branch.
When the sun was at noon, Taoist Jin and Yun Qiuhe fell from the sky.
Jin Daochang was about thirty years old. His clothes were torn and his body was stained with blood. He seemed to be seriously injured, but he was smiling. He was obviously very satisfied with being able to encounter an additional second-level witch warrior.
It's a great feat that can be done conveniently, as long as you're smart and it's not life-threatening, the more the better.