After finishing morning classes, the sun had already risen over the treetops. Zhang Wenfeng slowly drank a bowl of Lingquan honey water, put away the futon, wooden table, candlesticks and other items he had arranged, cleaned them up, and walked out of the cave's stone door. The moss on the ground behind him slowly
Slowly loses vitality and color.
Flying south with the donkey on the top of the mountain, carrying the spring breeze and rising sun on your shoulders, you can enjoy a sweeping view of the scenery for dozens of miles.
"That monk went out for a night. When he came back, his robes were stained with blood. He looked like he was injured. Now he is recovering in the cave. Why don't we say hello and say goodbye to him?"
The donkey was a little curious about the sneaky monk and talked to the viewer.
"If you meet by chance, don't disturb others' practice."
Zhang Wenfeng felt the beauty of spring, his mind was pure, and he said through a message: "He has no bad karma on his body."
He could roughly tell whether other people were contaminated with bad karma. This was the ability he acquired after incarnating into a tree state. It might not be that accurate, but it was a big mistake.
The donkey understood what the master meant. The monk was not a vicious and vicious person. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he said no more.
It flew more than twenty miles out of Biyi Peak and slowly fell down.
After arriving here, he still followed the strange rules of this place and tried to walk on the ground. Zhang Wenfeng suddenly turned his head and looked to the west. A group of monks appeared in the valley about twenty miles away.
Those people obviously noticed a man and a donkey flying in the air, and looked at each other warily.
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the more than twenty men and women in different costumes, and a few of them hid behind the rocks with vigilance. Among those people, he saw Fan Chongfeng with a fierce look on his face. The spy placed in the wild wasteland by Xie Protector also
What a coincidence.
There was nothing unusual on his face. Fan Chongfeng seemed to be doing well and had many subordinates around him.
Three of them pointed at him, recognizing him as a monk from the Da'an Dynasty who had robbed them.
The donkey bared his teeth and smiled strangely: "Those people have bad intentions. They look like bandits. Judging from the route they are walking, they seem to be heading towards the monks. Sir, do we want to stay and watch the excitement? Or give me some advice?
Monk, please give me a warning?"
Based on Donkey's experience, he can see the destination of those people.
Zhang Wenfeng continued to fly south and said: "We have never met each other, so let's not meddle in other people's business."
In the deserted mountains and wilderness, he had no interest in getting involved in the grudges of strangers, unless those bandits were seeking death and wanted to plot against him.
If it is the monk who caused the matter, it is up to the monk to deal with it, and he does not have to tip the scales.
The donkey flew backwards in the air, still staring at the humans, and said: "They were gathering together to discuss, as if they were quarreling... They speeded up and rushed to Biyifeng, setting up four formations, two in front.
, the two broke up, looking well-trained. Master, what kind of cultivation level does that monk have?"
"Not sure."
Zhang Wenfeng fell to the ground.
The donkey followed him to the ground and could no longer see the excitement. It was clearing the way ahead.
Along the way, we didn't encounter any strange sneak attacks by spirits, nor did we encounter Qian Xinzi, who Lu Xin'er had warned could create a small forbidden area, or the Grass Ghost Snake, which chanted spells to invisibly hurt people.
When the sun was setting in the afternoon, we arrived at the top of Caomuling Mountain with lush vegetation.
Zhang Wenfeng carefully explored and scanned the area, and confirmed with the two green weaver fairies that no shadow-catching fairies were lurking, before letting the two little fairies fly out who were extremely excited.
"Lu Zijin, do you want to follow Lu Xin'er and the others into Caomul Ridge? Go and see the scenery of the secret realm. The scenery is very different from the outside world."
He already entered the secret realm last year and will not be able to enter the secret realm for the next four years.
The rules were such that Lu Xin'er and the others couldn't help, so he persuaded Donkey to go in and broaden his horizons.
For monks and demon cultivators, the opportunity to enter the secret realm should not be missed. If nothing else, it is worth it just to feel the difference of the secret realm.
Lu Xin'er and Lu Chan'er were flying in the air, holding slender wooden sticks in their hands, dancing gracefully, and extending their hands to invite them.
The donkey quickly flew over, then turned back and said, "Master Guan, I will come back to accompany you as soon as I go."
"There's no rush. You enter the secret realm and feel it first. You might find an opportunity to break through it accidentally. I'll wait outside for a little longer. It doesn't matter."
"That's it, let me see what happens."
As the donkey spoke, two little spirits opened the light wave portal into Caomuling.
They seemed a little impatient and wanted to see the sisters who had been separated for almost a year as soon as possible.
There are green, pink, and white lights blooming slowly in the sky, flowing and shining.
Looking at the donkey and Lu Xin'er, Lu Xin'er flew into the light wave and suddenly disappeared. Zhang Wenfeng glanced around. The place was rich in vegetation. He landed on the branches of a big tree on the top of the mountain, sat cross-legged on it, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
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Hidden by the leaves, his breath was not exposed, and his whole figure seemed to be integrated with the big tree.
There were birds jumping and playing among the trees on the mountain, and many times they almost jumped on Zhang Guanzhu's head or shoulders. When they discovered that it was a human being sitting cross-legged, they screamed in fright and flew away in a hurry.
The chirping sounds like cursing.
As the sun sets, the scent of vegetation flowing in the air becomes more active.
Zhang Wenfeng, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes. He tried to transform into a tree on a tree, but failed after several times. Instead, he sensed someone approaching through the trees, which was a very strange feeling.
Through the gaps in the leaves, I soon saw a bald and gray-robed monk appearing hurriedly at the foot of the mountain.
Zhang Wenfeng's body was dyed a layer of dull green, his expression was indifferent and indifferent, not like a human being, and his whole body was as angry as a tree. He was staring at the young monk Fa Yuan who was following them, whether it was a coincidence or whether he was following them.
He wants to see what the monk is up to?
The monk suddenly stopped. His robes were in tatters and there were traces of dried blood in many places. His expression was slightly confused.
He sensed something peeking out from the dark, and that discomfort made him wary.
After checking the area twice, the young monk didn't find it, but the feeling of being spied on didn't disappear. He took out a purple wooden fish from his sleeve with a dull, vague look.
"Winter", the hollow knocking sound became invisible and spread in all directions, shaking the grass and trees wherever it passed.
Zhang Wenfeng just watched indifferently. He had no thoughts and his mind was as calm as still water. The sound of wooden fish tapping was like a breeze passing by him, and the branches and leaves were swaying, but it could not shake his mood in the slightest.
There was a thin trickle of sweat on the monk's forehead. Unable to maintain his composure, he decisively put away the wooden fish that he had struck five times.
He clasped his hands together and saluted to the hilltop with lush vegetation. Hidden beneath the surface was a master. He decided to retreat and said: "The little monk is innocent, don't blame me for offending! Resign!"
We retreated back to the original route, the Caomul Ridge was too dangerous.
It is the instinct of a monk to avoid evil and seek good fortune. If you really offend the secret master, you will not get good results.
He really couldn't imagine what kind of existence it was, and he couldn't find any clues even with the help of Buddha treasures?
The strange thing is that the other party made him aware of the abnormality. It was really a master's quirk.
Incomprehensible!
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