On the top of the independent treetops, Zhang Wenfeng thought a lot, watching the sun gushing out in the east, watching the water birds circling and playing on the misty water, bathing in the red glow of the morning glow, all his thoughts turned into a sigh later,
Let out a breath.
The road is at your feet, just walk, watch and be calm.
Being too anxious won't help. He believes that there is no sure way, it just depends on how to find the certainty.
Flying up into the sky, he came to the place where the evil spirits were raging last night. He noticed that there was a Yang evil spirit floating around, which was incompatible with the life below. He went to explore higher and found that the spiritual energy and the Yang evil spirit were waxing and waning.
After patrolling the entire water area, and having a good idea of the range of vitality aura, I explored the other three small islands that appeared to be high up due to the water landing, and found some dilapidated buildings that had been submerged in vines and grass for a long time.
Humans in this place have been extinct for at least two to three hundred years.
He saw four islands standing abruptly in the center of the water, standing like pillars, which should be some kind of formation arrangement.
It's a pity that apart from dabbling in Taoist Bagua formation, he doesn't know much else.
Return to the first small island and use magic weapons to dig out a simple cave on the mud and stone facing south at the location of the traces of the water surface left before. It is about 12 to 30 feet away from the current water level and about 5 feet away from the top.
, arrange a few formation flags, sit cross-legged in the cave, meditate and adjust the breath, wait until his sword magic power is restored tomorrow, and then go for a walk in the dry places outside the water during the day.
He will not be in a hurry to go deep into the yellow sand, but will have to test it slowly, and it is also advisable to take his time when dealing with evil spirits.
He is not arrogant enough to break into the yellow sand farther away single-handedly, and take great pleasure in killing all the world spirits who dare to show up with one sword.
The right time and place are not favorable, if he breaks in, he will definitely be punished miserably and use the last scapegoat charm.
Even if you can desperately kill three or two world spirits as a backing, so what?
There are an unknown number of evil spirits in the entire blessed land of unknown size, and they are inexhaustible and even more indestructible.
He would only do loss-making trading unless his brain was kicked by a donkey.
There are many large and small fish in the water below the island. There is no doubt about this. He can see it when he penetrates the water with his spiritual consciousness. The waterfowl also told him with their fishing actions. But is there any powerful water monster Jingmei alive?
It remains to be observed and tested.
The situation is difficult and we must think more complicatedly and carefully.
Putting treasures and other things aside for the time being, now I focus on survival, and finding a way out is the most important thing.
Chongzhou, Xilian Mountain.
Tu Kun and Shan Chang walked around the barren mountain, up and down. They used their own methods to explore, and then gathered on the rocks of the pool. Shan Chang shook his head and said: "It is related to the secret realm of the blessed land. There are too many interferences, and the hexagram cannot be concluded.
Regarding the Lord’s situation, I can only vaguely sense that the viewer’s situation is not good, and he should be able to deal with it.”
He spoke ambiguously based on the feeling of the hexagram master, which is a skill.
The black donkey following the mountain leader brayed.
Tu Kun guessed what the donkey meant and said: "Don't be impatient. Didn't you say that Monk Fayuan went back to retreat to attack the fourth level? Even if we go to Tianshan Temple, we can't see Monk Fayuan. We will wait for a few days before we can see him.
Look, the master's ability to save his life is rare in the world. Maybe he will come back in a while, so don't get too anxious."
The mountain leader became more and more calm with experience, nodded and said: "The master of the temple is a lucky person and has his own destiny. Let's go back and wait."
The donkey heard that Tu Kun and the mountain chief agreed, so he followed them back.
However, after three months of waiting, the weather turned cooler and the wild geese flew south.
The donkey held a piece of rice paper dripping with ink in its mouth. It came to the Qingzheng Villa and waited for the class to end. It found the mountain leader and handed the rice paper to the mountain leader. Green Xin'er flew out from its back, holding three copper coins and asked the mountain leader for help.
They divined the condition of the viewer.
The mountain chief took the ink paper and the copper coins, read the content written by the donkey on the paper, thought for a moment, and said: "I will fast for three days and do the calculation again. If I still cannot calculate the condition of the viewer, I will go with the Earth Protector
Let’s go to Tianlong Temple and ask Master Baili Chun to do the math.”
In fact, there are many records in the classics about encountering some strange things or being trapped in secret places while exploring the secret realm.
Even if you don't return home for several years, it is common, and there are many accidents and deaths.
Every once in a while, the mountain chief would use another method to calculate the fortune. It was like the first time. He felt that the master was in trouble, but his life was worry-free, and the donkey was thinking about it day by day and night by night.
The dream means that the viewer is in danger.
He knew that the relationship between the donkey and the viewer was unusual.
I can't bear to brush off the donkey's sincerity.
The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, nor can it be constantly measured. Every time he makes a real calculation, it will hinder him to some extent.
The Earth Protector knew this, but Donkey didn't know the details, so he solemnly asked him to make a calculation using the hexagram gold.
I just hope that the viewer is safe and sound, and that any misfortune can be turned into good fortune.
Personal injury is nothing.
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Zhang Wenfeng held a sword in each hand and fought with several world spirits and countless ghosts in the yellow sand and mist. The sky was dark and the earth was dark. He was five miles away from the edge of the water. He was stepping on dry and cracked ground, immersed in
In the calm state of mind, use several distractions, use one sword skill on each of the two swords, and retreat towards the water while fighting.
Three months have passed, and he has fought countless evil spirits in the blessed land.
Sometimes he accidentally fell into the opponent's ambush, sometimes he fell into the opponent's ambush intentionally. Back and forth, he had killed four third-level world spirits. However, he found that there were far more than nine evil spirits in the blessed land.
He didn't know exactly how much.
Those guys are arrogant, cunning, and scheming with each other, but if they get the chance, they will launch a crazy attack on him. They regard him as an outsider as an enemy, and they are born to hate monks. Even if they pretend to communicate with him, it is just a trap.
Then it attracts other world spirits to come and besiege it. After a big battle, there are often countless casualties.
Of course, all those who died were the ghosts of evil spirits, and he would be injured. The most dangerous one was to use a "landscape moving talisman", which was 30% less effective than the outside movement, allowing him to escape from many surroundings by surprise.
Zhang Wenfeng used his sharp swordsmanship to cut through the yellow sand and fog, and his eyes suddenly opened up, as if he had walked from night to day, and retreated to the waterside without any danger.
The vitality and water vapor here form a natural defense, and the evil spirits and ghosts that besiege you will not enter, cursing and retreating.
The battle lasted for two quarters of an hour. Zhang Wenfeng was extremely exhausted, and the protective light on his body was dim. He did not find a chance to use the magical power of the sword. Those cunning evil spirits deliberately avoided in the fog of yellow sand to guard against his blow.
Must kill.
If a trick is used for a long time, it will often lose its power.
The deterrent effect is still there, he can use a feint to frighten the attack momentum of evil spirits and ghosts at critical moments.
He stepped on the water and rushed to the small island seven or eight miles away. The energy he consumed would take three days of meditation and breath adjustment to recover. The spiritual energy here is precious and scarce, and it cannot be compared with the Fairy Spirit Temple.
He couldn't bear to swallow the elixir, and he didn't absorb the spiritual energy from the spiritual energy stone to replenish the consumption in his body. He couldn't bear it.
He still doesn't know how long he will be trapped here. So far, he has not seen the slightest hope of escaping.
The elixirs and spirit stones on his body can be life-saving straws that will keep him going for a while.
After flying for about three miles, the lake breeze was blowing on his face, cool and comfortable. Zhang Wenfeng suddenly flew up, leaped about three feet in the air, suddenly turned around, and rushed in the other direction more than ten feet into the sky. "Crack... bang", a sound
The green and black shadow struck the empty space fiercely, wiping away the afterimage.
There were huge waves in the water.
Zhang Wenfeng gazed condescendingly at the gradually calming water, his eyes showing a cold look.
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