"That's right. Could you please Taoist Priest to capture those soul objects, wait until the matter is over, and then send them to where they should go."
Monk Fayuan didn't have any airs of a fourth-level monk, and his smile made people feel like a spring breeze.
When Zhang Wenfeng heard what the monk said, he agreed, flew forward, and landed in front of a writhing and struggling black shadow on the snow. He stretched out his hand to grasp the imprisoned world spirit, and then turned back and flew back to the top of the mountain where the previous battle took place.
Fa Yuan had already put away the Dharma photo, took a few steps forward, clasped his hands and said with a smile: "After a long separation, I saw with my own eyes that Daoist Zhang was safe and sound, and the monk felt at ease. In the past six months, the monk and two fellow disciples have been living in the nearby area three hundred miles away.
Just keep watching, and finally I didn’t miss the Taoist priest’s exit.”
Zhang Wenfeng saw that the monk was not in a hurry to search for Xuanxiu who was hiding and that he was confident, so he did not rush him and threw the shrunken world spirit to the top of the mountain, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Fayuan is determined."
The monk was so arrogant that he had calculated everything in advance.
Even if there are discrepancies in scope and time, it proves that the monk is very capable.
He saw a figure flying from the distance in the east. When he got close, he saw a middle-aged monk wearing a black monk's robe. He was holding another imprisoned world spirit in his hand and landed on the top of the mountain. The middle-aged monk took the bound world spirit.
Putting it on the ground, he bowed to Fa Yuan with a respectful expression, and then bowed to Guanzhu Zhang.
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly returned the greeting. He was a little surprised. Fayuan and two other third-level monks were walking freely in the wild mountains of Chongzhou. Why didn't he see the Taoist accompanying him?
This is unreasonable. Chongzhou is located in a border fortress. Is the Daolu branch so ineffective?
Fayuan's eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts, and he explained with a smile: "This is Dongpingzhou of Daliang, adjacent to Chongzhou of Da'an Dynasty. There are three entrances and exits to Bishuitan Blessed Land, about a thousand miles apart. Monk, I counted the exits in the past three years.
I am here, so I am waiting here.”
There were some secrets that he couldn't tell more about. For example, Xuanxiu had guarded the Bishuitang Blessed Land for a hundred years. When he opened the portal and came out, he could move it hundreds of miles away, which was not difficult.
Zhang Wenfeng had a look of surprise on his face, which made sense, and he cupped his hands.
Fayuan continued: "I came out of seclusion for more than a year. I met and talked with fellow Taoist Lv who came to look for me and had been waiting for me for half a year at Tianshan Temple. I made some special calculations and gave a letter to fellow Taoist Lv.
Letter, send it back and wait."
He explained all this to comfort Zhang Daozhang.
Look, I'm thinking more about you.
He had been in retreat for more than 40 days in Baihuling, where he was resurrected from the dead, and had gained a lot. He was in a hurry to return to the temple to retreat and attack the fourth level, so he used words to trick Taoist Zhang into breaking into the Bishuitan Blessed Land. It just so happened that Taoist Zhang was greedy for pleasure during his cultivation, which led to his state of mind.
If there is insufficient tempering, the foundation is unstable, and it takes time to slowly polish it, which is a good thing that comes at the same time.
Zhang Wenfeng shook his head slightly and said unappreciatively: "Master Fayuan, you must be kind!"
Fa Yuan laughed out loud. Faced with the Taoist priest's hidden accusations, he was very thick-skinned and didn't care. "Taoist Zhang has been cultivating for many years. His mind is as stable as a rock. Congratulations!"
"Thank you! Master is still as funny as ever."
After a few words of bickering, it still felt as natural as before, which made Zhang Wenfeng's heart dissipate. Monk Fayuan was such a scumbag in front of him. What could he do?
Another middle-aged monk flew in from a distance. After seeing the ceremony, he stepped aside with a serious look on his face and said nothing.
After Fa Yuan finished reminiscing about old times, he stood up and said with a smile: "It's freezing cold. I'm sorry that Xuanxiu stayed under the water. It's not a way to entertain guests. Please show up."
A gentleman does not utter a bad word when making enemies; a monk speaks politely but is merciless in his actions.
With a weak press of his right hand, the earth shook, and the trees shivered and shed white snow.
A small stream at the foot of the mountain that was almost completely covered by heavy snow, pressed down with Fa Yuan's palm, twisted like a snake, solidified into crystal ice water, and suddenly exploded section by section. The muddy water, trees and rocks in that area exploded into pieces and splashed.
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Among them were several fist-sized pieces of gravel and mud, flying in the direction of the four people above.
The two great monks flying into the air following Fa Yuan and Zhang Daozhang each waved their sleeves to prevent the obviously abnormal mud and rocks from getting close to them. The strong wind blew up and shook the mud and rocks into powder and sent them to the ground. Even the dust was gone.
Don't raise it a bit.
Zhang Wenfeng looked at the water pool at the foot of the mountain. A stream of water rushed out there. It was like a flood in an instant. The rolling water was about ten feet high. It branched downstream and fled wildly. Monk Xuanxiu had various ways of escaping. If there was a big river nearby,
It would be really hard to catch him if he escaped into the river.
Fa Yuan said: "It's useless to make noises in the east and attack in the west. I think you were a senior in the past, so let's just capture him without any help, so as not to lose face and look ugly."
The rising water broke away from it and hit an invisible barrier.
"Peng", the waves were thrown several feet high, and a palm-sized alms bowl and a black shadow swirled out of the water.
In the air, a great monk flew down three hundred feet away, picked up the alms bowl that was still emitting sapphire brilliance, captured the dizzy world spirit, and returned to the sky.
The water spread in all directions, dyeing a long patch of dark color on the pure white snow.
Fa Yuan was so rebellious that he didn't shed tears even when he saw the coffin. He flicked his finger, "Winter", and the clear sound of wooden fish was heard in the air.
Three miles away from here, the upper reaches of the stream, completely covered by heavy snow, exploded, and a long and thin shadow flew to the northwest.
Monk Fayuan showed no expression and flicked his fingers again, "Winter", and the wooden fish sounded again.
The fleeing shadow let out a sharp scream and fell to the snow, rolling over. This time it was severely injured.
Another great monk flew away and soon captured Xuanxiu, who had returned to his human form and was in a state of utter disarray, and placed him on the top of the mountain with the world spirits huddled in the snow.
Xuanxiu's face was full of violence, and she stared unruly at the junior monk in the air.
He had been restrained and could not even speak. He was filled with hatred and his eyes were almost split.
Zhang Wenfeng watched as Fa Yuan easily captured the cunning Xuan Xiu in three strikes and five divisions. He was filled with emotion in his heart. Fa Yuan, who was said not to know how to fight, was very good at fighting. Not only was he highly skilled in cultivation, but he also knew everything about the enemy beforehand.
He thought for a moment and said: "Master Fayuan, there is a cause and effect entanglement between me and Xuanxiu. How about asking Master to help me resolve it?"
He didn't want Xuanxiu to be simply locked up after being captured.
It is better to completely destroy such a dangerous guy. If Xuanxiu finds a chance to escape, the consequences will be endless.
As soon as these words came out, Xuanxiu below felt something was wrong and looked over.
Fayuan smiled and said: "If you owe a debt, you must pay back the money, and if you owe a debt, you must pay back the result. This is a natural principle. Taoist Master, please tell me."
When Zhang Wenfeng heard this, he knew there was something going on. He recounted how he and Xuanxiu met and got to know each other in the blessed land, until they joined forces to leave the blessed land, worked together to save most of the world spirits and ghosts in the blessed land, and then suffered Xuanxiu's insidious plot.
Tell them all, no matter how big or small.
Let Fayuan and the others judge the cause and effect on their own. There are ready-made world spirits and Xuanxiu can confront them.
He needs a result to see how the three high-ranking monks in front of him decide.
Fa Yuan glanced at Xuan Xiu, whose eyes were fierce as if he was about to spit out fire. He no longer had any sympathy for this senior who had no regrets. He glanced at the two monks next to him, and they clasped their hands together, signaling to Fa Yuan to make the decision.
Fa Yuan said: "It's good, it's good. Xuan Xiuen owes Taoist Zhang a lot for taking revenge. Does Taoist Zhang want to take back the karma that Xuan Xiu owes? Or can he use treasures as compensation and exchange?"
Zhang Wenfeng said decisively: "If you don't want the magic weapon, I will just take back his cultivation level."
If life cannot be taken, the next best thing is to destroy the opponent's fundamentals.
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