Putting down the tea cup, Zhang Wenfeng showed a stern smile on his lips, stood up and walked out, saying: "Those guys on Duxian Island who don't know whether to live or die, are they rushing to die again in less than a year?"
He discussed with Tu Kun, Fa Yuan and others that the territory of Duxian Islands is scattered and the population is comparable to that of a dynasty in the Eastern Continent that can have so many fourth-level monks.
It is related to the addition of extreme methods such as extracting living souls to make elixirs, collecting yin and yang, and even practicing ghost magic to swallow the essence and blood of monks.
The law of the jungle and the strong will prey on the weak at all costs, which is clearly reflected in that place.
Eager for quick success and quick gains, they took action before the forces in other continents developed.
Rong Shuzhi followed him out and said with a smile: "They were jumping for joy in the early stage. Every time the spiritual energy tide rises for a hundred years, the monks on Duxian Island will bring disaster to all directions. A hundred years later, they will be killed again and again.
It was very miserable to clean up.”
Shui Qingru said curiously: "There are very few records of Duxian Island in the classics."
Rong Shuzhi smiled and shook his head, "After all, the existence of Duxian Island is not a glorious thing. It is meaningless for predecessors to whitewash it and write about it. It is better not to write about it, or to write less about it.
The two of them did not leave the city. Looking at the viewer and Fa Yuan ascending into the sky, Chu Qing'er flew to the east.
The long city formation covering an area of about ten miles wide and twenty miles long shimmered with light.
Teams of monks, led by third-level masters, rushed to various key points. Although the newly formed sporadic island city was simple, it was also divided into inner and outer cities. The inner city occupied an area of about five miles to guard against the Duxian Island coming from the east.
When monks attack the city by surprise, the inner city can rely on a separate large formation to stand firm and wait for reinforcements. The outer city can hold on longer after the formation is broken.
Zhang Wenfeng and the others rushed to the seaside dozens of miles away and met up with Tu Kun who had arrived first.
In the distance above the sea, there are two lonely monks.
A young man is tall and slender, with a gentle and handsome face. He is dressed as a scholar in a white gown, with a sword decorated with silver scabbards and precious stones hanging on his waist. He is walking leisurely with a white jade fan in his hand. Another is a bald monk, standing in all directions.
His face is not wearing a monk's robe. He is tall, thick and black, dressed as a martial artist, with an expressionless face, as motionless as standing on an iron tower in the sky. @·The first post with no mistakes~~
"What number?"
"They claim to be 'The Vast Continent,' monks. They traveled from Duxian Island and came to the Eastern Continent to experience different customs, customs and customs. I can't tell the truth from the lies. These two guys seem to be quite powerful."
Tu Kun quickly sent a message to the three of them and briefly explained the situation.
Among the fourth-level monks in the entire Eastern Continent, he currently has the highest level of cultivation.
He unceremoniously checked the cultivation levels of the two people opposite him with his spiritual vision technique. The young master-like scholar was actually at the fourth level of perfection, and the martial arts monk was at the late fourth level, both of which were higher than his mid-level fourth level.
Among the fourth-order thieves who were annihilated on Duxian Island a year ago, those with the highest cultivation level were in the middle of fourth-order, and most of them were in the early stages.
Zhang Wenfeng was secretly dumbfounded. Because the Earth Protector was restoring his previous cultivation, he had received sufficient resources over the years and his cultivation speed was fast enough, but it was far behind the two of them. Although the level of cultivation among the same level could not completely represent the real battle.
However, just two people traveling to the chaotic Duxian Island and being so calm and calm can explain a lot of problems.
There are five continents in Qingmo World, namely: East Continent, West Continent, Vast Continent, Tiangan Continent, and Nanyuan Continent.
The vast continent is the largest, and each continent is far apart. Even the Western Continent, which is closest to the Eastern Continent, is 30,000 miles away. The monks who can travel far away are all outstanding.
Monk Fayuan put his hands together and saluted: "Fayuan has seen two donors. I don't know how to call them?"
The scholar in white shirt raised his hands and looked at Fa Yuan, and said with a smile: "Master has such pure Buddha nature, Lu Yuan is so polite."
He glanced at the young Taoist priest opposite and noticed that the aura of the Taoist priest was unusual. He glanced at a small black cloth bag hanging on the Taoist priest's waist and paused for a moment.
The Eastern Continent is a bit interesting, and you can easily meet two strange people.
Monk Wufu put his hands together and returned the gift: "I have seen the magic weapon of Tianchan Stone Temple, monk.
With such a strange Buddhist name, Zhang Wenfeng caught a glimpse of a smile in the eyes of Chu Qing'er next to him.
Monk Fayuan stood in awe, his tall and thin body standing upright, his white eyebrows raised, and he muttered questions in a strange language. The rough-looking monk seemed not to have expected the old monk who could be knocked down by the wind on the other side.
Understanding the ancient Buddhist sayings is also an ancient Buddhist saying that Tianchanshi Temple must learn.
The two monks asked and answered each other, and everyone else seemed to be listening to a book from heaven.
Tu Kun sent a message: "I have heard of Tianchan Stone Temple. It was very famous more than five hundred years ago."
Zhang Wenfeng had briefly read books about other continents, and had no impression of Tianchan Stone Temple. Having Monk Fayuan verify the authenticity of the monks opposite him eliminated the possibility of suspicion or even a fight.
He is not afraid of fights and does not like unnecessary fights.
There's no point in fighting and killing. Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to sit down, drink tea, chat, and exchange practice experiences? In harmony, wouldn't it?
With his ability to sense murder and karma, he did not detect any bad karma from the two of them like the thief cultivator from Duxian Island. However, people's hearts were far away from each other. The magic weapon monk had a strong evil spirit and a light karma wrapped around him.
Fayuan took out his Tianshan Temple identity card, exchanged it with the magic weapon monk, showed a warm smile on his face, and said in the common language of the Eastern Continent: "Welcome you two to come from afar, you are so good!"
Tu Kun, Guanzhu Zhang and Chu Qing'er were introduced to the two people who were slowly flying closer.
After the two parties met, the scholar named Lu Yuanyuan smiled and said: "Master Dharma Bao and I will not disturb the city. The scenery here is beautiful, the sky is high, the wind is gentle, and the sea is roaring. It is suitable for friends to have a chat and ask for advice. What do you think?"
Tu Kun understood the other party's worries. He didn't want to invite the other party to the city yet. The sporadic island city defense formation had not been able to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for long, and it was easy to be exposed. He smiled and said: "Lu Daoyou is really a scholar, please wait a moment.
Wait for Tu to arrange it to entertain the guests."
He held it up with both hands, and the blue-black rocks were pulled up from the ground. A piece of mud and sand flew into the air, and was burned by earth-yellow flames.
In just a moment, a simple viewing platform was built on the rocks by the seaside. There was a pavilion burned into a glass shape on the top, supported by four stone pillars, and the stone benches and tables were all made from local materials. He showed
Excellent local skills.
"Both of you, please!"
"My fellow Taoist Taoist has superb magic skills, which is an eye-opener for Mr. Lu."
Lu Changyuan walked into the observation deck with a smile, and sat down humbly with a few people.@·The first post without mistake~~
Fa Yuan and Fa Bao sat on the other side. The two communicated in ancient Buddhist language. As the conversation deepened, Fa Bao became more and more respectful to the old monk. He showed a thoughtful look from time to time, and the evil spirit on his body subsided unconsciously.
Zhang Wenfeng secretly paid attention to the two monks in the corner and admired Monk Fayuan very much.
Monk Fa Bao looked like a stubborn ascetic at first glance, a guy who couldn't get enough of oil and salt. However, Monk Fa Yuan used Buddhist meditation techniques to tidy him up and make him docile.
Chu Qing'er took out the utensils, boiled water to make tea, and listened to the exchanges between several people.
This was the second time for Lu Changyuan to meet a monk with meritorious deeds. Before the tea was boiled, he suggested with a smile: "Traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books, it would be more profound to have a discussion with a fellow Taoist. I wonder if Taoist friend Zhang would be interested."
, let’s start exchanging swordsmanship and spells.”
He had already seen Tu Kun's magic, and among the few people, he identified the Taoist priest with a warm smile.
The magic weapon monk also looked over and said expressionlessly: "We monks, why are we afraid of a battle! Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law
What to do?"
Fa Yuan's white eyebrows moved imperceptibly. This savage monk wasted his time talking.