The black mist and ghostly aura shrouded the island, and Mu Yunjian felt a chill in his heart. He suspected that this was a conspiracy against them.
He was injured by Zhang Guanzhu's sword, and the domineering sword energy entered his body and attacked back and forth along his meridians, making him extremely painful. His combat power was severely damaged. Just when he was weak, he happened to be ambushed by a fourth-level ghost. What kind of debt was owed to his ancestors?
How could he believe what he said about debts and other bastards?
He barely managed to suppress the erosion of the alien sword energy, and was vigilant in all directions, ready to launch a thunderous strike at any time.
Bao Qinghua's scream could be heard faintly, and it was obvious that his companion had been attacked by a ghost.
He took out a scarlet elixir, swallowed it hesitantly, and slowly adjusted his breath to touch the right side where the violent hand movements were coming from. He made a secret with his left hand, and there were traces of light green fire lingering between his fingers, turning water into fire.
Use fire to deal with ghosts.
About a hundred feet away, a slim figure carrying a blazing white light suddenly broke through the black mist and came towards them.
Mu Yunjian shouted in surprise: "Junior Sister Bao, this way!"
Bao Qinghua's hair was messy, and there was black blood oozing out from her left shoulder. She pointed her sword at her fellow Taoist priest who was unable to move, and shouted: "Don't come over!" The ancient characters of ups and downs flowed on the sword body, and the light shimmered like water waves.
Mu Yunjian was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that Junior Sister Bao had just suffered the loss of a ghost pretending to be him. He shook the long sword in his hand slightly, and a series of whirlpools of green wind emerged in front of the sword's edge, dragging water splashes behind it.
Use this to prove your identity.
The ghost can pretend to be his body shape and cannot use his special skills.
Bao Qinghua breathed a sigh of relief, turned the tip of her sword to one side, and ran quickly towards Mu Yunjian with vigilance, shouting: "Ghosts are cunning, I will protect my senior brother from breaking out and not get entangled with ghosts." She held a sword in her left hand.
White jade with countless runes carved on it.
"Let's go north overnight and not stay in the Duxian Islands territory."
Mu Yunjian met up with his companions, calmed down a little, and said through a message: "Let's work together to create the talisman spell..."
His elbows and armpits suddenly grew, black energy appeared on his blue and white forehead, and a sword was stabbed from the side to Mu Yunjian, who was seriously injured and unable to react quickly. Mu Yunjian's waist and ribs were severely injured, and the surging white light penetrated Mu Yunjian's entire body.
"Bang", Mu Yunjian struck a fatal blow with his backhand, hitting his companion who was beyond recognition. The light green flames burned the woman.
The two of them staggered around, and the screams could be heard far away.
Above the black mist, You Mengchang watched with great interest. Behind him stood a ghost figure with erratic black energy. He just made a little trick and made the two of them kill each other. This is called a battle of wits but not strength, which saved him a moment.
A lot of effort.
His nightmare technique can affect Bao Qinghua, who is already injured and mentally unstable. He can interfere with the woman at the critical moment, and with one strike, he can easily kill the descendant of his enemy from behind until there is only a breath left. When he searched for it afterwards, he could not be found.
On the body.
He is innocent and has not been directly contaminated with karma.
On Piaoling Island, Zhang Wenfeng performed rituals for three consecutive nights to save the remaining ghosts of the valley that was more than ten miles long. During the day, he set up restrictions and used merit to temper and cleanse the jade bones. As for Mu Yunjian who was defeated by him, what happened?
A small character who does not overestimate his own capabilities has long been forgotten.
After more than a year, he traveled to Piaoling Island, Wandering Island, Yuanfang Island, etc., and came to the largest Duxian Island.
The Duxian City that was destroyed back then has been rebuilt, and the scale of the city is even larger. After twenty or thirty years of recuperation, the population of the large island covering an area of more than a thousand miles is greater than before, and the towns and cities are prosperous and orderly.
"Zhang Guanzhu worked hard for people's livelihood, went deep into the wilderness to save the wandering souls, and worked tirelessly. The monk admired him!"
Fayuan saluted and spoke with Zhang Guanzhu, who came to visit him, in front of a large hall in the city.
Looking at Fa Yuan, whose white beard and white eyebrows showed his age, Zhang Wenfeng returned the gift with his hand: "Master has been guarding the isolated land overseas for decades, educating the people, regardless of gains and losses, and is a role model for our generation!" He also met with another monk who guarded the island, Dayi Chao. Qin Pei returned the gift.
The three of them walked into the hall while exchanging greetings. A young monk boiled water and made tea, and served special spiritual fruits to entertain the guests.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Wenfeng changed the topic and asked: "Master seems to have been traumatized in recent years and has lost his energy and blood. Did he fight with the monks from the vast continent?"
Fa Yuan smiled and shook his head: "The traveling monks from the Vast Continent will not embarrass me for the sake of the magic weapon. The year before last, I received two monks from the Tianqian Continent. They competed for several rounds and each won or lost. They also It’s hard to retreat.”
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said: "I will stay in the Duxian Islands for three or two years. In the future, if anyone passes by the Duxian Islands and wants to compete, master, you can ask them to find me, but there is one thing. You are responsible for life and death. If you don't have any skills, don't ask. I’ve suffered.”
Qin Pei chuckled and said, "With what Zhang Guanzhu said, we don't have to suffer from those passing people."
They used to push as far as they could, relying on Monk Fayuan's reputation to avoid many fights, but they still felt uneasy. Most of the monks from the Vast Continent and Tiangan Continent were unreasonable and unreasonable.
Fayuan stroked his beard and smiled and said: "It's good, it's good. It's also a good thing to let those strong and brave donors go through more hardships." He changed the subject and said: "A few days ago, several monks came from the vast continent to inquire about last spring. Mu Yunjian, who had been here before, found out about the whereabouts of the two benefactors, Bao Qinghua. Among them, benefactor Mu seemed to have suffered an accident, and the life lamp left in the sect suddenly went out."
Zhang Wenfeng was secretly frightened, but did not show it on his face, saying: "Didn't they return to the vast continent long ago?"
"No, according to what they said, the two benefactors Mu and Bao have never returned. Qiancheng Academy and Guantian Pavilion asked experts to deduce that Mu and Bao were stranded in the Duxian Islands. They specially sent people to investigate the culprits. And rescue the missing donor."
Monk Fayuan whispered again: "Perhaps in a few days, they will ask you, Master Zhang, to learn the details of your discussion with Master Mu that day." He was worried that Master Zhang would not cooperate, so he ventilated it in advance to say hello.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded: "They are easy to talk to, so I will talk to them easily."
He had already guessed that the accidents involving Mu and Bao were closely related to the old man You who had not shown up for a long time. When Mr. You had so enthusiastically encouraged him to teach Mu and Bao a lesson, he felt that something was fishy. Mr. You had no idea about that matter. Too caring.
Of course, if you use Lao You's methods to handle a case, it will definitely be watertight.
After chatting for more than an hour, Zhang Wenfeng said goodbye and left. He restocked the city with incense, candles, money, paper and other items, bought a few tubes of ordinary tea, walked out of the city, and searched for a shaded place along the seaside. After walking for dozens of miles, he found a reef. Sit down in the forest to make tea and rest.
It was already dark, Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand and sent a flying sword message to You Lao who was hiding somewhere, and asked casually.
When the tea was fragrant, he received a reply from You Mengchang. The old man spoke frankly:
"I did it. He is the descendant of an enemy. Let him be punished! The other one is still alive and will be released at the right time. I promised you not to hurt innocent lives. Haha, I will do what I say."
Zhang Wenfeng drank tea, smiled and shook his head.
He didn't believe Old Man You's nonsense about not harming innocent lives. The woman's life must have had another purpose. Otherwise, how could the woman survive?
After erasing the message in the flying sword, Zhang Wenfeng was leisurely drinking tea in front of the campfire and thinking.
After being out for several years, he realized the different benefits of spiritual practice. When he was in the wild mountains and rivers, he could see them all the time, encounter different scenery, encounter sudden changes in weather, see different people and accidents, and hear about the different sufferings and joys in the world.
When it was quiet late at night, he realized it carefully.