"Master Magical Treasure escaped from the Water Moon Illusion in the early spring of this year, returned to Tianchan Stone Temple, and went to the underground palace of the Demon Tower in Back Mountain to practice alone without contact with the outside world. Mr. Gu and I visited twice, but he refused to see me."
Following him in the hall, Lu Changyuan looked a little solemn, and the words he spoke made several people in the hall have different expressions.
Three days after Zhang Guanzhu's wedding, all the guests had already left one after another and went back.
However, Lu Yuanyuan and Gu Qingrong were uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. They stayed at Xianling Temple and refused to thank Dong. They also invited monk Fayuan and Rong Shuzhi to talk about Xuan and play chess. Zhang Wenfeng guessed that the two of them must be involved in something, and thought that Lu Yuanyuan had won the trust.
Exchanging a small piece of keel, I didn't expect it to be such a big deal.
At the beginning of the year, Zhuang Yu reported to him the spy news that the magic weapon monk had returned to Tianchanshi Temple.
Monk Fayuan frowned slightly and said: "After the poor monk broke through, he has been practicing in seclusion for the past two years. I came out of seclusion some time ago. I heard that Junior Brother Fa Bao was out of danger, and he even thought about drinking Guanzhu Zhang's wedding wine and going to Tianchan.
Stone Temple.”
Rong Shuzhi asked: "Senior Brother Lu, what does Master Fadang, the master of Tianchanshi Temple, say?"
"Master Fadang had brief contact with the Dharma treasure. He said that the aura of the Dharma treasure would rise and fall for a while. It was suspected that the Buddha's consciousness was damaged. He could not control his own energy and refused to answer questions. Master Fadang made arrangements in the temple. He asked
I discussed with Mr. Gu and took this opportunity to inform everyone of this in person. The magic weapon monk’s combat power...well, I have to guard against it."
Lu Changyuan smiled bitterly.
Master Fatang was promoted to the fifth level a few years ago. He couldn't see anything wrong with the magic weapon monk in person, and the matter was a bit serious.
They were worried that the magic weapon monk had been taken over by a powerful evil being from outside the world. When he started doing evil, he would bring a catastrophe to the vast continent and cause a great tragedy that would devastate all living beings.
Monk Fayuan put his hands together and said: "The poor monk and two fellow Taoists are going to the vast continent. If something happens to Junior Brother Dharma Bao, the poor monk will risk his life to stop him from doing evil. Lord Buddha is merciful!"
He had an inseparable relationship with the magic weapon, and he was heartbroken when he heard the news.
Zhang Wenfeng thought for a moment and asked: "The magic weapon master left the life lamp in the temple. Even the sorcerer can't find any clues?"
"Invite a few fourth-level magicians, and the divination master went there to make calculations. The secrets of heaven are hidden, and they can't calculate important information. They can vaguely confirm that the magic weapon monk is fine for the time being. Unless a fifth-level magician takes action, he may be able to break through the fog of heaven's secrets.
But today, I haven’t heard of any warlock who has been promoted to the fifth level?”
Gu Qingrong said in a deep voice.
Ruan Xiongfei, whom Monk Magical Treasure invited to explore the Water Moon Fantasy Land, and Song Xiao, a fifth-level monk from Liuyun Mountain where he was, all died, and their life lamps were extinguished. More than 20 years ago, there was a blackmail incident involving Sheng Congxian and Wan Shangwu.
The farce in mainland China is inseparable from the magic weapon monk.
Gu Qingrong didn't like what the magic weapon monk did. According to his wishes, he first took action to suppress the magic weapon in question, instead of waiting for the magic weapon monk to delay time and actively cause trouble. After taking it, he could calmly explore whether the magic weapon monk was possessed by evil spirits.
The issue of seizing one's body is the safest.
Tianchanshi Temple naturally disagreed and objected strongly. There was a dispute between the two parties, but Lu Yuanyuan managed to smooth things over.
Zhang Wenfeng asked again: "Didn't you use the 'magic needle'?"
Lu Yuanyuan shook his head, "Master Fadang said that there was no time at that time. Later, the magic weapon master walked down to the underground palace of the Demon Suppression Tower and opened the grand formation. Unless the magic weapon comes out, people outside will not be able to enter easily."
The consequences of forcefully breaking in will definitely anger the magic weapon monk.
Zhang Wenfeng sent a message and discussed with Tu Kun, Lu Zijin and Rong Shuzhi for a while, and they agreed that when the vast continent was in trouble, they would send people to help suppress and kill the rebels.
In fact, You Mengchang is a fifth-level warlock, but you don't care about the suffering of all creatures in the vast continent.
In his words, it's none of his business. He doesn't care whether he is tired or not.
Lu Yuanyuan and Gu Qingrong stood up with a smile, thanked them with their hands, and said that they would be obliged to help if there were any big events in the future in the Eastern Continent that would need them.
After seeing off Lu, Gu and monk Fayuan returned, while Rong Shuzhi and Zhang Guanzhu were walking by the stream.
After chatting for a while, Rong Shuzhi sent a message: "Last night, I sold a small piece of dragon bone to fellow Taoist Lu in exchange for the Wenguan fruit and some treasures."
Seeing Zhang Wenfeng looking at him in confusion, he explained: "Haoran Academy has a complete method for refining dragon bone pens and dragon bone paperweights. It is easier than trying to refine them by myself. Besides, I need to use the gallbladder compound to make elixirs and train my disciples."
Zhang Wenfeng was relieved, he had no worries about refining weapons or elixirs.
In the days that followed, I practiced step by step, did my homework, learned about swords, fed Li Huo, and cultivated the natal wooden sword. I spent half a day in the back mountain hall, using Yuan Qi to sacrifice bronze fish pattern talismans and bronze lamps.
Every evening, he and his wife walked around the sect hand in hand for half an hour.
Lu Zijin had long returned to the territory of the Demon Clan with the Mountain Badger to live his happy life. Shui Qingru took the Thunder God Beast to the Nanyuan Continent again. The other disciples traveled and traveled far away, drifting apart. One side.
You Mengchang was wandering around somewhere unknown, and there was no trace of him since the last time he gave a gift.
Zhuang Yu took the order to go to the vast continent and arranged for people to keep an eye on the movements of Tianchan Stone Temple.
In front of Lingbao Guanshan Gate.
A dark-skinned boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slightly confused look in his eyes, wearing a gray preaching robe and a sword hanging from his waist, stepped forward, bowed to the gatekeeper monk, and said politely: "Please tell me, Master Su, , You are here to visit.”
The gatekeeper monk could not tell the depth of the young man's cultivation, so he returned the greeting: "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment."
The summons was sent, but within a moment, Su Xianyuan and Wan Boqi arrived with a group of monks. They enthusiastically invited the young man from afar to the main peak, burned incense and naturalized him, and assigned the mountain top to settle the young man.
The young boy was confused and became the elder of Lingbao Temple.
Outside the mountain gate, You Mengchang disappeared in the air, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
After he advanced to the fifth level, he found that he could leave Taoist Zhang and move within five thousand miles without realizing it. This discovery made him overjoyed. Finally, he no longer had to be tied up by Taoist Zhang and confined to a large territory.
After stabilizing his cultivation in the past few years, he no longer wanted to watch Taoist Zhang and his wife having sex with each other in Jushuizhu. Although he had a collection of secrets in the house, he didn't take human emotions seriously.
When disaster strikes, they all fly away. He has seen too much.
He wanted to spend a few years out in the wild, trying his luck at grabbing the unowned treasures of heaven and earth.
…
Things in the world are like chess, everyone does his own thing.
Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Wenfeng now spends all day in the back mountain hall, refining the bronze lamp with all his heart.
He was completely immersed in the soul-suppressing hall at the core of the bronze lamp, with many phantoms, as if he had become Judge Zhang, watching everything that had happened in the soul-suppressing hall with a cold eye, and deciding the life and death of the ghosts with a single word.
The feeling of being aloof is intoxicating.
Yun Qiuhe found Tu Kun and said: "The temple master has not returned to Xiangsui Hall for half a year, and he has not said that he wants to practice in seclusion. He also asked Tu Kun to go to the cave in the back mountain to search. He once said that the entire sect, except
Besides him, there is also you who can walk in."
Tu Kun was slightly surprised and said: "Don't worry, I'll go take a look."