Zhang Rongfang returned here again, facing the mountain breeze, and stepped up the steps step by step.
Instead, he saw a figure in white, slowly moving around on the platform, practicing talismans.
"Why are you so diligent today?" He smiled and crossed the last step and looked at the other person.
The figure in white slowly stopped and stopped. It was Chang Yuqing who had been here once before.
It must be said that this woman is outstanding among Zhang Rongfang in terms of figure and temperament. Only Zhang Zhenhai can compare with her in terms of figure and appearance.
"Teacher, Ding Yu asked me to bring you something. While I'm waiting for you, I'll practice the basic moves you taught me before." Chang Yuqing took a few steps forward, lowered his head and said respectfully.
"What should I bring?" Zhang Rongfang was in a good mood. As time went by, he saw that his health value was getting closer to 300, and he naturally became more and more excited.
Even my usual mood has improved.
"This is it." Chang Yuqing walked aside and opened a cage covered with black cloth in the corner.
The three little black pigs inside raised their heads side by side and looked at Zhang Rongfang.
Three flowers were painted with red paint on the heads of the three pigs.
"Junior brother Ding said that this is the first batch of pigs to be formed, so he specially selected three pigs and sent them over. The flowers on the head are symbolic. I hope that the teacher will have three flowers gathered on his head as soon as possible, and the five qi will be in full swing."
Three flowers? Zhang Rongfang looked at the flowers on the head of the black pig.
Juding? Juding?
He was speechless.
Ever since Ding Yu came back from the Wuding Sect, something has been going wrong.
Now it seems...it's not an illusion.
"I accept your offer... Send these three pigs down and kill them for everyone to share." He waved his hand helplessly.
"Yes." San Yuqing's face under the veil also chuckled.
"By the way, teacher, my disciple recently discovered that there is something wrong with the many Immortal Temple Taoists in the canyon. Many of them are... unscrupulous." Chang Yuqing reminded softly.
"This is because human nature is different, and the inner demons encountered when embarking on the immortal path are also different." Zhang Rongfang said calmly, "Vitality is spiritual energy, temptation, and inner demons."
"Inner demon?" Chang Yuqing thought thoughtfully.
Recently, as time went by, even though the day of her onset of illness was getting closer and closer, she looked at the many Taoists in the Renxian Temple, and her heart lost the urgency she had before.
"If you don't understand, just go and walk around more." Zhang Rongfang replied.
This disciple's understanding was extremely high. Apart from his weak physique, he almost had the strongest learning ability among the people he had ever seen.
The Taoist martial arts he taught before has been mastered by him in just half a month, and he has mastered all of them.
This kind of understanding is simply terrifying.
But the more this happened, the more cautious he became about it. Once such a genius embarks on the martial arts, he is as unstoppable as a rocket and soars into the sky.
By then it will not be as easy to polish as it is now.
In the later stages of martial arts, it will inevitably involve the spiritual and will aspects.
Instead of being taught by setbacks outside in the future, it would be better for him to complete the preparation work as much as possible here.
"Disciple, I understand somewhat..." Chang Yuqing nodded lightly.
"Just understand." Zhang Rongfang briefly asked a few questions about martial arts practice.
The answer I got was impeccable.
All the doubts and difficulties were meaningless to Chang Yuqing. She could pass it after a little thought.
There are only some empirical things that need to be added.
After giving some advice to Chang Yuqing, Zhang Rongfang left Shengxian Terrace and walked around Yuannu Gorge. Most of the people were not there.
Of all the transformed blood descendants, only a few stayed in the canyon to practice in seclusion.
The rest of the people all went out.
Zhang Rongfang is not surprised either. If he were one of these blood masters, he would probably stay away from this place.
After all, no one of these experts would like to stay in a place where they can make decisions anytime, anywhere.
Beside people who live and die.
Leaving the canyon, he rushed straight towards Wushan Mansion.
Running wildly along the official road.
Halfway through the run, on the road ahead, on the snow that had not completely melted, a group of spirit soldiers were slowly patrolling over on horseback.
Zhang Rongfang did not intend to meet these people and was about to take a detour.
Suddenly, I heard this group of people chatting while patrolling.
"...I knew it was a lie. What Taoist cultivators say about immortality is true."
"I saw with my own eyes that only two Taoists came out and killed a group of red scarf thugs nearby, leaving no one behind. Some people wanted to approach from a distance to ask, but were frightened by the bloody scene and did not dare to go any further.
One step closer." Another person explained seriously.
"I've heard about this too.~~" The third person nodded slightly, "There are rumors nearby that the red scarf thugs provoked a martial arts sect that lives in the mountains and forests. The name is Renxian Temple. It is said that there are people in it.
A group of terrifying evil cultivators who kill without blinking an eye."
"I have also heard that they claim to be immortal cultivators, but judging from their actions and words, they are cruel and easy to kill. It is said that they even swallow blood. What kind of immortal can these Taoists cultivate? Are they not cultivating evil immortals?"
"No matter what, the view of immortals has relieved a lot of pressure on us. Regardless of whether they are good or evil, it is ultimately a good thing."
"Who knows if they saw the chaos and came out to kill and loot at will?"
"If not, where have the red scarf thugs nearby gone? Could it be that they were all killed by Sirius?" The person who spoke was obviously a spiritual person.
Among the spiritual people who believe in the Lingfei Cult, they like to compare the male heroes of the clan to the wolf and the female to the white deer.
"The above meaning is that since the other party has not provoked us, they will ignore it. In this world, it is better to do less than to do more."
"Hey, this evil sect has been spread everywhere in the city. Some people even saw Taoist priests from Renxian Temple sucking human blood. They are extremely evil!
That is to say, if the superiors have not calmed down now, if they wait for a while, they will definitely send troops to strangle him."
"Be careful what you say."
Hearing this, Zhang Rongfang probably knew something about the spread of blood descendants.
He spread out his body, went around from one side, and rushed towards Wushan Mansion.
Not long after, the huge city slowly appeared at the end of the field of vision.
As soon as he got closer, he saw sentry towers set up at regular intervals around the city.
Someone on the far sentry tower saw him approaching and was not surprised. They made sure he didn't have a red scarf tied around him and ignored him.
Zhang Rongfang slowed down and hurried forward like an ordinary refugee.
Soon I saw a large number of refugees crowded in front of the city gate.
They lined up in a long queue one by one, waiting for inspection before entering the city.
Zhang Rongfang himself queued to the end, waiting to enter the city. At this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he raised his head and looked to the right.
I saw a group of soldiers and armored warriors dressed completely different from those in Wushan, walking quickly through the small door on the right side of the city gate.
Among this group of people, one of them seemed to have worshiped a god, and his body was different from ordinary people.
Judging from the decoration of his armor and stomach, it is not the style of the Daling Sect.
Watching the group of people enter the city, Zhang Rongfang was still waiting in line for inspection like an ordinary person.
He quickly entered the city relying on the token given by his sister, and headed straight towards Muchifu.
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Inside the Wushan government office.
At this time, a group of armored warriors who had just entered the city, supported by dozens of spiritual troops, entered the government office arrogantly and glanced at the group of officials who had been waiting to greet them.
The leader among them had a pale complexion, a beardless chin, and sinister eyes.
"My officer, Chen Yan, is the replacement envoy for internal affairs under King Nogi Li. Now that the thugs around Wushan have been wiped out by our army, the world is clear. And in return, you should give some good expressions.
"
He glanced at the pile of belongings placed on the open space.
.
"What's the use of these yellow and white things at this time? Where's the food and grass? The Wushan Mansion is so big that it can't even raise a mere 100,000 dan?"
Yue Hanquan, the leader of the Wushan Prefecture, looked troubled as an official.
"Lord Messenger, it's not that we are incompetent, it's that at this time, we don't even have enough food and grass. If we give out so much more, the entire Wushan Mansion will be..."
"That's your business. There are so many empty towns around. Just send people to search for them. I just ask you, where is the food and grass? If you don't get it together within ten days, don't blame me for waiting!"
The messenger, Chen Yan, threatened rudely.
"Sir Messenger, we really don't have that much food and grass. There is indeed food in the nearby towns, but they were all looted by the surrounding civilian forces. We didn't get any." Yue Hanquan explained helplessly.
"What force is so arrogant?" The messenger Chen Yan's eyes lit up. His important task now is to obtain food and grass. It seems that Wushan Mansion cannot force out much food and grass, but the other forces are different.
"It's an evil sect called Renxianguan!" Yue Hanquan quickly explained. "Everyone in that sect is a martial arts master, and they also eat human blood. They are extremely evil!"
The words just fell.
A red shadow suddenly leapt down from outside the wall.
"Fart! How dare a bunch of ordinary people talk about our immortal path as an evil path! This is simply ridiculous!"
The red shadow fell to the ground, revealing its true appearance.
It was a bald monk wearing a red cassock and a string of large white bone beads hanging around his neck.
This monk's face was full of flesh, his eyes were flashing with fierceness, and he was sweeping in all directions, and his fierce aura continued to spread to the surroundings.
Just the sound of his qi and blood surging and his heart beating makes those who are closer feel like they are hearing drums beating.
"It really took no effort! Capture him and interrogate the envoy!" Chen Yan, the envoy of King Mu Li, was immediately overjoyed and waved his hand, while he stepped back to watch the battle.
It's just that others haven't taken a few steps back.
Then he heard the ground explode, and a red shadow rushed toward him like a rhinoceros.
"Shameless bitch! Dao Master worked hard to wipe out the red scarf thugs everywhere, but in the end, you took the credit and received the reward!? Die!!"
The great monk slapped the messenger hard on the face. This palm had no rules, but the sheer speed and power of the super-grade inner magic surpassed the cognitive reactions of everyone present.
Peng!!
After an explosion, the envoy of King Mu Li lost his head on the spot and fell to the ground.
The faces of the remaining masters in the envoy team changed wildly. They recognized the gold content of this palm and did not dare to stop it. They scattered like birds to escape.
But before they could run very far, the main generals were chased by the great monk.
One palm at a time, it was like killing a chicken. Blood splattered everywhere.
"A bunch of cowardly little losers! They dare to be disrespectful to our Immortal Way!" The great monk finally slapped to death a young general named King Muli who was leading the team. He shook off the blood on his hands and looked at the other Wushan officials who were cowering in fear.