The outer slope of Piaoyun Peak. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a previously silent clearing, two figures flashed out.

Both were straight and well-proportioned, both dressed in light blue shirts, and the cuffs of their left sleeves were embroidered with a delicate white feather pattern.

I saw that one of the older middle-aged Confucian scholars took out a silver octagonal compass the size of an inkstone and placed it on the palm of his left hand.

Then, a spell in his right hand hit the compass, and strings of silver seal characters of different sizes continued to pour out from the compass, submerging into the void in front of the compass. The middle-aged Confucian held the compass with his left hand, his eyes staring at the void in front of him, motionless, as if waiting for something.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a slight fluctuation in the shape of water streaks in the void in front of him, and a string of silver seal characters stood out from the fluctuation of the water streaks, flew back to the compass like a homing bird, and disappeared into the compass in a flash.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar injected another piece of true qi that was much more powerful than before into the compass, and more seal characters gushed out of the compass into the void. This time I waited for half an hour, and it was disappointing that not a single silver seal flew back.

The middle-aged Confucian was unwilling, and concocted it again, but there was still no movement. Seeing that the cast is invalid, retract the compass.

Turning his head to the young Confucian next to him, he said, "Sure enough, as the elder in the sect explained, there are indeed fluctuations in the spiritual power of the alien space here. For more than half a month, you and I have searched for hundreds of miles in Piaoyun Peak every day, and it has not been in vain. However, this alien space is really mysterious, and the spirit chasing compass made with the secret method of the sect cannot find its exact entrance. However, the clues have been captured by the spirit chasing compass, and the situation here must be reported to the elders in the door as soon as possible. ”

"This Drifting Cloud Peak is within the sphere of influence of my Yudao Sect, and the treasures in this alien space must be in the pocket of my sect. The young monk said.

"In the past three months, there have been frequent abnormal vibrations in the Luoyu Mountain Range, and according to the secret method used by the elders of the sect, it was found that it was caused by the fluctuations of the different space here. In recent days, not only the monks of our old neighbor Heavenly Ghost Sect have also been active in this vicinity, but also the monks from the Southern Regions from the far south have also entered the Luoyu Mountain Range to explore, and have had friction with the disciples of my sect, presumably the target is the secret of this alien space. The middle-aged monk said.

"I see. ”

"I don't know what the other brothers in the door who came here with us to investigate in groups have discovered, you and I should go back and report first. After speaking, the middle-aged Confucian took out a white feather about an inch size from the storage bag on his waist.

With a flick of his wrist, the white feather was thrown into the air. The next moment, the feather flashed, rose in the wind, and turned into a flying boat in the blink of an eye. The two jumped into the flying boat and took off.

The two of them rode in a feathered flying boat over the Lokyu Mountains. Suddenly, a large cloud as black as ink floated in front of me, and suddenly appeared on the path of the flying boat.

The middle-aged Confucian swept his senses, his eyebrows furrowed, and then he said urgently: "Someone is blocking the way, junior brother be careful." With that, he raised his hand, and a three-foot long sword was held in his right hand. A trace of spiritual energy overflowed outward from the sword body, ready to attack.

When the young Confucian heard this, he also took out a long sword, staring at the dark clouds in front of him, and did not dare to slack off.

Sure enough, six black eagles the size of a foot sprung out of the dark clouds on the opposite side. Black Hawk's body hissed and burst of black gas, and on each of the eagle's backs stood a monk in a black robe. A big man at the head, with a full chin and a beard as straight as a steel wire, and a lion nose and a wide mouth. The other five people have different appearances, and they all hold weapons in their hands, and their fierce looks are exposed.

The middle-aged Confucian shouted: "In the Xiayu Dao Gate, Zhang Zhi and my junior brother Li Xian, dare to ask the six Daoists on the other side are from the "Heavenly Ghost Sect", why are they blocking the way of the two of us. ”

"Count your acquaintance, I am the Heavenly Ghost Sect "Tu Sanli". Don't talk nonsense, quickly hand over the treasure compass you just used, and let the two of you go. The big man on the other side said.

After hearing this, Zhang Zhi secretly blamed himself in his heart, he was careless for a while, and was secretly monitored by the "Tu Sanli" guy.

The main altar of the Heavenly Ghost Sect and the Feather Dao Gate are both built in the Luoyu Mountain Range, the Heavenly Ghost Sect is the overlord of the Ghost Dao, and the Feather Dao Gate is the Confucian Sect Taidou. There were occasional small frictions between the two sects, and the disciples on both sides had heard of each other.

Although this "Tu Sanli" is not a big name in the Heavenly Ghost Sect, he can be regarded as a ruthless character among the monks who have cultivated to reach the "Peiyuan Realm".

Zhang Zhi's consciousness swept away. There are six people on the other side, except for Tu Sanli, who is a cultivator of the second layer of Peiyuan Realm, and the other five are all cultivators of the first layer of Peiyuan Realm. The two of them, in addition to being the cultivator of the second layer of the Peiyuan Realm, the junior brother Li Xian only has the cultivation of the first layer of the Peiyuan Realm.

Cultivator's fighting method, cultivation for the realm is the basic yardstick of combat power, although the main generals of the two sides are cultivating equally, but the difference in numbers makes the combat power of the two sides have a significant tilt.

Zhang Zhi's thoughts were full of thoughts, but his face was not timid. said loudly: "I hope that Tu Daoyou will make it convenient, raise your noble hand and let the two of you pass." What's more, just because you are only six people want to block the road and seize the treasure, we are not the only two of us who have come together, you should retreat quickly. Zhang Zhi's words were both soft and hard.

"No need to talk nonsense. Tu Sanli's eyes widened, and as soon as he broke off, a group of six people killed each with a weapon.

Zhang Zhi said in a loud voice: "Senior brother, quickly return to the ground, the other party has a flying eagle and is good at fighting in the air, and I am afraid that you and I will suffer if you are entangled." ”

After speaking, Zhang Zhi took out a feather-shaped cyan jade pendant with his left hand. With a hard pinch of his two fingers, the jade pendant turned into a white feather phantom out of thin air, and disappeared into the void in an instant.

This jade pendant is the unique help-seeking weapon of the Yudaomen, which can transmit a distress signal within a certain distance.

In a Confucian hall in the Luoyu Mountains, there is a golden plaque above the hall, with the three big characters of the Blue Feather Courtyard written on it.

There were three people standing in the hall, an old man and two scholars. This old man, with large sleeves and wide robes, crane hair and a childish face, silver hair is not messy, two long eyebrows are slightly drooping, and his eyes are like electricity. It is the Great Elder of the Blue Feather Courtyard of the Feather Dao Gate, Lan Xingjun.

At this time, the wick of a gilt lamp placed in the main hall suddenly lit up, and the picture of Zhang Zhi flashed in the halo. Seeing this picture, Lan Xingjun suddenly showed anger on his face, and snorted lightly: "The people of the Heavenly Ghost Sect are becoming more and more presumptuous. He turned his head and instructed the two scholars behind him, "Go and call Zhan Yunfei." ”

Not long after, a white feathered flying boat flew out of the Blue Feather Courtyard.

At the bow of the boat stood a tall young scholar with outstanding appearance. Dressed in a snow-white silk Confucian costume, the silver brocade scarf on the top of his head fluttered in the wind, and the jade tree was in the wind.

Behind this person stood two disciples of the Blue Feather Academy.

One of them whispered to others: "Third Senior Brother Zhan Yunfei will definitely succeed immediately." ”

The others hurriedly nodded yes: "That's nature." Senior Brother Zhan is one of the most powerful True Dan Realm disciples of the younger generation of the Feather Dao Sect. It was already the realm of the pinnacle of the second layer of the True Dan Realm, and it was said that half a foot had already stepped into the Yuan Soul Realm. After speaking, he showed a face of admiration and envy.

on the battlefield.

Zhang Zhi and the others hurriedly urged the flying boat to land on a flat place with all their might.

Zhang Zhi took out a small green umbrella that was about a foot big and handed it to his junior brother Li Xian. said: "This is the magic weapon "Emerald Glass Umbrella" given by the elders in the door, the other party has a large number of people, you use it to resist the other five people first, and Tu Sanli will be dealt with by me." I've already sent a signal for help, and as long as I hold on for a while, there will be a fellow door to help. ”

As soon as Li Xian took the small green umbrella with both hands, Tu Sanli and the other six people surrounded him. Each of the six men held weapons in their hands and attacked them like hungry wolves. Zhang Zhi and the others fought and retreated, and fought with the six people of Tu Sanli.

"Today, I'll let you taste the power of Uncle Ben's bloodthirsty skeleton. Tu Sanli snapped, and then raised his hand, a white skull the size of a palm shot out, the skull's eyes flashed with a little green, and the upper and lower jaws staggered, making a terrible gurgling sound.

Zhang Zhi did not show weakness, and the long sword in his hand danced with a fierce sword aura.

The other five Heavenly Ghost Sect members each held weapons and surrounded Li Xian in the middle.

Seeing this, Li Xian didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly used his mana to urge the green glass umbrella in his hand.

As a true qi was injected into the turquoise glass umbrella, a circle of green light rippled around the green umbrella, instantly forming a green protective light shield, covering Li Xian in it.

After all kinds of attacks hit the green light mask, they collided with bursts of green light, but they couldn't hurt Li Xian for a while.

Zhang Zhi saw that his junior brother Li Xian was fine for a while, and his heart was temporarily relaxed.

However, after a long time, Li Xian's mana could not be used for a while due to the fact that he was one against five, and the green light of the emerald glass umbrella gradually cracked under the attack of the five Heavenly Ghost Sect people.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhi hurriedly took out five talismans with red firebirds. With a wave of his left hand, he turned into five three-foot-sized firebirds in the wind, and pounced towards Tu Sanli and six people.

This talisman is made of fire spirit power refined from fire attribute spirit stones plus several other magic weapon materials, and is secretly made by the refining master of the Yudao Sect. Each of the firebirds it transforms into has the power of the first layer of the Void Realm. It's just that it has a limited time to exist as a firebird, and manipulation of this firebird consumes a lot of mana.

When Tu Sanli and the others dodged the firebird, Zhang Zhi took the opportunity to hit Zhou Xian's green umbrella with a burst of mana. The dripping speed of the green umbrella accelerated, the green light was abundant, and the cracks that had just been created by the protective light mask were gradually healing.

Li Xian saw that his senior brother helped him, and he was very grateful in his heart. I only hate that my cultivation is still shallow, and if I continue to hold it like this, if I can't wait for support from inside the door, I'm afraid that the two of them will be defeated. In desperation, Li first launched the attack mode of the turquoise glass umbrella.

A spell hit the umbrella, and the turquoise glass umbrella shook and buzzed, and hundreds of small and sharp green flying needles shot out from under the umbrella cover, covering the six people like locusts flying in the sky.

Hearing only two oops, the two Heavenly Ghost Sect disciples who were closer couldn't dodge and were stabbed by the green needle.

Although the flying needle is small, it is indeed extremely sharp, and it pierces into the body at once, leaving only a few tiny pinholes. The two people who were shot only felt a sharp pain, and quickly jumped out of the battle circle, forcibly trying to force the flying needle in their bodies out of their bodies.

Tu Sanli saw that his two subordinates were injured and temporarily lost their combat strength, and he was unwilling to continue to entangle, and after a long time, if the other party came reinforcements, he would lose his previous efforts.

I saw Tu Sanli raise his hand, and an inch-sized blood-red spider appeared in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, the blood-red spider jumped to the ground, instantly turning into the size of a bowl.

Two pitch-black fangs grew from the corners of this spider's mouth, and a human face was painted on its back, and the appearance of the human face was somewhat similar to Tu Sanli. The spider's bloody mouth spewed out blood-colored spider webs the size of more than a zhang, covering the firebird released by Li Zhi head-on. The cobweb was not afraid of flames, and the firebird burned in the cobweb, gradually dissipating out of thin air.

Next, Tu Sanli sprayed a mouthful of essence on the skeleton.

The next moment, the bloodthirsty skeleton clicked, and a torso and limbs sprung up from under the skull, turning into a complete skeleton. Then the skeleton man's entire body shrank strangely, and after a creak, it turned into a huge white bone blade.

Tu Sanli held the huge bone blade with both hands and shouted: "Ghost bone slash!"

The bone blade slashed out a huge white sword and slashed towards Zhang Zhi with a roar, and the sharp spiritual pressure popped.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhi raised his sword eyebrows.

Inject mana into the sword in your hand. Three words were spat out in his mouth: "Chop the hill!"

Suddenly, the aura around the long sword was flourishing, and with a buzzing sound, a silver rainbow struck away.

The two of them collided with each other, and there was a loud bang, and a circle of shock waves spread out to the surroundings at great speed. In an instant, the sand flew away, and the grass and trees flew sideways.

After the ultimate, the two of them each took a step back.

Zhang Zhi was shocked in his heart, this Tu Sanli really lived up to his reputation. His own sword is a natal weapon, and he has been nourished with his soul power for many years. The secret technique "Slashing the Slope" is amazingly powerful, and there are few opponents among monks of the same level. The blow just now has already used eight successes, and it can't be bargained for.

At this moment, Zhang Zhi noticed a slight movement under his feet, and wanted to rise up. But he was still half a beat slower, and he felt a tingling pain in his left calf.

It turned out that the blood spider released by Tu Sanli sneaked to Zhang Zhi's feet at some point, and shot an inch-long blood needle out of his mouth, hitting Zhang Zhi's left calf. A feeling of paralysis spread rapidly from the wound on his leg, and his mana could no longer operate freely under the influence of the poisonous needle.

Li Xian's side had already lost the upper hand with one enemy. Seeing that Zhang Zhi was injured, the gap in his heart was opened, and the light mask of the green glass umbrella was torn apart.

Before Li could react. I saw a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect holding a sledgehammer on the opposite side, and smashed a hammer into Li Xian's chest. With an oops, Li Xian flew upside down, his chest was red, and he was unconscious.

Zhang Zhi saw that his junior brother Li Xian was hit hard, and he was worried for a while. But there was a hint of decisiveness in his eyes. waved his hand and said loudly: "Stop! ”

Tu Sanli saw that Zhang Zhi and the others had temporarily lost their combat strength, and he didn't want to kill, so he said: "Toast without eating and drinking, hand over the compass, and the two of you can leave." ”

Zhang Zhi took out the "Spirit Chasing Compass" and reluctantly threw it towards Tu Sanli. Tu Sanli took the compass with one hand, looked at it carefully, and looked happy.

"Well, that's good. That's the thing. After Tu Sanli finished speaking, he wanted to put the compass away.