Two years later, on a barren official road in Fengtian County, at the westernmost end of the sandbar, a horse-drawn carriage was moving slowly, and more than a dozen officials dressed in official uniforms were guarding the carriage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info copy URL visit: 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d

Each of these officials looked listless, and it is no wonder that the weather on the sandbank this year is very dry, and the heat is unbearable. Mukden County is the closest to the Black Floating Desert. The weather was even hotter, and after walking for most of the day, I saw that it was almost dark, and there was no place to rest on this official road, not even a pedestrian. Who will rush in this weather. If they hadn't been ordered to go to the Qingniu Mountain in front of them to find the Venerable Fulong who could ask for rain, they wouldn't have had to travel so hard.

"My lord, I found a temple next to the official road three miles away from here." A servant who had gone to explore the road rode his horse to the carriage and respectfully saluted the carriage with a fist.

The curtain of the carriage chatted slowly, and a middle-aged Confucian student poked his head out and looked at the slightly dim Tiandao, "Go to the front and rest for one night, and tomorrow will be on the road."

"Yes" After everyone agreed, the carriage slowly moved in the direction of the deserted temple.

After a stick of incense, the carriage came to a deserted temple far away from the official road surrounded by more than a dozen officials. The fire in the temple flickered, and there were bursts of meat fragrance.

"There are still people here," the middle-aged Confucian said a little strangely after getting out of the car.

"Lord Hui, when my subordinates found this place, there was already a passer-by here. However, the subordinates have already interrogated. This person is just a scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, he failed to pass the imperial examination, and he came here to join his relatives, but he didn't expect that there was a great drought here, and his relatives had left home to take refuge, so he ended up here."

The middle-aged Confucian nodded, "It seems that he is also a hard-working person, alas, how many people have died in this drought."

Confucius sighed lightly and walked towards the temple.

I saw that a fire had been lit in the temple, and a young man in white was sitting cross-legged near the fire.

The young man in white looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face, and an unknown piece of beast meat was roasting on the fire. The smell of meat came.

But the boy was unmoved. Holding an unknown thick book in his hand, he looked at the firelight with relish.

"This brother is polite, in the lower Song Dynasty, passing by here, I am going to disturb the brother today," Confucian looked at the young man a few times, and said humbly. A polite look.

Hearing Confucius say this, the young man woke up from the world in the book. Hurriedly clenched his fists and saluted back, "Where is the adult, in Xia Ye Peak, it is really an honor to meet an adult here, but this place is simple, if the adult does not dislike it, please feel free"

Confucian saw that this young scholar was not surprised, neither humble nor arrogant, and saw that he was happy, so he talked with him, Confucian lived in officialdom for a long time, and knew a lot, and the young man was naturally happy, and the two of them also talked very happily.

The young man is naturally Ye Feng, who was expelled from the family two years ago, since he broke through the bottleneck of the middle stage of Qi training, his cultivation in the future seems to be a matter of course, especially on that day, he got a few people's storage bags from the ghost village, found a few bottles of marrow washing pills, and his cultivation is almost a thousand miles a day, and now in just two years, he has cultivated to the peak of the seventh layer of Qi training, and he is only one step away from the eighth layer. It's a pity that the pills he got have already been consumed, otherwise he might have cultivated to the eighth layer by now.

And now that Ye Feng continues to stay here, it is no longer simply for refuge, but the cultivation of the fireball technique has reached a bottleneck, this place is close to the Black Floating Desert, the fire aura is rich, and although the aura of heaven and earth is a little chaotic, it is not used to cultivate mana, but it is enough to cultivate spells, not to mention that this place is remote, and because of the drought for many years, most of the mortals in this place have been taken away, not to mention the fear of encountering those evil cultivators with ill intentions.

After all, the immortal cultivation world is not peaceful, and it is a little more chaotic than the mortal world. However, there are a lot of bandits and robbers in this place, and when they encounter Ye Feng who wants to make money and kill him, some mortals are the opponents of him as an immortal cultivator, which really makes Ye Feng clean up a lot, and it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

It was also very unexpected to meet these people here. From the conversation between the two, it was learned that the middle-aged Confucian in front of him was the county guard of Fengtian County. is honest and honest, and he is also a little famous in the imperial court, but because of the drought for many years, he went to Qingniu Mountain, which is not far from here, to find the real person of Fulong, and asked him to ask for rain for the people of Fengtian County.

But at this moment, a piercing scream suddenly came from outside the temple, and then there was a sound of breaking the air, and after the two officials standing outside the temple gate screamed miserably, they were shot from a sharp blade from the black night, and they turned over and fell down one after another.

At this moment, the officials who were resting in the temple were all in chaos, and they immediately grabbed the blades beside them and made a vigilant posture.

Some people even found a few thick leather shields out of nowhere, and the figure shook in front of the middle-aged Confucian for a while, protecting it tightly.

"I don't know which way the heroes are here, my lord is the county guard of Fengtian County, Lord Song, I came here only to seek immortals and rain, and I have no intention of making enemies with you, so please make it convenient", a servant who was guarding Confucianism's side shouted loudly. After all, the enemy is dark and I am clear, it is best not to do it, bandits occupy the mountain for the king, mostly for money, and few dare to kill the officials of the court, that crime is tantamount to rebellion.

Ye Feng, who was talking happily with Confucian on the side, saw that something was wrong, where is this robber, the sharp blade that killed two officials in an instant just now is clearly a flying sword, and the grade is not low, at least it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Attacking mortals so unscrupulously is most likely an evil cultivator.

At this time, there was a strange laughter from the dark place outside the temple: "Hehe. Yes, yes, the Thousand Soul Sword practiced by this seat is just missing some souls, although you mortals are weaker, but they will be settled, your souls, this seat has accepted it. ”

The person's voice is ethereal, and the Buddha is a few feet away, but the voice is clear and abnormal, and the Buddha is in your ears, but this person's speech is abnormal, like a broken pot gong, very ugly.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here, don't you know that killing the official of the court is a capital crime" As soon as the official who was blocking in front of Confucius finished speaking, a strange blade with green light flew in front of him, and immediately after, the head of the official fell to the ground and rolled to the side.

Seeing this scene, everyone was struggling to keep their composure, and one of the officials threw away the weapon in his hand, shouted "Ghost", and ran straight back. But just ran out two steps. The strange blade glowing green flew towards it, circled around its neck and flew back outside the temple, but the officer who flew backwards did not run twice, and its head rolled to the ground like the previous companion.

At this time, everyone was really bold, and a trace of white sweat broke out on everyone's faces, and they were so frightened that they couldn't speak. However, the Confucian was quite calm, and said in his mouth, "Your Excellency is not an immortal cultivator, so unscrupulous to attack mortals, are you not afraid of being punished by heaven?"

"You mortal still have some knowledge, and you actually know about immortal cultivators. Heaven's damnation hums, this seat has a lot of magic, and God can't control this seat. A voice like the roar of a wild beast came, and the strange blade with green light flew towards Confucius.

Seeing the strange blade flying, everyone was in the big hats of the dead souls, and just as the Confucian students closed their eyes and waited for death, a mutation protruded. A golden ring struck diagonally the strange blade that should have flown towards Confucius. This sudden attack was naturally Ye Feng, it was not Ye Feng's nosy, just because he knew that since the people outside were evil cultivators who sacrificed evil magic weapons, of course it was impossible to let him go. Compared to these mortals, his soul sacrifice magic weapon of a low-level immortal cultivator was a better material.

What's more, this person is so hidden, it can't be a person with high mana, as for what kind of mana is mysterious, not bound by the sky, it's just boasting, if you really let these mortals die, I'm afraid that they will die faster. And when I got the storage bags of those people, I got a few magic weapons and a few spirit runes from those people by the way, especially the high-grade magic weapon Yingyue Bad, and a few defensive talismans to defend myself. After weighing the pros and cons, Ye Feng made a move without hesitation.

However, the Confucian who closed his eyes and waited for death was quite surprised to see that he had escaped from death.

Ye Feng didn't say a word, his mind moved, and he took out a water attribute spirit rune with blue light from the storage bag. Slapped on his body, a blue shield suddenly rose on his body, and with a movement of his heart, the glowing golden moon turned into a piece of golden light, and shot away towards a clearing outside the temple.

Since the Reflecting Moon Bad Flying Monster Blade has now flown out to hurt the enemy, but in a moment, the evil cultivator has not yet reflected, but he seems to be a person with rich experience in fighting people, a light body technique is blessed on the body, a few steps to the left, it avoids the attack range of the Reflecting Moon Ring, and then a self-defense technique is blessed, and a cyan shield instantly rises on the body.

The figure of this evil cultivator was suddenly exposed, and I saw that this person was dressed in black, and even his head was covered with a black hood, his body was thin, and his eyes were red like beasts.

Flying towards the moon ring behind him, it circled and then roared again. In the face of the high-grade magic weapon, this person did not dare to hold the big induration, turned around again, avoided this ring, and then gritted his teeth, took out a golden shield from his body and threw it, and the golden shield instantly turned into a piece of golden light, circling in front of him. Although the momentum does not have the momentum of the Reflecting Moon Ring, it is not something that can be broken in a short time, Ye Feng saw that the sneak attack just now was not effective, so he did not entangle, the Reflecting Moon Ring flew to his side and coiled uncertainly, and added an earth-attribute defensive shield to himself, and he was far away from the evil cultivator.

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