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Chapter 62: Rescue

"This monk of Demon Cloud Ridge is so arrogant." Mo Xiaoling's departure was extremely rude. In this regard, Wang Fuyu frowned slightly, but Senior Brother Sheng reacted more violently, only to see that his face was a little red, and he reprimanded angrily.

Wang Fuyu saw that the monk of Moyunling was far away, and said to everyone, "Fellow Daoists, the little sister has something else to do, so I will leave." When her clothes fluttered, she had already traveled with Zhuang Pei's sword, and she was far away in an instant.

"Senior Brother Zhou, we are about to go to the entrance of Da Luo Tian to Sanqing Heaven, Immortal Crossing, let's go together, and we can take care of each other." Senior Brother Sheng beckoned to Zhou Moyang and gently invited. "Let's go together." Li Qiushui also smiled at Zhou Moyang.

His eyebrows twitched, and Zhou Moyang was about to agree, when he suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to look in the direction where Wang Fuyu and the two left. After pondering for a while, he arched his hand at Senior Brother Sheng and Li Qiushui, and returned, "Thank you Senior Brother Sheng and several senior brothers for your kindness, it's just that Senior Brother I have just entered Da Luotian, and I still want to search for some elixirs here." A few senior brothers will take the first step, and I will wait for the reunion in Xianrendu. ”

"It's okay, Senior Brother Zhou is walking alone, remember to be careful. Then I'll be one step ahead. Seeing this, Senior Brother Sheng didn't force it, waved his hand at Zhou Moyang, and the group left on their own. Everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't be forced.

Bidding farewell to everyone, he didn't dare to resist the sword, ran out of a hundred and ten miles in one go, and came to a small hill, and Zhou Moyang slowly stopped his figure. In the divine consciousness, there was no one before and after, he sacrificed a strange five elements array, and after dispersing the messy thoughts, he breathed and breathed, and slowly recovered the consumed spiritual power.

Five or six hours passed, Zhou Moyang in the formation opened his eyes, flipped his palm, and took out a piece of jade slip, which was a sketch of the crape myrtle fairyland. After a stick of incense, he put down the jade slip in his hand, and Zhou Moyang fell into deep thought. According to the geographical judgment along the way, he is now in a position, not far from the Luo Tiandian Temple of Da Luotian.

"Luo Tian is less cloudy, and he is tired of being detained for a long time." Luo Tiandian is an immortal site in Da Luo Tian, and there should be a lot of immortal relics in it. After passing this hall, it is a shortcut to the immortal crossing, and you will pass by the most mysterious place in the Daluo Heaven, the Dust Heart Palace. On the map in the jade slip, it is described in detail.

Now that he has entered the crape myrtle fairyland, and has such a map in his hand, no matter whether there is a way to lead to the immortal crossing in the Dust Heart Palace, he must go through it in person to make this trip worthwhile. After reading the jade slip in his hand again, and remembering the important points in his heart, Zhou Moyang suddenly raised his head and looked at it.

The hill in front of it was only 100 zhang high, with a radius of several miles. The mountain is full of strange rocks, and a few unknown trees grow sparsely. At the foot of the mountain, there are some large stones messily, and a slightly flat place is where Zhou Moyang rests. Unexpectedly, a woman's figure suddenly appeared on the mountain and came straight to him. There were three men in the back, shouting and chasing.

In a moment, the woman was at the foot of the mountain. On a moon-white dress, there was a bloodstain on her shoulders, and her beautiful face was full of anger. She held a small silver flying sword, and when she arrived not far from Zhou Moyang's formation, she jumped on a big stone on her tiptoes, turned around and reprimanded: "That Seven Treasures Exquisite Grass is clearly what I got at the foot of the mountain over there, but you are robbing and plundering, and there is still heavenly reason." ”

The woman explained the reason in one sentence, but Zhou Moyang in the formation shook his head bitterly. Justice. The strong is where the heavenly principle lies, and the unfathomable opportunity in this fairyland is also where the heavenly principle lies. And the monk's cultivation path is also the way against the heavens. Come to think of it, this heavenly principle is only stored in the heart, in awe, but it can be discarded casually.

The three men who caught up, the leader was the late stage of foundation building, and the other two were in the middle stage of foundation building, and they were dressed differently, so they couldn't tell what sect they were disciples. These people probably saw that the woman was alone, so they wanted to take advantage of it. Whoever wants the other party is bold, has a strong temperament, and it is easy for them to start if they don't agree with each other.

A man in his early forties with a wound on his left arm and a bloodstain on his shirt, apparently at a loss. He scolded: "That Qibao exquisite grass is clearly the first thing I saw, but you took the lead, and you attacked and injured me." Stinky girl, I wanted to take things back, but now I can't spare you, so I'll catch it obediently. ”

"This senior brother, this woman has a good face and figure, and it's a pity that she died." It was a man in his thirties who spoke, with a ** smile on his face. The middle-aged man who wanted to take the lead in the late stage of foundation building was full of gloom, and said: "This woman should be a disciple of Qinghua Palace, you and I should be careful, don't poke any leaks." ”

"Hmph. In this crape myrtle fairyland, you can still give birth to these thoughts, you really don't know whether to live or die. After angrily reprimanding the man, the injured man said hatefully: "Senior brother, don't worry, there is no one else here and right, kill this stinky girl, and no one knows what you and I did." The three of them had surrounded the large rock where the woman was located, and they had no qualms about deliberating aloud, apparently considering each other dead.

The Seven Treasures Exquisite Grass was clearly found by himself, but he was bumped into by these three people, and if he couldn't get it, he had to be rough. Alone and weak, she had to strike first and take the opportunity to escape. Although he was lucky enough to hurt the other party, in a hurry, he was also injured in the shoulder by the man's flying sword, and his breath was unstable due to the injury. I knew that I couldn't escape, but I had to fight, but who would have thought that three male monks, in the face of a woman who had no way to escape, could say such shameless words.

It's a pity that I was separated from my teachers and sisters, but today I am suffering from this. When she was angry, the young woman clenched her teeth, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she reprimanded in a coquettish voice: "I, Qin Yewen, are dead, and I have my own sisters to avenge me." But if you do this, you will become a cultivator in vain. "It turns out that this woman's name is Qin Yewen. She is a friar of Qinghua Palace. Zhou Moyang in the formation had already slowly stood up.

"Don't delay, and if it's late, things will change." The man in the lead gestured very old-fashioned. Comprehending, the other two unanimously sacrificed their swords. Qin Yewen secretly sighed, and when she was about to fight to the death, a sword light suddenly flashed not far from her side, and Zhou Moyang still made a move.

It's not that I didn't want to show up to stop this dispute, but a monk in the middle of foundation building, how much weight he said was clear, without thinking too much. Wang Fuyu's master and apprentice saved him once, so he saved her in return. No. Even if he didn't recognize Wang Fuyu, Zhou Moyang was thinking about how to save this lone woman. Perhaps, the shot was not so decisive.

Since it is inevitable to do it, there is no need to worry about anything. When the four generals in the field sensed the movement, Zhou Moyang, who seemed to come out of thin air, held a spirit weapon flying sword, and had already arrived in front of the young man in the middle stage of foundation building, and slashed down with a sword.

Caught off guard, the man who was still smiling just now was shocked and said, "Who are you?" Before he finished speaking, he came to an abrupt end. The sword light flashed, and in the blood-red splash, he was actually split in two by a sword.

I don't know when Zhou Moyang's murder was so simple and bloody. He likes the confidence of holding a long sword, and he likes the pleasure of breaking it with a sword. Perhaps, this is the release of long-suppressed depression, or perhaps, this is the long-suppressed arrogance.

A sword slashed the opponent's cultivation to the weakest person, the sword flashed, throwing away a string of blood droplets, and before the remaining two of the other party could respond, Zhou Moyang jumped onto the boulder where Qin Yewen was, raised his eyebrows, and said in a cold voice: "Enough is enough, too much." Do you want to bully more and less? ”

Qin Yewen's mouth was half open, and she looked at the young monk next to her in shock, who came out of nowhere, and didn't know what to do for a while. Why should this person help himself? Where is Fang Cai hiding?

"Who are you. Why did he kill people? Just in the blink of an eye, his companion was killed and turned into a bloody corpse, and the leading man stared at Zhou Moyang in disbelief and asked loudly.

Another man with blood stains on his body had round eyes and a face full of surprise and anger. He gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Moyang on the big stone, and scolded: "Where did this hateful guy come from?" is so vicious, under the sneak attack and plot, causing his companion to fall, this person is really hateful. ”

The expressions of the remaining two fell into their eyes, and Zhou Moyang secretly shook his head. I thought that after killing one person, it would be enough to deter the opponent and force the opponent to leave. But at the moment, it is clear that it can't be good.

"Two fellow Daoists, it doesn't matter who I am. It's just an elixir, so why be so aggressive. Zhou Moyang patiently persuaded him. He didn't want to do something to kill everything, and he didn't have to kill someone. There is no injustice or hatred, but if you stop here, it is not impossible.

"Haha." The wounded man laughed angrily and looked up to the sky and snorted. He shook his head again and again, as if he had seen something unconscionable, pointed his finger at Zhou Moyang, and scolded in a mocking tone: "What the hell are you?" After killing my brother by luck in a sneak attack, he talked nonsense and became a good person. Phew. Aren't you just a mid-foundation cultivator? I really think I'm a senior. "Hmph. Fight for life. Hugh is to be verbose with this megalomaniacal thing. The man in the lead had a dark face, and he pinched his hand and raised the flying sword.

"Thank you for saving me. You'd better run for your life. "The remaining two people have a strong killing intent, and if they continue to fight, they are afraid that they will be more than lucky. Qin Yewen didn't want to drag others down, so she kindly persuaded her.

Zhou Moyang was unmoved by Qin Yewen's kindness, and his face stiffened. He was scolded by the other party, looked at the two fierce opponents, shook his head, and squeezed out a stiff sentence, "Death, it's really self-inflicted." Before the words fell, Zhou Moyang jumped up suddenly, his arm was lightly raised, and a golden light sandwiched a green mang suddenly shot out, and his feet moved and he lost his figure on the boulder.

If you don't move, you will be as fast as wind and thunder.