Chapter 316: Passing on the Art (2)

With the protection of the Great Fan, Lin Jingyu's little Taoism could not cause any serious injuries to Zhang Xiaofan. Coupled with Tian Buyi, the master of protecting the calf, he directly took out the rhubarb pill, and Zhang Xiaofan was already as good as ever at this moment.

Of course, if it weren't for Liuying handing over the general outline of the Book of Heaven to Zhang Xiaofan three years ago, he probably wouldn't have such profound skills at this time. And this is also the plan that Liuying had made before... If you want to reverse the fate of this young man full of tragedy and conflict, stronger strength is naturally necessary, and he is likely to be forced to maneuver between Dao Xuan and Cangsong in the next few days, but before the Seven Veins will be martial, he still needs to raise Zhang Xiaofan's strength to another level.

And at this time, he naturally also unfolded the ink and wash garan.

Although Zhang Xiaofan will not resist like last time, considering the qualifications of this honest child and his current identity as "Mo Qianzhen", it is naturally impossible for him to let this unlucky child sit here and comprehend for ten days and half a month.

Stretching out his hand a little, that familiar feeling surrounded Zhang Xiaofan again... As the wisp of ink hit his forehead, the whole world became blurry again... When the ink dissipated, he turned into a pair of eyes that could only be watched by the sidelines, quietly watching the qiē happening in front of him.

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This time, the place where he was was was no longer a stone cave that saw the light of day, but floated under a towering mountain. The towering mountain peaks reach into the sky, like the smooth mountain wall cut by a giant axe, and three vermilion characters are engraved - Halloween Rock.

Unsurprisingly, in this picture, he still found the traces of the fox demon... Dressed in white, he is not as handsome as he is today, chic and natural... On the contrary, the shadow of the three thousand gray hairs seems to be a completely dry spring. He just looked into the distance with empty and sad eyes, and didn't care at all about the crowd of people in front of him - not rebellious, that kind of gaze represented indifference to death, and the casual disposition of one's own life.

Beside him, there was an even younger girl. With the same white hair, she cried and leaned against Liuying, constantly shaking his arms, but she couldn't wake up his soul at all - Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly a little curious, and a little sad, he already vaguely understood that everything he saw was Liuying's own memories, so what did he go through to show such a desperate expression...

But soon. Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were attracted by the other characters in the field.

Standing in front of Liuying and the little girl was a Buddha who thought he was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with a handsome and clear face and a firm Buddha heart...

"Stinky monk! Move! ”

In front of him, there were countless monks with hideous faces holding divine weapons and sharp weapons, judging from their clothes and true yuan. Probably all righteous people, but at this moment. This group of righteous people in the world is bent on shattering the two demons in front of them. They are constantly waving the magic weapon in their hands, and even spitting out some foul language, shouting for revenge and hatred...

Xiao Fan was a little disgusted for no reason, but finally calmed down.

He looked at the handsome monk again, and saw that he was still standing in place, not moving a single step. Even if he was standing in front of him. It's the angry monks who can't see the edge.

His thin body suddenly became tall at this moment, like an invisible barrier, standing between the flowing shadows and those righteous paths, blocking the furious waves like a flood of beasts. The scene was already critical and tense to the extreme.

… And after that. After all, someone can't help it!

With the first sword light shining, the entire heaven and earth were overwhelmed by all kinds of magic weapon flashes, and those sword lights that were all intended to take people's lives also pounced on the two people in front of them, and... The Buddha standing in front of the two of them!

At this moment, I saw that the monk gently picked up a Buddha palm, and lightly spit out the word "Shou" in his mouth, and the golden body and Dharma Phase, it suddenly shone with a dazzling golden glow!

"When!!"

The powerful group of attacks hit the young Buddha one after another, but the Arhat, who was surrounded by golden light, never retreated... And those attacks that seemed to be enough to destroy the world were as if they had hit an invisible moat, and in the end they could only helplessly dissipate into nothingness.

"Amitabha."

The monk is the head of the monk, and the Buddha number is low.

King Kong is indestructible!

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In the early morning, after the rain, the humid mountain breeze blows over the top of the big bamboo peak with coolness. Zhang Xiaofan came to the familiar kitchen and lit a fire to boil water.

The firewood crackled and crackled in the hearth, and the bright yellow flames reflected his face like a demon spirit dancing wildly on the wood. Zhang Xiaofan took a fine firewood as a burning stick, and for a while he stirred with the firewood in the stove, stunned.

His heart was very chaotic, for a while, it was the shadow of Senior Sister Ling'er and Senior Brother Qi Hao who were gradually getting closer to each other yesterday, and then he remembered the qiē he saw in the ink and water... He subconsciously allowed himself to concentrate on the things he should be doing, but he still couldn't help but think about it, desperately thinking, like a wild burning fire in his heart, burning his mind endlessly, until the flame burned his hands.

"Oops!" Zhang Xiaofan screamed in surprise and jumped backwards, it turned out that when he was out of his mind, the stove fire burned the fine wood in his hand, and burned his hands along the road.

He hugged his hands and blew on the sore spot again and again, ran to the water tank and soaked his hand in the cold water, a cold chill poured up, Zhang Xiaofan smiled bitterly in a low voice, what he needed most now was not anything, but a burning stick.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm", a few calls sounded at the door, Zhang Xiaofan heard that it was the cry of rhubarb, but he couldn't understand how the usual "Wangwang" could become "Hmm". He walked out of the door to look, unconsciously smiled, it turned out that rhubarb and Xiao Ash were fighting, biting a black short stick in his mouth, the other end of the short stick was grabbed by Xiao Ash in his hand, pulling hard, the two sides argued, Rhubarb called in his mouth, but biting the short stick was vague, it became a strange "hmm".

Zhang Xiaofan stepped forward, stretched out his hand to grab the short stick, and waved his hand to drive away Xiao Ash and Rhubarb. Unexpectedly, they were still reluctant, and they kept screaming "squeak" and "squeak". Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand and threatened: "Go, go, don't make trouble here, otherwise I won't give you food at noon." ”

Rhubarb and Little Ash glanced at each other, one roared, the other grimaced, and then Little Ash jumped on the dog's back, and Rhubarb carried it away from Zhang Xiaofan with a swagger, with great contempt, and Zhang Xiaofan was angry.

Scolding at the two beasts, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and went into the kitchen, only to realize that the short stick in his hand was the strange black short stick that Liuying had refined for him during his trip to the valley three years ago.

Zhang Xiaofan sighed, suddenly moved in his heart, walked quickly to the stove, and used the black short stick as a fire stick a few times, and it was actually very easy to take advantage of, and this stick didn't know what material it was, the fire couldn't burn, and it didn't transfer heat, and it was still cold and silky after being roasted for a long time. Zhang Xiaofan nodded again and again, thinking that this was just the right thing to use.

This scene was not seen by Mo Qianqian, otherwise he would have to laugh out loud! Pity the deceased Demon Sect Elder Black-hearted Old Man, if he knew that the "Blood Devouring Bead" he had painstakingly refined, the supreme treasure of the Demon Sect that dominated the world, had actually fallen to the point of being a burning stick, he would have come back to life and died from the grave.

At noon on this day, the people of Dazhufeng were sitting in the dining room, Tian Buyi walked in at the latest, sat in his position, raised his eyes to look at the disciples, and when his eyes fell on Zhang Xiaofan, he paused, Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, and Tian Buyi immediately looked away.

"You all saw yesterday's events?" Tian Buyi said lightly.

Everyone was silent, only Song Daren smiled and said, "Yes, the master and the elders have cultivated extraordinary, and they will punish ......."

"Fart!" Tian Buyi suddenly shouted, the sound shook the audience, everyone was silent, only to hear Tian Buyi say angrily: "Yesterday's incident, you should see that it is the profound cultivation of the other senior brothers, not to mention that Qi Hao, even the little guy who has just started for three years actually surpassed most of you, and ran to Dazhu Peak to spread wild." Did You Know? ”

He was telling the truth, and he was also very angry about the cultivation of his disciples, but what really made him so angry was probably Mo Qianqian's sudden attack yesterday, teaching Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu a lesson, and even leaving the dragon sword in Dazhu Peak in the end... Yesterday, he had already seen the dragon slaying sword that had been ejected by the other party, and Tian Buyi knew very well that the other party had definitely done something to the sword - unless the divine sword embedded in the ground was stimulated by considerable sword intent, even with his profound cultivation, it would definitely be difficult to pull it out.

Everyone was silent, only Zhang Xiaofan suddenly raised his head.

Tian Buyi said coldly: "The Seven Veins Martial Arts are coming in a blink of an eye, you guys who are not successful, from today onwards, all retreat, do not cultivate to the same appearance, see that I don't peel your skin!" ”

Everyone had a bitter look on their faces, but they didn't dare to say a word, Tian Ling'er asked cautiously: "Dad, then I'll ......"

"The same goes for you!" Tian Buyi said categorically.

The corners of Tian Ling'er's mouth twitched, and she was about to speak, but she was secretly pulled by her mother. She turned her head to look at Su Ru's eyes, and the words that had come to her mouth shrank back.

Tian Buyi's voice echoed in the Shoujing Hall: "In the future, except for Lao Qi, who is responsible for eating, you are not allowed to go out for a year and a half, and you are not allowed to practice in retreat, do you know?" ”

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In this way, before Cang Song came to the door for the matter of slaying the dragon sword, under the calm atmosphere of Da Zhu Feng, there was an unprecedented layer of tension, and all the disciples were concentrating on practicing the Dao, except for a leisurely white fox, a mischievous gray monkey, and a boring cook. (To be continued......)