Zhang Liang glanced at the crescent blade, then walked in front of Liu Lang and said slowly, "How do you feel?"

Liu Lang obviously hadn't reacted from the shock just now, and after a while, he hurriedly said: "Thank you for your help, under Liu Lang, the Poison God Valley... No, he is no longer a disciple of the Poison God Valley, he can barely be regarded as a casual cultivator. ”

"Wanjian Mountain, disciple of Sannian Peak, Zhang Liang. ”

Zhang Liang nodded, he had just heard the other party's name and sect in the dark, and it should be a disciple who escaped from the Poison God Valley.

Hearing Wanjian Mountain, Liu Lang was obviously surprised, after he glanced at Zhang Liang, he said with a smile: "No wonder Brother Dao's cultivation in the way of the sword is so profound, it turns out that he is from the first sect of the way of the sword, Wanjian Mountain!"

"Brother Dao has won the award, if it's okay, this flying sword will be returned to you, then I will leave first. Zhang Liang nodded, and after taking back the divine sense on the blue flying sword, he handed the sword to the other party.

"Brother Dao, don't go!"

Just as he was about to leave, Liu Lang suddenly shouted to stop him, and as he spoke, he took out a palm-sized green crossbow from the storage bag and handed it to Zhang Liang's hand.

"Is this...?"

Zhang Liang glanced at Liu Lang in some surprise, if he guessed correctly, this should be the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow that several people from the Poison God Valley were recovering.

Liu Lang smiled and said, "This is a weapon of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable of the Poison God Valley, called the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow, it is said to be a magic weapon at the level of a spiritual weapon, Brother Dao saved his next life, this thing should be regarded as a thank you gift." ”

A magic weapon at the spirit weapon level!

Zhang Liang's eyes froze, then he shook his head and said, "No, this thing is too valuable, please take it back Brother Dao." ”

Liu Lang smiled bitterly, and did not take back the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow, but said: "This thing is no longer of much use to me, because I have decided to leave the Poison God Valley and live the life of an ordinary person again." ”

Live the life of an ordinary person again?!

Zhang Liang was really a little surprised, how could the other party say that he was also a monk in the Jindan period, and he was willing to give up the avenue, this kind of determination was really admirable.

After hesitating for a moment, he still put away the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow, after all, this was the other party's intention, and it was also a spirit weapon-level weapon, so it was not bad to keep it.

With the passage of time, Liu Lang gradually recovered, and after saying goodbye to Zhang Liang, he turned into a flying rainbow and flew into the distance.

At this time, Sikong Chanyue appeared in front of Zhang Liang, looked at the green bow and crossbow in his hand with curiosity, and nodded with a smile: "It's not bad, you don't shoot in vain, this Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, small in size, easy to hide, and definitely a sharp weapon for sneaking up on the enemy." ”

Zhang Liang glanced at the small green bow in his hand, it was hard to imagine that this was actually a medium-grade spirit weapon, and then, he gently pulled the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow.

Suddenly, a small emerald green gaseous arrow appeared and shot towards the rock on the side, followed by a cracking sound, and the half-human-high rock was actually shot into pieces.

The small bow and crossbow actually has this kind of power, and it is worthy of being a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Sikong Chanyue didn't care about him anymore, took out the cloud shuttle from the storage bag, and after falling on the Yu River, it turned into a small boat again, and once again became a means of transportation for the two.

After familiarizing himself with the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow, Zhang Liang put it in the storage bag, and then turned his head to look at Sikong Chanyue, and said, "Actually, you heard the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow, so you followed, right?"

Sikong Chanyue nodded and did not deny this matter.

"That's... Why don't you show up, kill those people, and just take this thing?"

Zhang Liang asked a little strangely, with the strength of the other party, it was too easy to do this.

Sikong Chanyue smiled and replied, "I don't have much interest in medium-grade spiritual weapons, but I just know that this was once the magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable, so I just want to see what it looks like." ”

Zhang Liang really didn't know how to refute this reason, but with this thing, he felt that he had one more person who could fight the enemy.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, six full days had passed.

In the past six days, Zhang Liang and Sikong Chanyue have walked a long way along the Yujiang River, and he has tried to persuade each other many times not to be impulsive, after all, Wanjian Mountain is not easy to break through. However, they were all rejected, and it seemed that Sikong Chanyue seemed to be determined and insisted on going to Wanjian Mountain.

On the tenth day, the two finally came to the vicinity of the Red River, which was only about three thousand miles away from Wanjian Mountain. Today, the water of the Red River has become clear, and it no longer has the eerie feeling it used to have.

"I don't know, after I left, who won, Elder Shen Yu, or that Jiaolong?" Zhang Liang looked at the familiar Red River, and couldn't help but think of what happened before, he always felt that the people of the Divine Sect in those three months would turn back halfway.

After leaving the Red River, Sikong Chanyue headed towards the boat, and it flew up in the air, looking no different from an ordinary boat in mid-air.

"Shuttle!"

Zhang Liang glanced at the boat, and the other party was finally able to give full play to his own work, flying in the sky, it was a kind of flying magic weapon.

The distance of three thousand miles, with the help of the shuttle, was quickly reached.

Sikong Chanyue glanced at the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain that was shrouded in clouds and mist, and couldn't help but show a smile, and said in her heart, Is this the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain that is the leader of the righteous path, it looks really extraordinary.

"That's... I suggest you don't go. ”

Zhang Liang glanced at Sikong Chanyue helplessly, the other party didn't know that her target was herself, and she just shouted to go up the mountain.

"Since you're here, you naturally want to see the power of the Ten Thousand Swords!"

Sikong Chanyue insisted on going up the mountain.

"Then even if you go up the mountain, how do you find the person you are looking for?"

Zhang Liang still didn't give up.

"Isn't the person I'm looking for already by my side?"

Sikong Chanyue glanced at Zhang Liang with a smile, making the latter feel weak for a while.

"When did you find out?"

Zhang Liang didn't understand why he didn't take his own life since the other party's goal was himself, and he had already been exposed.

"From the moment I saw you, I knew that it was you who took the token that belonged to Shi Feng!" Sikong Chanyue's words once again made Zhang Liang a little confused, since the other party had already known his identity, why didn't he kill himself.

"Then why didn't you kill me?"

Zhang Liang still couldn't help but ask, he asked himself with the strength of the other party, it was too easy to kill himself all the way.

Sikong Chanyue smiled and said, "It's hard to meet such an interesting person, how boring is it to die so early?"

Zhang Liang: "......"8)