Zhang Liang glanced at the turquoise jade slip, and then probed a wisp of his divine sense into it, and found that it was a text about the soul seal, which mentioned some esoteric Dao knowledge, and he still didn't understand it after reading it.

Sikong Chanyue didn't mean to explain to him at all, she leaned on the boat, picked up the wine glass on the side and drank the wine comfortably, her long silver hair was gently blown by the wind on the Yu River, revealing a fair side face, she seemed to be enjoying the current time, and she never said anything about Wanjian Mountain.

It stands to reason that traveling in the Yujiang River with a peerless beauty should be something that many men dream of, but Zhang Liang couldn't be happy.

After all, he knew that the purpose of the beautiful woman next to him was to kill people, the target was himself, a person who wanted to kill himself, but he saved himself by chance, this kind of bloody plot happened to Zhang Liang like this, but he couldn't refuse.

Since you can't refuse, you have to passively accept it.

"Drinking?"

Sikong Chanyue raised the cup in her hand and said with a smile to Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang shook his head, he glanced at the trees and mountains on the shore that were rapidly receding, and couldn't help but shake his head, he looked like this... Is it a thief ship? Or a thief who wants to kill his son.

The water of the Yujiang River is turbulent, and the general big boats will shake back and forth, and sometimes there will be danger when encountering large waves, but the leaf boat that the two of them took is very smooth and sails towards the distance.

No matter what kind of big waves it was, at a distance of three feet from the boat, it suddenly calmed down, as if a beast had been suddenly subdued.

"Is this boat a magic weapon?"

Zhang Liang glanced at Xiaozhou with some curiosity, he realized this question a long time ago, but he didn't ask it, and now he wants to go to Wanjian Mountain with the other party, and it is a long way, so he chatted casually.

After Sikong Chanyue drank a glass of wine, her cheeks showed a faint flush, which quickly disappeared, and after she poured the wine again, she replied calmly: "This is a flying magic weapon, piercing the cloud shuttle." ”

"Piercing the cloud shuttle, it's a good name..."

Zhang Liang couldn't help but nodded, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Piercing the shuttle, the magic weapon of flying... The other party is obviously pulling something that should be flying in the sky into the water.

Sikong Chanyue didn't seem to notice Zhang Liang, who was a little dumbfounded on the side, she stretched out her white palm and gently injected a true qi into the stove inside the boat, and suddenly, the speed of the boat accelerated a few points again.

"It's so convenient!"

Zhang Liang glanced at the stove with some curiosity, he thought that this thing was just for heating, but he didn't expect that it was the power of this boat.

"Why, don't you know how to refine weapons?"

Sikong Chanyue glanced at Zhang Liang with some doubts, and then shook her head, the disciples of Wanjian Mountain are good at practicing swords, refining weapons or something, it's still a little reluctant.

Zhang Liang's old face flushed.

Refining tools or something, he really can't.

Wanjian Mountain is a great sect of swordsmanship, a disciple of the disciples, who has been practicing kendo for many years, mainly practicing swords, and the skill of refining weapons is indeed not possessed.

Among the current cultivation sects, the most famous refining weapon should be the Wanbao Pavilion near the east of the mainland. It is said that it is a paradise for magic weapons, and no matter what kind of magic weapon, as long as you enter the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, you can find it.

Suddenly, a rainbow flew in from a distance.

When Zhang Liangzheng was surprised that it was the monk Fang, there were three different flying rainbows passing by, and depending on the situation, it seemed that he was chasing the person before.

"Liu Lang, you traitor, you dare to betray the Venerable, and you don't quickly hand over the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow!"

An angry shout sounded, which made Sikong Chanyue, who was drinking, stop, and then grabbed Zhang Liang, put away the cloud shuttle, and chased in the direction where the four people left.

Before Zhang Liang could react, he was led by the other party to the top of a mountain, and at this moment, the four chasing figures also stopped and were confronting each other.

Three-to-one, though.

A young man in a purple robe was looking nervously at the other three men, looking at their outfits, they should be from the same sect.

"Liu Lang, I still advise you to call things out honestly, otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless as senior brothers!" Among the three people opposite, a man wearing a yellow robe, fluffy hair, and gloomy eyes looked at the purple-shirted man and said.

Liu Lang, the purple-shirted man, snorted and sneered: "Senior brother, hehe, you people can only bully new disciples, and you still have the face to call yourself senior brother, Brother Yan was harmed by the indifference and ruthlessness of you people!"

After the three people on the other side glanced at each other, they couldn't help laughing, and the man in the yellow shirt sneered and said: "The Poison God Valley is a place where the weak eat the strong, you still think that it is a secular school, and if you do something wrong, you can find a gentleman to judge, it is really stupid to the extreme."

I advise you to honestly hand over the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow, and maybe we can still let you live. Otherwise, not only you, your parents, but also the villagers in your village will be buried together!"

Zhang Liang, who was hidden in the shadows, couldn't help but stare at it.

These people turned out to be disciples of the Poison God Valley, depending on the situation, it should be this young man named Liu Lang who brought a magic weapon out of the Poison God Valley, which attracted the pursuit of the three of them.

Liu Lang trembled, as if he didn't expect these people to threaten him with his parents and the people in the village, he thought of the picture of his brother's tragic death, gritted his teeth and said: "You... You scumbags, you are so despicable, this Ten Thousand Poisonous Soul Devouring Bow, even if I die, I will not hand it over to you!"

The man in the yellow shirt couldn't help laughing twice, looked at Liu Lang with a gloomy expression, and said slowly: "After you die, we will naturally retrieve the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow, by the way... And help you take care of your sister, hahaha!"

When Liu Lang heard the word sister, he was immediately confused.

The man in the yellow shirt actually took the opportunity to make a move, and a red figure flew out from his cuffs, came to Liu Lang in the blink of an eye, and bit the back of his hand fiercely.

"Red Snake... You, despicable...!"

Liu Lang swung his sword to kill the little red snake, but the back of his hand had become extremely black, and it was obviously highly poisonous.

The man in the yellow shirt sneered and said, "Since ancient times, you are not a poisonous husband, you are still too tender, but... It's commendable courage to steal the Venerable's Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow, now it's okay, the Soul Devouring Bow is ours, hahaha!"

Just as he was about to kill Liu Lang so that he could take away the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Devouring Bow on the other party's body, a ray of light flashed, turning into a seven-star pattern, forming a unique blockade array, trapping the yellow-shirted man inside.