Chapter 340: The Wind is surging
'Bang!'
As soon as the blood knife of the old man in the blood robe slashed into Bai Ling'er's body, a strong light suddenly flashed, and the blood knife in his hand instantly couldn't hold it, and flew three meters away.
The old man in the blood robe himself stumbled, his body couldn't stand, if it wasn't for Bai Ling'er just messing up, just like him, Bai Ling'er would have killed him.
"This, this is a nurse's magic weapon?"
The old man exclaimed, it was just MMP. There are too many treasures on this little girl's body, not to mention the Gu King, and Pan Wang Ding, and now there is a talisman magic weapon, according to his temptation just now, the talisman magic weapon is rare, and this one on Bai Ling'er is a special magic weapon, otherwise he can't shake his arm numb, and the blood knife can't hold it.
The old man in the blood robe, who was originally full of confidence and could take Bai Ling'er down, is now feeling cold in his heart, coupled with the injury he suffered just now, he can't wait to slip away with oil on the soles of his feet now.
It's a pity that his idea came too late, Bai Ling'er was only stunned for a moment, and then knew that she had been saved by the talisman given to her by Zhang Muyang just now.
"Old thief, suffer death. ”
Bai Ling'er snorted lightly, although she is good-tempered, although she has a pure heart, it does not mean that she is a virgin, in the case of a person who wants to kill herself, she will stop it, and when the old man has not yet come to his senses, the sword of the Dao Dao is drawn.
The old man in the blood robe only had time to exclaim, and his body quickly retreated, but no matter how he retreated, he couldn't escape Bai Ling'er's sword.
"Miss Ling'er, Miss Ling'er, stop, I'm from the Blood Lotus Sect, if you kill me, the Blood Lotus Sect will definitely not let you go. Even your ancient tea village will be affected, so don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes. ”
For the threat of the old man in the blood robe, Bai Ling'er was not moved at all, although she was simple, she was not stupid, and she had seen a lot of filth in the cultivation world, so the short sword in her hand not only did not stop, but it was even more powerful than just now.
Under this continuous offensive, even if the old man in the blood robe wanted to say anything, he had no chance, and all the energy of his body was used to deal with Bai Ling'er's swordsmanship. It's a pity that he has no hope of turning the tables, Bai Ling'er has the best spiritual weapon behind him, and he has no scruples about starting it, and the old man in the blood robe has tried his best to fight back several times, but in vain.
"Poof!"
The sword entered the heart, the body of the old man in the blood robe was pierced by the short sword, he held the short sword in one hand, his eyes were round and he was very unwilling to fall to the ground, thinking that he was also a high-level of the Blood Lotus Sect, and he was also a well-known monk back then, but now he actually died in the hands of such a little girl, which made him so blind.
And Bai Ling'er, who killed the old man in the blood robe, had not yet taken a breath, and a strange scream came from his ears.
"Ahh
"Ahh
"Roar!"
completely lost control and grimace, completely went berserk, but unfortunately under the joint efforts of Bai Ling'er and her pet baby Gu King, it also disappeared.
Seeing that there was no longer a threat, Bai Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief, the thrill of this battle, she only reacted after it was completely over, if it wasn't for the talisman that Zhang Muyang gave her, she would definitely be more than lucky today. Just as she wanted to find a place, rest for a while, and then call Zhang Muyang, suddenly her ears moved, and a Gu worm shot out quickly, exclaiming, "Who is where." ”
Behind the shadow of the tree, a handsome young man walked out, raised his hands high, and said with a smile: "Miss Ling'er, this is forgetting the old man, and your pet is a bit dangerous, do you want to let it move the place first."
Bai Ling'er was unmoved, she had just made a move with someone, and only one-third of the aura on her body remained, although this thing was an old acquaintance, but he was hiding secretly on the side just now, who knew what the hell he was thinking. He opened his mouth and said: "Li Daoyou, we are rare, I don't know what you mean by hiding there just now." ”
The person who came was Li Feng, a monk of the Huashan faction who had met Zhang Muyang a few times in Zhongzhu Mountain. He chuckled, stood in place, didn't care about the Gu worm on his shoulder, and said, "Miss Ling'er, this is not the place to talk, please come with me." ”
Bai Ling'er was stunned for a moment, although she couldn't see through his thoughts, but after all, the other party was also a famous disciple, and he was good friends with Zhang Youren, and he also had a little friendship with Zhang Muyang, and after a deep groan, she followed him and left.
"The sun is just right!"
Zhang Mu, who rested at home for one night, got up the next day and rushed to Tianpu City to hunt for treasures, but he didn't know that Bai Ling'er, who was thousands of miles away, actually had a conflict with the Xuelian family, and also killed a figure similar to an elder and a deacon.
He wanted to know, even if he couldn't find the lair of the Blood Lotus Sect, he would have to destroy a few rudders, find trouble to find his Zhang Muyang's head, and dare to provoke his woman, which was obviously impatient.
Since Zhang Muyang's cultivation has improved, he has always wanted to come to the monk cave here in Xiangyun Temple, Tianpu City, this cave is by no means simple, the gourd he got here last time, it is definitely a good treasure that does not belong to the immortal weapon, Zhang Muyang still can't figure out its specific grade and efficacy.
However, since he came here, how should he meet his old friend for a while, the founder monk of Southern Shaolin, he did not pay a respect, but made a direct phone call, do you want to keep up with the development of the times, even if it is a monk, he has an Apple series in his pocket.
The phone was dialed, and there was a few points inside, and he said in a surprised tone: "Mr. Zhang?"
Zhang Muyang was dressed in casual clothes, sat on the sightseeing bus, and said, "It's me, where are you now, master?"
Monk Fangzheng said: "The monk is in front of you, don't you dare to call it a master, the monk is still eating fasting and chanting Buddha in the temple, I don't know Mr. Zhang?"
Zhang Muyang laughed and said, "I've arrived at your mountain gate." ”
The old monk swept the couch to greet him. ”
"No, I'll take a look at your scenery here, the last time I was pulled by you as a coolie, I didn't see anything, I'll look for you later, by the way, I heard that your food here is good, I have to taste it." ”
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Muyang stepped out of the sightseeing car, ignoring the resentful little eyes of the tour guide, she was still thinking about something to happen to this young and handsome little brother.
There are many temples in South Shaolin, especially after the revival of the aura, many temples have been built, and several unknown Buddha statues are enshrined.
There are a lot of people who come here to visit, Zhang Muyang followed the crowd, but it was also a little interesting, and he wandered to a side hall.
Suddenly, a little monk came over and said, "Donor, do you want to burn incense?"
Zhang Muyang nodded.
"Donor, the first time I look at you, I know that you are talented, but you are the appearance of wealth and wealth, why not burn a high incense here, in order to ask the Buddha to bless you, and add wealth and wealth. ”
Zhang Muyang smiled and said: "The Buddha still cares about this? Then if I burn incense for him, does it belong to the back door of giving gifts? My Buddha is compassionate, isn't all living beings equal? If I burn incense for him, I will be superior to others?"