Chapter 3 Intercepting and Killing the Fengliang Sect

The wind gust spirit boat hovered in a tall metasequoia forest, and Chen Muzhi, who was pacing back and forth in the spirit boat, couldn't stop looking in the direction where Liang Siyan had just gone with the sword.

Liang Siyan's face changed greatly when he saw the warning fireworks, saying that such alarm fireworks are only available to the elders in the door, and once they are ignited, it means that they must have encountered a strong enemy. The last time I saw such a firework was ten years ago, and my disciples, as long as they saw this firework, they had to go for reinforcements.

"However," Liang Siyan frowned slightly and said to Chen Muzhi: "You are still not a disciple of this sect, you haven't started yet, and you don't have any mana. This spirit boat has a magic circle that isolates the detection of spells, and it can also conceal its whereabouts, but there are not many spirit stones left. I'll teach you this method of manipulating the spirit boat first, you hide here, I'll go for reinforcements. If ......"

Liang Siyan paused, untied the jade pendant hanging from his waist, and stuffed it into Chen Muzhi's hand, "If I haven't come back after sunset, you can take my jade pendant and manipulate the spirit boat to the mountain gate." This jade pendant has protection equivalent to the power of building a foundation, and you keep it close to you. ”

"And what do you do?"

"Don't worry, I have other treasures." Liang Siyan patted the storage bag on his waist with a smile and said with a confident smile.

After speaking, without waiting for Chen Muzhi to react, he bent down slightly, lifted a few strands of hair in front of his forehead, and pasted his beautiful forehead on Chen Muzhi's forehead, and transmitted the method of Lingzhou into Chen Muzhi's mind through spiritual sense.

"Got it? I'm leaving! Then with a dashing turn, he flashed out the Spirit Boat Sacrifice Flying Sword, and the sword flew away.

And Chen Muzhi came back to his senses at this time, only to feel that his cheeks were hot.

Due to family changes, Chen Muzhi's personality is quiet, and he has read a lot of books since he became literate, and he has also learned a lot of knowledge and "emotions" from books. Although he is still young, he is already a little ignorant about the affairs of men and women.

is different from relatives like Sister Yue, who grew up together, I only saw Liang Siyan for the first time today, and her chic and capable temperament and beautiful face made Chen Muzhi feel close at first sight. So I took out the spiritual rice that I treasured not long ago, and finally agreed to come to the Fengliang Sect together, on the one hand, because of the need for cultivation, and on the other hand, because I felt close to her.

Chen Muzhi, who has a precocious personality, naturally maintains a faint sense of distance when getting along with others, and even Liu Yue, who is like a sister, often says that he can't understand him.

Chen Muzhi raised his finger and carefully touched the forehead that had been pasted by Liang Siyan. It seems that when I was a baby a long time ago, the intimate memory of being pasted on my mother's forehead flashed.

Speaking of the monk's memory, it is really amazing.

The eyes are like autumn water, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, the girl's breath and blowing like an orchid seem to be close in front of him, Chen Muzhi seems to have suddenly taken away a heart.

I was restless for a long time, and the waiting time seemed extraordinarily long.

Suddenly hearing the sound of ping-pong weapons colliding in the distance, Chen Muzhi took a deep breath, stared ahead, followed the secret taught by Liang Siyan, hid his way, and carefully drove the spirit boat slowly forward.

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At this time, at the edge of the dense forest, the surrounding grass and trees are folded, there are still scattered fireworks in the wind, and there are deep pits on the ground one after another, but the battle is in full swing.

In the center, all kinds of spells and magic weapons flew one after another, constantly carrying the sound of whistling wind, attacking a cyan defensive shield in the middle. And from the inside to the outside of the defensive cover, there are also countless cyan wooden vines winding around.

In the air, there were three fat and thin monks, wearing half-black, half-white robes, and demon masks, in the air, and the spells condensed by their hands continued to bombard downward, and they were all Tsukiji monks.

There were also two black-robed monks, standing on the ground wielding flying swords, constantly cutting through the entangled wooden vines.

In the defensive cover, it was Liang Siyan, and there was a group of people around him, most of them were injured, and the Taoist robes were all the color of the Wind Liang Sect, and they were constantly supplying spiritual power to the array of the defensive cover.

The old man who built the foundation at the head was already seriously injured and was still encouraging support.

At this time, Liang Siyan was also quite embarrassed, and his forehead and face were touched with black ash in the east and west. His left arm was injured, and although he had been bandaged with white linen, he still oozed Yin Yin's blood, and at this time, he was also injecting spiritual power towards the phantom array with all his strength.

"Yan'er, you shouldn't have come! This pseudo-spirit vine phantom array won't last long! ”

"Who are they? How dare you attack within our Fengliang Sect's territory? ”

"Looking at the color of the clothes, the top three wearing black and white robes should be 'black and white impermanence', and the bottom two should be 'Five Ghost Soul Breakers'."

"They are the people of the Shuramen!" A disciple next to him exclaimed.

"Shuramen Evil Cultivator...... "Liang Siyan has also heard a lot about Shuramen, although it is a sect, but they are engaged in shady things, and it is rumored that they will do everything for the sake of spirit stones.

No one knew where their main gate was, and they had only heard of it before, they had been actively wandering on the edge of the battlefield in the far south, and had never heard of cross-border killings, could it be that this group of vultures was also coming to the north?

"Don't hide, old man! It's you who took a picture of Tsukidan in Wood Pole Castle! If you are rich enough, those who know each other hurry up and hand over Tsukidan! Rao Er can't wait! ”

In mid-air, a tall and thin person wearing a black and white Taoist robe saw that the momentum of the green vines below was gradually declining, and the cyan defensive shield had also dimmed. Then he stopped the attack of the crowd and spoke arrogantly in midair.

Zhuji Dan is made of all kinds of rare spirit grass spirit ores, which can be refined by high-level alchemy monks using the Earth Fire Pill Furnace after more than half a month.

When a Qi Cultivation Perfection Cultivator hits the foundation building period, it is not achieved overnight. Instead, he mobilized the spiritual power of the whole body, followed the meridians of the whole body, and broke through the prohibition of suppressing cultivation in waves. The short is three or five days, and the long one is three or five months, so the spiritual power consumption is very large.

When monks face this hurdle, if they do not have the help of external forces and elixirs, they often fall short because the spiritual power stored in the spiritual power pool is insufficient.

The follow-up is weak, and the impact of the foundation building fails, causing the spiritual power to backlash, which can hurt the source of vitality at least, and at worst die and extinguish, which is very dangerous.

If earlier, the spiritual power of this realm had not been exhausted, and the spiritual grass needed for Zhuji Dan would be easy to obtain, and there were not a few alchemy monks who could refine Zhuji Dan, so it was not very precious.

Since more than a hundred years ago, the spiritual power has decreased sharply, and it is gradually depleting, not only is it difficult for the monk to practice, but the elixir assistance required when advancing has greatly increased. Moreover, the spiritual grass in the world is becoming more and more difficult to find, and for the Qi cultivation cultivators to impact the foundation building period, the most important foundation building pill, one of the main ingredients in the wild is directly extinct.

Although there are more or less reserves in the major sects, who doesn't have relatives and descendants? This kind of pill is the foundation of the sect, and it is often tightly covered, and unless it is forced to do so, a few pieces will be sold with great importance.

For a sect, one Tsukidan is equivalent to one more Tsukidan monk and high-end combat power in the sect. The occasional Tsukidan on the market is often auctioned for an astonishing price, which shows its preciousness.

"Damn! was actually targeted in Muji City! Thanks to us, we hid all the way, and as a result, we entered our own mountain gate territory and were careless for a while......"

The injured old man surnamed Yan, who is an elder in the door, is also used to running the rivers and lakes when he goes out to contact and buy and sell materials. At this time, Fang knew the reason for the other party's sudden sneak attack, and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood with remorse.

"Big brother! Don't talk nonsense with them! The third child is going to drag their people, let's hurry up! The fat monk among the Heavenly Shura Sects said in a slightly hurried tone.

A Tsukiji monk on the other side said, "In addition to Tsukidan, I also want that little Nizi!" Xiao Nizi looks good, and the flying sword is fast enough! Almost hurt Lao Tzu! Go back and let me train well hahahaha. ”

"Haha, it's still the fifth child who knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

Listening to the foul words outside the defensive cover, as if no one was next to the murderer of the Shura Sect, everyone in the Fengliang Sect was also angry.

The highest head of the Fengliang Sect is in the late stage of foundation building, but he has been in retreat for a long time, and he doesn't know when he will go out. There were two other Tsukiji monks in the gate, presumably they were stopped by the enemy when they came to reinforce them.

Elder Yan of the Fengliang Sect is also an old cultivator, compared to the life and death of the disciples of the Fengliang Sect, a Zhuji Dan is not reluctant, but it is ...... His gaze was withdrawn from the heavenly Shura monk, and he turned his head to inspect the disciples behind him.

"Yan'er, open your mouth!"

"Huh?" Liang Siyan was stunned when he heard this, his mouth opened slightly, and a pill was thrown into his mouth.

"Yan'er, you are the beloved daughter of the head, and you have a flying sword chasing stars! Come on! We stop them! Withdraw! Elder Yan shouted, removed the defensive cover, sacrificed a flying sword and slashed at the Shuramen, and at the same time waved his hand to make a treasured shrinking talisman, pasted it on Liang Siyan's body, and passed Liang Siyan away, and in an instant, it had appeared a hundred zhang away.

"Elder Yan!" Liang Siyan only had time to turn his head and let out a sad scream, and the sword took off with tears in his eyes and hurriedly fled forward.

"Damn! They ate Tsukidan! Where to go! Dig it out for me, too! "The Shura Sect is the leader to build a foundation to frame Elder Yan's flying sword, and at the same time viciously let the old five just now chase after him!

For the Zhuji Monk, the distance of a hundred zhang was only a blink of an eye, and in two flashes, it was already in front of the white light of Liang Siyan's flying sword. It turned out that this fifth child's flying sword was not bad.

There was still a cyan afterimage left by the flying sword in the sky, and the flying sword of the fifth child had already been placed on Liang Siyan's jade neck, leaving a bright red blood mark.

"Heh," the fifth child playfully glanced at the beauty's indignant little appearance, "Big brother, Tsukidan has been ...... by this little girl."

The mutation happened suddenly, and I saw that behind Liang Siyan, in front of the fifth child, a ball of light suddenly exploded! It was like the sun falling to the ground, shining brightly, and even the people of the Wind Liang Sect in the distance were so stabbed by the flash that they couldn't open their eyes.

Recently, the old five stickers felt that their eyes were suddenly white, their eyes were stinging, and they suddenly had no sight. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my chest, and the strength of my whole body began to lose rapidly.

The sword in Liang Siyan's hand was stuck in his chest, and the blood was staining his robe.

"It's a pity that you died."

Lao Wu trembled and wanted to reach out to press it, but Liang Siyan suddenly pulled out the flying sword and slashed off the head with a wave of his hand. Lao Wu's life was cut off, and the flying sword, body, and head scattered and fell to the ground, with an unbelievable look on his face.

It all happened in the midst of lightning, and this is what the eldest brother of Shuramon saw when he looked back.

"Old Five!!

His eyes were suddenly red, and with a wave of his robe, he knocked everyone in the Fengliang Sect to the ground, and waved a golden flying hammer, like a meteor catching the moon, and went straight to Liang Siyan with a sharp murderous aura!

As a result, the hammer did not reach its body and slammed into an object in mid-air. But it only blocked for a moment, and the flying hammer smashed it forward, only to reveal that it was originally a flying magic weapon, and the figure of a young man in Tsing Yi was revealed in the broken fragments.

The person who came was Chen Muzhi.

The flying hammer was castrated, and went straight to the young man in Tsing Yi, and when he could touch his body, a foundation building coerced the scene, "Bell!" With a loud bang, the powerhouse of anger, warning, protection, counterattack, and anger knocked the golden flying hammer away in just one moment, and the jade pendant in Chen Muzhi's arms was also broken in half.

Chen Muzhi didn't know how to fly into the air with his sword, blocking the fatal blow of the flying hammer, and the person also fell to the ground, although he was not injured, but the killing intent of the foundation building monk still caused his divine sense, which had not yet begun to cultivate, to be seriously injured.

When Chen Muzhi fell to the ground, in his misty consciousness, he only saw Liang Siyan's beautiful eyes with tears, and the figure of the sword chasing after him.

At this time, in the distance, a sword is like a match, breaking through the sky from the west!

"Thieves dare to !!" A loud shout came from afar with majestic spiritual power.

The sound is like thunder.

This is the last scene that Chen Muzhi saw when he fainted.