At this time, although the rest of the monks in the early stage of the Qi Refining Period had already surrounded Zhang Feiyang, they were only surrounded, and as for really wanting to do it, they were still a little afraid.

After all, Zhang Feiyang's strength is in the late stage of the Qi refining period.

It was only when he entered the cave hall that he had already been confirmed.

In this case, they naturally won't be enthusiastic, and they will rush up stupidly and really fight with Zhang Feiyang.

For monks like them, who often put their lives on the waistband of their trousers, they will only cherish their lives extraordinarily.

Otherwise, why would they not be mortals, and would rather embark on the more difficult path of cultivating immortals and become immortal cultivators?

Don't you just want to live longer and better?

Therefore, the purpose of their surrounding Zhang Feiyang was more just to have some similar deterrent effect, so as to affect the performance of Zhang Feiyang's monks in the late stage of the Qi refining period during the battle.

That way, they'll have a chance of winning.

Now, since the boss Jin Shan has already spoken, and one person has taken the lead in provoking the attack, with the premise of the first bird, they naturally have to follow up quickly, and they have called and rushed to Zhang Feiyang, as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, and the weapon in their hands is greeted to Zhang Feiyang without reservation.

Zhang Feiyang himself naturally has no influence.

"You will flee, and I am not going to kill. Why should you die?"

Zhang Feiyang looked around, and saw that these guys were full of murderous intent, and they had already lost their minds, with a posture of not killing themselves and not giving up, he shook his head, sighed, took out the wind and thunder sword behind him, and injected the aura, and the ordinary six-foot long sword in his hand suddenly became blue, surrounded by aura.

Zhang Feiyang raised his hand and waved it lightly, and with a pop, two ring-shaped sword qi three or four zhang long erupted one after the other, flying out from behind a dozen enemies, cutting their bodies from the waist and neatly slashing them off.

Jin Shan was naturally not spared, he wowed, highlighted a mouthful of blood, and when his upper body fell to the ground, he still maintained an expression of ambition, obviously he didn't wake up in the end, he was just in the mantis arm and brought about his own destruction.

After cleaning up these bandits and getting the golden yang grass, Zhang Feiyang naturally lost his expression to continue to stay here.

He put away the magic weapon, and he didn't even have any interest in going to the corpses of these bandits, so he turned and walked away, and with a swoop, he jumped high from a mountain peak, stepped on the almost vertical cliff wall, and disappeared like a gust of wind, and when he turned into the shade of the trees, he disappeared.

Because, for these thieves who had just stepped into the early stage of the Qi refining period, Zhang Feiyang didn't believe that they could have anything worthy of his use.

Since they didn't even have a magic weapon when they were captain just now, what else could they expect from their remains?

Gold and silver treasures?

Zhang Feiyang has no interest in any of this.

When I returned to the Heavenly Remnant Temple, it was already three days later.

When Zhang Feiyang came back, he met a good time for Tan Meng to have a banquet.

He's been lucky.

Because, just when he left, Tan Meng received a new task, asking her to exterminate some nearby scattered cultivators who had escaped from the neighboring Song Kingdom.

Those scattered cultivators were all several elites of the largest immortal cultivation sect in the Song Kingdom, if they didn't die, sooner or later they would rise again and threaten the Heavenly Remnant Sect.

Originally, the elders who went to attack the Song State should have wiped out those elites as well.

It's a pity that the timing of the elder going to attack the Song Immortal Sect was not good, and he happened to meet a few elite disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect when they were out on errands.

Therefore, when this elder captured the Immortal Cultivation Sect of the Song Kingdom, several elite disciples of that sect got the news and fled from the Song Kingdom in advance.

Naturally, the elder wanted to send someone to hunt him down.

Tan Meng is the reinforcement that the elder chose in order to prevent those elites from slipping through the net.

As long as Tan Meng made a move, she could just block the escape route of those elite disciples and eliminate them together.

This is a good opportunity to make meritorious contributions to the Heavenly Remnant View and establish a higher prestige in the Heavenly Remnant Concept, and he will naturally not refuse to talk about his dreams.

In this way, she successfully attacked, helped the elder kill all the fish that slipped through the net, and gained a higher prestige in the Heavenly Remnant Temple, so she was naturally overjoyed and wanted to celebrate.

And when Zhang Feiyang came back, it was the time when Tan Meng had just held a tea party for the celebration party.

At this time, the celebration banquet had just begun, and when he saw Zhang Feiyang coming back, Tan Meng's face full of smiles sank and became cold, looking at Zhang Feiyang's gaze as if the master was looking at the apprentice, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, it was like a slave owner looking at a slave.

As for the greetings to Zhang Feiyang, there is no one, and Tan Meng is always a stinky face of "you seem to owe her something".

Zhang Feiyang didn't care.

When he took the chaos and dispersion, he had already seen clearly the person who talked about dreams, and although he was disgusted and resistant, he would not expose it on the surface.

Right now, the most important thing is the antidote to chaos, as long as he gets the antidote, he doesn't want to have anything to do with this master anymore.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang squeezed out a flattering smile, like a dog, shook his head and tailed to the seat where he was talking about dreams, slammed the ground, half-knelt down, and without hesitation, put the cloth bag behind him on the table, pretending to be cheeky and courteous: "Master." Do you see if these are golden sungrass? Is it enough? If not, I'll pick it again. ”

Tan Meng opened the cloth bag and glanced at the contents of it, a satisfied smile appeared on his face that had been cold, and he nodded to Zhang Feiyang.

Zhang Feiyang smiled happier than her, and didn't directly mention the antidote at all, but took the initiative to ask Tan Meng for a new task.

Because, he understands the face of people like Tan Meng too well, and it is similar to a certain insatiable and selfish landlord he has seen in his wandering life for more than ten years.

It's just that it's the identity of an immortal cultivator, and the other is a mortal.

For this kind of person, if he asks for the antidote directly, the other party is obviously unwilling to give it.

Only by showing them how obedient, selfless, and stupid you are, can you have a chance to receive their alms.

And for the current Zhang Feiyang, what he wants is to talk about the dream of alms about the antidote.

It's a pity, I don't know if Tan Meng's conscience suddenly discovered, or Zhang Feiyang's performance was too satisfying to Tan Meng, or Tan Meng really didn't have anything important to deal with for Zhang Feiyang recently, she shook her head and rejected Zhang Feiyang's request.

"Nothing lately. Zhang Feiyang, it's rare to have a celebration banquet tonight, Master, I'm happy. You can have two more drinks with me. ”

How dare Zhang Feiyang disobey.

What he was facing now was a cultivator who had completed his cultivation in the Qi Refining Period, a whole small realm higher than his strength, and he was the strongest cultivator in the Qi Refining Period.

What's more, Tan Meng also gave him the antidote to chaos.

Although Zhang Feiyang was unwilling, he could only laugh with him, sat down in the seat designated by Tanmeng, and began to drink a glass of wine.

Of course.

In order to stay sober at all times, he didn't want to get drunk, and the main time was spent on pretense, a glass of wine was drunk a dozen times, and there were many.

It's a pity that Tan Meng seemed to see through his thoughts, and seeing that he was drinking too slowly, he took the initiative to come over, poured him a full glass, and interrogated him with a smile.

"Drink it. I am so happy today, Master. Zhang Feiyang. Are you going to give face to Master? We won't get drunk tonight. ”

Zhang Feiyang complained bitterly, thinking that the antidote to the chaos had not yet arrived, so he naturally could only drink a glass of wine.

In this way, Tan Meng began to pour Zhang Feiyang glass after cup, as if he wanted to take the initiative to get drunk with him, and even looking at Zhang Feiyang's eyes became more and more excited and charming.

Zhang Feiyang couldn't feel the strangeness of talking about dreams, the more he drank, the more bottomless he became, but he didn't dare to stop, he could only run his brain quickly and think about countermeasures.

It's a pity, even if he is already an immortal cultivator, he doesn't know if this wine is too powerful, or Tan Meng was drugged in advance, drank too much, and soon lost his ability to think, and he felt that the world was spinning when he saw everything, and all his thoughts just now were thrown out of the clouds, and he just wanted to find a place to rest.

At this moment, Tan Meng smiled slightly, put down the wine glass, and didn't seem to be drunk at all, Tingting walked up to Zhang Feiyang, grabbed his hand, and walked to the hut behind the banquet, where she rested.

Zhang Feiyang was confused, pulled by Tan Meng, didn't feel it at all, let it go, walked through the open-air banquet scene, and was about to follow in.

At this time, his face changed, and he slammed his hand away from the dream, staggered, and walked to the outside of the house top-heavy.

Tan Meng was shocked, hurriedly chased him out, grabbed his hand again, wanted to pull him back, and said with a smile: "Zhang Feiyang." What are you doing? Come in with Master. Tonight, you don't go. Spend a night with Master. ”

Zhang Feiyang was confused, and he couldn't see Tan Meng's expression clearly, but when he heard the word "Master", the idea of wanting an antidote immediately instinctively popped up in his heart, and he asked about Tan Meng unabashedly.

If he was sober, he would never dare to take such a risk.

"Master? Master. Where's my antidote? I've done my job, give me the antidote to the chaos. ”

Tan Meng smiled slightly, a little in the center of his eyebrows, the charm between his eyebrows and eyes was even more difficult to resist, and he exhaled on Zhang Feiyang's neck and replied, "Don't worry." You serve Master well. After tonight, Master will give you the antidote tomorrow. ”

Zhang Feiyang smirked when he heard that the antidote was finally available.

Tan Meng also smiled, took his hand, and continued to take Zhang Feiyang to the hut.

It's a pity that after taking two steps, Zhang Feiyang seemed to suddenly remember something, tore her hand away, and hurriedly ran outside the house.

When talking about Mengdeng, he was annoyed, Lianzu lightly, snorted, grabbed his hand, raised his eyebrows, and severely reproached: "Zhang Feiyang! What are you doing?"

At this time, Zhang Feiyang was nervous and sweating, his body shook violently, and he spit out a few words: "No." I...... Urgency to urinate. ”

Hearing him say this, Tan Meng suddenly realized, his face turned red, and his smile shook gently like a willow, and then he let go of Zhang Feiyang's hand and let him go to the thatched house.

Zhang Feiyang turned around and ran, his embarrassed appearance made Tan Meng laugh again.

In this way, after he got out of the room where Tan Meng lived, he solved the problem of draining water by the wall in a corner, and then, with a comfortable breath, he walked to the hut where Tan Meng lived drunk.

It's a pity that he was so drunk that he was so dazed that he even went around in a circle, but he didn't know that he had unintentionally entered Sister Qiao's hut again, and in the process of being confused, he walked all the way into the boudoir where Sister Qiao was resting, and then, with a bang, he could no longer support his heavy head, and fell to the ground, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a strong wind outside the house, and the chill was a little heavy.

The cold air woke Zhang Feiyang from his slumber through the cracks between the windows and doors.

He just sat up and recognized that this was Sister Qiao's room, and before he could figure out how he came over, his eyes seemed to be sucked, and he stared at a bluestone ground beside him that shone slightly in the moonlight, and he couldn't move it anymore, and the look on his face became more and more strange.

At this moment, there was a painting carved with a knife on the ground where he was staring.