Just when Zhang Feiyang was immersed in how to break through the bottleneck of the Qi refining period, but the progress was slow, and he couldn't find any good ideas for the time being, he was in the south of the Lost Forest, in a valley more than a hundred miles away.

A group of wolf-type demon beasts were biting and attacking each other, rolling on the ground, the battle was fierce, and it was difficult to distinguish between them, when suddenly, in a cave half a zhang away, a gust of wind blew, which actually made the two wolf-type demon beasts turn over in the air, bang twice, and hit two trees successively, screaming in pain.

These two wolf-type monsters are as big as elephants.

After landing, the two wolf-type demon beasts naturally showed anger in their eyes, and they actually stopped fighting tacitly, and rushed towards the cave with a low roar, as if they were about to tear apart the source of the strong wind blowing in the cave.

Unfortunately, they had just rushed into the cave and melted into the darkness, and with two slight screams of pain, the two wolf beasts had already turned around and limped out, one of them was missing a tail, and the other was missing a hind leg, and the blood flowed red the ground.

At this point, they fled from the cave in a state of confusion, and were just about to burrow into the woods and leave here.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the cave again, so that the two demon beasts couldn't help themselves, got up from the ground, banged twice, and hit the tree again, screaming in pain, and couldn't get up for the time being.

At this moment, the figures in the cave flashed, and suddenly two figures rushed out, turning into two streamers, and collided with the two demon beasts.

After a while, the two demon beasts screamed and died together, but the two figures stopped, revealing their figures, turning into two middle-aged monks in their forties, one fat and one thin.

The two men looked at each other with fierce faces, and they looked up to the sky and laughed, which immediately drew the applause of a large number of other young monks in the distant woods.

"Congratulations to Master and Uncle on their successful advancement to the Dzogchen realm. Now we can finally get revenge on that bastard, right?"

"yes. Oh, yes. Master, uncle. When are we going to do it?"

The cultivation of these cultivators is all in the Qi refining period realm, and together, there are a total of fourteen people, but the cultivation level is different, and the strength is also evenly distributed.

The tallest ones are naturally the fat and thin monks who have just broken out of the cave, and they are already monks in the Great Perfection Realm of the Qi Refining Period like Zhang Feiyang.

Most of the remaining twelve young cultivators were in the late stage of the Qi Refining Period, and only a few of them had just stepped into the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and they were only in the early stage of the Qi Refining Period.

However, even if these people are not monks, I am afraid that their strength cannot be underestimated among mortals, they are all tall and muscular, I am afraid that when they are still mortals, they are martial arts masters with one-handed skills.

These fourteen people were dressed in the same clothes, all in blood-colored shirts, and they didn't know which sect they were.

At this moment, it seemed that they had the idea of dealing with a dream, or maybe they wanted to test how strong the strength of the Great Perfection Realm of the Qi Refining Period was, the two fat and thin monks glanced at each other, and suddenly smiled coldly, and they all looked at the north in unison, and agreed with the proposal of several young monks.

When the young monk saw this scene, he naturally looked up to the sky and laughed excitedly, clenched his fists excitedly, and said where Yimeng had been in the past ten years.

In this way, these fourteen monks immediately locked onto the Lost Forest where Zhang Feiyang was, pulled the team into a long herringbone, and rushed over with infinite murderous aura.

At this time, Zhang Feiyang didn't know anything about this, and was sitting outside the hut with a morning of getting up and going to bed late, studying how to cultivate the aura, so that he could successfully continue to increase the speed of the aura.

Because, after the guidance of the diary experience left by a dream layman, a whole year has passed unconsciously.

In the past year, Zhang Feiyang has long been accustomed to the solitude, quiet, and pure life here.

You don't need to pay attention to any other trivial matters, except for eating and sleeping, you just need to concentrate on cultivation.

After living in such a habit for a long time, Zhang Feiyang's mood has become calmer and calmer, his mood has become better and better, his thinking has become clearer and broader, and he has made great progress in the control of aura.

Although he is still a monk of the Great Perfection Realm of the Qi Refining Period, there is still a long way to go to reach the aura invocation speed of a monk in the foundation building period written in the diary of a monk of a dream, but at least it is much stronger than a Great Perfection monk of the same level.

If he faced the monks of the Great Perfection Realm of the Qi Refining Period now, with no one else and only one enemy, Zhang Feiyang was already confident that he could kill the other party in an instant in the time of one breath.

Of course.

To do this, it is not Zhang Feiyang's talent, he is just a person with extremely mediocre cultivation qualifications, and he can achieve such an effect thanks to two things.

One of them is the last part of Yimeng Jushi's experience and research methods on the speed of aura calling, which provided Zhang Feiyang with a lot of ideas, so that he encountered many difficulties when calling aura and was able to solve them smoothly. The credit for the diary is indispensable.

The second is the kamikaze fork, one of the two magic weapons in Zhang Feiyang's hands now. When this magic weapon is attacked, it can achieve the same effect as the original shadowless belt to completely conceal the entire magic weapon.

Therefore, as long as Zhang Feiyang calculates the distance, he can make a sudden move, and then use the increased speed to make the enemy stab the kamikaze fork before he can see it clearly, and kill the opponent when the opponent thinks it is a safe distance.

This is the only research result that Zhang Feiyang has achieved in the past year.

However, this kind of achievement is still too far from the real foundation building period monks.

As far as killing a Qi Refining Stage Great Perfection Realm cultivator of the same level in seconds, Zhang Feiyang is already ninety percent sure that he can do it, but the shortcomings are also obvious.

As long as the other party had two Qi Refining Stage Great Perfection cultivators of the same rank, his method would not work.

Because, no matter how fast he is, he can't kill an entire enemy in an instant like a foundation building monk.

Therefore, in fact, the greater the number of enemies, the lower the success rate of his move.

If it is not a last resort, Zhang Feiyang does not plan to show it.

At this time, Zhang Feiyang had just settled down, but he immediately frowned, opened his eyes from meditation again, and looked at the opposite side of the lake vigilantly.

The surface of the lake is still calm, and under the sunshine, the lake surface is as smooth as a mirror, smooth and quiet, which makes Zhang Feiyang's mind calm.

The bamboo forest in the distance shook violently, and the bamboo leaves made a salsa sound, as if something dangerous was about to happen.

Really.

At this moment, suddenly a white light flickered in the bamboo forest in the distance, and only a moment later, when the muffled banging sound sounded one after another, all the bamboos actually fell down one after another, stirring up smoke and dust on the ground.

Fourteen figures emerged from the smoke and dust, formed a circle, and quickly rushed towards the center of the lake where Zhang Feiyang was, treading the water, and in a moment, they had reached the periphery of the island in the middle of the lake.

Zhang Feiyang saw that these people were dressed in the same way, all of them were in red shirts, but there was a fierce look between his eyebrows and eyes, and the comer was not good, so he immediately became vigilant, stood up, and couldn't help but say something, and retreated into the hut.

Unexpectedly, this group of guys was menacing, as if they were deliberately trying to kill Zhang Feiyang, and they just chased them outside the house, and they didn't even stop, so they slapped them together, took out a round scimitar with blades on both sides from the storage bag, and cut it on the wall of the hut.

Although this hut is a place where a dream layman lives in seclusion, it is just an ordinary house, and the walls are only made of slightly stiffer bluestone, how can it withstand the attack of these round scimitar magic weapons?

In a soft pop, the hut naturally collapsed immediately, so that Zhang Feiyang had to jump up on the spot, channel his aura, break through the roof, and prioritize his own safety.

But in this way, Zhang Feiyang also lost the space that could be hidden.

The fourteen people rushed him out of the roof, which would give him a chance to escape, and immediately slammed, approached more than a dozen steps, stood side by side, and formed a human-shaped circle to surround Zhang Feiyang inside.

Zhang Feiyang was shocked in his heart, seeing that these people refused to let go of their posture, his mind flipped up quickly like a tide, and he quickly judged the form at this time.

There is no doubt that these people are not good, it has been proven, otherwise, would normal guests just come to visit and demolish people's houses?

But why these people came here and what is the purpose of coming here, Zhang Feiyang can't make a judgment for the time being.

He just vigilantly pressed his hand on the storage bag, holding the principle that more is better than less, and tentatively asked the fat and thin pair that was obviously the leader among the fourteen people.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?"

The thin monk didn't answer, just sneered.

The fat monk looked up and laughed a little, and then gave Zhang Feiyang an acceptable explanation: "It doesn't matter who we are. Where's that guy in a dream? If you say it, we will spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude. ”

Hearing that these people were looking for revenge from a dream layman, Zhang Feiyang suddenly realized, smiled slightly, pointed to the tombstone he had erected on the side, put on a look that had nothing to do with him, and replied: "He is dead." You see. That's his tombstone. Now the man is dead. You can go. ”

These words obviously exceeded the expectations of the fourteen people.

The leader of the thin man, who had been silent, didn't believe it, so he left the team and went to the tombstone to check it, and saw that it was written on the tomb of "Yimeng Jushi", and immediately stomped his feet angrily, and actually took the ring knife magic weapon in his hand in front of Zhang Feiyang, dug open the cemetery, and dug up the bones of Yimeng Jushi.

Seeing this scene, the thin man leader sighed in frustration, returned to the other thirteen people, and talked to the fat man for a while, so that the fat man's spirit was also calmed.

Zhang Feiyang was dissatisfied with the thin man in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, and still maintained a look that had nothing to do with him, looking at it coldly.

Because, after this group of evil cultivators formed a circle, he had already felt the same breath of the Great Perfection Realm of the Qi Refining Period as him from the fat man and the thin man.

If only the fat man or the thin man was in the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period, Zhang Feiyang would have already used the nirvana he had practiced this year, and he would have just practiced his hands.

It's a pity that he knows that now is not the time, when there are two enemies in the Great Perfection Realm of the Qi Refining Period, it is too dangerous to use the hole cards when he comes up.

What's more, there were twelve Qi Refining Stage cultivators who were also not weak by the side of these two evil cultivators.

Zhang Feiyang is not sure that he can win in the face of so many enemies at the same time.

After thinking about it, he chose this way of distancing himself from a dream layman.

After all, if he could let these evil cultivators take the initiative to leave here without doing anything, Zhang Feiyang would still be acceptable.

Who made him accustomed to being angry with others in his mortal days?

As long as these people don't continue to provoke themselves and do anything more excessive, Zhang Feiyang is not willing to take risks in vain.

It's a pity that these evil cultivators seem to have suddenly seen through some conspiracy, and after a while, everyone said something, and they all laughed out loud.

The thin man who was still depressed just now glanced at Zhang Feiyang coldly, as if he had seen through Zhang Feiyang's conspiracy, and said something that Zhang Feiyang didn't expect: "Hmph." A white skeleton, a tombstone, trying to fool us? We're not so stupid to ring the knife door.

At the beginning, your master killed our head in a dream, and we lost our most important master. Now we want to give him a taste of the same loss of important people. Look at how sad you will be when he comes back in the face of the tragic death of his apprentice. Brothers. Do it!"

As soon as these words came out, the fourteen people of the Ring Knife Gate all put the ring knife in their hands in front of them, and pointed in front of Zhang Feiyang, and all the half-moon form ring knives flashed, and they were quickly distorted and deformed, which made Zhang Feiyang's heart startled, and a very bad premonition rose in his heart.