There were five people on the sea, all of them were Terran monks, and they were all dressed in black robes.

There have always been many demon clans in Xiniu Hezhou, and the world is so vast, I have only heard that there are demon clans in Niu Hezhou to start a sect, and no one has said anything, as if the people of the world have acquiesced.

A white suit bent down slightly, his hands overlapped on his sword, watching the group of people arrive.

Zhang Lan staggered out behind him, and said with a wry smile: "Zhang Gongzi, why are you bothering to come? If you get involved in this matter, it is equivalent to being an enemy of a sect in Niuhezhou." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled faintly, and he didn't know whether to speak to Zhang Lan or Zhang Hanshu.

"I think it's great that you have to admit your mistakes and don't want to excuse yourself. But if you are self-righteous and want to make your family good, then it is really wrong. ”

The black-robed men stood quietly aside, not saying a word, as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

Zhang Muliu smiled: "Come all the way and don't say a few words?"

A black-robed man at the head asked with a smile, "Sword Cultivation?"

After saying that, he smashed it with a punch, Zhang Muliu pulled out the You Fang and put it in front of him, and his body moved back more than ten zhang.

The man in black then smiled and said, "I have killed a lot of people in my life, and I have killed the most sword cultivators, and it seems that I can have another good sword today." ”

Zhang Muliu moved his neck, flipped his wrist, grabbed a few sword flowers casually, and said to the five black robes: "It seems that there are no sword cultivators among you, then you might as well go together." ”

As he spoke, he waved his arm, and a huge thunder and lightning cage enveloped the five black-robed people, which was the five thunder array learned in Zhu Keyong's hands.

But there are more than that, a white dress suddenly divided into twenty-eight figures, and every seven people accounted for one side. Another four-elephant sword formation in the thunder cage.

The five black-robed men were surrounded by them, and the black-robed ones who had just spoken frowned slightly.

I've seen a sword formation, but I've never seen such a weird sword formation.

Entering the realm of distraction, a single move of the Thunder Cage can slightly block these Merge Dao monks, and now with a four-elephant sword formation learned from the Seventeen Hands, it is not easy to deal with the five Merge Dao realms, but it is not difficult to separate one.

The black-robed man at the head was suddenly shocked, because one of the five of them disappeared.

I could only hear Zhang Muliu's voice in the big array, and asked with a smile: "Zhang Lan smashed your pot?

The black-robed man frowned and said, "Isn't this sin big enough to make trouble for my sect?"

What a majestic sect!

The Seven Houses of the South took the lead in taking out the sword, and the seven white-clothed figures were all holding without confusion, slashing out with nameless true fire mixed with sword intent, quite a burning sky.

The remaining three black-robed people used the water method to resist, although the real fire did not touch their bodies, it was difficult to counterattack.

The black-robed man led by him had an extra long sword in his hand out of thin air, which was not inferior to Liu Gong's Fengquan.

The man shouted: "Before breaking the formation, I will tell you what my name is, if you are lucky not to die today, come to Niu Hezhou to find Yuan Lu to seek revenge." ”

The black-robed man called himself Yuan Lu, and instead of helping his three companions attack the Vermilion Bird position, he turned around and slashed straight to his feet.

Only a wail was heard, and the four elephant arrays shattered, and the white clothes in all directions dissipated, and a black-robed man was cut off by Yuan Lu's sword.

He Zhang Muliu broke through the seventeenth sword formation, he could think of the Yellow Dragon of Middle Earth, and Yuan Lu in the realm of Hedao was not a fool.

It's just that because you are not a fool, you will be calculated.

The seventeenth five-party array can only trap people, and it is just a matter of fighting back when attacked, does he Zhang Muliu have such a great ability to let Southern Suzaku take the initiative to attack?

In fact, this four-elephant large array is just a disguise, and the only thing that really exists is a small Vermilion Bird sword array.

The black-robed man who disappeared earlier was confined in the middle of the large array, which should be where the Yellow Dragon of Middle Earth was. After Yuan Lu slashed out with a sword, Zhang Muliu withdrew again.

Yuan Lu's eyes were cold at the moment, and when he saw the smiling Mimi in white standing aside, holding a vermilion wine gourd in his hand and drinking, his eyes became even colder.

"Young man, if you don't look for death, you won't die. ”

As he was talking, another person disappeared beside him, but the young man in white was still in front of him, smiling and drinking.

Yuan Lu didn't dare to make a rash move again.

The outside world saw a lively crowd, Zhang Hanshu's wine shop, all the people who drank came out, looking at a thunder cage in mid-air, a young swordsman against five monks of the United Dao, now it has become four...... No, three.

Since Zhang Muliu sacrificed the thunder cage of light and dark gossip, Yu Qian wiped the two mouthfuls of phlegm in his palms and slapped his face.

Zhang Lan didn't know when an extra spear came out of his hand, and he wanted to go up to help, but was stopped by a cool woman.

Zhang Hanshu was silent for a long time before he said: "Old guy, you finally survived, and you are going to die? ”

The middle-aged shopkeeper had no choice but to give up, just looking up at Zhang Muliu, feeling extremely ashamed.

Zhang Hanshu was only in the realm of Yuanying, and he actually wanted to go up to join in the fun, but he was stopped by Long Da.

This guy who is a storyteller and rushes to recognize the young master has no realm of harmony, but he doesn't know how to fight at all. It can be said that he has lived for 10,000 years and has not fought once.

Of course, there are beatings, and indenting into the shell of the turtle is. His tortoise shell is comparable to the armor of a god.

Although Long Da can't fight, he still has the eyesight, and he was about to send a message to call the white unicorn, when a white deer carrying a little girl in a pink skirt had arrived not far away.

Long Da ran over and said, "Sister Bai, these people are shameless, the five Hedao monks are bullying the young master alone, we have to go and help!"

The little girl Demon Ling sighed and muttered, "I was injured two days ago, and today I fought with someone, and the brother of the owner of the meal is really it." ”

Demon Ling is like a pistachio in Zhang Muliu's group, whether it is the popping and blowing when the head is attached to the talisman, or the eccentricity after resurrection, everyone is happy to look at.

Bai Qilin spoke out his words, and he was not afraid of the people around him hearing it, "He was indeed eroded by the wind at sea, and he was injured a lot." And the sword injuries suffered by Lu Sheng before were not good. ”

Long Da was puzzled: "What is the young master trying to do?"

Bai Qilin said lightly: "Have you ever heard a sentence, 'Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement'?"

Long Da nodded, and Bai Qilin said with a smile: "This guy you rushed to think of as the young master is 'Tianxingjian, a swordsman who is constantly harming himself'." ”

The words of the two were heard by a few people on the side, and they all showed helpless expressions.

Yu Qian actually wants to go up and help at this time, but what can he do if he is a little Jindan Taoist?

People have to know how many pounds and taels they have, and they must do everything according to their ability.

The young Taoist priest knew that even if he went up, he would only cause trouble.

Bai Qilin didn't plan to go up to help, if he went up to help at this time, that guy would definitely turn his face. Don't look at Zhang Muliu's temper better than anyone else, but if he gets angry, it is not something that can be solved by admitting his mistake.

She Bai Qilin had also seen Zhang Muliu get angry once, that is, in the mountain of Demon Ling's hometown, after slashing He Yuan with a sword, the woman named Zeng Nuan actually felt that Zhang Muliu had done it.

In fact, this is nothing, Zhang Muliu, who was still wearing a green shirt at that time, picked up a sword to split a restaurant, and cut the imperial city of the Xixi Kingdom in half with another sword, and finally after Shen Changcheng ran over, he was the most angry.

People who are not easy to get angry, once they are really angry, they are the most difficult to calm.

In the thunder cage in mid-air, Yuan Lu and the remaining two still didn't dare to make a move at will, for fear that their spells would hit them and turn into companions who had disappeared before.

Zhang Muliu finally tied the wine gourd again, and a green shirt appeared out of thin air, carrying the second disappeared Hedao monk in his hand. The green-shirted swordsman held You Fang in his hand, his expression was extremely innocent, and he complained: "It's really not me who is ruthless, it's really this person who can't help but fight." ”

Yuan Lu's eyes were about to bleed.

There is only one distraction sword cultivator, and there are only three of the five Harmony Cultivators.

The green-shirted swordsman threw the black-robed man to Yuan Lu's side, and said seriously: "I think I can still save it." ”

After saying that, it coincided with the figure of the white-clothed swordsman, and You Fang also returned to the back of the white-clothed Zhang Muliu.

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "My name is Zhang Muliu, Zhan Buzhou Boiled Noodles Tan Yan Monk, Sword Cultivator, remember to come to me for revenge." It's just that I'm not called this name in the sect, you can just ask Lu Tuan to find out. ”

The white unicorn below sighed non-stop, this guy is bad again, it's one thing for others to believe it or not, he is really thick-skinned.

Yuan Lu looked serious, and said in a deep voice: "I remember, I will go to the noodle pond sooner or later, right?" ”

Zhang Muliu's eyes widened, looking at Yuan Lu as if he was looking at a fool, and said in surprise: "Do you really believe it?"

The two black-robed people outside Yuan Lu were divided into two sides, one put away the Yuan Infant of the Hedao Monk who had been cut off by the waist, and the other fed a pill to the half-dead Hedao Monk.

Yuan Lu sneered: "You have protected them for a while, and you have protected them for a lifetime? ”

Zhang Muliu withdrew the thunder cage and said with a faint smile: "At that time, it is not certain who will find whom! Stay in Niu Hezhou well, and I will definitely ask for a sword in twenty years." ”

One of the black-robed men sacrificed a very small boat, not much bigger than the painting boat that Zhang Muliu was sitting on in the Fuyun Immortal Stack. Yuan Lu snorted coldly and turned his head to leave.

It's not that he's afraid of Zhang Muliu, but the white deer and Long Da below, he can't see through Yuan Lu, and he has no chance of winning.

The two men with knives on their backs didn't say a word from beginning to end, and the young man who was a good drinker and a thief, if he used this method to deal with the two of them, it was estimated that the corpses would be stiff at this moment.

Dressed in white, he returned to the ground and said to Long Da: "I've lived for such a long time, I can't fight, will the spell master use it?"

Of course, Long Da knew what Zhang Muliu wanted to do, and turned his head to look at the large group of monks who were watching the excitement, although the realm was not high, most of them were in the Jindan stage and the infant stage, but to erase the memory, the price was not small.

Zhang Muliu said lightly: "I promise you a title of worship." ”

Without saying a word, Long Daer walked to the group of monks who were watching the excitement.

Isn't it just more than ten years of cultivation? Changing the identity of worship is much better than the stone tablet of Wang Eight Camels at the gate of the mountain.

The young Taoist priest leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhang, let the people go like this?" In this way, won't their father and daughter have to be more frightened in the future?"

The young man in white put his arm around Yu Qian's shoulder, called out to Brother Yu, and turned his back to Youling. When he turned around, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Yu Qian's shoulders trembled slightly, but it was actually Zhang Muliu's arm trembling. He hurriedly took out a cloth bag from his sleeve, took out a pill from it, and was about to stuff it into Zhang Muliu's mouth.

Zhang Muliu shook his head and said with a smile: "I was already very seriously injured, and I was fighting with others, that is, I wanted to try how long I could last." My thunder cage won't last long, so I'll have to let them go first. ”

Of course, Bai Qilin could keep Yuan Lu and them, but Zhang Muliu felt that on this broken stone island, the matter was not over yet.

Isn't it strange that the owner of this island doesn't care at all about such a big movement? Isn't it strange that after gathering so many monks of the Harmony Dao, the owner of the island does not show his face? Although he doesn't care about the lives of people outside the formation, he is not worried at all about so many monks of the Harmony Dao?

Mobilizing the aura to wash away the blood that fell on his body, Zhang Muliu slowly turned his head and looked at the little girl on the back of the deer. Demon Ling pouted and whispered, "Why is the master of the meal avoiding me?" You carried me on your back last time, and you won't let me see it this time, why?"

Zhang Muliu was a little puzzled, the little girl is not cultivating at all now, how did she see it?

He turned around slowly, smiled and said to Demon Ling: "Your master of the meal has to always look at you with the best looks, I'm afraid that you won't like me when you see me embarrassed." ”

The little girl pouted and snorted: "It's not that I haven't seen you embarrassed, and I don't know who pretends to be a scholar in that broken Taoist temple, and the white clothes are painted with mud flowers, and they are still rolling in the mud." ”

Zhang Muliu hurriedly pushed out the rest of the money, and said with a smile: "Look, I will find you a serious person from Juluzhou, and the two of you will talk first." ”

The little girl was suddenly diverted, riding on the white deer and looking at Yu Qian with a smile, and asked after a while: "Where are you?

Yu Qian tugged at the corners of his mouth and said loudly: "That's not it." ”

This young Taoist priest only had a particularly bad intuition, as if Zhang Muliu had been trying to trick him into seeing the child from the beginning.

Long Da's side was over, and a group of drinking men gathered outside the wine shop in a daze, and they didn't know how they came out.

This strange beast with a dragon head and a fish body and a tortoiseshell ran to Zhang Muliu's side, as if begging for praise, "Young master, my hand has spent a full twenty years of cultivation, and we can't regret the worship!"

Zhang Muliu ignored him, beckoned to Demon Ling, the little girl immediately understood, patted the white deer's back, and the big white deer became the size of a kitten, but was held in the arms of Demon Ling.

The little girl ran over in a few steps, stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhang Muliu's index finger, and the two walked towards the wine store in a flash.

The liquor shop is not deserted at this time.

A white dress was still sitting in the original corner, and at this moment there was a little girl who got a roast duck out of nowhere, and a female deer with white hair.

Zhang Muliu said to Zhang Lan: "Senior, I can treat your injuries, and it is effortless. Merely...... The junior has a small request. ”

Zhang Lan saluted and said with a smile: "Zhang Gongzi is my life-saving benefactor, just say anything directly." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled, and after thinking about it, he still didn't know how to say it, this thing was unprecedentedly embarrassing.

There was really no way, so he had to speak: "Actually...... After returning to their hometowns, the younger generations are ready to set up a small hill on their own, but they are short of manpower. It just so happens that the seniors can't stay here anymore, so why don't you go with me first? ”

After a pause, Zhang Muliu smiled: "But there is something I have to make clear to my seniors." My enemies are much more terrifying than my predecessors. ”

Zhang Lan stepped forward, without the slightest pause, and hugged his fists and said, "Zhang Lan greets the mountain master." ”

Zhang Muliu's mouth couldn't close with a smile, so he hurriedly went up to support Zhang Lan, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, don't be polite, my mountain, the person who can be the master of the house, you are the only one for the time being!"

This Zhang Lan should have fallen from the Merge Dao realm to the distraction realm, as long as his injuries are healed, it will be a great help.

Zhang Lan was helped to sit down, and asked with a smile: "Mountain Lord, what is the name of our mountain? ”

The young man in white had a strange face, stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Lan on the shoulder, saying that there would be something.

In the future, in addition to himself and Liu Gong, there is finally a third person.

Yu Qian leaned over and whispered: "Brother Zhang, let me also be your mountain leader's offering?" It's just that you have to pay for it. ”

Zhang Muliu squinted and said, "Your big array, don't you need to spit?"

The young Taoist priest turned his head and began to drink stuffy wine, which was too heart-wrenching.

The worst mood at this time is Zhang Hanshu. Two and a half big guys call that old guy brother? What kind of generation have I become? Is sword cultivation amazing?

The woman sneered: "Zhang Lan, do you want to run? ”

Zhang Muliu laughed and said that he wanted it, he wanted it.

Several people began to drink, and the two middle-aged swordsmen had already retreated, not knowing where they had gone.

Zhang Muliu's vat of wine has bottomed out, and the rest of the money is playing music with his head hammer. A father and daughter sat at a table, staring at each other speechless. A young man sneaked back to the back of his quarters, and pulled out two short blades from his pillow, his eyes red.

You Fang has always liked to coax the little girl, and at this moment, a soft sword aura held the demon Ling, and the little girl snorted slightly.

The sky outside was slightly bright, the rain had not stopped, and Zhang Muliu finally drank a large vat of tasteless wine.

Dressed in white, he walked alone to the big array in the middle of the island, the island owner is big, I Zhang Muliu will go to find you.

Even if Yu Qian didn't make a move at that time, Zhang Muliu wouldn't blame him. The young Taoist priest is just a passerby, so why should people care? But in the end, the rest of the money is still managed.

Traveling far away on the road of life, when you see injustice, you will get up, and the people of Jianghu are willing to do so.

But you don't have to.

Just one sentence can shut people up, "Why should I be nosy, why should I help you?"

No one in this world is born indebted to anyone.

Before you grow up, you still have parents who are willing to take care of it, but when you grow up, why should others care about you?

And the island owner, he should have to take care of the affairs of this island, but until Yuan Lu and the others retreated, he still didn't see the island owner.

Why bother? Because he's in that position.

It seems that the monks of the three religions have no time to take care of this small island, and only care about transporting money, right?

The last thing Zhang Muliu wanted to see was that after beating the island master, a monk of the Three Sects with a high realm popped up.

There are two Yuanying monks guarding the entrance of the big array, and these two monks don't have the ability to open the big array, it seems that these people are full of confidence in this big array.

One of the monks stopped the young man in his way and asked in a cold voice, "You can't enter this place, so turn around and leave immediately." ”

Zhang Muliu said lightly: "Then call the island owner out, I have some reason with him." ”

While the two Yuanying monks frowned, a young man in a white Confucian shirt appeared out of thin air, about thirty years old.

The island owner looked at Zhang Muliu, shook his head and sighed, "Come with me?"

Zhang Muliu said coldly: "Jianfeng take a walk?"

The young man in the Confucian shirt frowned, his figure disappeared in a flash, and Zhang Muliu, who had never carried a sword, also disappeared.

This island owner has a small secret realm similar to Zhang Muliu.

When they reappeared, the two were on the banks of a large river. The river seems to come from nothingness and go to nothingness.

The young island owner asked, "With such a big temper?"

Zhang Muliu said coldly: "Divide people." ”

The two of them are both dressed in white, the island owner has a slightly literati demeanor, and Zhang Muliu looks like a ranger horizontally and vertically.

As soon as the two of them got together, they kept blazing, but fortunately, they didn't mean to do it immediately.

The young island lord said helplessly: "Do you still think that I am just a monk in the realm of the Dao Realm? This important place is just a guard of the Dao Path, it's too child's play, right?"

Zhang Muliu sat cross-legged on the riverbank, looked at the turbulent river under his feet, and said lightly: "If you have the strength of a strong person, but if you don't have a strong stomach, you will not be far from being angry with your husband." ”

The young man in the Confucian shirt laughed angrily: "Good boy, his mouth is sharp enough." But do you think it's the piles of spirit jade inside the formation that matter, or the drunkards and outlaws living outside?"

Zhang Muliu replied: "It depends on how much kindness there is." ”

The young island owner was speechless for a moment, and said in his heart that this young man could see the three words of inaction.

The island owner shook his head and smiled, and asked, "Look at you, you are also enlightened by sages and have read a lot of books?"

The young man who was also dressed in white, but crossed his knees on the riverbank, said indifferently: "I don't dare to say much, I just read a few books." ”

The young island owner smiled: "It is good to have a good heart and do good deeds. But don't you think you're too selfish? You little guy noticed those Niu Hezhou people from the beginning, and you deliberately made a show, not much worse than me, right?"

When Zhang Muliu heard this, he was actually half angry. This guy knows that he is playing a trick, which means that he was looking at the liquor store from the beginning.

Zhang Muliu frowned and said, "Obviously looking at it, why do you let it go?"

The young owner just looks young, and his age is actually not small. He smiled and said, "Do you think if you don't make a move, will I make a move?"

Seriously, Zhang Muliu didn't think that the island owner would make a move.

The owner of the island said angrily: "If I hadn't seen your ferry come to Broken Rock Island, I would have sunk the boat from Niu Hezhou." ”

Zhang Muliu frowned and asked, "Why do you think I'm nosy?"

The young island owner smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a ferry boat exactly like Zhang Muliu floated in the river.

The young island owner smiled and said: "Your boat is from the Lotus Boat Dao, back then, the nine of us customized the monk's currency template, and the boat was built by an old man of the Mo family, and there are only four in this world." ”

Nine people made money, but only four received the ferry.

The island owner was dressed in white, and with one hand, he said with a smile: "The boat can reach you, which means that Yu Lianzhou has approved of you." ”

Many years ago, an old man of the Mo family built four ferries with his work of seizing the sky, and gave them to four monks who were not young at that time.

The old man also said: "The nuclear boat is not for you, my nuclear boat is for chivalry!"