ps: Thank you for the reward of the doll father, thank you for selling Xiaoxiao, jacker19731, wild boar Aben, and the monthly ticket encouragement of Legend in the Wind. This chapter continues to make up for the arrears.

Dongfang Jing stood in the Xuanchang in front of the Songfeng Pavilion, which was dozens of zhang wide, glanced at Huang Tengsong, who was sealed with a sea of qi and tied with ropes and ropes under his feet, and chuckled: "Your business is quite big, and I am afraid that you have gained a lot of benefits in the past two years." ”

Cultivators, especially those with mid- and high-level cultivation, once they get rid of the shackles of the Dao Gate, it is really not difficult to make a fortune.

Huang Tengsong took off the flail on his neck, which was much more comfortable than before, but at this moment, his heart was like ashes, his eyes looked at the gate of Songfeng Pavilion blankly, and he didn't hear Dongfang Jing's teasing.

Next to Dongfang Jing was Pei Zhongze, who had already held the bamboo battle in his hand, and the Yin and Yang Bronze Mirror was also ready to be sacrificed at any time, staring at the closed door opposite without blinking, and his palms were slightly sweaty. After all, he was about to face a monk of the Great Mage rank, and he couldn't help but not be nervous. However, he was not afraid, but there was a trace of excitement, during the days when he and Zhao Ran fled in the Xia Realm, the two of them had joined forces to fight against a large group of Buddhist monks, they were not afraid at that time, how could they be afraid now?

Shen Caizhu and Rong Niang are on the left and on the right, standing ten zhang away. Shen took out a chicken leg and kept gnawing on it, not knowing if she was reincarnated as a starving ghost in her previous life, while Rong Niang leaned her back against a green pine, and a string of crystal clear bracelets swirled around her fingertips, shuttling like a butterfly.

Above the green pine, the crown is like a cover, and the needles are the densest. Zhao Ran was hiding in the meantime, and the magnetic mother's golden placenta bowl had already turned into a golden shield, protecting him in front of him. According to Dongfang Jing's arrangement, this time Zhao Ran was responsible for the formation and control of the formation, and his safety was at stake. It is guaranteed by Rong Niang. Rong Niang is only eighteen years old, but she is a cultivator in the Yushi Realm, but for some reason, looking at the little girl under the tree with a smile on the corner of her mouth and talking about her style, Zhao Ran couldn't help but feel a sense of security.

Well, people are geniuses. He is a waste of firewood, so the gap between the realms is not shameful, and there is no shame in having a dependence mentality-Zhao Ran comforted himself.

Looking at Rong Niang, Zhao Ran remembered Zhou Yumo. Zhao Ran has been in this world for more than four years, but to be honest. Among the women he has seen, there are not many who meet his aesthetics, and there are only four of them. The spicy Zhu Qigu and the enchanting Hu Chunniang are not mentioned, the Rong Niang and Zhou Yumo in front of them are very similar in temperament and appearance, the difference is that Zhou Yumo is more dignified, and Rong Niang is more hearty.

It can't be said that Rong Niang is bad, but Zhao Ran always recalls the graceful and luxurious woman when she was in the Beacon Mountain Yaji. and the letterhead surrounded by light incense. has been in Huayun Pavilion for more than a month, and Zhao Ran has never had the opportunity to meet Zhou Yumo, who is in retreat. I haven't heard from her for more than two years, and I wonder if she will remember herself?

Zhao Ran also understood that he and Zhou Yumo were afraid that they were getting farther and farther apart, and the idea of double cultivation together had not been there in the first place, but why did he feel a little melancholy in his heart? As if he had missed something......

While he was thinking wildly, the door of Songfeng Pavilion slowly opened. An old man slowly crossed the threshold and came to the bottom of the stairs.

Huang Tengsong struggled twice. He called out "Master" in his mouth, and a line of tears flowed down his face.

The old way is Zuo Yunfeng. He said to Huang Tengsong with a smile: "Idiot, life and death, survival, poverty, virtuous and unscrupulous, and reputation are the changes of things and the act of life.

Huang Tengsong choked, said "yes", and put away his sad voice.

Dongfang Jing stared at Lao Dao for a moment, and suddenly said, "Master Zuo, it seems that your time is running out?"

Zuo Yunfeng smiled and nodded: "Yes, Lao Dao has nothing to look forward to...... Just a foot away from the door, a little unwilling in my heart, if I can prolong my life for a year and a half, or I can break through the mirror and add longevity. Therefore, my apprentice is worried about the fate of the old way, and wants to change his life and help the old way go to the next level...... Lao Dao also knew that this move was inappropriate, but in the end he couldn't get through this hurdle, and wanted to look up, what kind of scenery was over there......" sighed for a moment, took out a brocade box from the Taoist robe, put it on the steps, and saluted to the east: "Today's matter has come to this, what is the benefit of repeating more, it is also the old way...... The dragon's head orchid vanilla is in the box, you are better than the old way, you can take it away, the old master and apprentice, and let it be disposed of. If the old way is lucky to win, you can also take it away, but please let the apprentice go. ”

After that, Zuo Yunfeng took two steps forward and looked at Dongfang Jing: "Dongfang, do you think it is good?"

Dongfang saluted his head, lifted Huang Tengsong, threw it on the steps, and landed next to the box, and said: "Master Zuo, I should have called you Uncle Zuo, but your master and apprentice have already broken through the mountain, so regardless of seniority, today I dare to shoot at Master Zuo, and please Master Zuo is not strange!"

Dongfang Jingpiao then stepped back, his hands flipped, his big sleeves rolled, and a whirlwind swept towards Zuo Yunfeng.

Zuo Yunfeng flicked his fingers with his right hand, and suddenly turned the whirlwind into invisible.

Dongfang Jing took three more steps back, spat out the mantra in his throat, stepped on the Nine Palaces, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a red scarf wrestler, and his left foot stepped heavily on the ground, with him as the center, the ground of the entire Xuanchang suddenly cracked, and cracks extended towards Zuo Yunfeng.

Zhao Ran could see clearly on the tree, and his heart sank. He has seen the two uncles of Dazhuo and Xiaozhuo fighting, and Uncle Dazhuo's housekeeping ability is to spell the god of lux, but he can ask the yellow turban wrestler to come up, with the power of nine oxen and two tigers, and he can easily suppress the raccoon spirit. Dongfang Jing in front of him is still younger than Uncle Da Zhuo, but he has already entered the realm of mages, and the curse of the god of wrestler is even cultivated to the second layer, and he directly invited the red turban wrestler, which is already the power of the dragon elephant, compared to the yellow turban wrestler of Uncle Dazhuo, the power has increased several times.

I saw that Zuo Yunfeng's legs were firmly on the ground, and his knees were in the inner circle, and he didn't see much force, and the crack that extended over stopped when it reached his feet. Looking at his left hand again, a talisman rose above his head, and the flames like a screen came down from top to bottom, brushing into a barrier, and resisting the red turban wrestlers who pounced on him.

The fifth-order talisman flame Xuanmen Jingyang talisman shot, and the red scarf wrestlers turned into Dongfang Jingsuo could not enter an inch!

Zhao Ran seized the opportunity, and six jade jue were thrown, just hitting the six key places that he had been optimistic about before, and the Yueming Mirage Array was instantly arranged, enveloping Zuo Yunfeng, Dongfang Jing and Pei Zhongze.

Zuo Yunfeng's eyes suddenly turned black, and he only heard a crisp chirp, and a waning moon hung out in the sky at some point. He chuckled, and without hesitation, his fingers pointed upward, and an invisible blade slashed through the waning moon.

Before the qi blade could slash the waning moon, Zhao Ran had already felt the sharp edge, knowing that his large array center would definitely not be able to block the blow of the qi blade. Frightened, he frantically mobilized the surrounding heaven and earth qi into the formation, turning into thick dark clouds, quickly blocking before the waning moon.

Pei Zhongze saw the opportunity, and the bamboo battle burst into a three-foot sword, passing through the wall of fire transformed by the Flame Xuanmen Jingyang Fu, and stabbing Zuo Yunfeng's eyebrows.

Zuo Yunfeng's eyebrows lit up, and a beam of light erupted, turning into a half-human-high transparent light mirror, which was condensed by the Qing Xuan Gong he had cultivated all his life.

The bamboo sword stabbed on the light mirror, stabbing like gold and iron, no matter how Pei Zhongze poured his true power, he was always unable to move forward. However, this thorn also distracted Zuo Yunfeng, and the qi blade dissipated out of thin air, relieving Zhao Ran's urgent need.

A few fireworks talismans suddenly floated out of the darkness, and at the same time, a string of money darts hit Zuo Yunfeng's back, but it was Zhao Ran who was tentatively sneaking up.

Zuo Yunfeng sneered: "It's just a low-level phantom array, what can I do?" The Qingxuanguang mirror in front of him suddenly stretched back, protecting him tightly in the center, and the fireworks talisman and money dart returned in vain.

Zuo Yunfeng said again: "The two little guys next to you, come together!"

After the rich man Shen finished gnawing the chicken legs, he laughed, and entered the big array, and a huge gold ingot flew out from behind his neck and smashed it towards Zuo Yunfeng's head.

Zuo Yunfeng shook his hand and threw out a jade Ruyi, facing the gold ingot, the gold and jade intersected, and the fire was shining.

Zuo Yunfeng praised "Good baby!" and recited the magic trick lightly in his mouth, and Yu Ruyi would pierce around the gold ingot, and he actually walked the path of a flying sword. If it is someone else, if it is taken by surprise, I am afraid that it will suffer a big loss. Fortunately, Dongfang Jing had already reminded him before, and the rich man Shen was not panicked, and responded to the enemy according to the method he had pondered before, and for a while, the gold ingot and the jade Ruyi were also inseparable.

Rong Niang glanced at Zhao Ran on the tree, Zhao Ran gestured, Rong Niang nodded, and stepped into the big array.

Zuo Yunfeng glanced at Rong Niang, and snorted coldly: "Little Yushi, also come to die!" With a flick of his fingers, a wave of qi blade rolled towards Rong Niang. (To be continued)