Yue Yangzhen had a very good calculation in his heart, but unfortunately he didn't calculate the worldly heart of the boy Huangshang, and he was addicted to such a yellow and white worldly thing as gold and silver, and he let people in, and the second time he happened to be met by Tang drunk.

The milky white Dao Ji of Tang Drunken Dantian is transformed from that mysterious white pill. I don't know how many shocking secrets are hidden, I think it should be a broken thing, so when I encounter the Mingding Ancient Heavenly Tree, I will directly absorb it, and the phantom of the small tree will manifest on it.

Tang drunk himself didn't know, and neither did Tong Huangshang.

And at this moment, Yue Yangzhen, who was arranging the funeral in the family, suddenly stood up, and the huge stone pillar in the attic of the ancestral hall next to him was smashed by his palm! His eyes opened angrily, and he trembled with anger!

Yue Yangzhen hastily put down a few words, and immediately stepped on the sword, only to see the wind and dust rise suddenly, obviously rushing back to his Qingming Xiaozhu as quickly as possible.

It turned out that just now, Yue Yangzhen suddenly sensed that something must have happened to his Mingding Ancient Heavenly Tree. The telepathy of the Jindan period is not trivial, as long as it is mostly happening.

The higher the level, the deeper the understanding of the laws of the Tao. Yue Yangzhen was flying away at the moment, and at the same time sent a note to the boy Huang Shang.

Huang Shang was basking in the sun in the courtyard at the moment, putting the gold ingots in front of him one by one, and the golden light was shining under the sun, and he couldn't help but rejoice.

He thought to himself that if he had so much money, his family would not starve to death, and he was sad. Now that he is in the world, he has no other relatives except for one master.

At this moment, a spiritual light flew from the sky in the distance, like a meteor, and fell steadily next to Qingming Xiaozhu's yellow clothes.

The boy Huang Shang saw the transmission note entering through the formation, and knew that it was most likely sent by the master Yue Yangzhen, so he hurriedly injected spiritual power. He listened attentively, and sure enough, it was a transmission note from the master, and he only asked if the saplings in the secret room were still there. Huang Sheng hurried to the secret room, but sat on the ground in fright.

In the middle of the weeds, the squirt, which was black and inconspicuous, had disappeared without a trace. He hurriedly replied to Shizun, truthfully saying that the seedlings were gone.

Yue Yang's real person was rushing over, and even some of the flying secret methods had been used several times. At this moment, when the apprentice's transmission note arrived, he couldn't help but jump in his right eye, and when he opened it, he saw that as he expected, the Mingding Ancient Heavenly Tree was gone!

He confirmed it repeatedly, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood in anger, and the transmission note was in his hand, which he pinched into powder vigorously. Shouted: "Thief!"

Yue Yangzhen quickly recited the trick, and he didn't care about any secret injuries left, and used secret techniques to make his flight a little faster. He sent a message to the boy Huang Shang, telling him to stay behind the person who took the sapling no matter what.

When Huang Shang received the transmission note, his childish face was already red with anger, and he secretly hated his ignorance, and blamed the master for never saying the preciousness of this sapling.

He immediately got up, took out a cyan sword, and chased it in the direction where Qing Ming Xiaozhu and Tang Drunk and the others left, he was about to slash this group of thieves!

But no one is a thief, and Tang Zui couldn't imagine that his milky white Daoji would absorb this thing. Tie Hongzhong didn't let everyone stop and continued to run.

The place where the White Ape Demon Forest is located is a three-way crossing, and according to the distance he told Ma Jingyuan, it will reach a city, but it is not the route of Tie Hongzhong's return to the sect.

And if you turn to another way, it will be the White Ape Demon Forest, Tie Hongzhong thought, when he reached the fork in the road, he coerced Ma Jingyuan to enter the White Ape Demon Forest as a cultivator. At this time, it was getting closer and closer to the three-way crossing.

Having said that, Yue Yangzhen was on his way back, and he wouldn't be able to reach Qingming Xiaozhu for a while, and there was a strong cultivator on the other side, who was coming.

The giant sect of the cultivation realm, one of the three protectors of the Tianhai Buddha Kingdom, Shizhang Kill, from the time he learned about the Mingding Ancient Heavenly Tree, arranged for his subordinate Xuanhai Dao people to investigate the matter.

At this moment, the people of Xuanhai Dao have also left Sanxi Town for many days, investigated the distance of Ma Jingyuan's dart, and followed the traces of Ma Jingyuan's breath, and also passed Yundao for many days.

At this moment, Xuanhai Zhenren came to the side of a shoal, he stood here, probing the surrounding atmosphere, and naturally felt the traces of Ma Jingyuan and his party staying, and just as he was about to leave, he saw a team of people and horses coming out of the forest next to him.

The leader rode a high-headed horse, and said to Xuanhai Zhenren proudly: "Yo, haha." Today, the uncle took his brothers out for a walk and met you, an old man. Old man, you have a good cloak, so peel off this sheepskin!"

The bandit who took the lead was none other than Zhang Jiumeng, the flower-faced tiger who wanted to rob Ma Jingyuan's convoy that day. He was still talking black words, obviously treating the Xuanhai Dao people in front of him as sheep.

Xuanhai Daoist sneered, didn't answer, directly pointed and forced, and instantly turned his spiritual power into a flying sword, and the bandits behind Zhang Jiumeng all exploded and died, blood splattered out, pouring Zhang Jiumeng's head and face. Zhang Jiu rolled off the horse in fright, knelt on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, he expected that this was an immortal method, and immediately begged for mercy: "The immortal spares his life, the immortal spares his life!"

Xuanhai Daoist directly pressed his hand on Zhang Jiumeng's Heavenly Spirit, ready to draw his soul to check his memory.

Zhang Jiumeng, seeing that he was going to die, no longer begged for mercy, and made up his mind to be ruthless. In the end, it was the man who licked the blood from the knife edge, and he saw that he took out a dagger directly from his waist and attacked the Xuanhai Dao people.

The Xuanhai Dao people used spiritual power to form sword qi, and directly cut off Zhang Jiumeng's hand holding the dagger. And Zhang Jiumeng used his other hand to clench his fist and come out, but before the fist wind arrived, this hand was cut off by the spiritual power sword qi.

Zhang Jiu shouted fiercely, kicked the Xuanhai Daoist in front of him with his leg, and his left leg was ruthlessly cut off like an arm.

Zhang Jiumeng, knowing that he was going to die, looked at the sky and remembered his dead father, who used to be a dung picker in the village and was bullied to death.

He remembered that he had taken revenge, and he had no regrets in this life, and silently shed two lines of tears down the corner of his eye. This may be his original intention, the tears of his nature, or the sorrow of his life in the grass. But in the end, he didn't beg for mercy anymore, and he was scolding the Xuanhai Dao people in front of him until he died.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

Zhang Jiumeng gradually died, lying in a pool of blood. He is not a good man, but he is also a good man.

Xuanhai Zhenren also got Zhang Jiumeng's memory and knew the information of Ma Jingyuan's group. Follow the route they took, and continue to rush and chase away.

A huge crisis is coming. The crises and adversities in Tang's life will also start from this moment.