Chapter 625: What About the Middle Stages of Integration?

Zhang Wenzhong did not rush to tear open the envelope, but squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the six words 'Taiqi, the master of the spiritual residence' written on the envelope. (Hand hitting)

These six characters are written in one go, the font is strong and elegant, elegant and not lacking in atmosphere, it can be called the best product in the calligraphy, compared to those who have been famous for a long time today. Zhang Wenzhong, who is a calligrapher and painter, naturally saw the beauty of these six characters at a glance, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "Good words"

The three-legged black perched on his shoulder didn't care about the quality of the handwriting, what it was curious about was what was recorded in the letter. Seeing that Zhang Wenzhong patronized and admired the good and bad font on the envelope without opening the letter, it couldn't help but be a little anxious, and urged repeatedly: "Master, don't care whether the words on this envelope are good or bad, let's quickly tear it open and see what is written on this letter." This letter is strange, and I am afraid that there is something important. ”

"Well, you have a point. Zhang Wenzhong nodded in response, and tore open the envelope with a sound of raising his hand.

However, the moment the envelope was torn open, something happened that no one expected.

A sharp sword aura, like a terrible lightning, suddenly burst out of the torn envelope, and stabbed straight into Zhang Wenzhong's eyebrows with lightning speed.

The spiritual power contained in this sword qi was extremely powerful and powerful, and as soon as it appeared, it caused the surrounding temperature to drop by dozens of degrees. A cup of steaming tea placed on the coffee table was frozen into ice in an instant.

In front of this fierce sword qi, not only Zhang Zerui and other people with low cultivation levels could not bear it, but even the Singing Snake who had the cultivation of the Transformation Stage and the Jiaotu who cultivated in the Refining Void Period also felt that they were not breathing. There is no doubt that once Zhang Wenzhong is stabbed by this sword qi, even if he does not die, he will end up seriously injured

The three-legged black that perched on Zhang Wenzhong's shoulders was stabbed all over his body by the coercion emanating from this fierce sword qi. But even so, it still did not flee without permission, but summoned all the remaining strength in its body, and reminded Zhang Wenzhong in a scream: "Master, be careful, quickly dodge"

At this moment, the three-legged black really hated itself to death, and it muttered in its heart full of regret: "It's all my fault, how can I urge my master to open it without being sure whether there is a trap hidden in this letter? If my master is injured by this, then I will become the evil bird of the curse......

Compared with the panic of the three-legged crow, Zhang Wenzhong's expression was much calmer. It seems that the sudden change in front of him was all expected by him.

"It's good" Looking at the fierce sword qi that came from him, Zhang Wenzhong snorted lightly, and immediately did not dodge or dodge, and suddenly released a sword qi as scorching as fierce in his eyes, and greeted the fierce sword qi.

'Boom-'

The two sword qi collided together in an instant.

In the loud noise, two equally powerful sword qi turned into nothing.

At the same time, the letter in Zhang Wenzhong's hand automatically turned into a piece of debris and powder, floating in all directions. From a distance, it looks like a flock of butterflies flying and playing.

A slightly old but neutral voice resounded in the villa: "Your Excellency really has some strength, no wonder you can bully my unsuccessful apprentices." Three days later, at midnight, I will come to find justice for them, and I ask you to prepare in advance......"

"Demonstrate?" Zhang Wenzhong smiled indifferently, as early as when the fierce sword qi appeared, his divine sense had already discovered the other party's divine sense attached to the envelope. At this moment, he even found that the other party was taking back his divine sense.

"Come and don't be rude, I will also send you a small gift. Zhang Wenzhong said softly, an invisible sword intent was silently attached to the wisp of divine consciousness that the other party was retracting.

Zhang Wenzhong's current divine consciousness is at the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal, no matter how advanced the other party's cultivation is, he has not been able to detect that this wisp of his divine consciousness has been manipulated by Zhang Wenzhong.

Just when the sword qi turned into nothing, the pressure on everyone's body also disappeared suddenly. Zhang Zerui and the others, who had a lower cultivation, were already soaked in cold sweat all over their bodies, and they gasped for breath in order to recover the jīng power they had just consumed.

Jiaotu and Mingsnake have the highest cultivation and the fastest recovery. However, there was no ease on the faces of the two of them, but they walked in front of Zhang Wenzhong with a frown, and said worriedly: "Master, this guy's strength is only afraid that it is above the refining period......"

Zhang Wenzhong raised his hand to interrupt what the two of them had not finished speaking, and after a faint smile, he said, "That's right, this person's cultivation has reached the level of the middle stage of the Merge Dao. ”

"In the middle of the road?" Although there had been a guess for a long time, after getting the affirmation from Zhang Wenzhong's mouth, Jiaotu and Ming Snake were still taken aback, and said with a worried face: "So, what should we do after three days?"

"What should I do? Naturally, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will flood the earth......" Zhang Wenzhong's face was not only a trace of worry, but also a smile, and he said a sentence in a flat tone that shocked Jiaotu and Mingsnake: "If this person is here to apologize, we should naturally treat each other with courtesy." But if this person is here to find fault, then we don't have to be polite, just arrest him together. Come to think of it, in order to be able to redeem a cultivator in the middle stage of the Merge Dao, the One Yuan Dao Sect will definitely not be stingy with ransom."

Jiaotu and Mingsnake opened their mouths wide in shock, and said in disbelief: "Arrest this person......?

"What about the middle stage of the Merger?" Zhang Wenzhong laughed, compared to Jiaotu and Mingsnake, who were full of worries, he looked full of confidence.

Luoshan, where the sect of the One Yuan Dao Sect is located.

Wangxia Peak, one of the eight peaks of Luoshan Mountain, is the location of Luoxia Temple.

In the meditation pavilion of Luoxia Temple, two people are sitting opposite each other, silent and speechless.

The young bald head was Xu Wen, who was sealed by Zhang Wenzhong's spiritual power and burned his clothes and hair by the three-legged black fire. At this moment, he was sitting on a futon, and he didn't even dare to take an extra mouthful of atmosphere. A pair of eyes full of nervousness stared straight at the old man in a Taoist robe with a white beard sitting opposite him with his eyes closed and his knees crossed.

This old man is their master, the Lord of Luoxia Guanguan, the protector elder of the One-Yuan Dao Sect, and the Wang Xuanchu of the Dao number who is too vain.

In Xu Wen's anxious waiting, Wang Xuanchu finally opened his eyes.

"Master......" Xu Wen was about to ask about the situation, but a fierce sword intent suddenly appeared in the Meditation Pavilion and stabbed straight towards Wang Xuan's throat.

This sudden change not only frightened Xu Wen, but also surprised Wang Xuan's expectations. He never thought that the other party's divine consciousness was so powerful, and he was actually able to attach a sword intent to his divine consciousness without being discovered by him.

However, after all, Wang Xuanchu has the cultivation of the middle stage of the Dao, and he is experienced in a hundred battles and has rich practical experience. In the face of the sudden situation, he did not panic at all, but raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Unexpectedly, you are still a guy who refuses to suffer." He raised his right hand, and the word 'broken' burst out of his mouth. A flying sword as blue as the sea suddenly appeared in front of him, slashing at the sword intent that came from Fei Shiè.

The flying sword and sword intent collided in an instant, and a powerful energy shockwave appeared, spreading in all directions.

The spiritual power in Xu Wen's body was sealed by Zhang Wenzhong with a secret method, at this moment he was an ordinary person, although he was taken care of by Wang Xuan, but in the face of this strong energy shock wave, he still turned into a short-line kite, screaming and being knocked out, with a 'bang', the good mahogany doors and windows on the meditation pavilion were shattered, and the person also flew out and rolled on the ground several times.

This sudden shocking change made the cultivators in Luoxia Temple think that there was an enemy attacking, and they all summoned their magic weapons flying swords, and looked around.

Several core descendants of the disciples ran quickly towards the Meditation Pavilion, and they didn't look at Xu Wen, who was lying on the ground, life and death unknown, but asked anxiously: "Master, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Before they could run into the Meditation Pavilion, Wang Xuan, who had a dark and calm face, walked out of it and instructed everyone: "Do whatever you have to do, there is no need to put on such a posture as if you are facing a great enemy." A few of you, throw Xu Wen into the black cliff and lock him up, no one is allowed to release him without my permission."

Xu Wen happened to wake up at this time, and when he heard Wang Xuan's words, he was immediately frightened and his face turned blue, and he didn't care about the labor pain coming from his body, and pleaded with a sad face: "Master, you have a lot of adults, just spare me this time, I don't want to be imprisoned in the dark black cliff......"

Wang Xuanchu snorted coldly: "You fool, you have lost the face of our Luoxia Temple and our One Yuan Dao Sect. I didn't take your life, I was already on the side of the net. ”

Several core descendants ignored Xu Wen's wailing at all, and took him in a big stride.

After everyone left, Wang Xuan took out a small blue and white porcelain medicine bottle from his arms, took out a pill from it and threw it into his mouth, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "I didn't expect that this kid's sword intent is so powerful and vast, and it is not much better than me." The momentary underestimation of the enemy was actually his way...... However, after the third rì, I will be able to tame the immortal weapon. With it, no matter how cunning this kid is, he has to be punished. Spiritual dwelling ...... I will have it."