When the declining god saw Zhou Tong's on-the-spot performance, his eyes suddenly lit up, he didn't expect this person to have such an unexpected move, and he was really not an ordinary person.

Zhou Tong said with difficulty: "Please...... Untie...... My acupuncture points. ”

The iron-masked elder stared at Zhou Tong's pale face and objected, "No." ”

"Don't let your decision get in the way of me detoxifying myself!" Zhou Tong reminded angrily.

"The wrong detoxification method will not do you any good, and it is good to wait calmly for the doctor's treatment, not to mention that most of your movements are not restricted. "Elder Iron Mask rarely persuaded patiently.

Zhou Tong couldn't resist the other party's kindness, sighed helplessly, forcibly endured the severe pain in his body, threw out a scroll with his trembling right hand, and pierced his fingertips and popped out a drop of blood to unlock the seal on the scroll.

The people in the martial arts field gathered together according to their sects, but Guangjue Temple was seriously excluded by other sects in a corner, at this time they were like a plague that people could not avoid, and Peng Juren, who was plotting against everyone, was the protector of their Guangjue Temple, if it was impossible to make people believe that the rest of them were innocent.

A pair of malicious, hostile, and defensive eyes all stared at the every move of all their disciples, waiting for some of them to lose their breath and then attack them en masse.

The people of Guangjue Temple formed a circle to guard against the surrounding enemies, and they did not dare to act rashly, not wanting to cause deeper misunderstanding among these sects because of any wrong decision.

At the same time, a group of people gathered around the Qingfeng Sect Leader and other important figures, they were disciples who were specifically responsible for security work, and only the Iron Mask Elder stayed with Zhou Tong.

The disciples of the Woxian Taoist Temple who found the fireworks warning rushed towards the open-air martial arts field, because the various sects were engaged in the martial arts field, the head of Qingfeng had already arranged for many disciples to serve as guards nearby, once there was a situation, it could be guaranteed to eliminate the danger as soon as possible, although everyone was a righteous person, but it could not be guaranteed that these people had no other intentions.

As soon as Peng Juren appeared, his figure fell into the line of sight of the disciples of the Woxian Taoist Temple, "Stay!" When Peng Juren was still five meters away, the leading disciple immediately shouted loudly.

Peng Juren, who stopped hearing the sound, said calmly and in a deep voice: "Don't delay me to chase people!" There was a slight hurry between his eyebrows, as if he was really worried about losing the enemy's whereabouts.

The leading disciple will be suspicious, and he hasn't seen anyone else all the way after him, could it be that they all missed it?" May I ask what are the characteristics of the person you are chasing?" The leading disciple did not let his guard down, he always maintained a polite smile on his face, and it was easy to make mistakes if he was too gullible in the words of others, even if the other party was the protector of a certain sect, he had to treat everyone equally.

Peng Juren was not surprised at all that the other party was able to call out his identity, presumably these disciples must have a list of people with portraits in advance, and he had to seize this favorable opportunity before the other party could see through himself. "Let's talk as we go. ”

The leading disciple pondered for a moment and did not object, he hurriedly explained a few words to the other disciple, and this disciple immediately counted half of the guards and quickly rushed to the open-air martial field.

"Chief Peng Hu, without further ado, let's go together!" the leading disciple asked to join the pursuit of the enemy.

Peng Juren, who was in the middle of the favor, did not refuse this proposal, and it was impossible to refuse the other party to fulfill the duty of guarding, and his coy attitude would only make the leading disciples see through themselves in advance. "I can't ask for it. As he turned around, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up with a sneer.

The god of decay glanced up at the transparent enchantment above his head, and said to himself, "It's really an eyesore!" popped out his index finger and shot out a millimeter of light, and in the next second, this transparent enchantment that looked quite profound disappeared.

He felt very disappointed, only came to the time of half a cup of tea, but had to go back to the sky, I really hope that the next time I can come down and play in the open, and finally glanced at Zhou Tong, and then, the body was like an arrow from the string and disappeared into the sky.

The dismantling of the barrier has aroused the suspicion of many people, however, it is impossible to detect any clues in their realm. Only Zhou Tong sensed it slightly, he glanced thoughtfully in the direction where the declining god left, and vaguely knew in his heart that the object with whom he had a heart-to-heart exchange had left. Maybe we will meet one day! Zhou Tong secretly speculated, I don't know why, he just firmly believes in the fate with the other party.

The fifty-six Daoist disciples who had originally arranged to assist Zhou Tong left the open-air martial arts arena in a group, and then, dozens of disciples of the Woxian Taoist Temple jumped in from the high walls of the open-air martial arts arena, and they dispersed in a well-trained manner, approaching the principals of each sect as quickly as possible, and through some explanation, the fifty-six sects obediently followed behind these disciples and headed for their respective courtyards.

The treatment of Guangjue Temple is one level higher than that of other sects, and it is led by two disciples, one in front of the other. These two disciples encountered a lot of trouble in the process of persuasion, Qu Jiaojiao was like a runaway prehistoric giant beast rushing at them, if it weren't for the fact that other Guangjue Temple disciples whispered a few words in their ears in the end, this unrelenting prehistoric giant beast might not be able to tell when it would be troublesome.

"Let's go!" Elder Iron Mask stretched out his hand to help Zhou Tong up.

Zhou Tong erected the magic trick and pointed to the scroll on the ground, and a figure that was completely indistinguishable from Zhou Tong's body emerged from it. "Go!-" The figure jumped off the wall.

The iron-masked elder quietly observed Zhou Tong's actions, his eyes were rippling, he couldn't remember that there was a time when there was such a method of making scrolls, and the stand-in that came out of the scroll from this was basically impossible to distinguish the substantive difference from the main body.

He was sure that this kind of scroll must not be from the treasure of the Taoist temple, and he had never heard of anyone in the world using this kind of scroll before. Is it self-created...... If this is the case, the future potential of the Messiah is limitless!

The Gathering Spirit Book is Zhou Tong's original scroll technique, which usually merges the idle Dan Yuan aura into this scroll for storage, once it encounters a critical moment, it can lift the seal on the scroll, and use the spell that cannot be done in the current state for the time being, which is a one-time consumption magic weapon with high practicality, and it has the effect of relieving the urgency of the eyebrows. Unfortunately, once the storage in the scroll is depleted, the spell will be lifted at once.

"What are you ......" The iron-masked elder clearly saw the flaws of this kind of scroll, but he couldn't guess what Zhou Tong planned to do, after all, the production process of this kind of scroll was not easy at all.