"How can I help you?" Zhang Qian asked in surprise.

Pengcheng Chenghuang also didn't know anything, if it wasn't for Emperor Dongyue's orders, he would never ask Zhang Qian for help, because he really couldn't think of what help a single session of cultivation could give him, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Your Excellency doesn't know it yourself, but you come to me for help, isn't it difficult for a strong man? Zhang Qian waved his hand, signaling the driver to ignore the rather funny fat man and continue to drive.

Seeing that he wanted to leave, Pengcheng Chenghuang couldn't help but be in a hurry, hurriedly stopped him, and did not act out of the ordinary, just bowed down and stood in the middle of the road and refused to let go.

Zhang Qian was also a little embarrassed by his entanglement, lifted the curtain of the car, leaned out from the new, and said loudly: "You go back and tell Emperor Dongyue that the favor owed to him by the teacher has been paid off, and if there is any trouble, don't ask the poor road to help him deal with it, I really think that he is in a high position, so he can drive me at will, and really treat the old man as a lackey under him?" ”

"The Taoist ......" Pengcheng Chenghuang's face was twisted into twists, looking unusually tangled, and he didn't know how he angered the other party with these few words, he was too sensitive, but now this Taishang Taoist is his last straw, Pengcheng is lonely in Shu, Dongyue Emperor can no longer take care of him, it seems that he has given up, and now his only remaining glimmer of life is the person in front of him, if it is not reliable, Emperor Dongyue will never let himself come to seek his help, even if this person is not close to people, he can only pull down his face and beg hard, but before he can speak, Zhang Qian has ordered the coachman to drive forward。

Now he was standing in the middle of the road, and the carriage was rampaging against his face.

Although this can't hurt a single cold hair of his hair at all, it is simply naked disregard and humiliation, Pengcheng Chenghuang's face is pale, and he doesn't dare to stop the frame, the other party has done this. The entanglement of his own dead face was obviously suspected of being boring, and when the carriage roared past him, he heard the Taishang Taoist on the carriage speak: "Poor Dao is now going to visit Kunyangzi, the head of the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain, and take a step to say goodbye." ”

Peng Cheng Chenghuang trembled with anger, but he didn't have the strength to scold.

also has no confidence, this Taishang Taoist is not related to him, and he must help himself for any reason, which is unreasonable.

Pengcheng Chenghuang sighed, only to feel that the world is cold and ruthless, and everything can only rely on himself. Dragged the wrinkled clothes, suddenly tasted it, and felt that it was wrong, if this Taishang Daoist was a cold and ruthless person, why did he want to help Kun Yangzi, the first time he helped him to relieve the siege may be because he couldn't figure out the situation, and now he should have seen the Daoist of Tanglin, there is no reason to not know the benefits, but he is still running around for Kun Yangzi. Obviously, he is not a ruthless and unrighteous person, he has a friendship with the Biyou Daoist, and his friendship with Emperor Dongyue should be even deeper, at least listen to Emperor Dongyue's tone. It should be so, and now that he is completely subordinate to him, this kind of trust can be imagined.

And his current situation will never be worse than Kunyangzi, and it will not be more tricky to deal with.

Zhang Qian can help Kunyangzi at any cost. There is no reason not to help yourself.

He thought about it for a moment and felt that it should be like this, and the burden in his heart was lightened a lot, and he did not continue to entangle. I went straight back to the newly built City God Temple in the middle of the alley, and waited with peace of mind.

The carriage passed through the streets and alleys, but in a moment it was in front of the Yangui Inn, it was a three-story wooden building, Zhang Qian's eyes swept away, and he took in the details everywhere, and the internal space was all presented in front of him, how many people and horses are still left in this Pingdu Mountain blessed land, and he immediately knew what he knew, and he was slightly disappointed in his heart, and now in addition to Kunyangzi in this building, there are seventeen idle disciples, and the cultivation realm is quite ordinary, only the cultivation of the early stage of Qi Xing Zhoutian, and all of them are weak and can't help the wind, obviously not after any life and death tempering, combat effectiveness is very low, like this level, Zhang Qian can sweep away between waving his hand。

Zhang Qian originally thought that he could survive the impact of the ghost city of Xudu, and those who stayed in Pengcheng and were hidden by the snow were at least the elites of one in a hundred, which was the hope of the revival of the sect.

It should be no problem not to say that one is a hundred, but one is ten.

As a result, these people in front of him disappointed him, Mo said that one is ten, it is estimated that one is one-on-one, and it is difficult to have a chance of winning against the disciples of Yangshan Xiaodongtian in the same realm.

Now his carriage has stopped in front of the building, and only a few people have found many disciples in the building, and there is no trace of vigilance, and he even walked to the window and poked his head out to look out, Zhang Qian was completely speechless, expecting such a group of disciples to be able to guard the safety of Kunyangzi, it is really similar to expecting a pig to go up the tree, if he was sent by Yangshan Xiaodongtian to take Kunyangzi's life, now I am afraid that he has not only succeeded, but also has left safely, he shook his head helplessly, told the coachman to wait outside, went to lobby himself, and walked to the inn, his fingertips just touched the wooden door with vermilion lacquer, and suddenly felt abnormal。

I felt a chill surging wildly from the door, spreading rapidly along my fingertips, and in an instant, my whole body was covered with a layer of white frost.

Zhang Qian shook his head and shook off the ice slag on his body.

Since he and the Xuanji Taoist double cultivation, there is also a trace of the Taiyin Sword Technique unique to the extreme cold, there is a kind of strong resistance to the cold, and the leakless spirit body is not invaded by water and fire, and it is difficult to be frostbitten, this chill that has a fatal effect for ordinary monks just made him uncomfortable, his eyes were slightly closed, and when he looked closely, he saw that the door was engraved with countless mosquito-sized talismans, like snowflake ice crystals, obviously the way of this frost talisman was suffered before, Pingdu Mountain blessed land to preach with talismans, Zhang Qian was not surprised by this, endured the cold that his fingertips were almost numb and unconscious, and stretched out his hand to push open the closed door。

Rumble!

I felt a huge heat wave on my head venting down, like thunder and fire from the sky.

Zhang Qian looked up, only a few feet away from him There was also a talisman engraved on the door frame, like a burning flame, the moment he stepped into the threshold, he stimulated it, and the tongue of fire was like a thunderbolt with teeth and claws slashing at his heavenly spirit cover, even if his indestructible spirit body was indestructible, there was no reason for his head to be struck by thunder, and he swept his sleeves to disperse the thunder fire, the temperature was actually not too high, for him who cultivated the fire system supernatural power to the perfect realm, it was like scratching his boots. But the bad thing is that his palms have been frozen and numb before, and now when they come into contact with the thunder and fire, such a huge contrast suddenly forms between them, which makes him a little unbearable.

I felt a burning pain in my hand, and the skin was burned.

"Some doorways. Zhang Qian couldn't help but admire, his hand moved lightly in the cuffs, and when the frozen blood veins were dispersed, the skin and flesh burned by the thunder fire had begun to heal, and it returned to its original state in just a few breaths. Just looking at the slightly dim lobby, but he didn't dare to move half a step further, just crossing a threshold, he let himself be injured, if he recklessly broke in, not to mention his life here, the robe on his body would definitely not be saved, he carefully observed these four details, only to see escalators, tables and chairs, floor tiles, and four walls. They are all carved with all kinds of talismans, and even a cobweb in the corner of the wall is faintly like a talisman.

"This blessed land of Pingdu Mountain is worthy of being a thousand-year-old faction, even if it decays into this appearance. It's all about that. Zhang Qian couldn't help but be speechless, there were at least a few hundred spirit runes in this three-story building.

With so many talismans, even a master who is proficient in talismans may not be able to complete them without a few years.

Zhang Qian naturally regarded these talismans as the treasury of the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain. As everyone knows, these talismans were only completed overnight by the disciples of the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain, and he didn't understand the runes, so he naturally couldn't see the subtleties of these talismans. These spiritual runes are carried by different things, there are dusty bricks and stones, oil-stained tables and chairs, and the fit with the five elements of spiritual energy is a hundred times different than yellow paper, peach wood, jade pieces and other things, but the power is not diminished, and it is perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment, so that Zhang Qian did not notice when he broke in, and he had obviously reached the peak of perfection in the runes, and this was the handwriting of the seventeen disciples who were despised by Zhang Qian.

These disciples are spirit rune masters who have been cultivated in the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain, and their qualifications may not be outstanding enough, but they are born with an extremely strong resonance with the lines and seals that make up the talismans.

A pen, a piece of paper, in the hands of ordinary children, can only draw graffiti.

In their hands, they can draw powerful talismans, and they are invincible in slaying ghosts and killing gods.

Each of them not only has excellent talents, but also has decades or even hundreds of years of rich experience in the runes, they are all grandmasters on the runes, they may not be good at fighting, but they can draw dozens of exquisite spirit runes overnight, and these runes are enough to kill many people, it is for this reason that Kunyangzi would rather send several of his own disciples into the 100,000 mountains to suffer, rather than these seventeen people have any mistakes, these people are the greatest wealth in the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain, but it is a pity that talisman making is not directly related to battle, even if these people draw enough talismans to arm themselves to the teeth overnight。

However, the ability to adapt and perceive on the battlefield is the key to determining victory or defeat, and no matter how powerful the power is, it is difficult to exert considerable lethality without a good fighting soul to dominate it.

Just like a child armed with a crossbow, he is no match for a well-trained and agile sergeant.

The decay of the small cave in Pingdu Mountain is still an unchangeable reality, and without a strong combat force that is sufficient for self-preservation, everything is in vain.

The two talismans were triggered, these spirit runes reacted slowly, and they had already found that someone had broken into the inn, when they were in the window before, someone saw Zhang Qian's appearance clearly, it was the two brothers who went to Zizhuguan with Kunyangzi that day and were beaten again, and now the injury has stabilized, barely able to walk, but one of them has been discarded with half of his feet, and he is disabled, and he is also limping when he goes downstairs, and when he sees Zhang Qian, he salutes respectfully, which is considered to be a thank you for saving his life that day, and then the peach wood talisman sword in his hand waved, and some talismans along the road were taken away, Zhang Qian felt that the feeling of being bound faded a lot, and then led by the two, went upstairs to meet Kunyangzi.

When passing through the second floor, I saw that the dozen or so monks seemed to be alarmed by the sound, and they poked their heads out from behind the door to check, most of them had gray hair and looked old.

One by one, the look was wooden, the eyes were full of bloodshots, and they looked unusually tired, even Zhang Qian walked in front of him, and no one asked out loud, but his eyes kept moving, looking unusually stupid, this atmosphere was weird to the extreme, like a group of walking corpses who had lost their ideals and hopes, Zhang Qian couldn't help sighing, this Pingdu Mountain blessed land really doesn't seem to have much hope, this sigh happened to be heard by the two benevolent brothers who led the way in front, and also knew that Zhang Qian was afraid that he had misunderstood something, and hurriedly explained: "After the Taoist chief reminded me yesterday. From yesterday afternoon to today, you have not rested for a moment, and have been drawing talismans to strengthen the defense of the inn. ”

"Dao Leader saw that these talismans were all drawn by them overnight, and now we don't have many Pure Yang Great Dan in our hands, and drawing spirit runes also requires a lot of pure Yang Yuan Qi, they can't replenish it, and now they are exhausted, so they look so listless. Another disciple next to him took over and continued.

They didn't know what kind of turbulent waves these words set off in Zhang Qian's heart, he originally thought that these spirit runes were accumulated by the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain for many years. It was an overnight effort!

"How many spirit runes are arranged in this building?" Zhang Qianqiang couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and asked calmly.

"I didn't have time to count them, but there were about seven hundred. The disciple who had half of his feet crushed by iron and blood frowned and said, not thinking that seven hundred was a big number.

"Seven hundred!" Zhang Qian gasped, his heart was extremely shocked, seventeen disciples drew seven hundred spirit runes overnight, an average of about forty for one person, although Zhang Qian did not know much about the runes, but he had also come into contact with some monks who were quite accomplished in the runes. Ordinary people can complete four or five runes in a day, which is considered to be highly productive, and these four or five runes may be invalid because of flaws in the details, what kind of evil are these ordinary old monks, they can draw more than forty spirit runes overnight. The efficiency is more than ten times that of ordinary people, and the power is so huge, the two spirits are combined, and they are enough to injure the leakless spirit body.

"Seven hundred is not much. The disciple saw Zhang Qian's appearance. He was a little surprised, and then said, "If the Pure Yang Great Dan is enough, there will be no problem for you senior brothers to draw thousands of runes overnight. ”

"The blessed land of Pingdu Mountain is already known for its law. Sure enough, it lives up to its name. Zhang Qian was shocked and also very happy, if he could include these seventeen rune masters under his command, what a great gain it would be for him.

Thinking of this, he was also not stingy, waved his hand and took out a hundred Pure Yang Dan from the storage ring he carried with him and let the disciple scatter it to you, and now he is also extremely short of Pure Yang Dan, but there are about to have 10,000 Pure Yang Dan in the account, and the cost is not very distressing, not to mention that it is used to buy people's hearts, this account is also extremely cost-effective. These spirit rune masters naturally heard about Zhang Qian's righteous act of relieving Kunyangzi yesterday, and they respected him quite a lot, but they were too tired, and they looked like they were dull and godless.

I don't know if I am grateful, or the grievances that have accumulated in my heart have all erupted for a while, but looking at the appearance of collapse, it should be the latter most likely.

Zhang Qian didn't stop long, didn't say a word, and ordered the two disciples to continue to lead the way.

Walking up the stairs, I found that Kun Yangzi was quietly watching everything that happened downstairs with his hands on the railing, and more than a dozen spirit rune masters who were nearly a hundred years old in the world were crying one by one, and they were extremely out of shape.

"The head of the poor road has failed. Kunyangzi was persuaded by Zhang Qian's words yesterday, he has sobered up a lot, and his emotions are no longer as easy to fluctuate as before, he waved his hand to disperse the two disciples, and after no one around, regardless of his injuries and his age and seniority far beyond Zhang Qian, he bowed to Zhang Qian, his waist was almost bent into ninety degrees, very respectful and sincere, and then said: "More Taoist what the Taoist has done for my Pingdu Mountain blessed land." ”

Zhang Qian did not dodge, nor did he shirk this gift, and then said: "Everything I do is just to guide, and the only one who can really save the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain is yourself." ”

"I understand. Kun Yangzi nodded, what Zhang Qian was referring to is extremely simple, that is, to endure humiliation and bear the burden, lying on the salary and tasting courage, it is not difficult to understand, now Yangshan Xiaodong has a big sky, and there is a heart that is bound to win, and it is forcibly contested with it, that is not called integrity and dignity, it is called an idiot or a madman, and the real dignity comes from standing on the corpse of the opponent and despising him.

"Yangshan Xiaodongtian asked me to convince you to hand over the control of the Vientiane Spirit Rune Great Array. Zhang Qian saw that he was relieved of the calamity, and said straight to the point.

Kunyangzi was silent, not disbelieving Zhang Qian, now he is about to hand over the last chips in his hand, hesitation, hesitation and wandering are just a reflection of reason, if the gamble is lost, he will have no chance, quiet for a moment, Kunyangzi pulled out a quaint stone sword from the storage ring, without any edge, the sword body is engraved with spell spirit patterns, extremely fine, as if the natural formation of stone patterns, and then erased the imprint of the divine consciousness in the sword, handed it to Zhang Qian, and said: " This stone sword is the hub of the Vientiane Spirit Rune Array, and it is also the token of the head of my Pingdu Mountain Small Cave Heaven, and now that this thing is in your hands, the fate of my Pingdu Mountain Blessed Land will depend on the Dao Chief. ”

Zhang Qian took the Spirit Pattern Stone Sword and looked at it carefully for a moment, this thing is not an extremely powerful killing weapon, just a unique token, but with this sword, it can control the Pingdu Mountain Blessed Land Mountain Gate Control 'Vientiane Spirit Rune Great Array'.

He thought about it for a moment, then slashed it away.

The Spirit Pattern Stone Sword suddenly clicked and broke into two. (To be continued......)