Chapter 272 Spirit Tree Guan Ping Bandit

Flying out of the county seat of Sanshan County, Li Wenjun stood on the Qiyun Sword, glanced at his home from afar, bent his knees, knelt in the air, bowed three times in the direction of his parents, then got up, and flew away from Sanshan County without looking back.

Everything he can arrange at home has already been arranged, and he has enough reason to believe that his parents can live a prosperous and comfortable life in their lifetime, and the eldest brother and the next generation of the eldest brother should not have any problems, as for what the next generation will be, Li Wenjun has no way to take care of it.

Rich and noble, he has paved the road, if his family still can't escape the fate of being rich for three generations, he has no way, he can't even take care of the lives of the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of his eldest brother's other brothers and sisters, after all, he also has his own things to do.

After leaving the county seat of Sanshan County, where will he go? Li Wenjun had already made a plan in his heart, and he and the woman riding the crane had already agreed that they would make peace at the Lingshu in Tianhua Mountain.

Now that there are less than ten days left before the agreed time, Li Wenjun doesn't plan to go anywhere, he just wants to meditate for a few days in the Lingshu Temple, on the one hand, his harvest in the fake mausoleum and the capital needs to be digested and absorbed, on the other hand, he always has a feeling that what the crane riding woman wants him to do will not be an easy thing, if it is not good, it will not only be difficult, but also quite dangerous.

In the fake mausoleum, he got the inheritance of Juzhu Zhenren, Li Wenjun didn't think that after seeing the crane riding woman this time, he would have to reject the crane riding woman no matter what, even if he couldn't get any benefits from the crane riding woman, he would not lack the cultivation exercises for a long time in the future.

But when he returned to Sanshan County from the capital and passed by Dingyuan Mansion, he met with the fire lark on a narrow road and almost died under the attack of the fire lark, which made Li Wenjun have to plan this idea.

Although Juzhu Zhenren is a Yuanying Zhenren, he is not omnipotent, the inheritance he left behind is mainly based on arrays, Fu, Dan, etc., and the degree has never been the type he is good at, and among the immortal cultivators, there are countless spirit birds and spirit beasts that are good at it.

The fire lark that Li Wenjun encountered this time only had six times the dash of a horse, and spirit beasts and spirit birds that were faster than the fire lark abounded, in case he encountered them in the future, Li Wenjun might not even know how to die.

Li Wenjun had to bring up the old words again, that is, to find a way to get the complete version of the mantra of the wind and thunder footwork from the crane riding woman, only in this way can Li Wenjun be able to raise his degree, and in the future, when he encounters a spirit beast like a fire lark that wins by degree, he will be able to have a fight.

If you can't beat it, you can run it.

While thinking about his thoughts, Li Wenjun harnessed the Qiyun Sword and flew towards the Spirit Tree Temple unhurriedly. Lingshu Temple is actually not far from the county seat of Sanshan County, and in less than a stick of incense, Li Wenjun saw Lingshu Temple from a distance.

He was about to fly over directly, and when he landed in the Spirit Tree View, there was suddenly something not quite right on the side of the Spirit Tree View, and a pungent smell of blood blew from the direction of the Spirit Tree View along the mountain wind, and the sound of weapons intersecting constantly sounded in the Spirit Tree View, and occasionally the light of spells lit up.

There is a case.

Li Wenjun's face changed, and he hurriedly sped up, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the sky above the Lingshu Temple, and looked at it intently, but saw many people lying on the ground, and several Taoist priests and Taoists wearing Lingshuguan costumes were besieged by a large group of people, seeing that the Lingshu Temple was about to be surrounded and suppressed by this group of immortal cultivators who came out of nowhere.

An immortal cultivator appeared Li Wenjun, raised his head and scolded: "Hey, who are you......?

Before this person could finish speaking, the Qiyun Sword under Li Wenjun's feet flew out, and as soon as it wrapped around the person's neck, Dou Da's head flew out. Subsequently, Li Wenjun pinched the spirit technique, and the Qiyun Sword was like a swimming fish, shuttling among the immortal cultivators who were besieging the disciples of the Spirit Tree Temple, no matter how they blocked, they could not stop the surprise attack of the Qiyun Sword.

Li Wenjun is now an immortal cultivator at the seventh level of the Qi cultivation period, and in the immortal cultivation realm of the Great Song Kingdom, he basically belongs to the masters who stand at the peak, and these immortal cultivators on the ground are basically wandering in the early stage of the Qi training period, and the three layers of the Qi training period can be the king and dominate among them. This kind of cultivation, in Li Wenjun's place, is like a local chicken and a dog.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the dozens of immortal cultivators who were besieging the disciples of the Spirit Tree Temple fell in a pool of blood, and none of them were spared.

There was no disciple of Lingshuguan who didn't know Li Wenjun, all of them knelt on the ground with joy and sorrow as if they had seen their relatives, and saluted Li Wenjun: "Meet the elders." ”

Li Wenjun took the Qiyun Sword, slowly fell to the ground, held his hands on his back, frowned and asked, "Who can sue me, what's going on?"

A Taoist boy of similar age to Li Wenjun climbed two steps forward, he was Zhu Feng, the second disciple of the Yueci Daoist, when Li Wenjun first arrived at the Lingshu Temple, he gave Li Wenjun a piece of a century-old wild mountain spirit.

"Uncle Shi, two months ago, you and your master left the Spirit Tree Temple together to go to the exchange conference, and there has been no news since then.

Recently, there were rumors that after the exchange conference, a mausoleum of the ancestor of Yukun suddenly appeared, and a considerable number of immortal cultivators in the immortal cultivation world of our Great Song Kingdom entered the mausoleum, and then never came out. You and the master have not heard from each other for so long, and there are many rumors in our Tianhua Mountain area that you and the master have entered the mausoleum of the ancestor of Yukun, and they both died inside, and they can never get out again.

As soon as this rumor spread, those bastards who coveted our Lingshu Temple united together and besieged our Lingshu Temple, we were weak, and after holding on for a few days, we could no longer withstand their attacks, dead and wounded, if it wasn't for Uncle Shi coming back in time, it is estimated that even a few of us would not survive. ”

Zhu Feng was eloquent and explained the matter clearly in a few words.

looked at Zhu Feng, who was covered in injuries, and then looked at the other Spirit Tree Guan disciples, they were not much stronger than Zhu Feng. Li Wenjun sighed, took out some healing pills, and handed them to Zhu Feng. "You divide these gold sore pills. Swallow one of them, and come to me. ”

"Yes. Zhu Feng hurriedly responded, he held the pill, and said to the other surviving brothers: "This is the pill given to us by Uncle Shi, why don't you hurry up and thank Uncle Shi." ”

"Thank you Uncle for the medicine. All the Taoist priests thanked them in unison.

Li Wenjun waved his hand indifferently and walked towards his courtyard in the Spirit Tree Temple.

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