Chapter 3o7 Firewood Burst Chrysanthemum

Li Wenjun came out of the bathtub unhurriedly, and as soon as he reached out to take off his clothes from the screen, he heard the group of shouting people rushing into the courtyard.

"Isn't this the kid who gave us a beating just now, and how did he get here?" said one of them, looking surprised.

"Do you need to ask? There must be a hidden concubine in this. This little Taoist priest is a ** seed, he is not good at cultivating, but he is playing with a golden house. Come, let's see what kind of beautiful woman is hidden in this?" the other chimed in.

"Get out of here, y'all. Zhu Feng jumped out and stood in front of these people.

"Rabbit cub, get out of the way, don't disturb the interest of the masters, otherwise we will have to block your concubine's face and explode your chrysanthemums later." ”

"The good dog doesn't get in the way, he dares to stand in our way, it seems that he is impatient. Don't be stunned, beat him. ”

Suddenly, Zhu Feng's screams rang out.

Li Wenjun got dressed and opened the door, and now three or four immortal cultivators were surrounding Zhu Feng, who was struggling left and right, you kick him, I will beat him with a punch. The cultivation realm of these people is higher than Zhu Feng, and Zhu Feng is not their opponent at all.

Li Wenjun touched the ground on his toes, and the whole person moved like a wild horse on the loose, and instantly came behind these people, and with a big hand, he slapped towards the back of the head of one of the immortal cultivators.

These immortal cultivators had actually noticed Li Wenjun a long time ago, but they deliberately ignored him, and were ready to clean up Zhu Feng and teach Li Wenjun a lesson, but they all thought of Li Wenjun too simply, and they didn't expect Li Wenjun's degree to be so fast, and before they could react, one of them let Li Wenjun slap him fiercely.

It was as if the man had been hit on the head with a hammer, and as soon as his eyes were dark, he fell to the ground.

Li Wenjun was unstoppable, continued to perform the wind and thunder footwork, and continued to fan several other immortal cultivators with his hand.

None of them had Li Wenjun's degree, and there was no way to dodge, so they were hit one after another.

Just listen to a few snaps, and every time you slap down, someone will be stunned by the fan.

Zhu Feng looked at the fierce Li Wenjun in a daze, his eyes overflowing with gratitude and admiration. Uncle Shi seems to have gotten more powerful after being in retreat for so long.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you find some ropes? If I'm not mistaken, there's a firewood room next to it? Go find me some dry wood. Li Wenjun commanded.

Zhu Feng didn't know what Li Wenjun was going to do, so he just got up in a hurry and hurriedly went to the courtyard next to him to get firewood and rope.

Li Wenjun pointed at Zhu Feng and instructed him to let him tie up these people, and then instructed: "Sharpen these dry firewoods, and then stab them into their "piyan" and burst their chrysanthemums." ”

Zhu Feng was dumbfounded, and let out an "ah" cry in surprise.

Li Wenjun glared at Zhu Feng and scolded: "Something that has no interest." Didn't these bastards just now shout that they want to explode your chrysanthemums? Let's treat others the way we do, lest others always think that we are easy to bully. ”

Only then did Zhu Feng know that Li Wenjun was angry with him, and hurriedly said: "Thank you uncle, I'll blow up their chrysanthemums." ”

Zhu Feng picked up a piece of firewood the thickness of an adult's arm, sharpened it with a firewood knife, pulled out the pants of an immortal cultivator, aimed it at his ass and inserted it fiercely.

The firewood is hard and dry, and there are thorns on it, and the point is that it is too thick, and it is not pleasant to insert it there. The man was originally unconscious, but at this interval, there was an earth-shattering scream, which was ten thousand times more tragic than the cry of the donkey.

Leaving behind the one who had already burst the chrysanthemum, Zhu Feng went to insert another person's chrysanthemum. With Li Wenjun on his side to support him, this little Taoist priest who was careful in everything he did also became unscrupulous.

Soon, several immortal cultivators who were besieging Zhu Feng just now let Zhu Feng burst the chrysanthemums with firewood, and they were lying on the ground in pain, with a wooden peg on their backs behind their buttocks, and they couldn't roll in pain, because the wooden pegs would trip them.

Li Wenjun casually took out a few four-grade talismans and handed them to Zhu Feng, and instructed: "You watch them here, if there are other people in the view, let them stay here and don't leave, with these talismans I gave you, no one can touch you." ”

Zhu Feng didn't expect Li Wenjun to give him such a precious talisman, and his gratitude to Li Wenjun rose to a new level. It is no exaggeration to say that if he were asked to choose between Li Wenjun and Master Yueci Daoren at this time, he would not hesitate to choose to follow Li Wenjun.

Zhu Feng suddenly remembered something and said, "Master, the leader of this group has a big snake, and he eats whatever he sees." Marshal Kang is at the stable, you should go and have a look. ”

Li Wenjun's face changed slightly, his divine sense swept through the entire Spirit Tree Temple, and he quickly found Marshal Kang. Marshal Kang was not in the stable at this time, and his condition was very dangerous.

There is a dragon and tiger hall in the Lingshu Temple, and there is a square behind this hall, which is the place where the Quanguan Taoist priests carry out collective activities, and in normal times, the disciples will also practice martial arts here. On the north side of the square, there are steps that gradually go up, on the steps is the January platform, and then to the north of the platform, is the Zixiao Palace, which is the best building built by the Spirit Tree Temple.

At this moment, a disciple of the Spirit Tree Temple in the square behind the hall could not see it, and in the square, there was a big snake confronting a dangkang beast.

On the platform, a Bai Dao man sat on a Taishi chair, and on his left hand stood a rather generous young man, dressed in a purple robe, with a graceful demeanor, and behind the two of them, there were several immortal cultivators. This group of people is obviously Bai Dao and Zi Pao.

Bai Daoren is a well-deserved leader in this line of people, he comes from the Lotus Cave of Qingmeng Mountain, is the second cave master of the Lotus Cave, the peak of the early foundation building period, that is, the master of the peak of the third layer of the foundation building period, his name is Yan Jiahui.

The one standing next to him was named Zhou Jiashun, who was a master of cultivating immortals in the Great Perfection realm during the Qi cultivation period, and was one of the second-generation disciples of the Lotus Cave, and the other disciples generally called him "Senior Brother".

"Second uncle, senior brother, you see that this dangkang beast is fat and strong, with black hair and black oil, it must be delicious. Now our holy beast has a mouthful. An immortal cultivator in his thirties standing behind the two of them said flatteringly.

Yan Jiahui nodded, turned his head sideways and said to Zhou Jiashun: "Jiashun, you are doing a very good job." The black-veined giant snake is the holy beast of our lotus cave, I remember that it used to be always sick and listless, but now it is alive and vigorous, and its appetite is also difficult, which shows that you have put a lot of effort into it. Entrusting the black-veined giant snake to your care, I really didn't choose the wrong person. ”

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