Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1063 Meet and explore
The star of chaos is unreasonable, Que Shaofan laughed at himself, swung his bamboo stick, and slashed at him. Anyone who can be arrogant here is not an idiot. He Buping raised his knife to block, and he was evenly matched.

The Crescent Moon Knife in He Buping's hand was imitated from a sacred treasure of Dingtian Palace - the Qinglong Crescent Moon Knife.

Que Shaofan's gaze was fixed, "It is said that Ding Tianzun used Qinglong Yanyue Saber in one hand and Spring and Autumn Saber in one hand, which can be called peerless. I don't know how much you descendants have learned."

He Buping became irritable. When the Dingtian Palace was destroyed, all the disciples who inherited the Spring and Autumn Sword Art died, countless treasures were missing, and the surviving disciples just created a similar-looking exercise based on memory. Isn’t he Are you mocking yourself? !

"Go to hell!" Qiandao Daoliu spun away like a tornado, and the surrounding stalls and buildings were all torn apart. Que Shaofan pursed his lips and handed out the bamboo stick in his hand, which easily broke up the terrifying attack.

He Buping was startled, he slashed across his shoulders and back, making the majestic momentum of this saber move to the extreme.

However, Que Shaofan looked slender, and he was a prodigal son, but he was really a fierce and cruel master. He used a bamboo stick to overwhelm the mountains, forcing He Buping's momentum. To the seam.

After a few moves, He Buping's heart went cold. His saber technique originally talked about quick slashing, suppressing and beheading the opponent with absolute momentum and strength, but now the situation is completely reversed!

Que Shaofan saw a trace of timidity in him, the bamboo stick swept across, the sound of breaking the air was intercepted by the Yanyue knife, he retreated, connected shoulders, circled his back, and slashed!
At first glance, He Buping saw that his moves were a bit familiar, and his body had spontaneously held the knife in both hands to block, but he didn't expect that the force from the bamboo stick was dozens of times stronger than before, and when his arms sank, he would stabilize his lower body.

Que Shaofan's offensive was not over yet, the bamboo stick picked up the opponent's weapon, and then swept across, directly smashing He Buping into the restaurant by the street, and the diners inside ran out in shock.

He Buping's ribs were broken by the stick, but he was also bloody, and with a smear of blood on the corner of his mouth, he sucked the Crescent Knife back into his hand.

He was aroused, and Que Shaofan was not someone who would stop at nothing, "If you lose, just lie down obediently!"

The bamboo stick danced and smashed the person back to the ground.

"I won't lose!" He Buping stepped forward, jumped up, and swung the Moon Saber fiercely.

The outcome is clear, Zhan Changfeng gradually shifted his gaze to the surrounding onlookers, and then retracted his gaze after a while, looking for someone to really look for a needle in a haystack.

But after spending so long, she also knows that the brokers in the station are indeed strong players in buying and selling news, but they can sometimes deceive people. Generally speaking, you can try to find some breakthroughs from them.

"Fellow Daoist." A fat, white, bearded monk suddenly approached her and whispered, "Can you come to the side to talk?"

Zhan Changfeng paused slightly, walked into the alley with no one on the side, "What's the matter with you?"

"So-and-so, Cheng You, to tell you the truth, I have been paying attention to fellow daoist for a long time, and I am very convinced of the strength of fellow daoist." Cheng You observed Zhan Changfeng's expression, and seeing that she didn't express much, he continued, "I Together with the other three, we are forming a team to explore the hidden treasures of an ancient tomb that has not yet been discovered, and we want fellow Taoists to join us."

"I don't touch the tomb." Zhan Changfeng left after returning, but was stopped by Cheng You, who didn't care whether she was making excuses or really tabooed the tomb, and quickly said, "Fellow Taoist, think again, strictly speaking, it It's not a tomb, it's similar to an inheritance site left over from ancient times. It exists for the purpose of choosing energy. I can't disclose more. If you are interested, go to Yixin Street tomorrow at noon. There is a crooked neck tree in front of the door. Let’s talk about it in detail.”

"Everyone is a spirit seal monk, and the few people who are already in the detective team are also well-known. You should come and find out the situation first, and then discuss whether it will be successful or not."

Cheng finished speaking quickly, and before she could reply, he bowed his hands and said goodbye.

He disappeared into the crowd, and appeared in a private room of a restaurant after a while. There was an old man with disheveled hair and a tattered body, eating a big cake, and some white bones wearing a pink coat made of peach blossom miasma, smoking dry cigarettes.

"At any rate, I delivered the message. It's up to him if he comes or not." He gulped down a pot of water, his snow-white belly tore his clothes and popped out, and he collapsed comfortably in the chair, "just to be on the safe side , let’s find another person, the one who can play bamboo sticks is not bad.”

An ethereal and coquettish voice came from the side of the bones, "Zhang Wu went to make contact."

"That's good, save me running around."

Zhan Changfeng's spiritual sense followed him to the restaurant without a trace, but was blocked by the special restriction on the private room.

She twirled the moon god on her finger, turned around and transformed into a monk with a spiritual seal, and entered the station.

"Zou Congee, come over and have a chat."

Zou Congee suddenly heard a strange monk call his name, thinking that he was introduced by an acquaintance, and obediently followed her to the side.

"I just had news from a friend that one of my enemies has also come in in the past two years. I want you to help me find him. Can you do it?"

"Is there a picture of the name?"

"He wields a knife, and his name is Zhao Xuan, but it doesn't rule out that he changes his name and surname to make him look different."

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Zou Congee made a bitter face, "I said brother, you are too abstract."

"Have you left a portrait of every spirit seal monk who entered this place?"

"Where, how can we keep that kind of thing, how about it, brother, I will work hard and find it first, but the price"

"It's easy to discuss." Zhan Changfeng threw him a storage bag, "This is the deposit, and I will double it if I find it. If you really can't find it, help me give me the information of all the new monks in the past two years. I."

Zou Congee's eyes circled, and he seemed to be a well-informed person. They even knew that they had recorded everyone's portraits, but this was unacceptable, so it was tacit, "At most one month, whether you can find it or not." I will give you an answer, and you will come back to me in a month."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Zhan Changfeng expected that he would not bear fruit for himself so quickly, so he went to the crooked neck tree at noon the next day. There was a vermilion door next to it, as if sensing her arrival, it opened by itself.

"Hahaha fellow daoist is here, let's go into the house and chat." Cheng You stood in the yard and led her into the house, "Let me introduce you, this is the bone girl Yu Shu. It's the crazy old man."

The crazy old man was still gnawing on the pancakes.

The bones called Yu Shu spit out a circle of smoke, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Zhan Changfeng bowed his head in salute, and Cheng You interrupted heartily, "Daoist friend, if you want to say your real name, say your real name, and if you want to give a pseudonym, then give a pseudonym. Let's just recognize the code name."

He has said everything, what else can Zhan Changfeng say, without expression, "If you don't mind, you can call me Mr. Feng. I have made a living by teaching others in recent years."

Yu Shu let out a series of ethereal laughter, and leaned towards Zhan Changfeng, the peach blossom dress was fluttering like a dream, "Mr.'s lightning method is very powerful, won't it be very fierce to teach students~"

Zhan Changfeng gently brushed off the white bone claws that were about to touch, with a gentle smile, "Yes."

"Okay." Yu Shu withdrew her aching slender hand, and didn't provoke her anymore. She was able to hurt her thousand-year-old bones, and she was indifferent to the peach blossom miasma that lured people to death. It was really fierce. .

Cheng asked at the right time, "How are you thinking, fellow Taoist, why don't you sit down and talk?"

(End of this chapter)