longevity road trip

There are more than one foot wounds on the stomachs of these yellow bull demons, and blood is still oozing from the wounds from time to time.

And the old man turned his hand and took out a black square stone seal, holding a few light green talismans in one hand, and was looking around vigilantly.

The middle-aged man didn't delay, he took out a long sword, and neatly cut several wounds on each of these yellow bull monsters. Suddenly, the flesh rolled up, and the bright red blood continued to flow out from the wounds. one place.

He took out another white jade vial, unscrewed the cork, poured a few drops of the demon-attracting liquid on the wounds of the ox, and then waved his sleeve, sending the smell of blood and the scent of the demon-attracting liquid towards the woods.

After finishing these, the two immediately flew up the imperial weapon and headed towards the spirit boat.

After returning to the spirit boat, the cultivator who operated the spirit boat pinched a few formulas extremely skillfully, a white mist suddenly dispersed, wrapped the spirit boat like a cloud, and disappeared whereabouts.

It's just that the flying boat is in the mid-air, so this move seems a little abrupt, but the man-made traces of the chained scalper are even more obvious.

From the point of view of this group of people, if even a bait like the ox demon can lure the monster python out, then the demon spirit must not be very smart, and naturally it will not be able to find them miles away.

And if the demon python can withstand the smell of blood and the lure liquid, then the demon's spiritual wisdom has already been greatly enlightened, maybe it is at the late stage of the second level, then it is not something they can match.

In the face of such monsters, as long as they are a little careless, they may all be left behind.

Hunting monsters is an adventure, especially for such a small family, if you are not extremely careful, you may be swallowed by the monsters during a certain time of hunting monsters.

"The weight of Thousand Illusion Drunken Grass is correct." The old man asked while staring at the front.

"Elder, don't worry, I stuffed the Thousand Illusory Drunken Grass in the belly of the bull demon myself, and each head contained three catties. Once the demon python swallows the bull demon, it will be considered as two pieces of meat when it digests it. For a monster in the middle stage, this amount can also make it drunk to death for three days. But if it is in the late stage of the second stage, then we don’t know how effective the medicine will be? We haven’t hunted down that kind of monster yet, so we don’t know yet.” The monk in blue said.

"That's good, let's not talk about these things, right now the demon python is still in this island." The old man Bai Shisheng said.

This Thousand Illusory Drunken Grass is a kind of spiritual grass that was accidentally bred by a planter in their family. It was originally intended to be used to make wine, but one time, the Bai family discovered that several low-level demons raised by the family The beast, after eating the lees, was drunk to death for several days.

The master planter spent another 30 to [-] years, and after generations of cultivation, he finally obtained a spirit grass that can even intoxicate a second-order monster, and named it Qianhuanzui.

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Chapter 735 The tacit understanding of the small family

Before the old man finished speaking for a long time, the trees suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, a red-eyed demon python with black scales and the thickness of a bucket at its waist swam out of the forest, and immediately rolled up one of the demon snakes with yellow bulls, causing dust to rise all over the place.

The demon python opened its upper and lower jaws, and bit the bull's head with one bite. With the squirm of its muscles, it only took a moment or so to swallow the whole bull demon into its belly.

Then it didn't even look at the other three ox demons, turned around and ran back into the forest.

The members of the Bai family on the flying boat in the distance were all excited when they saw the monster python swallow the scalper mixed with Qianhuan drunk without any precaution.

"Wait for it to digest in a few more hours, and we will start immediately when the sun rises tomorrow morning. At that time, you two, Guangrun and Guangxiang, will stay on the flying boat to meet him, and we will go over." The old man Bai Shisheng ordered.

Everyone in the Bai family nodded.

It was already noon before, and as the time passed, it soon became dusk and the night dispersed.

The silver rabbit jumps into the sky, and the distance is like a brocade.

Several monks in the late stage of Qi refining of the Bai family took turns to control the flying boat to maintain the operation of the formation, while the two foundation building monks of the Bai family meditated and recharged their energy.

Amidst the sound of the waves, there was nothing to say all night.

In the twinkling of an eye, the night was fading away, and during Yinmao's communication, the two foundation cultivators of the Bai family opened their eyes tacitly, nodded to each other, and then envoyed the magic weapon, and brought five family Qi refining monks, towards the Fly to the small island ahead.

After the group of people landed on the island, they took advantage of the faint light between the sky and the earth to turn left and right along the traces left by the monster python when it walked through. Not long after, when the sun was rising on the sea, everyone found the place where the monster python was hiding. That deep cave.

They stood at the upper air outlet, covered their tracks and aura with talismans, and observed carefully.

And in a temporary cave not far from the island, Zhang Shiping was slowly refining two high-grade fire-attribute spirit stones in his hand by means of a bronze lamp.

"The spirit grass used by these juniors has never been seen before, but it's not bad to be able to intoxicate a mid-level second-stage demon python!" Zhang Shiping closed his eyes and thought.

Since the members of the Bai family flew towards the small island, their every move has been completely investigated by Zhang Shiping's spiritual sense, even the Thousand Illusory Drunken Spirit Grass hidden in the belly of the Yellow Bull Demon is no exception.

However, this kind of elixir also has some disadvantages. If he hadn't slightly damaged the spirit of the demon python and greatly reduced its intelligence, then this little trick of bait would hardly be effective.

After all, monster beasts on land are usually more intelligent than those sea beasts of the same level.

But this kind of spiritual grass is also not suitable for sea beasts, except because of the larger size of sea beasts.

There is another reason, that is, even if the sea beasts swallow this spirit grass and become drunk, they will only sink into the bottom of the sea, and will not float up and be slaughtered by others!

Everyone in the Bai family was extremely careful. First they set up a magic circle not far from the entrance of the cave, and then the monks in the late stage of Qi refining sacrificed a few magic talismans, which turned into more than ten brown-yellow soil arrows several feet long, and stretched towards the cave. out of the lasing away.

After each round of shooting, these cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining looked at the dark hole like birds in shock, while the other two foundation cultivators of the Bai family had already sacrificed their magic weapons and were waiting in line.

It's just that after three consecutive rounds of earth arrows shot, there was no movement in the cave.

Seeing this, the younger Foundation Establishment cultivator next to the old man immediately wiped the storage bag at his waist and took out a puppet that was only at the early stage of Qi refining.

As soon as those Qi refining monks saw the puppet, they stopped urging the talisman.

Under the manipulation of the foundation-building cultivator of the Bai family, the puppet slowly walked into the cave, and every time it walked a short distance, it threw out the moonstone used for lighting in its hand, or fell to the ground, Or embedded in the mountain wall.

After going back and forth like this several times, the Bai family used the hands of puppets to brighten up the cave.

Therefore, everyone also saw clearly the motionless monster python in the innermost part of the cave.

"Did you die?" a Qi refining cultivator of the Bai family said in surprise.

The old man didn't speak, he used the moonstone's light, and cast his spiritual eyes, observed for a while, and then walked in cautiously with his sword.

Looking at the monster python, he stopped every step he took.

When the distance between the two was shortened to seven or eight feet, he suddenly threw out the long sword in his hand, and only heard the flying sword humming, it turned into a white light and flew towards the monster python .

In the blink of an eye, Feijian pierced through the monster python seven inches, the long sword sank into the flesh and blood, leaving only the hilt.

Then the foundation-building cultivator behind the old man also sacrificed a green blade and pierced it into the triangular head of the monster python.

Of course, the old man didn't really stab the flying sword into the monster python at a distance of seven inches from the head.

The heart of a normal-sized snake is about seven inches away, but this demon python is seven or eight feet long, so the heart is naturally much higher than seven inches, but monks still use the convention to call the vital point of snakes seven inches.

The two foundation cultivators of the Bai family breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Feijian had pierced two vital points of the demon python.

After all, no matter how tenacious the vitality of the monster is, if the two vital organs are severely injured, at most it is just a dying struggle.

The drunken monster python was suffering from pain, and seemed to be waking up again, the two immediately summoned flying swords, a white light flashed, the monster python's head had been severed, and stinky blood sprayed all over the ground.

At this moment, the monster python's body is still twisting instinctively.

However, as time went by, the twisting force became smaller and smaller, and finally there was no movement at all.

"Come in and tidy up." The old man said, and his voice spread outside the cave.

After hearing the sound, the qi refining monks who were watching at the entrance of the cave immediately walked in. These people saw the monster python with its head separated from its body, and their faces were full of joy.

The old man took off the storage bag at his waist, opened the bag, and faced the boa constrictor.

He channeled his mana, and a suction force gushed out from the storage bag, and the monster python's head and body were reduced from large to small, and submerged into it.

And those cultivators in the later stages of Qi refining cleaned up their caves neatly.

One of them packed up all the bones of monsters and human monks in the cave, not letting any of them go.

The other carefully dug out a few vintage snakeweeds from the hole.

The young foundation-building monk collected all the broken instruments in the cave and the storage bags of the victimized monks.

As for the old man, he was still paying attention to the wind and grass around him, in case there were other monks at the last moment, and he would catch them by surprise while they were relaxing.

After a while, everyone left the island decisively after cleaning up the war profits.

But not long after these people left, on a slightly higher hill on the small island, Zhang Shiping looked indifferently at the direction where the flying boat disappeared.

Chapter 736 Bi Yu's Whereabouts

In this humble little family or sect, he seemed to see what the Zhang family looked like when they were in Baiyuan Mountain.

He was still in the clan at that time, and the Zhang family only had two foundation cultivators, the elderly elder Zhang Qiyue, the patriarch Zhang Huaiyu at the time, and several elders who were in the later stage of Qi refining. But not much better.

After reminiscing for a while, Zhang Shiping put away his miscellaneous thoughts, turned around and disappeared.

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Time flies, and three years have passed in a flash.

In the Zhang Family School in the Chongling Mountains in Binhai City, an old man in a Confucian shirt was walking back and forth between the desks holding a ruler in his hand.

There are more than [-] children in the hall, holding brushes, dangling on the rice paper, writing big characters.

"The cloud is against the rain, the snow is against the wind, and the evening photo is against the clear sky. Laihong is against the going swallow, and the old bird is against the singing insect. The three-foot sword, the six-jun bow, the north of the mountain is against the east of the river. The palace of clear heat in the world, and the palace of light and cold in the sky. Both sides of the strait The willows are green at dawn, and the apricot blossoms are red in the spring rain in a garden. The wind and frost on the temples are the tourists who go early on the journey; the misty rain is the old man who fishes late by the stream."

These children only wrote down this paragraph of Mongolian Xuewen, and then filled the huge rice paper.

After the old man saw that all the children had finished writing, he walked out of the school corridor and gently shook the copper bell.

Bells, bells...

The crisp bell sounded into the distance.

As soon as the children in the school heard the sound, although they were still kneeling on the futons, they couldn't hold back the excitement on their faces, and their minds were already outside.

Not far away, Zhang Shiping and Zhang Tianwu were sitting and drinking tea in a bamboo pavilion. The sound of the bell and the sound of the wind came to their ears.

"The monkeys are out of class, how is Tianming's studies?" Zhang Shiping said with a smile.

"Fair." Zhang Tianwu said.

Zhang family disciples naturally don't need to be like secular students, studying day and night for the sake of scientific examinations to become officials.

Therefore, the school only opened for the first half of the day, and what these blank children only learned were some elementary articles and common sense in practice, and the remaining half of the day was used for them to exercise their muscles and bones and soak in medicinal baths.

"Academically, although they are not required to know all the classics, they can't be ignored. You go and call the lecturer." Zhang Shiping ordered the servants outside the pavilion.

"Yes, Patriarch." The servant outside the pavilion bowed and said.

After answering the words, the servant immediately performed his lightness kung fu, striding several feet away in one step, he walked towards the school like the wind.

Such a skill is also a top figure in the secular world, comparable to a master and the like.

But this is just some children in the Zhang family who don't have spiritual roots and turn to practice martial arts.

Soon the servant came to the school, the old man in Confucian shirt was walking along the book case, looking over one by one, seeing that there were occasional mistakes on the rice paper, he circled it with a pen.

After a while, he read all the articles.

"Tianyu, what's the matter?" The old man looked up and saw the servant at the door, and asked.

"The ancestor is listening to Songting, calling you over!" Zhang Tianyu said.

"Ancestor is here?" The old man was surprised, but he had learned a lot in nourishing his energy through studying for many years, and then his face regained his composure, and he walked quickly with the servant.

After walking three or five miles of mountain paths, the old man and the servant had arrived outside Tingsong Pavilion.

"Wen Shao pays homage to the two patriarchs!" The old man bowed and said with meticulous etiquette.

"Come in, sit down." Zhang Shiping said.

Zhang Wenshao hesitated for a while, then walked into the pavilion and sat down.

"Taste it, this tea is good." Zhang Shiping said, he poured a cup of tea casually, put it in front of the old man, and filled the teacup in front of Zhang Tianwu.

The old man quickly thanked him. After all, the person in front of him was the patriarch of the family. Although he looked young, he was over 320 years old, much older than him.

Then he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Entering the spirit tea, an extremely pure spiritual energy nourished Zhang Wenshao's old body, and this man suddenly glowed with glory.

"How is the children's studies now?" Zhang Shiping asked.

"Today I teach a total of 26 children. Among them, Tianming, Tianhan, Tianyao, and Tianjing are the most outstanding. They have already begun to learn elementary school, and they have the ability of photographic memory." Zhang Wenshao responded.

"Well, it's good to teach. But those pedantic concepts of ignorance, loyalty, filial piety, don't talk about it, understand?" Zhang Shiping said.

"This is natural." Zhang Wenshao said, although he is from Zhang Guo, but he has read a lot of truths through the depths of his studies.

These children of the main line will be monks in the future, which are different from ordinary Zhang family disciples.

After Zhang Shiping finished explaining, he chatted with this secular scholar of the Zhang family, from which he also learned more or less about the current situation in Zhang State.

After nearly 200 years of inheritance, the successive monarchs of Zhang Guozhong have worked hard to govern, and some have been incompetent. However, because of the existence of the monks of the Zhang family, there is no such thing as the so-called power and authority, and there are no those who can really influence the court. family.

Generally speaking, Zhang Guomin's life is still quite clear, and the people can at least live on.