Taoist chanting

In broad daylight, the two of them are not worried about shocking the world when they use light energy to hurry on the road. There will be a lot of light energy on the rivers and lakes. As long as they don’t bump into pedestrians, and they don’t use it in the city or in crowded places in the town, it will be fine.

Zhang Wenfeng played with all his strength, barely keeping up with Fu Gujing's speed.

Fu Gujing deliberately slowed down a bit, and gave some tips on how to use Yuan Qi to increase speed.

There is a big difference between someone pointing and groping for yourself.

Zhang Wenfeng ran for twenty miles, and then he mastered the skills, and the speed increased a lot. Fu Gujing saw that the children could be taught, and gave some tips on how to use Yuan Qi in swordsmanship, boxing and other actual combat.

Immediately facing a fierce battle, he was afraid that he would not be able to take care of this brave fellow Daoist Zhang.

How much you can teach is counted, and how much you can comprehend is up to your own comprehension.

What Zhang Wenfeng lacked was these methods of using Yuan Qi's experience. Of course, he could explore them, but he needed time to accumulate them slowly. Master Xuanmu's exercise booklet was not detailed enough to cover everything.

When he arrived near Jiming Mountain, he gained a lot and was able to exert some magical effects of Yuan Qi in his body.

He also learned how to adjust the breath while rushing on the road, and supplement the loss of Yuan Qi along the way.

"Who? Stop..."

Behind the rock at the foot of the mountain flashed two men dressed in strong suits, armed with swords on alert, and reprimanded the two figures who came very fast.

"It's me, Fu Gujing. What about Master Wu and the others?"

Fu Gujing stopped and heard the faint sound of fighting coming from above, there was no need to ask any more questions, Master Wu and the others fought with the thief and said, "You guard the bottom, and find that the fish that slipped through the net should not escape. "

Before he finished speaking, he and Zhang Wenfeng had turned into two black shadows, leaping up the mountain.

"Hang the temporary jade plaque of the Daolu branch on your waist, and all those who hang the black iron plaque on the left waist are our own."

Fu Gujing didn't look back. After explaining, she turned abruptly to the west side of the mountain, and said, "Come here. The battle is fierce in the direction of the back mountain. It seems that this band of thieves has a lot of power. Don't let it go later."

Zhang Wenfeng hung the white jade tablet on his left waist while running at the fastest speed.

He had drawn his sword long ago and landed a few feet behind Fu Gujing without saying a word. He swung his sword in a vertical leap to cut off the branches and vines that were swept and beaten. He had to avoid the clumps of trees, which slowed him down slightly.

Hearing the sounds of roaring, screaming, and weapons colliding, he felt that the blood and hostility in his body were gradually rising, and he wanted to rush up to fight, and he was busy reciting the Qingxin formula silently in his heart.

After one time, the mood was calm and the whole person became unusually calm, and the perception seemed to be more acute.

Continue to chant the scriptures non-stop, and he stays that way when he needs to fight.

Eliminating evil is promoting goodness, and cultivating the mind is practicing.

Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!

Fu Gujing's speed suddenly accelerated, flashing more than ten feet from the gap between the trees, intercepting a middle-aged Taoist priest with disheveled hair rushing down from the back mountain.

"Ding dang" three urgent sounds, and a few moves in an instant, a sword pierced the left chest of the middle-aged Taoist priest whose face was terrified and was blocked by a thick tree, and he attacked without mercy.

Without pausing, he jumped like flying, chasing and killing a skinny old man who saw the situation was not good and went horizontally to the south.

When Zhang Wenfeng arrived, he saw the middle-aged Taoist priest sitting down slowly against the tree trunk, his eyes slackened, and blood gushing from his chest, obviously he was dead.

He couldn't catch up with Fu Gujing's speed. Seeing that the skinny old man was agile and brisk, he was no slower than Fu Gujing. He was sure that the other party was a cultivator in the qi qi realm. He judged that the old man must try his best to break through the mountain and escape .

He took a step ahead, and should be able to help, listening to the roars of the fighting on the mountain being scattered around, turning into a chase.

The Daolu Branch won a big victory, and the thieves fell apart.

Using the corner of his eye to notice the movement diagonally above, he ran down and his speed increased a lot.

Hearing a sudden "bang", the skinny old man smashed a dark green mist with his backhand, blocking the front of Fu Gujing, who was chasing after him. The human-shaped black figure threw itself out of the green mist that exploded.

The cries and howls of ghosts sounded, and the nearby forests suddenly became gloomy and cold.

"Puppet Demon!"

Fu Gujing was forced to slow down, the sword light was slightly bright, and he stabbed a few swords at the low-level evil ghost who was blocking his way.

This is an evil method that uses sorcery and soul sacrifice to refine evil spirits, and then uses paper figures to carry them, which can be used during the day.

It's a crooked way, and I don't know how many innocent lives have been killed.

By the time he killed the two evil ghosts and escaped the scattered poisonous fog, he had already been blocked for three or two breaths. The skinny old man had already taken the opportunity to turn and run down the mountain. Fu Gujing hurriedly shouted: "Be careful!"

He accelerated and hurried, and took out a talisman from his pocket with his left hand.

With Zhang Daoyou's unfamiliarity with the use of Yuan Qi, he could not stop the evil old man's three or two tricks.

The skinny old man held a dark rapier and shouted, "Death!"

Even a young child in the early stage of Qi Qi Realm dared to block his way, not knowing whether to live or die.

Slashing and slashing with his sword, he heard a strong wind breaking through the air a few feet away, and the black sword light slashed from above with a suffocating energy.

At the same time, Zhang Wenfeng raised his left palm, revealing the bronze gossip mirror, and after chanting the spell in his mouth, he shouted, "Go!"

A thin red light shot between the eyes of the startled skinny old man, much faster than the sword light.

For fear of not being powerful enough, he deliberately poured most of his Yuan Qi into the mirror.

After completing the sneak attack, he didn't care about using a raccoon walk, and regardless of the effect of his deliberate attack, he was like a civet cat, and he threw a dark brown rock on the right side of the observed ground, using both hands and feet, just like two raccoons. Roll, change direction and escape.

Do your best to obey the destiny.

He certainly wouldn't do the stupid thing of hitting a stone with a pebble.

"Crack...bang", there was a continuous sound of beating, the gravel flew around, and the trees were broken and knocked down the slope.

The skinny old man was furious, but he didn't expect a careless act, and he was plotted against by the juniors who were pretending to be pigs.

He has calculated the follow-up attack of a sword and slash, and the strength is used relatively enough.

On the premise of not preventing him from escaping, it is guaranteed that the two swords can hit the young man who is in the way, and will not kill him, so that the stronger player behind him must stop to rescue him and create conditions for him to escape smoothly.

He didn't expect such an unexpected turn of events, and he didn't have time to use magic protection in a hurry, he only had time to close his eyes, and then subconsciously shook his head to the left.

That soul-transforming light inspired by spells and Yuan Qi originally had some effect on low-level ghosts.

At this moment, the corner of his eye pierced into his eyes, and from the corner of his eye across the edge of his temple, the skin tingled a little.

This is nothing, as the saying goes, there is no room for half a grain of sand in the eye.

No matter how weak the light of the spell pierced into his eyes, the pain caused the old man to burst into tears, and his eyes were blurred.

When he escaped for his life, his body became unbalanced. He stumbled twice under his feet and almost tripped over the rugged rocks. He was extremely annoyed, and the black sword in his right hand slashed at the boy's position.

I wish I could tear that sinister boy out of cramps, and light the sky lantern with his soul.

The dog days are too cloudy, more than the shade of lime on the rivers and lakes.

Chapter 21

Seeing this, Fu Gujing was overjoyed, saving him from using a precious talisman, and secretly praised Zhang Daoyou for being clever and able to come up with such a clever move tailored to local conditions to help him block the old thief for a while.

He used the lightness spell to catch up with him, stabbed the old man's back with a sword, and changed other talismans in his hand.

Yuan Qi poured into the body of the sword, illuminating the dark forest to emit light.

The skinny old man lost his composure, his vision was blurred, and there were so many obstacles under his feet, he felt panicked.

He turned around to "Ding Dang" and took a few moves, and he suffered from sword injuries one after another. The two flame talismans exploded and he was in a hurry. After a few moves, he was stabbed to the ground, and the black sword in his hand was thrown aside.

Fu Gujing was not willing to kill a big fish, stunned the old man with one foot, and then used Yuan Qi to cut the pulse to make up a few times.

The old man's magic ability was not fully displayed, so he was captured alive.

Zhang Wenfeng turned a few feet away and escaped the old man to vent his anger and kill him without any injury. Except for the mud and sand on his clothes, when Fu Gujing restrained the old man, the corner of his mouth curved into an arc.

Who said that a decent Taoist priest can't use a sap stick to stumble and make dirty tricks?

I am kind, but why are you a thief!

In his eyes, all moves that can knock down opponents are good moves.

He saw two blood-stained young Taoist priests fleeing from the mountain. There was no black iron plate on their waists. Looking at their movements, he could tell that they were not monks. It's too far to watch.

Say hello to Fu Gujing: "I'll come."

His feet were brisk, he held his sword horizontally to intercept it, and beat the Reservoir Dogs.

Fu Gujing pulled out a short black rope with a thick finger from between the belts, twisted it into three strands and turned it into a long rope, neatly tied the skinny old man in a coma into a zongzi, and removed the old man's chin and limb joints so that he could even Even if you wake up, you won't be able to take the poison, let alone harm people.

Time is running out, how can we take into account a detailed body search, everything is about quick results.

He held the rope on the old thief's back like a bundle of straw, and followed Zhang Wenfeng in the direction of chasing and killing the fleeing thief.

He was a little worried, in case Fellow Daoist Zhang encountered a formidable guy rushing down from the mountain, he might not be able to deal with it.

When he rushed out of the chaotic stone forest, the battle over there was over, and two lay dead and one injured under the tree.

Fu Gujing gave Zhang Wenfeng a thumbs up to Zhang Wenfeng, who was retracting his sword. This brother acted resolutely, handled it properly, and learned quickly. When encountering such two acquired thieves, the first thing he must do is to do his best to kill him. , don't think about staying alive or anything.

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will suffer a big loss because of his care. The skinny old thief in his hand is a ready-made example, and he has suffered a careless blood loss.

When a lion fights a rabbit, it pays attention to one-hit kills.

After killing the chickens to warn the monkeys, the second one can consider staying alive and have the energy to deal with them.

Zhang Wenfeng also responded with a thumbs up, brother, you teach well.

The hunt around the hillside is coming to an end.

The hands of the Daolu Branch merged in twos and threes, either carrying the corpse or grasping the bound mouth.

They are officials, and the opponent is a thief. Their mentality and momentum are different, and they have an advantage in strength.

This is not a battle of the rivers and lakes in the storytelling, even if the two sides are similar in skill, they will see life and death in a few rounds.

The thieves on the weaker side were defeated like a mountain, and no one would do the stupid thing of desperately covering their companions' escape, which led to a disastrous situation where they obviously had the strength to fight, but they were about to collapse.

Yun Qiuhe, who was wearing a men's black strong suit, saw Zhang Wenfeng, who had lost his bamboo hat while rolling, and stood in the middle of the mountain and raised his hand to greet her, then dropped a stunned guy in her hand, and let the people behind pick it up. rise.

She jumped down and flew down, with some blood splattered on her clothes, and said with a smile, "You're here too, aren't you hurt?"

She saw that Zhang Wenfeng was in a mess, covered with traces of dirt and moss, and his robe was scratched in several places.

"It's okay, it's not hurt."

Zhang Wenfeng slapped the mud and sand on his body, his only new Taoist robe was scrapped, and his teeth hurt from laughing.

Fu Gujing came over to pick up the conversation: "Fortunately, Daoyou Zhang took the shot in time and blocked the old thief with all his strength, and almost didn't tell the old thief to run away."

Yun Qiuhe's beautiful eyes widened. She knew the old man. The skinny old man escaped from her. Her strength was very good. , the overall situation is the most important, and the other two thieves cultivators will be taken down with all their strength.

This is the tacit understanding between Headmaster Wu and Senior Brother Fu.

I just didn't expect that Daoyou Zhang was so powerful that he had such a little cultivation. He dared to stop the skinny old man who was desperately escaping by himself, and he was not injured.

"Don't listen to Fellow Daoist Fu bragging about putting gold on my face, he's coaxing you, didn't you see me make you so embarrassed?"

Zhang Wenfeng sorted out the expression on his face, denied it with a smile, and briefly explained the matter.

There's nothing to hide, everyone is happy after the victory, and it's harmless to joke around.

He was thinking about the reward for meritorious deeds after the war, and he should also get a share of the pie. He could no longer wear a Taoist robe and travel, and his money was tight, and cultivators also had to eat.

The stipends for loose workers have to be received at the beginning of next month.

He could not move the money that he was going to use to buy the calf.

Yun Qiuhe gave Senior Brother Fu a roll of eyes. She has a good impression of Daoyou Zhang. She is about the same age as her. It is only through the use of his painting skills that he realizes that Zhang Guanzhu is deeply hidden.

She smiled and said: "It's really fortunate that you have helped, otherwise, the case will not be completed if you get rid of a thief in the late stage of Qi Qi realm. Let's go, let's go up the mountain, the Principal Wu and the others are waiting on the mountain to interrogate the thief on the spot. Strange, how come so many demons gather in this small place?"

She didn't see it either, grabbing the two guys on the ground, dead and dizzy, and brought them to her hands.

Yesterday, she touched such a disgusting white zombie with her own hands, and now she is fighting to see blood again, she doesn't feel any discomfort.

Monks have a firm mind and must learn to adapt to any environment.

Zhang Wenfeng walked with Fu Gujing with empty hands, and the three went up to the top of the mountain talking and laughing.

There is a semi-old Taoist temple in the middle of the top of the mountain with a scale similar to the Xianling Temple. The three characters "Shengzhi Temple" are written on the plaque. There is no signature. The Taoist temple is surrounded by ancient trees. Many were built.

On the bluestone field in front of Shengzhi Temple, there are two piles of men and women. The pile on the left is dead, lying on the ground with mutilated blood dripping everywhere. On the right is the thief who was injured and stunned or surrendered to the ground.

Wu Ganping is assigning people to treat the wounded on his side, and also arranges a few people to stop the bleeding of the thief and the wounded. There are also a few corpses neatly placed, covered with white cloth, which is obviously a companion who died in the Daolu Branch.

Seeing Zhang Wenfeng and Fu Gujing coming together, Wu Ganping was not surprised.

This group of thieves offended Zhang Guanzhu, and Zhang Guanzhu also slaughtered the thieves, the two sides have already formed a big relationship, it is impossible to resolve it, it is reasonable for Zhang Guanzhu to come to protect himself.

He didn't expect the thief to be so powerful. In the brief letter to Fu Gujing, he didn't specially invite Guanzhu Zhang.