The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Chu Fengge nodded upon hearing the words, and replied seriously: "Don't run."

She nodded, and as soon as she went out, the palace immediately became dark.Chu Fengge turned his head and saw the closed flower buds on the surrounding branches, thinking that when these flowers bloomed just now, soft white light radiated from them, illuminating the room as bright as day, and then felt a throbbing pain under his ribs, that's all, He barely sat cross-legged, deep in concentration.

On the other side, when Zhang Zhihe woke up again from the stillness of the tortoise's breath, his strong magic power circulated in his body, and found that except for the Lingtai of the Purple Mansion being still closed, his physical injuries had completely healed, and Restoring the Purple Mansion is not an easy task. It can only be done through long-term retreat or chance, but now time is running out, so we can only let it go.

He got up, patted the floating dust on his body, counted his fingers and found that he had spent a full month of healing this time, walked to the door, pressed against the wall, and wanted to know if Shen Zhongyu had woken up, but although this cave was in Wusang , very rudimentary, but not so rudimentary.He had no choice but to open the door on tiptoe, and found Shen Zhongyu sitting cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the room, saw Zhang Zhihe sticking his head out, opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhihe felt lighter in his heart, simply pushed open the door, walked up to him, sat down cross-legged, and said, "Sir."

Shen Zhongyu stretched her waist, then tilted her body again, stretched her legs and leaned on his knees, and said: "Now I am almost like when I first entered Yuanying, and I can go out and make a living." "Me too." Zhang Zhi He said, "However, I want to go all the way first to try my current performance of swordsmanship."

"Okay." Shen Zhongyu said, "I don't think it will be more than a hundred years. I probably haven't completely forgotten how to cast spells." When he was still in Yuanying, because of the accumulation of his previous life, he was already able to get out of the body, and he could barely do it. The spirit is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and the spells are cast by reading and moving. There are not many spells that require chanting spells.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe chuckled and said, "Sir, I will stand in front of you and let him recite the mantra slowly."

Hearing this, Shen Zhongyu stretched out her hand to hook his neck, leaned forward and kissed him.

In the country in the middle of Fujian in the South China Sea, there is Mount Guilin, and there are eight trees of Guilin on it. In the depths of the Guilin forest, there was no one else, but at this time, there is a small courtyard that is almost completely shrouded in white mist. The red walls and green tiles of the courtyard can be vaguely seen in the white mist.

And at this time, the courtyard door that had been closed all the time quietly opened, and two monks dressed in Taoist attire and long-sleeved robes walked out of it, naturally Shen Zhongyu and Zhang Zhihe.As soon as Shen Zhongyu came out, he saw the fragrance of osmanthus all over the mountains and plains, and couldn't help saying happily: "Come and see, it's so beautiful."

Zhang Zhihe walked up to him and took a closer look, just in time to see the osmanthus grove that was continuously reflected like a burning cloud when the sun was setting. Sensing the warning from heaven, Master must be safe for the time being. I don’t know where we are waiting to find him. Shen Zhongyu walked to the osmanthus tree, climbed down a sunny osmanthus, sniffed it carefully, then turned back to Zhang Zhihe and said: "I want to eat Jinyu Mantang, what about you?" The so-called Jinyu Mantang is actually egg fish, because after the eggs are fried, the color is golden, just like sweet-scented osmanthus, and the fish is as white as jade. Radiant, bright in color, it really is full of gold and jade.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe replied, "Okay, then I'll dig out two birds' eggs."

"Well, I'm going to catch fish."

But after a while, they had a small banquet under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. In addition to the gold and jade, there was also the young phoenix Huaizhu soup, which was actually the red date soup of pheasant cubs, and the dessert that Shen Zhongyu always carried with him.After eating and drinking, the two happily walked down the mountain along the direction of the river. After walking not far, they saw the roofs of the village under the moonlight.

When the two saw a child sitting under the pine tree at the head of the village, sitting bored and playing with grass stems, they couldn't help but look at each other. Zhang Zhihe said with a smile: "Mr. Something is wrong." How can a child run out of the village in the middle of the night?Judging from his cultivation, he should be a Nascent Soul, and this appearance is probably a personal preference.

Shen Zhongyu also stopped, pulled Zhang Zhihe's sleeve, and thought to himself, he was right in front of us blocking our way, could it be that Xiang Liu's supernatural powers had made great progress and sensed our arrival, so he specially put someone here to wait ?How can it be?If Xiang Liu had the ability to locate from a distance, they wouldn't have been so carefree these days.So this is a catastrophe?

But anyway, the little boy had seen them.That boy had red lips and white teeth, he looked very cute, but when he saw the two of them, he showed a sinister smile and shouted: "Zhao Wou-ki, can you escape by finding two scapegoats?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a heroic young man suddenly rushed from the village behind him, also a Nascent Soul cultivator, facing the wind with his sword, like a tiger descending a mountain, he charged straight at him.

The boy suddenly fell short, rolled down from the roots of the tree, and snapped his fingers. The soil on the surrounding ground turned into steam like boiling hot water, and a white mist rose from nowhere. The dark wind blew away all of a sudden, revealing the large formation that had been covering the ground.

This is actually a large formation composed of corpses, pale arms, bloody thighs forming the strokes of the formation, slender fingers forming the pattern of the formation, and heads forming the nodes of the formation.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Zhang Zhihe's face turned pale, his eyes seemed to be on fire, this person deserves to die!As soon as he thought of this, he raised his sword and jumped up. There was still about a hundred feet left, and he jumped up. The long sword fell, and the silver light was dazzling. Fall on top of the formation!

Seeing this, Shen Zhongyu immediately rushed up, measured the sky, and protected Zhang Zhihe's body with a clear light. Start at the edge and gradually eat into it.

Zhao Wou-ki suddenly saw these two people assisting in the battle, he was even more energetic, he shouted: "Two friends, I, Zhao Wou-ki, have made a deal!"

The boy never imagined that he was besieged by three Nascent Soul cultivators in just an instant. He gritted his teeth and raised a black banner with a hideous ghost face and black flames. It has grown to be eight feet tall, and at the same time, ghost fires loom around the black banner, and strange laughter spreads to everyone's ears, shaking their hearts.

Seeing this change, Zhang Zhihe naturally wouldn't advance recklessly, and stopped to hold on to his mind. The Shen Bi sword trembled in his hand, making sharp whistling sounds from time to time.Shen Zhongyu stepped forward, stood back to back with him, shook his hand, and motioned for her to attack.

Zhang Zhihe lived and died with him countless times, so naturally they had a tacit understanding, offering the two swords of Shen Bi and Jing Shan, encircling the two of them, splitting the wandering ghost head into strands of cloud, but the monster emanating from within The laughter was so harsh that it was almost impossible to focus on maintaining the current defense.In his mind, he thought of the Sutra of Qingjing often spoken by Taishang Laojun, and visualized the image of Taishang Laojun in his mind, all kinds of strange laughter were blocked out of his mind.

Shen Zhongyu finally finished the tactic at this time, the subduing demon seal was completed, fell into the formation, connected with the magic power, and directly abolished the entire formation. Once the formation that originally supported Hei Banan was destroyed, the boy stood in the formation as if he had been killed. Like a beautiful girl who is stripped naked.Zhang Zhihe saw this, the Shen Bi sword came out, the Ice Breaker sword fell, the world instantly felt like three winters, the cold wind was bleak, and the snow was flying, the snow blade directly cut the boy including the body and the Nascent Soul into pieces.

After the boy died, the black flag fell to the ground and the fog cleared.When Shen Zhongyu saw the dead bodies on the ground, he felt the smell of blood in his nostrils. He sighed, and when he raised his hand, the soil rolled and buried these bodies in the ground.Zhang Zhihe looked up and looked around, and found that Zhao Wuji, who had just shouted that he wanted to make friends, had disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but wondered: "Sir, did I accidentally kill that fellow Taoist just now?" "No." Shen Zhongyu said, "This Fellow Daoist Zhao seems to be very good at hiding. Let's go too."

Zhang Zhihe nodded when he heard the words, and left with Shen Zhongyu, leaving the black flag in place.

After waiting for nearly an hour, suddenly a black figure sprang out from the surrounding bushes, rushed to the black banner like a cheetah, and was about to stuff it into his sleeve, but at this moment, he was suddenly stunned. Stopped, turned back cautiously and saw the two Taoist priests who had left just now were standing behind him.

Shen Zhongyu looked down and saw Zhao Wuji who seemed to be stunned, smiled, and said, "Zhao Daoyou?"

Zhao Wuji swallowed his saliva, and said with a stiff smile: "Two fellow Taoists." But it was too late to say it, and it was soon, when he spoke, the black glow in his hand was like a poisonous snake, and he rushed towards Shen Zhongyu.Seeing this, Zhang Zhihe, who was standing next to him, lifted up the tip of his sword that was hanging down, and immediately threw Zao Wou-ki to the ground, and cut him open.

The black light collided with the clear light from the measuring ruler, and disappeared like snow in the fire in a blink of an eye.Shen Zhongyu looked at Zhao Wuji lying on the ground, wounded and bleeding all over the place, shook his head, and said, "Zhao Daoyou, is it not good to be alive?" Why are you in such a hurry to die?

Zhao Wuji felt that life was passing away with the blood, and looked at Shen Zhongyu eagerly, and pleaded tremblingly: "The two adults don't count the faults of the villain, I just been hunted down for a long time, and I have become a frightened bird. I..." Shen Zhongyu thought Thinking, with a flick of the ruler, clear light fell into Zao Wou-ki's body, stopped his bleeding, and the wound healed in an instant.But Zhao Wuji was even more terrified, because he felt that his magic power was completely imprisoned, just like a mortal, when he turned over, he kowtowed and begged for mercy: "You two have a lot..."

Shen Zhongyu waved his hand, interrupted him, sat down, and said, "Okay, let's ask, you answer. Don't try to lie, or you will know the consequences."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" After seeing the methods of these two people, Zhao Wuji naturally nodded his head and replied repeatedly, no matter how dare he do it again.