Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

The Five Races Alliance did not expect the situation to take a turn for the worse, so naturally everyone looked bad.Yuan Chengzi threw away the corpse in his hands and strode forward, with sword lights flashing under his feet, he lifted him into the air like an iron tower in front of the cultivators who came to rescue him, and said angrily: "The magic gun will destroy the world, the building will collapse, Don't you hear that there are no eggs under the nest? You don't distinguish between right and wrong, and you don't know the severity. You just want to help the tyrant and abuse it for your own selfishness. It's ridiculous to be so stupid! You are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword of the Changchun School!"

Yuan Chengzi Jindan late stage, half a step away from Yuanying, but a little short of fire, these few reprimands were full of sword intent, sonorous like spring thunder breaking through the clear sky, shaking the clouds away, revealing the scorching golden sun.Dozens of weak people couldn't stand the shock, they only felt thousands of sharp and hot tiny blades pierce the defensive spirit wall, cutting the whole body until blood flowed profusely.

There was a crisp clang, and the guard formation outside the Xiuye ​​Valley was knocked open by these heavy shouts again.

Headed by Yang Zhang, several monks opened up their sword field in mid-air, only to block Yuan Chengzi's powerful sword intent just now.The youth-like cultivator was dressed in a pine-green luxurious robe, stepping on the thick green sword light, leisurely in the mid-air like a fish swimming, with a gentle and elegant appearance, a silver-white blister released from the palm of his hand, gradually drifting away, floating in the mid-air Approaching Yuan Chengzi erratically, the monk responded solemnly: "My friend, what you said is wrong. Planting good causes and reaping good fruits, with clear grievances and grievances, is for following the righteous way of heaven; for one's own selfishness, repaying one's kindness for one's revenge is for doing good." Going against the heavens and the evil way. We, as cultivators of the Tao, cultivate the free mind and seek the way of longevity, but we must have a clear conscience and not let the demons invade and shake the foundation of the Tao."

Yang Zhang's upright rebuttal, with a warm voice, was like a gurgling water flowing gently and permeatingly, accompanied by the bubble bursting silently, releasing friendly spiritual power, completely dissolving the domineering sword intent left by Yuan Chengzi.

Several people behind Shen Yuanzi also escaped from the Qingyuan Wonderland, together with the members of the Yuanhua Sect, at this time they heard Yang Zhang's few words, and they couldn't help showing a bit of shaken and ashamed expression.

The atmosphere was gloomy for a while, but Master Yushan suddenly laughed out loud. Shi Shiran urged Xiangyun under his feet, walked to Yuan Chengzi's side, and said in a manly voice: "Your Daoist Yang's words are putting the cart before the horse. The magic gun destroys the world, personal grievances Why is it enough? We take saving the common people as our duty, and the great way is merciless, so why bother to stick to the trivial."

Yang Zhang was at a loss for words for a moment, but the rogue cultivator named Bai Song came forward with a smile, leaned his whisk on his shoulder, and responded, "I once heard a saying from a mortal scholar that if you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world? Although the ways of waiting for monks are very different, they lead to the same goal by different routes.”

Yang Zhang is also transparent, he only heard his mention, and immediately followed him, "Brother Bai said it is true, the majestic alliance of five clans, disregarding morality, righteousness and natural principles, combined the power of a thousand people to destroy this humble sect, and bullied the widowed by the crowd. , Bullying the weak, how is it different from the evil way? If one is not upright, how can one follow the righteous way and follow the will of heaven?"

On the side of the Five Clans Alliance, among the crowd, a young monk timidly whispered: "Master, that Taoist brother... has been my neighbor for many years in the fairyland, and even helped me hunt a big green-tailed falcon!" .”

The "brother Daoist" he was talking about was Fu Xuanzhi. At this time, while the two sides were fighting for each other outside the guarding formation, he was sitting on the ground in the valley like the other disciples of the Dragon Slaying Sect, racing against time to adjust his breath to recover, but his complexion was still as pale as ever. Paper, it is obvious that a fierce battle has exhausted one's spiritual energy, if one fights for a few more moments, one is afraid that one will die from exhaustion.

The master of the young monk was a big man with a beard, at this moment he just gave the little monk an evil look, and shouted: "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense."

The young little monk suddenly lost his courage and quietly hid behind the senior brothers.

The instigator, Zuo Zhuang, remained silent from the beginning to the end, with his hands behind his hands proudly, like an ancient rock on the top of a mountain, without any sign of wavering.

But Shen Yuanzi listened to the two sides' swords, stroked his beard faster and faster, and finally said: "My Five Clans League has always taken protecting the world as its mission and followed the way of balance. Are you that kind of bullying thug? That's all. Execute Zhan Changsheng alone, subdue the Dragon Slaying Spear, and leave the rest of them, with the Amethyst Order as proof, the Alliance of Five Clans will never pursue it."

As soon as this remark came out, people's hearts were once again shaken.

Among the Zhanlongmen disciples who were meditating all over the floor and adjusting their breathing, a few suddenly opened their eyes and looked up.

Fengyao supported a Pixiu Fuyun chair, her willow eyebrows stood on end, and she sternly shouted: "Whoever dares to leave, I will kill him right now!"

Zhang Yi and Fu Xuanzhi looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile wryly, Fengyao is good at management, but not good at cultivation, how can she have the slightest power if she threatens her with her insignificant Taoism?

But in the Dragon Slashing Gate, no one made a sound.

Zhan Changsheng stood at the forefront, with his spear sticking to the ground, his face was gloomy and cold like frost. Others looked at him as unfathomable, but in fact he was completely burnt inside.He felt that the spear in his hand was getting hotter and hotter, almost scorching the palm of his hand, and there was faint blood oozing between his fingers. In such a critical moment, it happened that the house was leaking and it was raining overnight. Xia Tongsheng actually disappeared and never escaped into the stone house. Avoid disaster, but don't know where to go.

He wanted to ask Maomao to search, but the huge young eagle was as timid as a mouse, hovering in mid-air for a long time, he was so frightened by the huge crowd and the soaring spiritual pressure that he dared not approach, only dared to wait and see from a distance.

At this time, everyone looked at Zhan Changsheng, and he had no choice but to suppress the restlessness in his heart, and said coldly: "Everyone has his own ambitions, and he makes his own choice."

Liu Zhong took a step forward, stood side by side with Zhan Changsheng, and said solemnly, "I won't go."

Shang Que followed closely behind, and his actions were somewhat flexible, not as stiff as the puppets at the beginning, and the other puppets naturally obeyed orders, surrounded by them.

Without mentioning Zhang Yi, Feng Yao, Fu Xuanzhi and others, the other disciples and servants said one after another: "I won't go!"

Even though his eyes were full of fear, his face was shrunk, and his mouth trembled, he still said: "I won't go."

Nearly a hundred voices merged into one to form a torrent, rushing up and down in the valley.

Shen Yuanzi closed his eyes and said, "I'm obsessed with not realizing it, kill me."

Yuan Chengzi immediately raised his hand, and all the sword cultivators of the Changchun School received the order, and the sword lights in their hands appeared like bursts, and hit the outer cover of the Gu Gu formation fiercely, arousing broken auras like water foam.

Zhan Changsheng put away the battle array, held his spears in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Let the battle go to meet the enemy!"

When the formation opened, countless green vines poured in, Zhan Changsheng took the lead, his spear slanted, his murderous intent roared like a river bursting a bank, countless sharp blades broke through the vines, shattered, and flew up into the sky with broken branches and leaves.

Zhan Changsheng made another jump, as if he had turned into a bird and jumped into the air, and the Dragon Slaying Spear pierced the ground. The murderous aura penetrated more than ten feet underground, as if entering a place where there was nothing. A flesh-colored tuber the size of an adult man, the tuber is shaped like a long coffin, full of pits and holes, like a clumsy lump of mud made by an urchin, with countless severed vines protruding from the skin, twitching lightly like spasms.

When Zhan Changsheng was about to pierce the tuber with a spear, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the two monks who were fighting together.

Xu Wenli took advantage of the time when the senior brothers were concentrating on breaking the formation, he broke free from the restraints and rushed towards the dragon-slaying men.Yuan Chengzi's big sword chopped off the head of a monk in front of him, cutting it in half, and shouted angrily in the blood waterfall: "Stop! Wen Li, rein in the precipice, and let the past be forgotten as a teacher."

Xu Wenli's eyes were bloodshot, he turned his head to stare at him, and said urgently, "I'll repeat what I said, Master must rein in the precipice, and don't get stuck in the mud again!"

A roll of silk came up in the air and wrapped Xu Wenli tightly. The other end spread out like an iron plate and slapped his cheek viciously. Even though his sword was in a hurry, one cheek was swollen and bright red. Oozing blood.Reverend Yushan stood behind Yuan Chengzi, holding another scroll of silk in his hand, and said angrily: "Bold villain!"

Yuan Chengzi smiled instead of anger, and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity, I can't stay."

While regretting, he raised his sword again, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Xu Wenli could see it clearly. For a moment, it was like icy water pouring down on his head, and suddenly his heart was ashamed.He has always been favored, so he is a little bit ignorant, now he has a bit of self-willed thoughts, and seeing his master beheading that little fool with his own hands, although he is angry in his heart, he still does it with the stubborn heart of contradicting his parents.It was only when he saw his master holding his great sword high and murderous aura rushing towards his face that he realized that the two masters who had always loved him and loved him were really moved to kill him.

This shock actually made him flustered and at a loss, he just watched the sword energy soaring, so close at hand.

In an instant, there was a sudden blur in front of his eyes, a person with a figure like lightning blocked him, the black gold spear swept across, shattered the sword energy, and the murderous intent roared like waves, and they rushed straight to Yuan Chengzi and Master Yushan, forcing them to panic Quickly retreat a few feet.

Xu Wenli's teary eyes were dim, and he looked at Zhan Changsheng, who rescued him like a god descending from danger, and felt that this person's figure was as majestic as a dragon and a tiger, his face was dignified, and he didn't have a smile at all, but it added a bit of coldness and beauty to him.

The spear flashed again, cutting the silk ribbon binding Xu Wenli. Xu Wenli immediately rushed forward, grabbed Zhan Changsheng's arm, and cried sadly: "Changsheng...Master, Master...Changsheng, why are you so cold? You How can it be... so hot?"

As soon as Xu Wenli's fingers touched Zhan Changsheng's arm, he avoided it immediately, only to feel a sensation of extreme heat and coldness coming from his fingertips, which made him extremely uncomfortable.Before Zhan Changsheng could speak, Xu Wenli saw that his hands were dripping with blood, and when he moved it, he left wet bloodstains on the body of the gun, but the blood didn't drip at all, like rain seeping into a drought-cracked field, it was completely absorbed by the Dragon Slaying Spear.

Xu Wenli was so bluffed that he almost forgot the grief and indignation of being killed by his master, suppressed his tears, widened his wet black eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Changsheng, Dragon Slaying Spear...why are you swallowing..."

Zhan Changsheng urged the golden pill, but he devoured it with the Dragon Slaying Spear, pouring blood from his whole body into his hands, and then crossed towards the spear body. The divine spring surged, suppressing the fire in the spear bit by bit. There was a touch of ashes.

But he only said: "It's okay, Ah Li, go find Tongsheng for me."

Xu Wenli did not retreat but advanced, and regardless of the icy cold and scorching heat, he grabbed Zhan Changsheng firmly, and said angrily: "Nonsense, it is rare for you to form an alchemy, so you have to damage your own cultivation. How can a broken gun make you After sacrificing so far, I have to feed the tiger with my body!?"

Zhan Changsheng pushed Xu Wenli away, shot backhand, and pierced the monk who was sneaking up behind him. The monk hung on the tip of the gun, turned into dry bones in a blink of an eye, and fell like a goddess scattering flowers.Xu Wenli was startled and frightened when he saw it, but Zhan Changsheng didn't have the heart to talk so much with him, suddenly raised his voice, and only shouted: "Go and find Tongsheng!"

Xu Wenli gritted his teeth secretly, but he didn't dare to pester him anymore. He hurriedly wiped away the tears all over his face, and the flying sword under his feet suddenly became brighter, and he headed towards the depths of the valley.

When lowering the height, a group of rhizomes rushed towards him. Xu Wenli only felt that the root was full of aura and was very familiar. After being slightly stunned, he suddenly said angrily: "Monster, how dare you eat my senior brother!" He sacrificed three spiritual swords, Point towards the stem in three ways: upper, middle and lower.

The three green sword lights are like dragons coming out of water, piercing through the flesh-colored tuber in the blink of an eye, filling the cracks, and then bursting open, splashing green vine juice like rain.

Xu Wenli swept it hastily, but only saw debris all over the place, and could not find any trace of Pan Ci. He immediately called out sadly and angrily, "Fifth Senior Brother!"

Although he vaguely guessed the truth, he didn't want to think about it. He just thought it was a monster who swallowed Pan Ci. Now that he had avenged his brother, he hurried to the end of Xiuye ​​Valley.