Cultivation

Ming Ying is a cultivator, and a capable one, even when she is weakest, she may not be her opponent, Zhang Linggu turned his gaze to the gate of the Taoist temple.

Wu Jiuzi once told him to close the gate, and Ming Ying also told him not to open the gate, so this gate is the key to protecting the temple from thunder and lightning, if he can't kill Ming Ying, why can't he open a gate?

Intuition told Zhang Linggu that the sky full of thunder was aimed at Ming Ying, and they all said that many injustices were struck by lightning. As long as the door is opened and the formation is broken, the thunder will definitely blow Ming Ying into ashes .

Zhang Linggu held the hatchet tightly and rushed towards the gate. As soon as he rushed to the gate, he felt a strong suction behind him, as if a huge hand pulled him, causing him to fly backwards and heavy fall to the ground.

Zhang Linggu raised his head in the pain of his butt falling into eight petals, and met Ming Ying's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. In the light and darkness covered by layers of electric light, this smile of waiting for a rabbit was so cold that it penetrated.

Zhang Linggu kept doing nothing, and swung the hatchet in his hand to chop at Mingying. Mingying waved her hand carelessly, and the hatchet flew out of Zhang Linggu's hand, but it just hit the gate and missed the entrance. About three inches.

Mingying held a ball of things wrapped in silk in her left hand, waved her right hand at Zhang Linggu, and Zhang Linggu floated in the air. With a little blood on his face, he raised his hand and wrote a row of charms on Zhang Linggu's back, and the spells disappeared immediately after entering the back, and there was no trace under the skin of Zhang Linggu.

There were several cracks in the place where the Taoist gate was struck by the hatchet. Just when Ming Ying's spell fell the last stroke, the gate was torn apart, and the wind with heavy rain poured in from outside the gate, and the hood protecting the Taoist temple followed. Fall apart.

Before the thunder fell, Mingying stuffed the thing in her arms into Zhang Linggu's arms, and sent Zhang Linggu into the hall with a palm, and a thick lightning fell and swallowed her whole.

The thunder and lightning that had been kept outside before were no longer hindered, and they fell unscrupulously twice. Countless lightning flashes shuttled between the clouds in the sky, and the earth trembled unceasingly due to the thunder.

Zhang Linggu hit the altar with his back, directly breaking the rotten legs of the altar table, and the incense burner offerings placed on it fell to the ground with a clatter, and the things in his arms rolled to the ground, umm The two voices were actually a living thing.

The sound of thunder fell one after another, and each sound seemed to hit a person's celestial cap, and a random blow could blow people up from the beginning to the end.

The ashes from the incense burner rose up and dazzled Zhang Linggu's eyes. He was protected by a formation before, and he still had the courage to fight Ming Ying with a knife. Ordinary people like Linggu can only shrink into a ball and are powerless to resist.

Even though he couldn't lift his head up under the pressure of Tianwei, Zhang Linggu still stared at Mingying in the courtyard, hoping to strike her a few more times and smash her into ashes.

It's a pity that God was busy with the thunder and didn't hear Zhang Linggu's heart. At this time, a sword light flew over like a meteor, and the sky full of lightning could hardly hide its sharpness. Ray catches it.

Hearing the sound of thunder but not feeling the strike of lightning, Mingying looked up and couldn't help shouting: "Senior brother..."

The sound passed through the thunder and fell into Zhang Linggu's ears.

Brother?

Could it be Wuguizi?

Zhang Linggu raised his head and looked towards the sky, only to see that the electric light was being led away by someone in mid-air. The person in the sky was flying so high that he couldn't even tell whether it was round or flat. , but also felt that Wu Jiuzi did not have the ability to turn lightning into disaster, he really wished he could immediately grow a pair of wings and fly to the sky to see for himself.

The next dozen or so thunderbolts were led away by this person. The thunder stopped and the wind dispersed in the clouds, and a beam of light shone down from the clouds that had just parted. He is wearing a white Taoist robe, but there is a layer of ink-stained cloud patterns on the sleeves of the Taoist robe, his hair is neatly tied in the Taoist crown, and he is wearing a big cloak of crane feathers. .

Ming Ying looked extremely embarrassed at this time, her face was covered with loose wet hair, her clothes were completely soaked, and she no longer had the unparalleled grace when she came out of the dense fog.

When the man fell down, she also bent her knees and knelt heavily on the ground in the scorched earth: "Senior brother."

I don't know if she was struck by lightning until her bones were crisp, but when she knelt down, Zhang Linggu clearly heard a click.

After Ming Ying knelt down, she didn't dare to move, it was completely different from when she was facing Wu Jiuzi, she was like a gourd without a mouth, she didn't dare to utter a word.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen sword lights fell, and they turned out to be more than a dozen well-cultivated monks with different costumes. They were a little surprised when they saw this young Taoist priest. It was such a young man who could shake the thunder In the world of cultivating immortals, there seems to be no one who looks like this.

The elder among them was holding Wu Jiuzi's body, he gently put the body on the ground, and said to the Taoist priest who was flying down in the air with a heartbroken look: "This fellow Taoist is really kind enough to help the wrong person." Now, this is Mingying, the seductress who has become a traitor. Her master’s family was ruined by her, and several of her fellow disciples died. After saving her, I don’t know how many innocent people will die because of her in the future.”

After speaking, he sighed heavily.

Zhang Linggu staggered out from the main hall, knelt down in front of Wu Jiuzi's body, he endured the tears all night and finally burst out of his eyes: "Master."

Although Zhang Linggu usually complains a lot about Wu Jiuzi's alcoholism and laziness, but facing Wu Jiuzi's bloody corpse, he only remembers that Wu Jiuzi shielded him from the wind during the days when he and Wu Jiuzi were dependent on each other. The various benefits of cooking in Yunayi come.

Some people think it is unimportant when they are there, but when they are gone, they realize that a place with him is a home, and a poor mountain is also a home...

"Mo Wentian, in Xialong Meishan Villa, had a relationship with Master Ling in the past." The elder monk Mo Wentian sighed: "It's a pity, it is a rare talent to surprise Master Ling ah."

Mingying sneered, and glanced at these monks one by one: "White Cloud Temple? Prison Longling? Nongmeishanzhuang? A bunch of hypocrites, where did you go when my brother was fighting monsters at the foot of the mountain? Come to cry at this time , who cares?"

"You temptress should be struck to death by lightning." A Taoist nun spat, secretly guessing that the Taoist priest who descended from the sky might have been fooled by Mingying's appearance before she rescued her. Hoof, said very sincerely: "This fellow Taoist, don't be fooled by her appearance, this temptress has cruelly murdered countless fellow Taoists, and everyone can punish her!"

She added angrily: "I heard that the new head teacher of your Ziwei Xingyu is very bad, and you have lost your temper and paralyzed half dead. Thinking about it, you are also unable to clean up the door. Today, we Baiyun temple will kill you for the sky. !"

Ming Ying looked at the Taoist nun with a very strange look, and there was a bit of pity in her sneer.

The Taoist priest who broke the thunder adjusted his sleeves, and his voice was cold and pleasant: "My surname is Feng, my name is Yulou, and my name is Chutai..."

He stopped here for a while, but the Taoist nun didn't know that two or three of the well-informed monks behind him changed their faces when they heard it, and replied politely: "The poor Taoist Baiyun Guanqiu is like this."

Feng Yu Lou continued to say unhurriedly: "I am the head teacher of Ziwei Xingyu's generation, and he has not yet collapsed on the bed, which disappointed Fellow Daoist Qiu."

Ming Ying couldn't help laughing, and just as soon as she laughed, she pulled the internal injury that was struck by lightning, and suddenly coughed dizzily, as if she was about to cough out her lungs.

At this time, Zhang Linggu jumped up like a little leopard, and rushed towards Mingying with bare hands: "You are the one who killed my master!"

Although Mingying was struck half dead by lightning, she still had the strength to make Zhang Linggu turn seven or eight times in mid-air, smashing his anger into a dizzy dizziness.

Zhang Linggu was thrown with staring eyes, and suddenly heard Fengyulou say: "You can't kill her now."

At this time, Ming Ying said in a strange tone with a little joy: "This is the only apprentice of Senior Brother Wu Jiu Zi."

"Oh~~" Feng Yulou's gaze swept across Zhang Linggu's bare back.

The young man has a thin body, and the bones can be seen under the thin skin. There is a row of prominent spines on Zhang Linggu's back. The shape is slightly flat, not like human bones but like...

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