Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu did not answer the old woman's question and asked deliberately: "With your cultivation level, it is easy to kill Xiao Mingshan for revenge. Why do you do this?"

"What do I do have to do with you?" the old woman said lightly.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just curious." Zhang Yu smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, I won't tell you. If you have nothing to do, just leave. I don't want to kill innocent people." The old woman said quietly.

"Hahahaha." Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" the old woman asked.

"Because what you said is funny!" Zhang Yu said seriously: "You said you don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, then I would like to ask you, you let people tell those stories, and caused so many people to fall to their deaths, is it possible? It’s not called killing innocent people indiscriminately! Besides, I’d like to add that with the way you are now, trying to kill me is simply a daydream!”

The old woman was silent and made no sound.

"Huh?" At this moment, Zhang Yu suddenly realized that he felt like he was being watched.

He immediately glanced around. There were trees all around, but there was not a single figure.

But Zhang Yu was sure that there was someone next to him. He shouted sharply: "Come out! Stop being sneaky!"

"Boy! I didn't expect that your sixth sense is quite strong, and you can actually detect my existence. Not bad. Not bad."

Suddenly, a man's arrogant voice sounded from the side.

Zhang Yu followed the source of the sound and immediately saw a tall, smiling monk wearing a bright red cassock walking around from behind a tree and walking slowly towards this side.

The monk is holding a tin staff in his hand. His skin is very white, and he should be around sixty years old.

Zhang Yu was quite surprised when he saw that it was a monk who came out.

He rarely interacts with monks. When he was treating Hang Jiaqi, Zhang Yu met a group of monks, but those monks were all messing around and had no real skills.

This one walking in front of me is obviously not simple.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yu asked in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you didn't leave just now when I asked you to leave. Since you found me, I have no choice but to give you a ride and let you become a dead person." The great monk said calmly. said.

"There are many people who want to turn me into a dead person, but no one has succeeded. I think this time, it should be no exception." Zhang Yu said disdainfully.

"You are young, but your tone is not small!" The elder monk slapped his tin staff, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu also stared at him, and without talking nonsense, he silently recited the headache curse.

"Hahahaha." The great monk suddenly smiled and said with a grin: "The headache curse taught by Zhengyi is just like this!"

He placed his left hand as a palm in front of his chest and shouted loudly: "The golden throne in front of the Buddha, Arhat returns to his seat! Drink!"

Good guy, this voice is like a lion roaring all over the world, shaking the heaven and earth.

Zhang Yu had just used the headache curse, and he had no intention of succeeding. After all, judging from the opponent's background, he was not someone to be trifled with.

Hearing the other party's roar at this moment, Zhang Yu's eardrums were almost exploded. He subconsciously took two steps back, raising his breath to compete with the roar. Fortunately, the roar disappeared after a while, but it also shocked Zhang Yu a little bit.

Zhang Yu was shocked by the opponent's strength. But the most surprising thing is not this, but the tricks used by this great monk, which Zhang Yu has seen before.

I still remember that the middle-aged man who asked Xiao Jiejie to harm him came to Wudang Taoist Temple that night to kill him. When the two faced each other, the other party used this trick. However, the same trick was obviously more powerful when the great monk used it.

If Zhang Yu hadn't improved his skills after that, he would have been shocked to the ground by now.

"How awesome!" Zhang Yu shouted, and the money sword in his palm suddenly shot out towards the great monk.

"You have some skills!" The great monk shouted and threw the tin staff in his hand towards Zhang Yu's money sword.

"Drink!" Zhang Yu shouted this time.

The money sword that was originally shot dispersed and shot forward again like flying fireballs and rain of flowers all over the sky.

The great monk's tin staff was empty, but he didn't panic. He pulled off the red cassock with one hand and just flicked it.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang..." "Dang-dang-dang-dang..."...

All the copper coins that were shot were bounced out and splashed everywhere.

Zhang Yu was shocked, he had met his opponent this time. He saw that the great monk was powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. His level of strength seems to be no less than that of the Great Onmyoji Mingbu Longxing he encountered that day.

If he was really capable, Zhang Yu was no match for Ming Bu Longxing. The opponent was defeated by opportunism.

But Zhang Yu did not panic, because since he dared to come, he must dare to face it.

Zhang Yu took out eight fire talismans from his pocket and said, "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

Eight fireballs were shot at the great monk.

The great monk waved his hand, and the red cassock stood in front of him. All the fireballs hit the cassock, but they seemed to hit a copper wall. However, the previous bursts of brilliant sparks fell to the ground and were extinguished.

These are all bright yellow fire charms! Being completely blocked by this cassock, Zhang Yu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. so amazing!

"Good boy! If you have any other skills, use them!" the great monk shouted proudly.

After he finished speaking, the cassock was raised and floated above his head. He took out an alms bowl from his arms and pointed the mouth of the bowl at Zhang Yu.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

A series of wind blades shot out from the alms bowl, cutting through the void and heading straight for Zhang Yu.

"Poof!" Zhang Yu didn't hesitate, and immediately hit the wind talisman.

"call……"

The wind was strong and the sand and rocks were flying. The strong winds set off by the wind talisman collided with the wind blades, causing turbulent waves.

The surrounding trees were rustling and "clattering" from the wind, and the fragile branches were even directly hung up.

This round was considered a tie, but Zhang Yu used a talisman and the opponent used a magical weapon. Although it was a temporary tie, the magical weapon would definitely take advantage.

So Zhang Yu bit his finger and immediately wrote the word "Thunder" on his palm, then struck the great monk with his palm, "Boom!"

"Thunder in the Palm!"

The great monk also knew what he was doing, and the red cassock floating above his head was quickly blocked in front of him.

No matter whether it is strong wind or lightning, it is difficult to achieve even an inch of success in front of this cassock.

It is not difficult to see that this cassock is definitely an extremely powerful magic weapon, far better than a tin staff and an alms bowl.

Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and shouted, "Let's see how much you can block!"

After saying that, he took out a handful of talismans from his pocket and threw them into the sky.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Suddenly, there was thunder in the sky. Zhang Yu was about to carry out an aerial strike. Not only that, he was swaying, raising his left palm in preparation for attack, and holding several fire talismans in his right hand.

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Special reminder: There will still be two chapters at midnight tonight, and it will officially resume direct four-chapter updates tomorrow. If Lao Tie waits for two more days, it will be the day he explodes. To be honest, I have been so exhausted these two days!