The Monk

Chapter 112 Waiting for the rabbit

Zhang was afraid that when he set up the Five Elements Illusion Formation, he deliberately left some clues and waited for them to come to him. The day after the Yao family and the Hu family joined forces, they discovered after a little investigation that there were fluctuations in the spiritual energy of the family's missing monk's magic weapon near a hill a hundred miles southwest of Chengcheng. The two families sent five teams with a total of fifteen alchemy monks to come to check.

They flew over the hills and could see the tent house in the dense forest at a glance, as well as Zhang Ao sitting cross-legged in front of the house, but they found nothing else. What was the fluctuation of the spiritual energy of the family monk's magic weapon? ?

Zhang was afraid that he would notice them coming, so he glanced at them with his spiritual consciousness and sighed: "What a generous move. There are fifteen middle-level monks in the alchemy stage. They are worthy of being one of the eight aristocratic families in the Lu Kingdom."

The monks carefully and slowly dropped to the ground a hundred meters away from him. After checking Zhang Wei's aura, they felt that he was just like an ordinary person. He was definitely a master at this place, this scene, and this situation. An old man with a white beard spoke cautiously: "I don't know where the fellow Taoist is coming from. I am a guest of the Hu family. Please tell me, fellow Taoist, so that I, the Hu family, can be prepared to welcome the distinguished guests."

Zhang was afraid that he had some concerns in his mind and did not reply to him. The Hu family monk was secretly angry, thinking about the status and power of the Hu family. When had I ever been so polite near Chengshan? The young man in front of me dared to be so rude. He was about to ask again, but saw the young man raise his hand and snap his fingers. The scenery around him suddenly changed. , the original green grass and trees disappeared, turned into a huge red fire, beating fiercely around the head, feet and body. The monks were shocked. They each spread their shields and flew into the air, but they heard a calm voice saying: "Don't move, this is the Fiery Flame Burning Formation. Don't blame me if you hurt your life if you move rashly."

set fire to the rain? Fifteen monks had never heard of this name. One of the monks who practiced water magic was slightly happy when he heard the words. He condensed water shields and water arrows to try to attack the flames. After several attempts, there was no result. Once the water arrows entered the flames, they turned into water vapor and were then evaporated. Dry.

Zhang Ain added: "If you don't believe it, you can try it, just remember not to walk around casually."

Seeing that the magic circle had no counterattack, the water cultivator simply used all his strength to condense a water ball as tall as a person in the small space. It was blue and watery, bright and transparent. Then he pointed his finger at the flame, and the water ball separated into a stream of water, about one meter wide. , the water flow gradually widened and expanded after leaving the water ball. When it hit the flame two meters away, it became several times larger, overwhelmingly rushing towards the flame, and then...then, like the water arrow just now, it turned into water vapor and was evaporated. The water cultivator was shocked. He tried his best and couldn't move even half an inch. What kind of formation is this? Why is it so powerful?

Some monks do not believe in evil, thinking that with their own cultivation, even the elixir fire can walk back and forth inside, release a piece of tree to float towards the flame, and then... explode into the ground and disappear.

Zhang Ping watched the monk turn into ashes when exposed to the flames, and sighed softly, why do some people always think they are so great?

The remaining monks finally realized how powerful the flames were, and the old man with a white beard shouted: "Senior, have mercy on us! We are descendants of the Hu family. Those seeking revenge should offend our seniors. Please be generous and let us go. The descendants of the Hu family will take this into consideration and will be sent to you if needed in the future." I will do my best." But I heard Zhang Wei say in a calm tone: "Stay there and don't move around. Maybe I will let you go in a few days." Then a restraint wrapped around the Fiery Flame Formation, isolating the inner and outer world.

Song Yunyi came out of the tent house and asked, "What are you doing imprisoning them for?" Zhang Ain scratched his head and said, "They have no enmity with me, so there is no need to kill so many people." Yunyi always thought he was following his lead, so he changed the subject and said: "The big silkworm is spinning silk." "Ah? Go and have a look." The two entered the tent.

There is a fat silkworm lying on the animal skin in the corner of the tent, shaking its head and spitting out white silk, but it does not look like a cocoon. When Uncle Lin taught him how to make flags and gave him spiritual silk, he told him that after silkworms spin silk and form cocoons, they will turn into moths or butterflies and emerge from the cocoons. However, it takes five years for mature silkworms to form cocoons. Could it be that the fat guy in front of him is already five years old? Aged? No, you are only five years old when you are so fat? I don’t know if what flies out of the cocoon is a moth or a butterfly.

He was thinking wildly there, the big fat guy spun some silk, and then lay on it without moving. Zhang Ping realized that he was about to shed his skin. The age of silkworms is calculated by molting, and one molt counts as one age. Ordinary silkworms molt five times to mature, and this fat white monster must molt at least fifty times to reach such a big size. It shed its skin, and Zhang was afraid to talk to Song Yunyi: "It's okay. It's still shedding its skin. It'll be fine after a few days." "How many days?" Yunyi asked him. Zhang Ai replied: "I don't know, it usually takes a day or two. Who knows about this guy?"

Turning around, he saw the monkey holding a spiritual energy pill in his hands and stroking around. No wonder the big silkworm was molting. He asked Yunyi: "How many spiritual energy pills did you give the silkworm?" Song Yunyi said: "It was originally one, but That guy was so cute, he was so fat and he wanted to eat more. I thought it would be fine, so I gave him another eight pills in total."

Dacan had nothing to do, so Zhang Wen went out to set the table and brought out some fine wine and vegetables, intending to have a drink.

How to avenge Lin Sen was a question he never stopped thinking about. Hu Zheng was at the top level of the Dan Jie stage, and he was a high-level Dan Jie; Hu Zheng was the head of a family, with thousands of subordinates, and a well-kept secret behind him. However, he was single and weak, and he had to worry about Song Yunyi's safety. ; No matter how you think about it, it is an impossible task. But Zhang was afraid but did not dare to wait any longer. If he did not take action, if he could not advance, either Hu Zheng would die of old age and be unable to take revenge; or Hu Zheng would become a Nascent Soul master and revenge would be even more hopeless, and he could only really wait for him to die of old age, so After thinking about it, he decided to take action in advance and rely on the Great Five Elements Magic Formation to avenge Lin Sen.

The Great Five Elements Illusionary Array gives him the convenience of geographical location, and he has the right time to attack secretly. As for people and people, aren't you just a human being? I'll kill a few first to create momentum, and then I'll set up a formation to arrest them. I'll arrest you, a 180-year-old master of pill formation. Don't you believe that Hu Zheng won't come forward? When the time comes, whether it's a sneak attack or force, it's better to kill him then than to carry him up to the mountain gate alone.

Zhang Ai sipped his wine and looked at the formation flags hidden around him. The only variable now was the opponent's Nascent Soul master. If it was too powerful and the Five Elements Formation could not withstand it, then he would have to fight for 25,000 high-quality formation flags. Leave them alive. He thought clearly that the worst outcome would be to destroy the Five Elements Formation and escape with their tails between their legs. Anyway, they didn't know how to perform the magic.

As we sat there in the evening, dozens more people flew over the hill, half of them were foundation-building monks and half-and-half alchemy monks. There were two high-level alchemy-forming monks and one top-level alchemy-forming monk. The Hu family monks who were trapped earlier were blocked by the formation and they were unable to discover them.

When the monk at the top level of Danjie saw the tent house and Zhang Awei who was drinking alone, his face was as heavy as water. He raised his hand and drew out a wind blade. Zhang Awei raised his eyes and looked coldly. The golden crystal shield on his left wrist guard suddenly became larger and blocked it. The wind blade then shrunk back to the wrist guard. Zhang Ai lowered his head and looked at the golden crystal shield. There were no scratches at all. It was indeed a good thing. He then looked at the top-level Dan Jie monk and sneered, "Do you, the Hu family, have to take care of me when I drink?" The top-level monk said expressionlessly. : "Wine is good wine and food is good food, but it would be a waste to only use this kind of spiritual energy to go into wine and food." Zhang Ai blinked and saw a familiar figure, the same one he met at the foot of Chengshan Mountain that day. The big-eyed young alchemy monk raised his glass and smiled at him: "Want something to drink?"