The Monk

Chapter 143 Ghost Sword Zhang Tianfang

Sure enough, it was the Ghost Sword. Zhang Wei sighed at the coincidence and felt it was a bit fun. I want to rescue the Ghost Sword? Zhang was afraid that Song Yunyi went back to the passage for an hour, and then returned to the ghost lake after the water, soil, yin and yang formation changed. Zhang Tianfang was waiting anxiously while holding up the ball of light. When he saw the two men appearing, he shouted: "Throw an unwanted magic weapon over here, tie it with silk and throw it over."

Zhang Ping released the jade silkworm, pointed to the small island in the lake and asked: "Can your silk be spitted on that island?" The big silkworm lazily looked at the small island, suddenly opened its mouth, and a bright white silk bolt flashed out, Nailed directly to Zhang Tianfang's feet. Zhang Tianfang was surprised. Although the island was only a few miles away from the shore, the performance of the big fat silkworm was really unexpected. It could have such power with just one spray.

Zhang Weifang dug out a long weapon in his storage bag and threw it lightly, and it also landed in front of Zhang Tianfang. Zhang Tianfang plunged the spear deep into the ground, tied the silk to the barrel of the gun and urged: "Secure the other end quickly, the dark fish will appear soon." Zhang Ai took out a broken magic weapon, fixed the silk to the wall of the passage, and looked towards Zhang Tianfang.

Zhang Tianfang was about to jump on the silk, when he saw Zhang Wen looking at him, his eyes turned cold, and then he laughed at himself. He was pressed for time and had no time to argue. He wrote in the air with his right index finger, and there was blood gushing out from the fingertip, writing a huge " The word forbidden, then muttered a few spells in a low voice, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the word forbidden in the air, making the whole word turn red and bloody. Zhang Tianfang shouted loudly: "I was rescued by fellow Taoist today." He paused and asked urgently: "Fellow Taoist's name?"

Zhang Ai said: "Song Yunyi, Zhang Ai."

Zhang Tianfang shouted again: "Today, Song Yunyi and Zhang are afraid of being rescued by two Taoist friends. After leaving the ghost lake, he will never be an enemy of the two Taoist friends. He will not cause any harm. If he offends the blood oath, Zhang Tianfang should be devoured by all ghosts." For this sin, both humans and gods will be abandoned, and they will never be reincarnated." As he spoke, the huge bloody forbidden word in the air burned into flames, burning into a thin line of red smoke, which penetrated into Zhang Tianfang's forehead.

The blood oath of the Holy Sect has been fulfilled. Zhang Tianfang jumped on the silk with the ghost knife and ran towards the passage at a very fast speed. He was in front of Zhang Ai in a few breaths. He jumped off the silk and said: "Run." He got into the passage first and looked at the lake behind him. It was rolling and rolling. Countless spikes shot out from the water. The silk in the air snapped under the thorns. More pointed thorns were stabbed towards Zhang and Afraid.

Escape was Zhang Wen's strong point, so he pulled Song Yunyi and ran into the passage quickly. He ran for more than ten miles before he saw Zhang Tianfang. Zhang Tianfang threw the ghost sword to the ground and clasped his fists to thank Zhang and Song: "Holy Sect Zhang Tianfang thanks the two fellow Taoists for their life-saving grace. I will never thank you for your kindness. If you need it in the future, just ask."

Just now he was too far away to see clearly, but now that he was so close, he realized that Zhang Tianfang was very burly, tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was very bold. Zhang Ain smiled and said: "A little effort is nothing."

Zhang Tianfang was rescued, but he had no good or bad feelings towards the two of them. You saved me, but you also forced me to swear the blood oath of the Holy Sect. I wanted to leave but couldn't save my face, so I had to find some boring words to talk about the relationship: "Fellow Taoist, come to the ghost cave." do what?"

Zhang Tianfang had sworn a blood oath, and Zhang was afraid that it would be detrimental to him, so he replied truthfully: "If you are being hunted, run in and take refuge." Zhang Tianfang was overjoyed when he heard the news, and said to his heart that he should help you kill the person quickly, and we will be clear between the two. , laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, fellow Taoist, tell me your name, and I will finish it for you."

The ghost sword is so fierce that it can kill any hero in the world. Zhang Ain replied: "I don't know who it is, but there are many people. It is certain that the Holy City must be among them."

Zhang Tianfang was stunned when he heard this: "You mean you have offended many people by yourself? Among them is the Holy City?" He carefully looked at Zhang and Song and said, "Zhang Daoyou has not yet given birth to a baby, and Song Daoyou's cultivation level is even lower, but I don’t know how you can offend the Holy City?" He also looked at Xiaozhu, but he only felt that it looked strange and found nothing else.

Zhang was afraid that he had discovered his cultivation level. He was a top-level monk in the Foundation Establishment. He was one level higher than the rumors. He probably advanced in the killings when he was trapped in the ghost lake. He thought to himself: "He is so arrogant before he has formed the elixir. If he has formed the elixir, , Who else in the world can be my rival?" He tilted his head to look at the ghost knife on the ground. It was inserted diagonally into the ground. There were several ghost heads exposed on the blade. Is this knife really so magical?

When Zhang Tianfang saw that he didn't answer but went to look at the ghost sword, he smiled and said, "You can't use this sword." He then asked, "Who did you kill? How could you offend the Holy City?" He suddenly laughed: "I thought I was the only one. If you dare to cause trouble in the Holy City, you seem to be doing well."

Zhang Weijing said with a helpless smile: "Speaking of which, it has something to do with you." Zhang Tianfang didn't understand: "Why are you involved?"

"You are fighting Aotian with a ghost sword. Everyone in the world knows that hard iron is useful, so they all want to refine the ghost sword. They are looking for a strange fire that can melt hard iron all over the world. It happens that I have a strange fire, so I am hunted down by everyone in the world. ”

Zhang Tianfang smiled proudly: "How can the Ghost Sword be so easy to practice? A bunch of ignorant kids." He expressed great contempt for the Holy Sect monks in his words. Zhang was afraid that he would break into a cold sweat. This guy was too arrogant.

Zhang Tianfang disagreed and said: "You have seen the strange fish in the ghost lake." Zhang Ai shook his head quickly: "I haven't seen it. I just heard you fighting with them." "Well, just that strange fish, my ghost sword is all over it." I can't kill him, it's very scary. He wants to kill me every day. Fortunately, I have the ghost sword in my hand, otherwise I wouldn't be able to survive until now." Zhang Tianfang told the truth, raised his hand, and the ghost sword struck his arm again. Just one knife. Zhang Weijing was shocked. This guy just kept talking. Why did he suddenly hurt himself?

There was no blood when the sword was struck, and there were no scratches on the skin. Zhang Tianfang said: "Did you see it? This is my ghost sword. It won't hurt me at all. Without it, I am a waste. With the ghost sword, I am the best in the world." , do you think such a knife can be made?"

How can a ghost sword appear without refining? Zhang was afraid of being confused by what he heard.

Zhang Tianfang didn't bother to explain this, so he asked Zhang Ping: "You have a strange fire, and the ground is full of hard iron. Have you not tried to refine a sword?"

"I've practiced." He felt that there was no need to tell lies when facing Zhang Tianfang. Firstly, he was restricted by the blood oath of the Holy Sect and would not be disadvantageous to him; secondly, this person made people feel that he was very forthright and honest, and he could speak with confidence.

"Is it done?" Zhang Tianfang asked again.

"It's done." Zhang Ai raised his hand and a huge hard iron knife appeared in his palm. The blade was too big, which frightened Zhang Tianfang: "What is this?" The huge black knife, which was nearly a person tall, stood straight in front of him, with black streamlines faintly flowing in the blade. Zhang Tianfang looked at it again and again, and praised: "Your The strange fire is really good, it can actually make hard iron." After thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, and blurted out: "No! How can hard iron be stored in the storage bag?"

"It's not the storage bag, it's the body." In front of him, Zhang Awei slowly put the giant knife into his body.

"Is this okay?" Zhang Tianfang didn't believe it, so he asked Zhang Wen to take out his giant knife and look at it carefully, knock it with his hands, and lightly bump it with the ghost knife. It was indeed hard iron, and he wondered: "How can it be done? What are you doing? "?" Repositioning Zhang Ao: "No wonder he can offend the Holy City. He can not only refine hard iron, but also take it into his body. But what are you doing with such a big knife?" Want to try the knife?"