The Monk

Chapter 289 Liu Qi

The group of people walked through many cities and villages, and they always attracted people's attention wherever they passed. It was difficult not to attract people with dozens of beautiful girls like flowers and jade. Fortunately, there were so many people that no injustice happened. On this day, I arrived in a big city with wide roads and many buildings. Before I entered the city, Zhang Ping discovered that there were cultivators in the city. There were three of them, meditating in a private house in the west of the city.

Zhang Aifan smiled and said: "There are people with the same ideals in the city, so let's keep a low profile."

Most of the girls were in the foundation-building stage and were discovered by three cultivators in the city. The three of them were a little surprised to find a large number of monks coming, but they did not dare to come out to provoke them.

Find a hotel to stay in, go shopping in the market, eat, drink and rest before setting off tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, the sky was gloomy without stars or moon. Zhang was afraid that something would happen. He thought of the three cultivators in the city. Could it be related to them? Going out of the house and lying on the roof to look at the sky can be said to be a warning or a way to relax.

Not long after he lay down, twelve monks flew from a distance. Zhang Ping's spiritual consciousness swept through, and there were twelve alchemy monks, three intermediate and nine elementary. The twelve people flew closer and closer, and suddenly stopped somewhere outside the city. After a while, they set off again. The troops were divided into two groups. Along the way, three mid-level masters flew to the three monks in the city. The remaining nine people ran towards Zhang. Afraid of flying.

Zhang Wen smiled, thinking that the girls had been discovered, but they still lay lazily on the roof, waiting to see what they wanted to do.

When Zhang Tianfang noticed that a monk was flying in, he was afraid that there would be no excitement, so he immediately rushed to sit next to Zhang Weifang.

After a while, twelve people from the other side flew into the city, and nine junior Dan-forming monks flew to a stop a thousand meters away from Zhang Ai. They couldn't see through the cultivation level of Zhang Weifang and Zhang Tianfang, so they didn't dare to act rashly. After consulting with each other, a man flew out and rushed towards Zhang Weifang and Zhang Weifang with their hands clasped in fists as close as a hundred meters away: "Disciples of Shura Sect of Yue Kingdom pay homage to our seniors. We are ordered by our master to clear them out." I'm an evil enemy, please don't blame me if you bother me." He was so obedient that he didn't even ask about the other person's origins, he just wanted to get things done and leave as soon as possible.

Zhang was afraid. No wonder his clothes looked familiar. They turned out to be feuding enemies. Zhang Tianfang asked him: "Yue country? Isn't it your hometown?"

Nine people were talking to Zhang Ai here, while three people on the other side had already taken action against three monks in the city. These three monks had two foundation-building stages and one was at the elementary level of elixir formation. They were no match for the three elixir-formation monks no matter what.

The three monks in the city were very alert. Before the enemy took action, they broke into the house and jumped into the sky. They scattered in three directions and fled. However, how could they outrun the three mid-level pill-forming monks. In the blink of an eye, the two foundation-building monks were killed, and the remaining junior alchemy-building monk panicked and fled towards Zhang Ain's direction.

Zhang was afraid that six of the nine people in front of him formed a fan shape and blocked the monk's path. Seeing that there was no way to escape, the monk's eyes turned red, and he planned to exchange his life for his life. He pinched the magic formula with both hands, and his whole body became fiery red, shining brightly in the night like a burning man.

Zhang Ai was shocked when he looked at it. Is this the Tianlei Mountain Kung Fu method? Upon closer inspection, the man looked familiar, so he hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" The man rushed forward to stop the desperate monk. But it was too late. The monk was running around like a bereaved dog all day long. He no longer wanted to live. At this moment, his companions were killed. Twelve monks surrounded him and there was no way to survive. In anger, he used all his spiritual power to plan to die with the enemy. .

Fire and Thunder Explosion is a suicide technique that can be used by disciples above the foundation-building stage of Tianlei Mountain. It is simple, fast and powerful. Zhang was afraid that no matter how fast he moved, he wouldn't be able to explode as fast as the fire and thunder. He just heard a bang and several fireballs exploded from the monk's body to attack everyone in all directions.

Zhang Ai was familiar with the Fire and Thunder Explosion Technique. He wore a five-element armor on the outside and a five-element magic shield on the inside. He hit the fireballs in the sky and came to the monk after a burst of crackling and booming sounds. He clapped his hands continuously to stop the bad luck of the spiritual energy in his body. He gave him a Life Pill to heal his wounds, and also gave him one for himself. Then he turned back and looked at the six monks gathered in front of him.

These six people were not as advanced as Zhang Awei, nor were they as good as Zhang Awei. Two of them were killed on the spot in a fireball. The remaining four were all seriously injured. However, the three monks who originally surrounded Zhang Awei were injured. Luckily, no injuries were sustained.

Zhang Weijing's cold eyes looked past the four seriously injured people and stared at the Shura disciple who had just spoken to him: "Slaughter the disciples of Tianlei Mountain in front of me, good, good, good." With one hand, he supported the self-inflicted monk from the same sect and shouted to Zhang Tianfang: "Kill!"

Zhang Tianfang was impatient early in the morning, and he and Zhang Weizhi were hanging around with less killing and less fighting. When he got a rare opportunity, the ghost knife flew up and danced wildly, stirring up a larger patch of darkness in the night sky. From this darkness, it swished out. Three black lines quickly passed through the golden elixirs in the minds of the three people, and the three monks were killed on the spot.

Is this dead? Zhang Tianfang felt that he was not satisfied yet, so he killed four of the opponent's people and seriously injured them. He then shouted to three of the opponent's three mid-level alchemy-forming monks: "Come on, come on, it's your turn."

The three monks originally thought that it would be easy to kill one of their nine men, so they did not rush over. Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred and all nine of their men were killed in the blink of an eye. The three monks were shocked. They knew that it was not Zhang who was afraid of the two opponents, so there was no need to He decided to jump back and escape immediately.

Zhang Tianda was furious: "Want to run away?" He commanded the ghost sword to chase one of them, and shouted to Zhang Awei: "Leave those two to you." When his disciples were killed, Zhang Awei was filled with anger, raised his hand, and his cuffs flashed Three rays of silver light flashed slightly in the night sky, passed through the bodies of the three escaping monks, and then flew back into Zhang's sleeves. However, the three escaping monks had fallen from the air and died.

Zhang Tianfang muttered unhappily: "I told you two, why didn't you leave one to me?"

Zhang Fing said angrily: "Shut up!" He slowly brought the injured monk back to the room and ordered Zhang Tianfang: "Dispose of the body."

Zhang Tianfang knew that Zhang Fear was really angry, so he didn't dare to offend him and went to deal with the twelve dead people honestly.

Zhang Wen laid the injured monk flat on the bed, put his palms against his vital gate to calm his life, and took two healing pills to help him take them. After struggling for a while, the injured monk finally took a breath and slowly opened his eyes.

The cultivator knows his own body very well, so he opened his eyes and looked at the meridians with his remaining breath, and then said: "I am dead, why don't you kill me?"

After being furious and killing people to vent his anger, Zhang Weijing had calmed down and knew that the most important thing to do now was to understand what happened. He asked softly: "I am Tianleishan Hongwu. Junior brother, can you tell me what happened?"

When the injured monk heard the name, he felt excited: "Brother, it's me, Liu Qi."

Hearing this name, an image of a skinny fourteen or five-year-old boy suddenly appeared in Zhang Wei's mind. He was holding a magic sword in both hands and talking to him: "Brother, do you have advanced elixirs? I'll use the magic sword in exchange for it." "And asked myself if I was really afraid of everything.

Zhang Wen only met him once, when he passed by Tianleishan Market before entering Ziguang Pavilion. They were both teenagers at that time. Now, more than seventy years have passed, and both of them have grown up. I didn’t expect that they would meet like this again. At this scene, Zhang Weijing was a little excited: "What happened?"