The Monk

Chapter 394: Lazy

Are there two heads in Tianlei Mountain? Everyone in Longshen Valley came from the Western Continent and didn’t know about the Tianlei Mountain matter. He Wuxiang thought about it and said: "I am in a hurry and there is no time to prepare. There is no need to be careful and polite. Just meet the old leader." He said it clearly. He passed you and went directly to the palm. After talking to the door, Eli lured the boss to use his power to suppress others, and finally got the snake. But the matter was not very glorious, and he didn't want to make it grand, so he took the next best step and talked to the old boss.

Zhang Ain said lazily: "Dead."

The old boss is dead? He Wuxiang was worried, what would he say to me if he died? Are you kidding me? But on his face, he continued calmly and said: "Whether you are looking for a new leader, Dragon God Valley has great benefits for Tianlei Mountain, please ask fellow Taoists to recommend you to the leader."

"Not yet." With a hateful tone and a lazy attitude, he spat out four words easily.

This sentence angered He Wuxiang, and he shouted: "You boy is looking for death!"

Zhang Wei smiled, sat up and spoke: "I'm looking for death, come in and kill me."

When Yong San saw him, he shouted, "Is it you?" Zhang Ying smiled and said, "You are here too, so I won't invite you to come in and sit down."

Yong San said in surprise: "Those snakes are yours? Let's talk about it. How about giving me two, and I will exchange them with other spiritual snakes." As he spoke, three small snakes appeared on his hand, one red, one green, one jet black, Yong San San raised his hand and showed the little snake to Zhang Awei: "Three for two, one male and one female, let me take advantage. Let me tell you, even if Xiaoke is a treasure, this one is..."

Zhang Aifeng glanced at the three snakes indifferently, and refused directly without even listening to the question: "If you don't want to change, I would like to advise you, this place is quite dangerous, go home."

Everyone from Dragon God Valley came to seize the snake this time with the intention of succeeding. Not only did they bring treasures with the intention of exchanging them, but they also sent eight top-level monks to snatch them by force if necessary. Of course, they would not leave obediently just because Zhang was afraid of a word. Wuxiang spoke with a calm face: "Little Taoist priest, don't think that just having a magic circle is enough. It's just two snakes. Don't lose your life because of this."

"It's a shame for you, get out of here, or go into the battle and say something." Zhang was afraid that he wouldn't give him any face.

He Wuxiang had a distinguished status in the valley. No one dared to speak to him like this. He was furious when he heard this: "In that case, I'm going to give it a try." He showed a black sword in his hand and held a bell in the other hand. It seemed that he wanted to break the law. Array.

Zhang Ao glanced at him and spoke to Dongfu: "Then who, you didn't tell them your glorious deeds of chasing me down?" Before Dongfu could speak, He Wuxiang snorted: "Seventeen Nascent Souls are on the top level. The masters worked together to hunt down a junior monk for several months, but you still ran away. It seems that the strength of the monks in the Eastern Continent is mediocre. "

This guy is really crazy. Zhang Ying smiled and said: "Looking at Yong San's face, I just want to tell you that chasing me is a laborious job, very time-consuming, and the outcome will definitely be failure. There is no need to waste energy, but since you know If you still don’t care, then I don’t care either, please do it.” He stretched out and lay down again, rolling among a pile of white snakes. The snakes were three meters long, and there were more than a hundred snakes gathered together like a white carpet. He grabbed and hugged him here and there. Very pleasant.

He Wuxiang was humiliated several times and was furious. Just when he was about to get angry, someone beside him whispered: "Those snakes didn't sign a contract." This sentence made him calm down. After carefully looking at the Fushen Snake, the expression on his face was... Weird: "How is that possible? Demonic beasts are the most ferocious and stubborn. How can they be controlled without the control of the soul?" His eyes turned back and forth on the ten thousand-year-old herbs and the hundred-plus-volt sacred snakes: "The demonic beasts are attracted to the spiritual herbs. "Qiang, there is no one to control the ownerless ferocious beast, how can you let go of the spiritual grass in front of you? "It's so weird, there must be something wrong. I suddenly remembered that tens of thousands of people under the mountain are against this kid, but this kid can be careless and not care. Living a good life is even more weird. I can't help but restrain my anger, and thoughts keep spinning in my mind.

The nine people from Dragon God Valley went up the mountain, but their aura could not hide the cultivators at the bottom of the mountain. Everyone shouted and rushed up to watch the excitement, praying that some fool would break through the formation bravely so that they could pick up the leaks. He Wuxiang turned around and looked at the many cultivators. He didn't know the situation at this time and should not be impulsive. After thinking for a long time, he decided to take a long-term approach and whispered: "Let's go." He took the people away.

A smile appeared on Zhang Weifang's lips, and he waved while lying down and said, "Come and play when you have time." These cultivators, the higher they practice, the more thoughtful they become, and no one is willing to work stupidly and recklessly. But having said that, I face these flies alone every day, and I am not in the mood to make trouble. Song Yunyi and the others have been away for ten days. According to the speed of middle-grade flying birds, it is estimated that they will reach the snow mountain in another ten days. It's cold and desolate, and it should be safe. Should I leave too?

Lying lazily, watching the sunset and moonrise, and the night falling, I suddenly felt that if my life was just like this, it would be better to die. This thought suddenly made me break out in a cold sweat. How could I think this? I sat up and looked around. Under the dark night, everything melted into black. The surrounding fields were silent. My thoughts wandered freely. I remembered many things bit by bit. I was a little Taoist boy. Well, I have grown up now. I am afraid of thunder. I will come back this time. It rarely thunders; if there are three puppies for company, where are those three idiots?

Get up and walk back and forth along the stone road. The five-mile stone road used to be the Tianleishan Zongmen Market, where low-level herbal medicines, spells, spells and other things were bought and sold. Now there is nothing left, only this road remains.

He took out a bottle of wine and drank it, feeling a burning sensation rising from his stomach. He drank another sip and said to himself: "Drinking alone is quite boring." After the third sip of wine, he felt slightly dizzy. Zhang was afraid that he didn't use his magic power to dispel the drunkenness, so he just staggered around in a daze.

At this time, there were eight figures standing in the woods behind the mountain. The leader looked at the sky and ordered: "Act." Each person took out a bell, held it high and shook it. Strangely, the bell made no sound. The eight people controlled the bells with their spiritual thoughts, and the leader shouted: "Let go." The eight people let go and stepped away, with eight silent bells swinging in the air.

The eight people stepped back ten meters away, sat cross-legged and meditated, pinching and chanting magic spells. The bells in the air shook more and more, and suddenly a circle of light spread out from the edge of the bell. The eight bells swayed out of eight white circles, which was especially conspicuous in the dark night. The bell kept shaking, and the apertures kept appearing. They were superimposed on each other and squeezed with other apertures, intertwining into a mess of light.

The leader shouted: "Hey." The eight people controlled the light and pushed it forward flatly, sticking to the front as if it were a substance. There was the wall of the Five Elements and Bagua array. Then the light changed, and the messy white lines crowded together to form a square frame standing in the air. The leader exhaled and said: "Come in." He ducked into the square and the other seven followed, without touching the magic circle.

Zhang Wen was wandering on the stone road and sensed a strange movement on the wall behind him, and sighed: "What is supposed to come will always come." Shaking the wine bottle, he flew to the mountain gate to collect the sacred snake, and then found a stupid dog and collected it like a red wolf. Get up, duck and fly to the west.