The Monk

Chapter 47 Murder

Nearly two thousand disciples of the Wushuang Sect have already crowded this place. This open space was specially set aside to provide a place for the righteous aid sect to settle down. Zhang Wen left Tianlei Mountain and walked leisurely to the field. Looking around, he saw that apart from a few monks, there was a vast field. Although the place was large, it was really difficult to find a place to practice. You couldn't sit on the road. Or sit in the loose soil and meditate?

He was looking around, and the monks in the field were also looking at him. There was a big monk who was tall and thick, wearing a patchwork variegated monk's robe. He looked up and down for a long time before lowering his head again and loosening the soil. Zhang Weijing used to detect his spiritual consciousness and send it to the great monk, but it seemed to be lost in the sea. He couldn't detect any breath. He felt a little frightened and moved forward faster. He forgot that this road was impassable and that at the end of the road was the dilapidated temple.

After walking for a while, he looked up and saw the temple. He smiled bitterly and said, "We are going in the wrong direction." He looked carefully and found that there was no plaque on the lintel of the temple. When he looked closer, he saw that there were dilapidated walls and dilapidated houses. The temple looks like a temple, but there is no symbol of the temple. I thought to myself: "Buddhists are indeed different from us. Taoists advocate frugality, but no matter how frugal they are, they will tidy up the place where they live and carry tents when going out; but Buddhists..." I remembered I just saw the great monk, his clothes were patched and patched, and I was impressed. When I think of the name of Ganliang Temple, it seems too clean and desolate.

Zhang was afraid that he was too lazy to leave anymore, so he used the Wings of the Wind God, unfolded his air wings, and flew westward. There are fields for nearly ten miles, and there is a hill only ten miles away. He folded his wings and sat down to meditate, then took out his iron shield and studied it carefully.

The iron shield was specially refined for Zhang Ai the day before the master came down from the mountain. It was cast from black iron. Unfortunately, the extraction was not pure enough. There were impurities in the shield. The refining technique was much worse than Lin Sen's, and there was no demonic beast essence and blood to enhance it. , it is really a very ordinary magic weapon. Fortunately, black iron is hard and is tempered by the elixir fire of the True Formation Stage. It should be able to defend against attacks from monks below the Foundation Establishment Stage. It should also be able to defend against two or three attacks from masters at the Formation stage. Another advantage of this shield is that it can be attacked. The edge of the shield is as sharp as a blade. When released, it is like a spinning flying knife. It can move forward and retreat quickly. In less than half an hour, Zhang Wen was able to manipulate him as easily as he could use his arms and fingers.

After getting familiar with the iron shield, he took out the mysterious bone knife, forty-four tooth swords, snake whip, and protective green shirt. Remove the Taoist robe, wear the green shirt close to the body, and then wear the Taoist robe outside. Then he played with the mysterious bone knife and snake whip. When he was underground, he played with the monsters every day. He was extremely skilled in using them. Because of the addition of elves, the monsters were unwilling to fight head-on.

Zhang Ain put the tooth sword into the left sleeve of his green shirt and the black iron sword into his right sleeve, lowered his head and played with the snake whip. Among the four magic weapons, he likes the snake whip the most. Firstly, it is very powerful, and secondly, it is very similar to a real snake that subdues the gods. As long as it is filled with spiritual energy, the snake whip is as flexible as a real snake, far superior to other magic weapons. At this moment, the snake whip was crawling on the ground like a real snake. There was a mouse on the ground. Zhang was afraid of mischief and asked a snake whip to scare it. While he was having fun, he felt two unusual auras approaching. He stood up and looked around, and at a glance he saw two black figures flying towards him from the west.

Zhang Ai was startled, put away his magic whip and flew into the air to run away. Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded in his ear: "It's too late." Following the words, a white light came. Zhang Awei instinctively ducked back, but he didn't. Half of the cymbal sliced ​​into Zhang Awei's body. White light flashed and made a chirping sound, then blue light flashed, and a golden cymbal got stuck on Zhang Ain's body.

"Huh?" An old man in black robes appeared, staring at the round cymbal in surprise, and beckoned to take back the flying cymbal. After checking, he found that nothing was wrong, but he couldn't cut into the enemy's body? A disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage, I used a round cymbal to sneak attack and I still managed to kill him?

Zhang was afraid of being hit by a round cymbal and thought he would definitely die. He paused for a while, but the feeling was still there. He looked down and saw a big hole in the Taoist robe, revealing a protective green shirt. There was also a finger-length crack in the green shirt. The light appears to be repairing automatically.

When the old man in black robe saw it, he knew it was a magic weapon. He chuckled and said, "I'm really lucky. I want your magic weapon." As soon as he finished speaking, the round cymbal came again. Zhang Wen held out his iron shield to stop it, and there was a clanging sound. Finally, the iron shield not only did not break, but actually grew larger. The old man in black robe blinked his eyes and said, "You have quite a lot." He waved his hand gently, and four round cymbals flashed out in the air. The old man pointed his finger, and all five round cymbals flew towards him.

Zhang Aifeng spread his wings of the God of Wind and flew into the air to avoid the flying cymbals. He secretly transported his inner breath, flashed colorful lights, and applied seven kinds of body protection techniques to his body continuously. The old man smiled grimly: "You know a lot of things." The old man in black robe was very confident in himself. He was a master of the Ghost Sect in the Dan Formation stage. He was ordered by the deputy sect leader to come out to explore the enemy's situation, and happened to meet a lone disciple of the Foundation Establishment stage. , why don’t you just kill it? So he concealed his aura and made a sneak attack, but he didn't expect to miss.

The old man in black robe made a move with one hand, and the five-sided flying cymbals made a circle on the spot, and attacked Zhang Afraid again, two up, two down, three, arranged in a five-ring shape, shining brightly, flying through the air.

Zhang Ai's thought prompted the iron shield to grow larger and block it in front of him. The old man in black robe flicked his fingers continuously, and the five-sided flying cymbals exploded, hitting Zhang Ain in five directions at the same time. No matter how big the iron shield is, it can't surround Zhang Ao. Zhang Ao urged him to use the fang sword in his sleeve, and instantly flew out fourteen swords to meet the flying cymbals. After the clang impact, the tooth sword was not damaged at all, but the flying cymbal showed slight scratches. The old man was shocked. His opponent was really a monk in the foundation building stage? How can I block the flying cymbal attack? When he checked his consciousness again, he found that he was indeed a monk in the foundation-building stage. His eyes were looming with wolf light, and he was staring eagerly at the fourteen tooth swords in the air. The boy must be relying on magic weapons to hold on. Thinking of this, he reached around his waist with his right hand and raised a magic flag. Just as he was about to wave it, fourteen tooth swords from the opposite side came towards him. The old man had no time to use the Dharma flag, and he was reluctant to use flying cymbals to block it. He retreated and easily moved a hundred meters away to let the sword pass. Zhang was afraid that the tooth sword would pierce the air, so he did not pursue him. He pointed the tooth sword at the old man, stopped tremblingly in the air, and then paid attention to the other two breaths.

At this time, the two men had arrived, one raised his magic hammer, and the other released his flying sword, and attacked Zhang Ai at the same time. The old man was completely relieved. There were three monks in the Dan Formation Stage and two Foundation Establishment Stage monks. Wouldn't it be so easy to kill a Foundation Establishment Stage monk? He rushed toward Zhang Awei. Zhang Awei knew it was not good and wanted to run away. The old man gave a cruel smile and waved the Dharma flag. Suddenly, dark winds and black mist emerged, heavily surrounding Zhang Awei.

Zhang was afraid of these things the most. Seeing the Dharma flag attracting the dark wind and black mist, he didn't know what his next move would be. He ignored it and commanded the iron shield to guard against the Dharma hammer. He also released the black iron sword to face the flying sword, and he urged ten The four tooth swords hit the old man with all their strength. The old man chuckled, recited a mantra, and threw the Dharma flag into the air. The Dharma flag instantly enlarged, and a fang sword was wrapped around it.

At this time, there was a loud bang behind him, and he was startled. Looking back, he saw the sound of the iron shield blocking the magic hammer. Looking at the black iron sword again, it had cut off the opponent's flying sword silently, and the person controlling the sword was greatly He was so shocked that he ran far away to protect himself.

Zhang was afraid that he had no time to pay attention to them. The sword's magic power was getting weaker and weaker under the magic flag. Zhang was afraid of being anxious, so he pulled out the snake whip, filled it with spiritual power, shook the snake whip straight, put his hand forward, and shouted: "Go!" The snake whip was used as a flying sword and stabbed the old man in black robe in the air. The old man looked calm. , manipulated the Dharma flag to become larger, wrapped the snake whip in it, and swung the flying cymbals smoothly towards Zhang Wen.

The old man underestimated the strength of the magic weapon in Zhang Awei's hand. The snake whip was made from the skin of the Fushen snake. It was extremely hard and sharp. It easily pierced the flag of the law, and then pierced the old man's body-protecting technique, piercing a big hole in his chest. So, the five-sided round cymbal of the old man in black robe flew halfway, lost control and fell to the ground. Looking at the old man again, he looked down at his chest as if he couldn't believe it. A small hole two fingers wide appeared there, and then blood spurted out from the hole. The old man fell to the sky, and the Dharma flag also fell down.

A sudden change occurred in the field, which made the man with the magic hammer very clever. He put away the magic hammer and turned around and ran away. The man whose flying sword was broken in the distance ran faster. In a few breaths, he had already reached a thousand meters away.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't chase him, and he didn't want to chase him at all. He was lucky enough to kill the old man. He felt weak all over and fell to the ground. The scene of the fight just now flashed through his mind. He couldn't help but be afraid again and again. He just felt that there was a moment between life and death. If it weren't for the powerful snake whip magic weapon, I should have gone to see the King of Hell by myself.

The wind blew and I shivered, only to realize that my back was soaked. It was nothing during the fight, but after the fight, you were so worried that you broke out in a cold sweat? Laugh at yourself and put away the snake whip and other magic weapons.