The Monk

Chapter 64: Teenager Pervert

An empty area in front of the ancestral temple had already been cleared, with a red carpet and more than a hundred chairs arranged. At this moment, the empty area was full of people. In the most conspicuous place, two girls in palace dresses stood. They were both beautiful, fair and lovely. There were more than a dozen maids around them, and some officials stood outside the maids. Outside them were layers of armored guards.

One of the two girls had big eyes, bright and pleasing. After seeing the motorcade, she whispered, "The princess is coming." The other girl had thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes. She was dressed in the palace style. She was obviously a princess. She chuckled and said, "I don't know how she persuaded the emperor to come out to play. She is just fooling around."

The two girls, the one with big eyes is Zhang Yiru, the beloved daughter of the prime minister Zhang Zhongyuan, and the one with thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes is Song Yunzhi, the only daughter of Sheng Wang Songque. Zhang Yiru also laughed, "You are still talking about others, but you are also fooling around?"

The two chatted for a while, and the motorcade approached. The horse guards dispersed to form a protective posture. The brocade curtain of the chariot was opened, and two palace maids walked out, followed by a slender woman, whose every move was full of charm. She walked out of the phoenix chariot with the help of a maid. She raised her eyes slightly, revealing a jade-like face and stunning appearance. She was the most beautiful woman in Song State, the daughter of Emperor Song Quan of the Song Dynasty, Princess Anping Song Yunyi.

As soon as Song Yunyi appeared, all the officials in front of the ancestral temple knelt down to welcome her, followed by the people. Except for the guards, disciples of the national teacher and Zhang Pa, there were heads everywhere.

Zhang Pa knew that Yu Bukai was worried about him, so he simply followed the convoy and moved forward together. Seeing that ten thousand people were kneeling for one person, he thought it was a big show. Li Yunyi waved his hand in the car and said, "No need to be polite." Then he walked down the phoenix chariot with the help of the palace maids and walked slowly to Song Yunzhi and Zhang Yiru. Before the three of them could speak, a strong wind suddenly blew, and a figure appeared out of thin air and shot towards the three beauties like lightning.

For half a day, Zhang Pa had been concentrating and on guard. When the wind started, he immediately felt something was wrong. The wings behind him spread out and flew towards the Phoenix Chariot. When he arrived, the figure had already grabbed Zhang Yiru and Song Yunzhi and was about to grab Song Yunyi. Zhang Pa threw his hands, and the snake whip in his left hand flew out and shot at the black shadow, and the shadowless knife in his right hand hit out at the same time.

The man clamped one person under his left ribs, grabbed another person with his left hand, and grabbed Song Yunyi with his right hand. Unexpectedly, a snake whip suddenly appeared in front of him, piercing straight at him like a flying sword. Knowing that it was the initial stage cultivator of the Jindan period who had not been killed just now attacking him, he did not care too much. He bent his right fingers and hit the snake whip, and his body still rushed towards the princess.

The man flicked his fingers, and the snake whip was knocked away. His right hand grabbed Song Yunyi again, and he had already grasped his arm. His face suddenly changed drastically. He let go and quickly retreated, and grabbed his chest with his backhand. A milky white knife was inserted on it and swayed slightly.

Zhang was afraid that he would not be given time to react, so he returned the shadowless knife as soon as it touched him, and at the same time released five flying bowls to hit the opponent from top, middle and bottom, and then controlled the snake whip in mid-air to attack again. While the opponent was retreating, he took a step forward to block the princess behind him and protected her closely. After protecting the princess, he was thinking about how to deal with the enemy, and was extremely shocked: "The shadowless knife is extremely sharp. Although it was shot hastily, it can only pierce the opponent's body protection. You can imagine how powerful this guy is?"

He was shocked, and the young man was even more shocked. He stepped back more than ten feet and stood still, looking down at his chest. He was wearing a gold silk armor inside, which was refined with thousand-year-old silkworm silk and gold. It was pierced by the opponent's knife, and he was horrified. Seeing the blood flowing out of the wound, he couldn't help but be furious, his eyes turned cold, and his handsome face became a little ferocious. He dropped the two women in his hand, ejected a silver long sword, and arrived first after firing, strung the five round cymbals together like a string of candied haws, and then stabbed the snake whip.

The two fought and separated. The surrounding disciples of the national teacher noticed the situation and rushed over with magic weapons. Her Royal Highness was frightened, her face was pale, and she stood there in panic. Zhang Pa glanced back, thinking of his past, smiled gently at her, and whispered: "Don't be afraid."

At this time, the silver sword stabbed and was about to pierce the snake whip. The snake whip was like a real snake, whooshing down and continuing to bite the opponent. But the opponent's sword was faster, and the tip of the sword trembled, just hitting the tip of the snake whip. The snake whip was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and the magic power disappeared and fell to the ground. The handsome young man frowned, what a hell today, first a sword failed to kill the initial stage of Jindan monk; then a knife pierced the body of the golden silk armor, causing himself to be injured; and the sword in front of him attacked with all his strength, but couldn't destroy the opponent's magic weapon?

He grabbed the snake whip with his left hand, wanting to see what was going on.

The disciples of the national teacher finally surrounded the young man. Yu Bukai commanded everyone to use their magic weapons to attack and stop the young man from moving. The young man became even more angry. He snorted coldly and threw out the sword in his hand. The silver sword flew around him like a dragon, and it danced several times to break the opponent's magic weapon. When he was about to kill him, he suddenly felt a silent danger approaching quickly. He had to retract his body and retreat again. Then he summoned the silver sword to strike somewhere in front of him. There was a sound of "chi", and a section of the blade of the silver sword was cut off. A vague light flashed in front of him and flew back to Zhang Pa's right hand.

Zhang Pa quickly turned sideways, stretched out his left hand to hold the princess' waist, led her forward, and blocked the two women who fell to the ground behind him. Then he let go of the princess and summoned back the snake whip. He stood proudly facing the young man.

At this time, the strong wind stopped, and the officials, maids, and soldiers reacted, shouting to protect the emperor and surrounded the princess. Princess Song Yunyi was a little flustered when she suddenly encountered a huge change. After a while, she reacted and looked around with her beautiful eyes. Seeing her sisters fall to the ground, she hurriedly helped them. The soldiers kept rushing forward, and finally surrounded the three girls.

Zhang Pa stared at the handsome boy, thinking about what to do next: "He attacked me by surprise, he is stronger than me, and he robbed the girl. Should I run? Or should I run?" Zhang Pa wanted to escape.

The handsome young man was also looking at Zhang Wei. He let the blood drip from his chest and did not deal with it. He just whispered: "It was you who hurt me." The voice was so low that it was unclear whether he was asking or talking to himself.

Afraid of not answering, Zhang held the Shadowless Knife in his right hand and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

Song Yunyi finally understood, and shouted to Zhang Wei's back: "Chivalry, go and kill the villain. As long as you kill him, I will recommend you to my father and make you a high official." He also called on the disciples of the Imperial Master to escort him. .

Yu Bukai had more than a dozen people, and when they met the enemy, all the magic weapons they encountered were destroyed. Knowing that the cultivation base was too far away, they automatically gathered around the princess, hoping that Zhang Wen could repel the enemy.

The handsome young man put the broken blade of the silver sword in front of his eyes for a closer look, and suddenly asked: "What magic weapon did you use?" Zhang was afraid that he would not answer as if he hadn't heard, and kept thinking that this guy is better than me, should I run away? Or run?

As he thought in his mind, the wings on his back spread out again at will, and with a slight swing, his body was three inches off the ground and soared into the air. After unfolding the wing shield, I remembered that there were also body-protecting techniques. With my thoughts, five-colored light shone one after another, and the five five-element body-protecting techniques were added one by one. My left hand trembled, and the other one in the wrist guard slipped from my palm without a shadow. I picked it up with my right hand. Holding the first shadowless knife, he stared at the handsome young man.

His high-profile demonstrations caused the surrounding people, officers and soldiers to exclaim repeatedly, calling for gods, and some even knelt down and kowtowed. Naturally, Yu Bukai and the others would not be as ignorant as ordinary people, but they knew that the immortal cultivator who could fly in the air must be better than themselves, and they made a plan to pay their respects to him in a while.

Seeing that Zhang Weifang didn't answer, the young man asked again, "Which sect are you from?" Zhang Weisheng still didn't speak, his mind full of random thoughts. The young man's scowl became more angry, and his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Then Zhang Awei appeared in front of him, raising his hand to grab his throat. Zhang Awei was so frightened that he couldn't react quickly. He instinctively waved his hands and shot out two flying knives. Then he yelled. The Thousand Walls of Fury body in front of him exploded instantly, bursting out with huge heat and burning towards the young man. Only then did the young man's right hand touch Zhang Awei's skin. He felt as if he was being burned by the fire of purgatory. He screamed and retreated to the original place. However, two shadowless knives were inserted into his ribs silently, and then two lines of blood were shot out. The shadowless knives actually penetrated his body. It came out and drew two extremely beautiful arcs before flying back to Zhang Ai's hands.

The handsome young man hurriedly took out a jade bottle, poured a pill into his mouth, and touched the wound with his fingers. Then he looked at Zhang Afraid fiercely, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhang Ping did not expect to be able to injure the opponent, not to mention the sharpness of the Shadowless Knife; even the Five Elements Protector, with the strong support of the five spirit spirits in the Divine Tears, was extremely powerful. He couldn't help but feel a little happy, so he forgot to answer the young man's question again.

He always keeps silent and feels mysterious, especially to the common people, who looks extremely cool; but to the handsome young man, he feels arrogant and disdainful.

The young man's murderous intention returned, he put away his silver sword and offered a silver bell. Zhang Awei guessed that it was another magic weapon such as the soul-stealing bell, and silently recited the Jingxin Jue to resist, but the young man put away the bell, glared at Zhang Awei fiercely, and then flew away in the air.

Zhang was a little confused, why did he leave? Divine consciousness immediately gave the answer. Five early monks in the alchemy stage flew from a distance, and they were shocked: "No, is it so unlucky? I hope they are not enemies."