The Monk

Chapter 675 There is a Sand Valley

Zhang Pa had the help of the Calming Bead, and knew that the thin jade bottle contained an invisible soul. He sighed in his heart, wondering how many lives had been killed in vain.

After the wind puppet came back to life, the third person pinched several spells and tapped the puppet's forehead, urging the talisman sealed in the mind to release. The wind puppet began to have spiritual power fluctuations in the body, running slowly at a very slow speed, making it difficult for people to detect.

The man made the wind puppet and asked the gray-robed Taoist: "Let him go now?" The Taoist replied: "Wait a minute, I'll let the ghost soldiers monitor him." By the way, he answered the previous question: "Even if the wind puppet was attacked by a monster, it should have left a breath. How could there be no discovery?"

"Who knows? Maybe it was taken away by the monster for a long time. Can you find it from such a distance?" The second person who spoke replied. "Maybe." The gray-robed Taoist stayed outside for a long time and couldn't find the enemy, so he had to agree with this possibility.

The wind puppet has a talisman in its brain, which is used to control actions and has mutual induction with the demon cultivator. The puppet that Zhang Pa had just destroyed was destroyed because the spell was destroyed. The demon cultivator went out to check after discovering it.

Zhang Pa hid underground and listened to them talking. The three of them were guessing why the puppet was gone, and didn't say anything else. He was impatient to wait any longer, so he sneaked out and floated to the surface, came to the place where the skull zombie disappeared, and used the ground walking technique to escape into the sand. There was a very shallow passage, more than one meter deep, leading to a cave that was not much bigger than a coffin, and the skull zombie was lying inside.

Zhang Pa chopped him into pieces with two knives and refined him with infant fire. He glanced and saw a bronze tripod at the edge of the cave. The mouth of the tripod was black. Looking inside, there was a black smoke and a bloody smell. It was not a good thing. After putting it away, he flew out of the ground and flew back into the air.

Zhang Tianfang asked: "Did you kill them?" Zhang Pa said: "Kill the skull." Fang Jian asked: "Is it a ghost disciple?"

"I don't know what it is, but it's very evil anyway." Zhang Pa told what he had just seen. Zhang Tianfang was not satisfied: "Just kill a few trash, why so much trouble?"

Zhang Pa took out the bronze tripod and showed it to the two. Zhang Tianfang glanced at it with his yin-yang eyes: "There are souls and blood essence inside."

No need to ask, it's another ghost-refined thing. Fang Jian said: "It's okay to wait, these evil things will only harm others if they are alive, they must be eradicated." He handed the bronze tripod back.

Zhang Pa put away the bronze tripod and nodded in agreement. This was exactly what he thought. He didn't kill the three people because he wanted to lure the snake out of the hole and draw out the forces behind them. At least he had to understand who the enemy was.

The three waited in the sky for a while, and the gray-robed Taoist and the guy who refined the wind puppet arrived at the same time. The two could not escape underground, so they quickly dug through the sand layer and entered the coffin cave. After a while, they came out and looked around to search.

Just like the wind puppet just now, the skull disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace. The gray-robed Taoist said, "Notify the ghost messenger." The other person followed his instructions and cast a communication talisman, and then the two stood still, waiting for the ghost messenger to arrive.

Zhang Pa locked the lower body with his soul, and knew clearly what the two were doing. He said to Zhang Tianfang, "Don't make a sound." Set up a barrier under the clouds, even if the cultivators explored the clouds, if their cultivation was not enough, they would not be able to find Fei Zhi's existence.

Zhang Tianfang was very angry. Why did you only tell me, why didn't you tell Fang Jian? You underestimated me!

Not long after, a white-haired Taoist flew down from below, wearing the same clothes as the previous two, but the color of the Taoist robe was red, while the previous two were gray. Obviously, they were from the same sect.

The white-haired Taoist stopped in front of the two and asked coldly, "What happened?" The two greeted respectfully, and the gray-robed Taoist replied, "A wind puppet and a ghost soldier were lost, the magic talisman was destroyed, and no clues could be found." The white-haired Taoist snorted coldly, "Waste." He let go of his spiritual sense to search, and after a moment his face changed slightly. He pinched the Taoist magic formula with both hands, whispered a few words, and shouted, "Show." The air in front of him was surging, and some subtle ripples appeared like a breeze rippling the surface of a lake, and then flashed a few times and disappeared, without the imagined ghost mark. The white-haired Taoist was a little surprised. What happened? His face changed again and again, and he said coldly, "Stop collecting temporarily, recall the wind puppets and ghost soldiers, and wait for orders." After speaking, he flew away along the original route. The two gray-robed Taoists obeyed the order and pinched several magic formulas, and saw four skull zombies crawling out from all over the vast desert, and four small wind rolls flew in this direction. When the eight dead things gathered together, the two Taoists took them back to the underground cave. Zhang Tianfang asked, "Are we going to do it?" Zhang Pa said, "Why are you in such a hurry to kill some ants? Wait for my notice." A gust of wind blew the clouds, and Zhang Pa followed the wind and chased the white-haired Taoist.

The white-haired Taoist was very alert, looking around as he walked. It took him very little time to come here, but it took him a full quarter of an hour to go back. He didn't jump and fly until he confirmed that no one was following him and there was no abnormality.

A flat desert, with some ups and downs, is just a small sand dune. From a distance, it looks a bit like a mountain. The white-haired Taoist went around and around and entered a sand valley, where a stone house stood alone. There was a one-armed Taoist sitting at the door. Seeing him come back, he asked calmly: "What happened?"

The white-haired Taoist said: "A wind puppet and a ghost soldier were killed by someone, and there is no trace of them."

The one-armed man said: "What do I think it's a big deal? It's gone, so what? Maybe it was killed by a passing cultivator."

The white-haired Taoist said respectfully: "If something unusual happens, it must be reported."

The one-armed Taoist nodded: "Yes, go ahead, do you have any good stuff recently?"

The white-haired Taoist stepped in and said as he walked: "How can there be any good products? Kill ordinary insects and beasts all day long. Even monsters are rare, let alone cultivators."

Zhang Aifan hid at the entrance of Sha Valley and looked in, listening to their conversation. This is where the sect is stationed. I was thinking about whether to go in or not. At this moment, a wild shout resounded through the sky: "Where did this arrogant boy come from, dare to come to Grandpa to look for trouble?" As the voice rang out, a tall man wearing a black Taoist robe appeared in the sand valley. As soon as he appeared, the one-armed Taoist hurriedly stood up and saluted: "I have met the venerable master."

The big man ignored him and rushed toward Zhang Awei's hiding place as soon as he appeared.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't want to fight now, so he jumped back when the big man appeared, used his escape technique to hide underground, held his breath and hid like a living dead. After the big man in black robes arrived, he looked left and right and found nothing. He thought to himself, could it be a monster that accidentally hit the magic circle? But there were no traces of monsters around. After thinking for a moment, he stood up, flew into the air and looked around, but still found nothing.

The big man muttered a spell in a low voice, his eyes doubled in size, and he opened his eyes to search again. He stopped when he scanned the hiding place of Zhang Afraid, and shouted: "Open." His eyes buzzed and shot out white light, easily penetrating the sand. Zhang was afraid of being beaten.

Zhang Ai was always paying attention to the situation outside. As soon as the big man came out, he was aware of it. When the big man opened his huge eyes, he thought about how useful this spell was, while he ducked down to perform the escape technique and left his position.

Therefore, when the white light shines into the sand, there is no reaction. The big man can't understand. Is it wrong again? How could a formation and a magic pupil go wrong twice in a row? He turned his hand back, grabbed a huge warhammer out of thin air, and slammed it towards the place where Zhang Ping was hiding just now. There was a bang, and a huge hole was made in the sand. There was nothing in it, let alone any living thing. , not even moisture, just some dry yellow gravel.

Two misjudgments were made, and the next two attacks hit the empty space. He did not see the enemy he imagined. However, the big man did not give up. He reached into his arms, pulled out a handful of white beads, threw them into the desert, and shouted: "Change" ”

The bead whirred in the air and transformed into eighteen white-armored guards, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other. They fell steadily to the ground, then rushed towards the big hole made by the war hammer, using the shield as a shovel to dig the big hole. It was even bigger. After a while, a large pit appeared in the desert with a length of 50 meters and a depth of more than 20 meters. Still nothing was found.

The big man was completely confused. Could it be that he was suspicious? No enemies at all? Re-luck the magic pupil and search again.

Zhang Ai relied on his advanced cultivation and powerful earth-moving skills to quietly move his body to evade the search when the big man was searching. I muttered to myself: This guy is so cool. I should also learn how to do this. No matter where I go, I can spread the beans and form an army, and then search for thousands of miles. Just thinking about it will make that fool Zhang Tianfang jealous. die.

The big man did not believe that his judgment was wrong, and a pair of magic eyes searched the desert under his feet again. At this time, someone flew from the sand valley, two handsome young men wearing white Taoist robes.

After the two arrived, one of them asked casually: "Have you found anything, Your Majesty?"

The big man ignored them and continued searching. The two young men were not worried, and the other one said: "Do you want my brother to help with the search?"

The big man snorted coldly, withdrew his magic pupil, looked at the two of them coldly and said, "Since the two fairy boys are interested, Leng will give it to you." He retracted his big hand, put away the war hammer, and then moved back, and the eighteen white Guard A turned into a bead and fell into the palm of his hand, then flew into the sand valley without looking back.

Zhang Weijing was a little surprised below. Judging from the clothes, this sect has a clear hierarchy. Could it be that ghost disciples have become a phenomenon? Why didn't Master Sky say anything, nor did the Lord of the Holy City? Is it because they didn't know the existence of these people, or was there another reason?

The big man in black robes left, and the two young men with white faces and white robes turned cold. One of them said: "Bullshit Venerable, if you didn't care about his merits in protecting the religion, I would have killed him and eaten his meat."

The other person laughed: "His meat is not delicious. The deputy leader asked us to investigate the matter of Feng Puppet. Why are you messing with him? Let's go."

"Idle time is idle. It's okay to tease him." The first person chuckled and said, "Let's go." The two of them flew in the direction where Zhang Afraid came.

The two of them went to question three gray-robed Taoists, but Zhang Wen hesitated and followed them back. The two fairy boys and the venerable just now were both intermediate-level Nascent Soul cultivators, and he was worried that something might happen to Fang Jian and the other two.

The two fairy boys quickly came to the gray-robed Taoist's cave, but they were too lazy to go down and shouted softly: "Come out." Three people under the sand hurriedly came out to pay their respects, shouting: "I have met the fairy boy."