The Monk

Chapter 734: Collecting the Jiao Jing

Zhang Tianfang followed up and asked, "Take this thing with you. Where can you put such a big thing?"

I don’t know how Jiao Jing grew, but it’s eighteen meters long. His Fushen Snake has been in Nitian Cave for so long, and now it’s only a little over three and a half meters long. Looking back at the big snake, it’s quite big. , the strength is just mediocre, at the level of the mid-level Nascent Soul, and it is of little use to keep him around, and he doesn’t want to collect any more monsters, so he feels a bit embarrassed.

Jiao Jing took the elixir and recovered quickly. She carefully flew to Zhang Ai's side, not knowing how he would arrange her.

Forget it, since you are always being hunted down and I have to protect you, Zhang Aif simply said three words: "A heart-to-heart agreement." This means that you will lose your freedom and become a slave from now on. You cannot disobey orders and return orders. To die for others. For monsters, this is a big deal, and no monster is willing to be enslaved by humans.

The dragon spirit thought for a long time, weighing the pros and cons. Monsters never live a stable life, and only a very small number of people can live forever. It wanted to live a long life, not to mention that Zhang was afraid that there would be many life-saving graces, so it made a decision. It admitted its surrender and opened its mouth. Vomiting out the inner elixir in his head, he hung it in front of Zhang Wei. Zhang Wen laughed, casually drew a mark on it, sent the inner elixir back, and the big snake swallowed it, forming a contract.

Zhang was afraid of sending the big snake into the big walnut in his chest, so he set aside a separate space to let it stay with the snake eggs. Go back again.

Back at the convoy, many Bai Zhan were carefully guarding the area. When they saw him coming back, they set up their tents to rest. Fang Jian came over and asked, "What's the matter?" Zhang Ping said, "Nothing, just collect the Jiao Jing." Fang Jian laughed and walked away.

It was night, windless and moonless, and the children fell asleep one after another after playing. Zhang Awei sighed and stood outside the tent, but his side was not empty. Zhang Ain scratched his head and asked, "Why are there endless troubles?" Fukong didn't answer and looked at the southern night sky.

They rest at night, usually putting out three tents, one for Fat Baby, Lin Sen and the monsters, one for the children, and one for the women, while the rest sleep under the open sky. Hearing what Zhang was afraid to say, several Bai Zhan team members immediately stood up and looked southward following Fu Kong's gaze.

After looking for a long time, he found nothing unusual and looked back at Zhang Afraid with a questioning expression. Zhang Ping said: "It's okay, let's have a rest." Team member Bai Zhan sat down doubtfully.

Fang Jian came over and asked, "Is everything okay?" Zhang Ping said, "It's okay now. Who knows what will happen in a while." Fang Jian understood the meaning of the words and asked, "What's wrong?" Zhang Ping said, "It's nothing. There are seventeen high-level monks in front, they should be Wu Guo Jianxiu."

At this time, Zhang Tianfang also came over and asked: "Isn't there a civil war in the Thirteen Wu? Which country has seventeen high-level monks so awesome?"

"I guess the Thirteen Wus have joined forces and come out with all their masters." Zhang Ping said.

"Let's give in. Who's afraid of whom? If you dare to cause trouble, we'll kill them all." Zhang Tianfang said.

Somewhere in the far south, seventeen high-level sword cultivators stood in thirteen places hundreds of meters apart. Among them were the yellow-clothed cultivators that Zhang Wenye had seen before, and the two sword cultivators Bai and Wu whom he had seen last year. Xiu, although I have never seen the others, I guess he is also the top being in the Thirteen Wuzhong. He thought to himself: Not bad. Without top-level masters, he can save a lot of trouble.

Seeing these sword cultivators reminds me of the Jin family. They also grew up in the midst of killings. Their population is not as large as any other country in the Thirteen Wuzhong, but they can have many top-level monks, and even more high-level monks. They are the number one in the world. Compared with the big cultivator families, the strength of the Thirteen Wu cultivators is really not good enough.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile. People are incomparable. How can I compare with Zhang Tianfang? Even idiots can conceive babies. How to compare with Fang Jian? In just two to three hundred years, he has cultivated to the intermediate level of Nascent Soul by relying on his own strength alone, and may break through and advance to become a high-level monk at any time. The children of the Jin family are also incomparable. A tribe of divine punishment, a nation that even God punishes, should have more talented masters.

He stood on this side, and the sword cultivator stood on the other side. The two groups faced each other across a long distance, and they stood there all night long. At dawn the next day, the sword cultivators retreated collectively, not knowing where they were retreating.

Zhang Tianfang came and asked him, "Are you still leaving?" Zhang Ain asked, "Why aren't you leaving?" So everyone set off.

The direction the convoy was heading was where the sword cultivators stood all night. A Bai Zhan team member came and asked: "Do you want to explore the way first?" Zhang Awei shook his head: "No." There are only a dozen high-level monks, and there are scary guys like piglets, kittens, and shadow tigers. Their strength is enough. What for? Didn't take it to heart at all.

However, he was a little surprised that the Thirteen Wu monks were able to act together. A group of people usually work hard for each other, but at critical moments, they can act in unison. It's a bit interesting, but I don't know if Bai Wu will feel awkward when he stays with the masters of Lie Wu and Jin Wu. .

While he was worrying about it, Zhang Tian asked him on the roof of the car: "Did someone know that you killed six sword cultivators? That's why they sent a large force to look for trouble."

Zhang Ain smiled and said, "What can we do if we know or not?" Judging from yesterday's performance, they probably don't know yet, they just have suspicions.

Zhang Tianfang said: "As long as you are soft-hearted, follow me and kill all the demon cultivators who are watching the fun, so that everything will be safe. Even if the sword cultivator comes to visit, we can kill you without any evidence."

"As for what, you will die just for watching the excitement? Those demon cultivators are not idiots. How could they come out and talk nonsense after seeing this?" Zhang Ain said, but he was a little hesitant. If those seventeen cultivators came to come, Trouble, to kill or not to kill?

Fang Jian also thought of the questions he could think of. He lay on the hood of the car and looked down: "What will happen to the civil war in Wu if all seventeen high-level sword cultivators die?"

Zhang was afraid of being angry and said: "Am I that cruel and ruthless? All seventeen of them are dead, why kill them?"

Fang Jian smiled and said: "I didn't ask you to kill them, I just asked casually."

The three of them kept talking for a while. Lin Sen opened the car door, looked out and asked, "How far is it to the sea?" He was always worried about accidents, thinking that it would be safer when there was no one at sea.

Zhang Ain replied: "It's coming soon. I think we'll arrive in the evening." Even if we cross the mainland, it takes two months to go to sea, which is really a long way. Lin Sen retracted the carriage with a cry, and Zhang Wen thought of a question and asked: "Where does the Wuling Pond lead to?"

Lin Sen said: "I don't know. I always stay away from things I don't understand."

Zhang Jing said: "If there is a chance, I can go down and see if it works?"

Lin Sen was startled, thought for a while and said, "Nothing is impossible." After that, he closed the car door.

Zhang Tianfang asked curiously: "What are you two talking about? What is the Five Spirit Pond? Is there also a Six Spirit Pond?"

Zhang was afraid that he would not answer this question, so he asked another question: "We are now at the beginning of Nascent Soul. Don't you plan to transform into a god?"

Zhang Tianfang was stunned when he was asked: "Okay, why are you telling me? There's something wrong with me."

Fu Kong suddenly interrupted: "Master said that Tian Fang will not make much progress in his cultivation. Being able to cultivate to the first level of Nascent Soul is already a great blessing, unless he enters my Buddhist door and takes refuge in the Three Jewels..."

"Take refuge in the Three Jewels? I don't even know what the Three Jewels are. I just need to take refuge in my head. What's more, what is great fortune? In order to conceive a baby, I almost died of pain at the hands of that bastard boy. This is also called fortune." ? I would rather get stabbed a few times than get this fate." He is a typical person who forgets to dig a well when he is not ready.

Zhang was afraid that he would not argue with him, so he pretended not to hear him and took out jade pieces to make fireworks. What he was thinking about was where the dark space under Wuling Pond leads to? That place is really strange. Five huge spiritual pools stand out of thin air. Inside the pools are five spirits jumping and surging. Below the pools is nothingness. When I first saw it, I was very scared and afraid of falling, but then I got used to it and forgot about it. Until I was thinking about it a few days ago, I remembered a lot of enemies, and also remembered some strange places, such as the dark space under the Five Spirit Pond, such as why I couldn't understand the formation diagram of the Refining Temple, such as Jiangnan written on the back of the formation diagram of the Refining Temple Where again.

When Zhang Tianfang saw that he was silent and making fireworks, he muttered: "It's boring." He lay on his back on the roof of the car and looked at the sky.

I had just made more than twenty fireworks when I noticed two people flying towards the motorcade in front of me. I thought to myself: "What is supposed to come will always come." He put away the fireworks, jumped up, and stopped in front of the first carriage.

The two men, dressed in white, flew nearly a thousand meters and stopped. They clasped their fists together and said, "Peng Zhan and Peng Yang have met Taoist friends."

Zhang Zing said: "What are you seeing? Come here." Seeing that the two of them had no murderous intentions, they flew back to Fat Baby's carriage.

These two were masters of swordsmanship from Bai Wu in Thirteen Wu. They had a fight with Zhang Afraid and were defeated by one sword, but they later surrendered. A few days ago, I received a message from other sword cultivators from the Wu Kingdom, asking for information about the masters from the Yue Kingdom. They also said that high-level sword cultivators from the four countries died in the Yue Kingdom. I hope they can temporarily put aside their internal feuds and join hands to fight against the enemy.

The two of them didn't want to come, but firstly, they couldn't offend so many people at the same time, and secondly, these sword cultivators forced Liewu Jinwu to surrender the fifty occupied Baiwu City. Under coercion and inducement, the two of them had to leave. When we met last night, we saw that it was Zhang Weifang, so we started to care about him. If you want to kill him, you can kill him. We will protect ourselves and watch the fun.

The form of the Thirteen Wus is complex. Except for the weak countries at the two ends, the other countries are very strong. Most of them are bordering three or four countries at the same time, and they are also at war with three or four countries at the same time. They are very chaotic with each other. Today you unite I will beat him, and tomorrow he will join forces with you to beat me, and the authorities will not be able to figure out what is going on. The six sword cultivators who died came from these countries.

Many things originate from misunderstandings. The six swordsmen who came to Zhang to avoid trouble can be regarded as a misunderstanding. There are more than tens of millions of cultivators on the mainland, and there are endless masters. Most of them just sweep away the snow in front of their own door, regardless of what other people are doing. This was the case in the past, so Wu State kept attacking itself and ignored what would happen to the cultivators of its two neighboring countries, Yue State and Qi State.

But this time it was different. The top monks of the Yue Kingdom entered the Wu Kingdom. Although they did not kill anyone, they only rescued 250,000 Vietnamese prisoners. But do you believe such a thing? I'm afraid of overthinking the matter. When other Wu cultivators heard this, a top-level master led a group of children to save ordinary soldiers? Is it possible? Everyone compares their hearts, who cares about the lives of ants? Not to mention traveling all the way to save ants and not even kill the enemy masters? There are many doubts.