The Monk

Chapter 895: Meeting the Traveler

The others looked on speechlessly, feeling aggrieved. They had just been told by Zhang that they were not as good as Huo'er, and now they had to send ordinary birds and snakes home. After all, they were considered masters. Can we not be so boring? Things that just beginning disciples can do must be done by us.

Zhang was afraid to see their unwilling expressions and shouted: "Please be serious."

Ruiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, there's nothing wrong. I'm going back to the palace first. I still have things to do." Zhang Ai said: "What to do? You send a bird back first, this one is black, right , Well, one of those eggs needs a beating. "

So all the masters in the mountain escorted the snake eggs and bird eggs home like servants, and then ran away so that the boss of Tianlei Mountain who was not doing anything serious could be seen again.

After most of the day's work, most of the eggs have been sent back, but there are still more than 300 eggs left in the big nest. They are obviously a group of abandoned children. There were no snakes or birds under the mountain, but there were three or two greedy mice. They got into the holes and came out to take a look, hoping to take advantage of them.

Some disciples who had not had time to run came over and asked: "Uncle Master, what should I do with these eggs?" Zhang Awei glared: "What should I do? Keep them." With a flick of his fingers, drizzle suddenly fell over the mountain, carrying rich spiritual energy. onto the egg. Zhang Ai said to his disciples, "I don't care what you do. I'll wait until they hatch and grow up before releasing them." After saying this, he ran away very irresponsibly.

A group of unlucky disciples looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and asked us to raise snakes and birds? Is there anything else going on? They all shouted: "Go to the leader." They went to Ruiyuan to make the decision. Unfortunately, Ruiyuan and Zhang were afraid that they had been together for too long and were no longer as practical as before. When they returned to the palace, there was no one behind them, and they bravely evaded responsibility. The disciples searched for a whole day but could not find where he was hiding. Fortunately, the disciples didn't give it in vain. After thinking about it for a moment, they randomly called thousands of new disciples and took them to the mountain bag to teach them: "Take good care of them. If you successfully hatch and release them, I will teach you the secret technique."

At this time, there are many people but few eggs. When the disciples heard that there was a secret skill to be taught, the price was to raise a little bird or a little snake? Where can I find such cheap things? Everyone rushed for the opportunity to raise snakes and birds. Then there is chaos. A member of Bai Zhan came up with an idea: "We have a martial arts competition, and the winner is qualified to hatch eggs." Then let's fight, but the scope of this fight has been greatly expanded, and tens of thousands of disciples have requested to sign up, so the new disciples of Tianlei Mountain have their first martial arts competition. Officially held. At this time, Ruiyuan stopped hiding and strolled out. He talked for a long time at the meeting, encouraged him for a while, and then started fighting.

However, Zhang Ping didn't know about these things. He had disappeared long ago and headed towards Shiwan Mountain with the Black Bird. He had no idea that the countless skills he had gained from killing people would be used by a bunch of disciples of the sect to deceive new disciples.

When he goes to Shiwanda Mountain, he usually enters from the mountain pass near Yong'an County, Qi State. This time when I came to the mountain pass, I was a little surprised. There were many cultivators nearby, including monks, warlocks, and wanderers. From this mountain pass to the south, all the way to the mountains near Yong'an Lake, there are at least a dozen cultivators wandering around.

As soon as they landed and flew away, the blackbirds stopped on Zhang Wen's shoulders, looking southward one by one. Zhang Ping suddenly remembered what Song Yunyi told him about the martial arts world when he returned to Tianlei Mountain last time. He said that dozens of people died on a mountain peak near Yong'an Lake, including disciples of many sects such as Longhu Mountain and Hongguang Inn. It is also said that the lost hairpin spiritual weapon once reappeared, but disappeared along with the murder case.

Are these people looking for spiritual weapons? Zhang Ain pondered over it, without comment, should he be so exaggerated? At least two or three years have passed and nothing can be found.

So I ignored them and turned around and walked into the mountain pass. But there is a problem. Blackbird is the body of the soul. His spiritual power is surging, without any obstruction, exuding endless majesty. It suddenly appeared at the mountain pass and immediately attracted the attention of all the cultivators.

Because Zhang was afraid of constricting his aura, they could not find anyone. They only knew that a terrifying monster was coming, which seemed to be a spirit body. They approached carefully to see if it was the spirit of the hairpin-producing weapon.

The distance from Yong'an Lake to the mountain pass is not long. After a while, fifteen cultivators entered the mountain pass together. Only then did they realize that they were one person and one bird. They knew that they had guessed wrong. The spirit of the hairpin was a green dragon.

A group of people saw an unknown person carrying an unknown bird. Although they could not find out the person's cultivation level, they did not dare to do anything in the mountain. The last time more than seventy people died tragically in the mountain, the Red Venerable became furious and found an excuse to kill fifteen monks in one month. Who dares to cause trouble in Shiwan Mountain? So they turned around and went out of the mountain to continue searching for the target. However, one person knew Zhang Ai and quickly ran over and bowed and said, "Yu Kuanye has met my senior."

This name is weird enough, Kuan Ye, is there also Narrow Night? Zhang was afraid to turn around when he heard the sound, and he had seen it before, when he rescued Lu Wan. At that time, demon sect thieves and barbarian thieves captured people alive for cultivation, and the wanderers rescued people for justice. This person was the leader. At that time, a group of his subordinates called him Yu Boss, who had a preliminary level of alchemy cultivation.

Zhang Ping was very fond of the Youshi, an organization composed of a group of idle cultivators and quite powerful. The pursuit in life is not cultivation, but strength. When you pursue strength, do good deeds. It can be said that among all the cultivators in the world, excluding Buddhist cultivators, the most kind-hearted ones are this group of wanderers. He always does good things and never does bad things, just because he keeps killing and killing, the corresponding casualties are also high.

But the wanderers didn't care, they just did their own thing, had no complaints or regrets, and didn't ask for anything in return. In Zhang Ai's eyes, these people were almost like saints.

Therefore, seeing that it was Boss Yu who was speaking, Zhang was very happy and asked with a smile: "What are you doing here?"

Yu Kuanye was even more happy: "Senior, do you still remember me?" Zhang Ping said: "Of course you remember, we once fought side by side, how dare you forget?"

This sentence was a compliment to him. Boss Yu knew it in his heart, but he was still very happy. What an honor it was to be able to fight side by side with the best player in the world. I was just happy in my heart, but said in my mouth: "Senior, don't say that. This kid is of low ability, how can he stand side by side with his seniors."

Zhang fearfully said: "Wouldn't it be better to fight the enemy together? Okay, if we don't talk about this, what are you doing here?"

Generally speaking, wherever tourists appear, injustice often happens. Yu Kuanye replied: "Three years ago, a murder occurred at Shiwanda Mountain and Peak. A total of seventy-seven people died, including thirteen people from Longhu Mountain, five from Hongguang Inn, two warlocks from the mountain, and fifty others. They belonged to eight sects, and five warriors died on the spot. The warriors could not die without knowing it, so the leaders sent people to investigate the matter thoroughly, but after a long investigation, there was no result. After discovering it, I left my group to continue to monitor, so that we could have a chance to meet the senior."

Zhang Ai asked curiously: "Five wanderers died? Others are here to steal hairpins, what are you wanderers doing here?"

Yu Kuanye replied: "They stole their hairpins. We are here to track down the murderer. A small village in Yan State was massacred. All 113 people in the village were killed. I heard that the person who stole the hairpins was The little Taoist priest secretly hid in the village. Later, the news was traced. He ran away and the innocent villagers were killed. When the traveler got the news, he naturally wanted to seek justice for the villagers. He tracked down He Feng and found out the news. Someone was killed again, but fortunately they left a message and we found out what happened.”

More than a hundred innocent people were killed? Zhang Awei frowned and asked: "Who did it?" Yu Kuanye replied: "I don't know. I just said that He Feng was traced, and then there was no news. The leaders thought that the dead people on He Feng, or those who killed these people, , there is always a murderer involved.”

This world can't live in peace for a few days, so why bother messing around all day long? Do you think you are unlikely to die? Zhang Ping sighed secretly and asked one more question: "Where is He Feng? What traces are there on the body?" Yu Kuanye replied: "He Feng is not far from here. It is a not too big hill with a Xiaohu, I have never seen the body, but it is said that there are no obvious injuries on the body. "

No visible scars? This shows that it is almost impossible to fight each other to death, so who killed them? Was the missing hairpin spiritual weapon also taken away by the murderer?

Zhang Pingcai thought about it subconsciously, and immediately laughed secretly at himself for being meddlesome. This is someone else's business, so there is no need to interfere, so he asked: "Other than you, no one else will investigate?"

Yu Kuanye said: "Youshi has not many manpower, but there are too many things to deal with. We gave up the investigation on Hefeng's matter after three months. I will lead four people to wait and continue the investigation. It will be best if we can stay. If we can’t wait, we’ll have to transfer him again when something happens elsewhere.”

Listening to what he said, the Youshi were a very strange organization, different from other sects. However, Zhang was afraid that he did not ask, lest people misunderstand that it was spying information, so he asked other questions: "Except for you, why are there cultivators?" Those who stay on will not leave.”

Yu Kuanye said contemptuously: "Who cares about them? They want to leave or not! Speaking of which, senior, are you going to the mountains to do something? I won't bother you, senior. Please." After talking for a long time, he finally remembered Zhang Aijin. There may be something wrong with Shan.

Zhang Ai laughed and said: "There is something wrong. Don't be too anxious about your affairs. Check slowly and you can always find loopholes."

Yu Kuanye smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid I don't have that much time."

Zhang Ping smiled slightly and said a few more polite words, then said goodbye to Yu Kuanye and started on the road again.

Walking along the foothills, he arrived at Liegu in a day. Now that Zhang was afraid of his advanced cultivation, it would have taken half a month to walk in the past. Now he was just like the wind blowing by, and he reached his destination in twenty hours. land.

This is still the state before transforming into a god. It is hard to imagine what kind of cultivation he will have after transforming into a god. Zhang is afraid that he is not sure how powerful the ghost ancestor is. He also feels that he was really lucky the last time he fought with the black monster. After being beaten several times and for so many days, he still survived. It was definitely a blessing.

Stopping in front of the cave, I scanned it around once as a habit. After finding no abnormalities, I collected the black bird into the spiritual weapon. Then, his breeze blew into the cave, passed through the darkness, walked through the forest, crossed the river, advanced between two tall stone walls, and arrived at the cave where the mountain god lived.