At this time, Liu Zhuo had already supported the shield, looked calm and waited at the bottom of the green lake.

"What are you doing when you run so fast?" "Zuo Ningshan" had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Liu Zhuo said: "I'm afraid there will be problems with the teleportation array, so I will test it with myself, so that you will be safe with your senior brother."

"Is that right?" "Zuo Ningshan" Ni Yan smiled and then stopped talking and drifted straight to the lake.

Liu Zhuo cursed in his heart, chopped his right foot and his whole body quickly floated up, following closely behind "Zuo Ningshan".

The green lake is more than ten feet deep, and the bottom of the lake is a piece of green and faint green. Liu Zhuo continuously transported the small amount of spiritual breath in his body to the supported earth shield. He suddenly felt a little weak all over his body, which was a sign that the spiritual breath was about to be exhausted.

For immortal cultivators, if they do not have the support of spiritual breath, they will not be able to use the Five Elements Spells and Controlling Magical Tools. Apart from these, they are at best just a powerful martial arts master.

After suffering for a few breaths, Liu Zhuo felt that the lake water in front of him became brighter and he could vaguely see the blue sky. He stomped his feet suddenly, and his whole body jumped out of the lake with a "slam".

After leaving the lake, Liu Zhuo was stunned.

On the shore of the lake, "Zuoning Mountain" was confronting two young men wearing purple Confucian robes.

The two of them dressed exactly the same. A large golden "地" was embroidered on the back of the purple Confucian robe, and a strange bun was tied on their heads, and a bamboo stick was inserted in the middle of the bun.

Seeing this outfit, Liu Zhuo's first thought came to the word "Confucian".

This green water lake is within the sphere of influence of Kongmen, so it is not surprising to meet the monks of Kongmen.

Liu Zhuo, who suddenly jumped out of the lake, attracted the attention of two Confucius monks.

"Hmph! It turns out that there is a thief from your Five Mountains Sect who sneaked into the land of our Confucius Sect. What good things can you do? Senior brother, let's do it together!" One of the Confucius Sect monks said.

Another older Confucius monk stopped him and said, "Junior Brother Li, don't be reckless. I can't see through this old man's cultivation. It is likely that he is a master at the thirteenth level of basic martial arts, or even a foundation-building stage. Let's escape quickly."

After saying that, the older monk pinched the Taoist magic tricks, and a blue cloud had already swollen from his feet, and he was about to fly away when he saw it.

"Two eyesless things, I will destroy you." The python demon who had been silent for a long time saw Liu Zhuo coming out, then roared and sacrificed the talisman treasure.

However, this time, the talisman treasure did not turn into a strange blood python, but turned into the original golden flying sword. The sword body suddenly moved and shot towards the two Confucius Sect monks like lightning.

Seeing the flying sword attacking, the monk who was driving the clouds hurriedly sacrificed a string of golden bells.

The bells suddenly surged in the air, and the three bells turned into the size of watermelons, and the whole body was flashing with golden light. The "clang" sounded, and suddenly spread out and hit the flying sword of the python demon.

The golden flying sword was swept away, and then the three bells kept making "clang" confused sounds and began to surround the elderly monk.

"You are not here to help and destroy these two bed bugs!" "Zuo Ningshan" turned his head and shouted at Liu Zhuo.

After hearing this, Liu Zhuo was shocked. He was unwilling to do such a thankless thing.

Liu Zhuo was planning to take the opportunity to escape, but in a hurry he thought for a while, and then felt something was wrong, so he bit the bullet and flew to the shore, barely sacrificing the Dragon Intestine Flying Sword, and smashed it at the younger Confucian monk.

Because Liu Zhuo had just used his spiritual sense to investigate, the older Confucius monk had already achieved the ninth level of basic skills, while this young man had only practiced the sixth level of basic skills, and he had no magic weapon to protect him, which was exactly what Liu Zhuo like.

Although the young Confucius monk had already supported a low-level water shield, he saw Liu Zhuo coming from his sword with a fierce momentum, and he immediately looked frightened. He hurriedly pinched the magic trick and rushed out a fireball technique.

The dark red fireball dragged the flame tail and was about to face the Dragon Intestine Flying Sword. Liu Zhuo's mind moved, and the flying sword body slightly tilted, and passed by the fireball and emitted a sword light.

With a sound of blond, the sunset scattered.

The sword light of the Dragon Intestine Flying Sword directly broke through the monk's shield, and cut a very deep wound on his arm, which immediately screamed.

At the same time, let the puff! The fireball emitted by the young monk also hit Liu Zhuo's shield.

After the surging heat dissipated, the shield that Liu Zhuo supported also dissipated. There was not much spiritual breath in his body and could no longer support the consumption of the shield.

After a battle in the flash, although Liu Zhuo dissipated the shield, as he waved his finger, the next moment, the flying sword was pressed against the young monk's Adam's apple.

Looking at the flying sword of the dragon intestine that was trembling slightly below, the young monk was so scared that he trembled all over and kept begging for mercy.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!!

At this moment, "Zuo Ningshan" controlled the Fubao Flying Sword and hit the three golden bells one after another. He turned his head to look at Liu Zhuo, and immediately cursed: "You bastard, why don't you kill me? If you don't attack, I will destroy you later!"

Shocked by the words of the python demon, Liu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then his spiritual sense moved. With a puff, the Dragon Intestine Sword drew across the monk's neck, leaving a thin red line.

After seeing Liu Zhuo destroying the monk, "Zuo Ningshan" looked grim, pinched the magic trick and pointed it in the air!

hiss!!!

The talisman flying sword that was trembling with the three golden bells shook all over the body. A blood mist spread out from the tip of the sword. A huge python head emerged out of thin air, directly shaking away the three golden bells, and opened their bloody mouths to swallow the elderly monk in one bite.

Then, there was a scream like ghosts and wolves howling. The transformed giant python opened its mouth and vomited a large pool of blood. It came with a storage bag and disappeared with a roar.

The flying sword of Fubao turned into a talisman paper again and was taken back by "Zuo Ningshan".

Liu Zhuo was stunned when he saw the tragic situation in front of him.

"Zuo Ningshan" stared at him and said, "I didn't expect that you, a kid, looked smart and was confused at the critical moment! I want to reconsider the agreement with you!"

Liu Zhuo regained his calm expression and said, "I have no grudges and grudges with those two people, and there is no need to kill anyone!"

"The Five Mountains Sect and the Confucius Sect have always had many grudges. You kid don't silence you. The two bed bugs went back to attract experts from the Foundation Establishment Stage. Will they let you go because they have no grudges or grudges?" "Zuo Ningshan" scolded angrily.

After hearing this, Liu Zhuo said, "When the two of them left and attracted the masters, we had already escaped. It was just that you were easy to kill by nature."

"Cultivate it and argue with me!" "Zuo Ningshan" sneered, and waved his sleeves. Because of the loss of spiritual control, it had recovered into a string of golden bells floating in the air. At the same time, two storage bags of different colors floated up.

These things were slowly pushed to Liu Zhuo in one go.

"Although this golden bell is only a yellow-level, it is a defensive magic weapon, and it is rare. You can use it for self-defense." "Zuo Ningshan" said.

Liu Zhuo looked at it in surprise, and without saying a word, he took away all these things.

"Do you understand now? Good disciple." Zuo Ningshan said with a strange smile.

"No need to say more. If I meet the old mother of the Golden Snake, I will naturally not keep my hands."

Liu Zhuo said calmly, but he felt a little inexplicably moved. It was not for the purpose of dying at his commander, but he just felt that the world of immortal cultivation was slightly different from what he imagined.

"Can you still go to the clouds? Let's leave soon, and if we meet a high-level monk from the Confucius Sect again, we will be in trouble." "Zuo Ningshan" said impatiently, and a blue cloud had already risen under our feet.

Liu Zhuo forced the magic trick of the Taoist cloud technique and suddenly felt weaker, but at least the clouds rose up and flew leisurely to the Wujing Peak with "Zuo Ning Mountain".

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The secrets about the jar will gradually be revealed. If you are interested, please help me think of a cool name for this strange jar, which must be in line with the plot.
Chapter completed!