She has always liked to control her own destiny, rather than leaving it to the unknown.
The man who had been chasing for a long time suddenly turned around, and Zhang Rong was also stunned unexpectedly.
The bright moonlight shone on the Ghost River, and the ripples reflected the stunning beauty on the face of the woman in front of him, which also made him feel dazzled for a moment.
However, he quickly regained his composure.
He asked in a deep voice: "Is the girl a monk?"
When he was a child, he was studying abroad and was lucky enough to meet a monk. The man said that he came from the Canglan Sea of Longyou and came all the way to this mortal world to experience his state of mind.
The monk said that among tens of thousands of mortals, he was the only one who saw that he had spiritual roots. He felt that the two of them were somewhat destined, so he personally taught him how to introduce Qi into his body and taught him the techniques.
He happily became a disciple, but the man refused. He said that he had the most useless Five Elements Spiritual Root, and even if he cultivated, he would not achieve great achievements in this life. He just wanted to teach him to strengthen his body and live a more wanton life than ordinary mortals.
When he successfully entered the first level of Qi Refining, the man left quietly, not even wanting to tell his name.
Suddenly from a first-level ordinary mortal to a monk who can practice immortal arts, Zhang Rong's mind has long since changed from serving as an official in the imperial examination to pursuing immortality.
It's a pity that ten years have passed, and he has barely advanced from the first level of Qi Refining to the second level of Qi Refining, and the third level of cultivation is far away. Recently, he has stopped thinking about cultivation and plans to seek glory in his life. So.
, he focused on scientific examinations to gain fame, and also began to deliberately make friends with officials and disciples.
It happened that at this time, another message came from home saying that something had happened to Zhang Mao.
Zhang Mao was a younger brother whom he could not say he liked in his heart. If he had not been forced to take care of him because of his blood connection, he would not have returned to Xixia Village.
What I didn't expect was.
On such a summer night, under such moonlight, in this woman, he had a similar feeling to that when he first met "that person".
Especially the woman's gait and appearance made him suspect that this woman was also a monk.
Therefore, this question arises.
Yun Ling never thought that Zhang Rong would ask so directly.
She subconsciously asked: "What is a monk?"
Zhang Rong frowned, and the joy on his face dimmed, returning to its previous calmness.
Could it be that she is not a monk?
He stared at the wooden sword in Yun Ling's hand and thought deeply.
Yes, if this woman were a monk, how could she hold an ordinary wooden sword? She was chased by him all the way, but she never used any spiritual energy.
Looking at this face that is obviously different from that of a village woman, maybe this woman is just a daughter of a noble family who is learning martial arts?
Thinking of this, Zhang Rong asked directly: "Have you ever met your younger brother?"
Yun Ling didn't answer.
Zhang Rong asked again: "But you killed Zhang Mao?"
There was already some certainty in his words.
He has determined that Zhang Mao must have provoked this woman because of his sexual desire, but she was killed.
Yun Ling sneered and said nothing.
Zhang Mao sighed softly: "My master told me that people who cultivate immortality are not allowed to kill mortals wantonly. But I have no hope of advancing, so I don't have to abide by this rule anymore. Since the girl killed my brother, then I won't
You're welcome."
As he spoke, he took out a dagger-like magic weapon from the storage bag on his waist.
After all, he had been traveling in the Canglan Sea for several years. Yun Ling recognized the material of this magical weapon at a glance. It was the Canglan Sea glazed blue shell. The glazed blue knife was famous for its smooth feel and wear-resistance.
...low-end toys.
But now Yun Ling doesn't dare to take this "toy" lightly.
As Zhang Rong cast the spell, wisps of spiritual light began to appear on the glazed blue knife.
He held the spiritual sword in his hand and rushed towards Yun Ling.
Yun Ling raised his eyebrows.
His footwork is chaotic and his body is sloppy, so he may not be able to fight seriously.
She dodged away in a flash, and even scratched him a few times with her wooden sword.
It's a pity that Zhang Rong has the body of a monk after all. The wooden sword in her hand is nothing more than a mortal banyan branch. Apart from cutting a few gaps in his clothes, it can't hurt her in the end.
After several back and forths, Zhang Rong stopped attacking.
He saw some knowledge. This woman's Qinggong footwork was so good that he couldn't do anything to her.
After all, he was also a cultivator of immortality. This was the first time he was teased like this by a mortal, and anger welled up in his heart.
He snorted coldly: "Today, I will let you have a taste of the immortal family's magic."
He took out the treasure "that person" left for him at the bottom of the box, a piece of talisman paper from his storage bag.
First grade flame talisman.
If a mortal body was hit by this talisman, he would probably lose his life. Yun Ling glanced at the waves on the Ghost River and planned to be a flexible and flexible person.
She quietly began to approach Guihe, waiting for Zhang Rong to use the power of the talisman.
It seemed that Zhang Rong was using talisman paper for the first time, and he tried to use the spiritual light for a long time without success.
"Pfft." Yun Ling couldn't help laughing.
Hearing her sudden laughter, Zhang Rong became even more angry. He simply sprayed the paper talisman with his blood, and used most of his spiritual power to finally activate the flame talisman.
"Go to hell!" Zhang Rong shouted.
The paper talisman flew towards Yun Ling.
At this time, Yun Ling was still a few steps away from the river, so she ran with all her strength.
At this moment, an idea flashed in her hand.
In the midst of the fire and lightning, Ajiu hugged her shoulders and pressed his monkey's paw on her forehead.
At the critical moment, Yun Ling turned around and turned around with a Sunda Wind Blade!
After a wind blade containing infinite spiritual power scattered the flame talisman, it went straight across Zhang Rong's throat.
Zhang Rong's eyes widened as he ended his short life.
Before he died, there were only two words in his mind.
monk.
Yun Ling hugged the monkey cub and sat paralyzed on the ground.
"Ah Jiu, why did you run out?" Yun Ling was filled with joy.
Since she was injured and lost all her spiritual power, she has been unable to open the storage bracelet and spirit beast ring. During this period, Ah Jiu has not taken the initiative to come out of the spirit beast ring.
The owner who signs the contract and the spirit beast will have a special connection. When the spirit beast is injured, the spirit energy and blood of the owner will be affected. If the owner is seriously injured and on the verge of death, the spirit beast will also suffer the same injuries.
Every time she thought about Ah Jiu being seriously injured and forced to sleep because of her, she became worried. Especially when she thought about Feifei, who forcibly crossed the steps on the sea of Wan, Ming Yin was even more heartbroken.
Fortunately, Ah Jiu woke up and she still had Ah Jiu!
Ah Jiu looked sad.
It just woke up and saw that Yun Ling was being pursued.
In times of crisis, it could only forcefully leave the spirit beast ring, smear the remaining drop of its heart's spiritual blood on Yun Ling's spiritual platform, and help her sacrifice the Xunfeng Blade.
Yun Ling had already known about Ah Jiu's situation through telepathy.
She felt distressed and said: "I'm fine, you go back to recuperate."
After saying that, she cast a spell to send Ah Jiu back to the spirit beast ring.
The spirit beast ring has not moved, and Ah Jiu is still in place.
Yun Ling smiled awkwardly: "Well, how about you go back by yourself?"
If I had known earlier, I would have had some extra energy when using the Sundanese Wind Blade.
In times of crisis, her instinct was to strike with all her strength, squandering all the spiritual energy that Ajiu had cherished.
Ah Jiu shook his head: "...I don't have any spiritual power anymore."
Yun Ling: "..."
By the Ghost River, a man and an animal looked at each other.
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