Pu Songling was also stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting it.
"Hey, you little boy Zhang, how could you do this? You should save me first..."
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, and then he realized that the spell on his body had been unlocked.
Then he heard Zhao Wuji let out a strange laugh, a cold light flashed in his old eyes, and he immediately launched a sneak attack. His right hand suddenly enlarged in a circle, and he fiercely grabbed Pu Songling beside him.
At the same time, my eyes were also beating with cold light, and my heart was also filled with excitement. This Zhao Wuji is indeed an old man, and his decisive and reactionary killing skills are first-rate. It would be great if Zhao Wuji could capture Pu Songling.
Then I would naturally find a way to get the information I wanted to know from this old Confucian scholar.
When I thought of this, I felt even more unenthusiastic, along with some anxiety, and my eyes stared at the two of them.
Pu Songling is no ordinary ghost. Can Zhao Wuji do this?
All this is a long story, but in fact it was just a thought that suddenly appeared in my mind. The next moment I saw that Zhao Wuji's big hands had firmly grasped Pu Songling's neck.
"Hey, old guy, go to hell!"
Zhao Wuji laughed ferociously, and before I could stop him, he squeezed it hard with his big hand.
Zhao Wuji's cross-training skills were extremely good. Pu Songling couldn't bear the hold. Then he heard a bang, and Pu Songling's body exploded under the force, just like the balloon.
It was like an explosion, turning into a stream of air.
"died?"
I was a little unbelievable, this death was a bit too childish, but I was really shocked to see it. I couldn’t believe it, but I also felt a pity in my heart. After all, I hadn’t heard from him what I wanted to do.
The news you need!
Seeing that he had killed Pu Songling, Zhao Wuji gently flicked his right hand and returned to his normal appearance, with a proud sneer on his face, "You deserve it if you dare to mess with me, ah, bah...
"
Unexpectedly, before Zhao Wuji had finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly rang next to him.
"He is indeed a vulgar person!"
Zhao Wuji's face changed drastically, and his reaction speed was not bad. The moment the sound rang out, he kicked hard on the stone tablet with both feet, and his body jumped up in the air like a big bird, and he pulled away in the blink of an eye.
The distance between it and the stone monument was about to jump in front of us, and the voice sounded again.
"The people I catch never escape!"
At the same time as the words rang out, a familiar figure slowly emerged from the stone tablet, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into Pu Songling's appearance again, with no visible damage to his body.
It was also a sneer. Pu Songling slowly raised his right hand and pointed the tip of his pen at Zao Wuji. Zao Wuji's figure leaping high suddenly lost its power as if it had been hit by a body-holding spell. Bang
It fell to the ground with a loud thud, and it fell head-first like a dog eating shit.
Poor Zhao Wuji let out a muffled groan, and his nosebleed instantly spread all over the ground. His head was knocked down. Although it was not fatal, the skin trauma was obviously unavoidable. What was even more frightening was that this kind of injury left him unable to fight back.
The technique seriously stimulated Zhao Wuji's self-esteem.
"Old man, if you have the ability, let's do it openly and honestly. Who do you think you are a hero if you resort to such despicable methods? I look down on you, you bastard. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I'm even ashamed of you!"
The nosebleed flowed into his mouth as he cursed, which made Zhao Wuji even more angry, "Ah bah...I'm going to kill you, ah bah..."
While scolding, Zhao Wuji vomited out the nosebleeds in his mouth. He looked really miserable.
Faced with Zhao Wuji's insults, Pu Songling seemed not to hear it. Instead, he stared at Zhao Wuji with some surprise, "It's weird, you can break my silence!"
"Bah, what the hell are you doing with this bullshit gag? If I hadn't fought so hard, I would have run out of strength. Believe it or not, I would have chopped you with a fucking knife. Bah..."
Zhao Wuji couldn't move his body and could only talk.
Pu Songling also frowned with a headache, simply ignored it, and finally looked at me again, with a playful smile in his eyes.
Of course I knew that he must have seen through my little thoughts, but even so, he couldn't do anything to me, after all, I didn't do anything illegal.
It's just that at this moment, at this moment, my heart is not as calm as on the surface. I am even more wary of the Pu Songling in front of me. The old man's methods are so weird and unpredictable that I can't see through them at all.
he.
Not to mention me, even Taoist priests Qing Yi and Ziyun beside me were like this. They looked at Pu Songling in front of them solemnly and had no intention of breaking out.
Sure enough, just like the rumors, each of the true spirits of heaven and earth has its own special methods, and they are no easier to deal with than beings with divine power.
Thinking of this, I made an instant decision in my heart. I must not be my enemy unless it is absolutely necessary!
With this thought in my mind, I bowed slightly again.
"Old sir, can I put forward my own conditions now?"
Although Pu Songling was displeased, he still nodded slightly, "Tell me, what do you want to ask?"
I pondered for a moment, but did not ask my question immediately. Instead, I continued to prepare the ground, "My question is very simple, but what should I do if you can't answer it?"
"Impossible!" Pu Songling said displeased.
"What if?" I asked.
Pu Songling hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth, "Even if I can't answer, I will find a way to find the answer for you. Can you rest assured now?"
"Okay, what I'm waiting for is what I'm waiting for. I'm sure I won't go back on my word if I'm familiar with the books of sages. My first question is very simple. I want to ask you, where is the Kunlun Sacred Tree now?"
As soon as this question came out of his mouth, Pu Songling, who was originally calm, suddenly changed his expression, his eyes showed an incredible light, and there was even a hint of fear.
This change of expression fell into my eyes and made my heart beat suddenly. It seemed that he really knew about the Kunlun Sacred Tree.
"You...you...why are you asking this?" Pu Songling's tone was a little nervous.
"I have my own reasons, and I would like to ask the old gentleman to answer my questions first." I stared at him.
Behind them, Taoist priests Qing Yi and Ziyun took a step forward at the same time, and they also felt a little nervous.
"I don't know, you, you, please change the question again!" Pu Songling's tone started to stutter.
But my face condensed decisively, and my tone was no longer tactful, "What do you mean, old sir? Are you really going to go back on your word?"
"this……"
Pu Songling was speechless immediately, and his expression turned extremely ugly.
"It turns out you have been setting a trap for me."
I smiled lightly and said nothing.
He frowned, his expression fluctuating, and after thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Except for this question, I can answer you for everything else. I can even answer you two more questions, how about that?"
I shook my head decisively, "That's not possible. I'm here for the Kunlun Sacred Tree, and I also ask the old gentleman to fulfill his agreement and inform me of the whereabouts of the Sacred Tree."
Pu Songling looked at me a little irritably, "Is it necessary?"
"yes!"
After seeing me nodding resolutely, Pu Songling remained silent for a long time. Then he took a long breath and turned his head sharply to look at the sky, which was exactly the direction where the bones disappeared.
"It seems that you have provoked that monster, Zhang Tianqi, who has harmed me!" The old man let out a cry of sorrow.
"That's all. Even though that monster is terrifying, I can't break my promise. I'm the only one who has the Kunlun Sacred Tree in Taishan City. If you have the ability, go get it yourself."
My eyes suddenly lit up, "Where exactly is the location?"
Pu Songling pointed to the ground at his feet, "It's under this earth, in front of the gate of hell."
At this point, he changed the topic and said, "However, I have to remind you that in Taishan City today, I am afraid that you will die if you go in, but you will not die if you come out!"
"What do you mean?" My heart was beating wildly.
Pu Songling looked towards the city, his expression becoming more solemn than ever before.