A monk who had been lingering near the floating island for a long time, and who went in to explore as soon as Zhan Changfeng and the two left, spoke up.
She lowered her eyes and said, "You two may have really been wandering around. When we went in, we found that there were not many missing spiritual fruits and fairy grass, especially those treasures that were born with spiritual wisdom and were still sitting in the ground."
When everyone heard this, their hearts became tense. What could it mean if they could not move these hard-to-find treasures?
It means that they are picking or harvesting treasures that are more important than them!
Her seemingly complimentary words concealed a sharp arrow.
Zhan Changfeng looked at her position and saw that it was Fu Linmen's.
"It is so difficult for trees and plants to produce wisdom. I can just cut off one beard and one leaf. Why uproot them and damage their path for many years?"
Zhan Changfeng smiled and said coolly, "It seems that they were poached by you after all. It is really a sin for me to cause them to lose their lives because of my temporary kindness, and to help you and others gain more karma."
The bearded monk shouted with a cold eyebrow, "If you embark on the path of cultivation, don't worry about the afterlife! It's hypocritical to insist on emphasizing cause and effect. Or is Marquis Linyao deliberately using these words to divert attention and cover up what you want to cover up!
"
As a Taoist, after all, you are taking over the creation of heaven and earth. The higher your Taoism, the less your soul will be able to become a ghost after death and continue to practice.
When you reach the realm of supernatural powers, and the three souls and seven souls are closely connected with the soul, you will really return to heaven as soon as you die, completely dissipate, and there will be no chance of entering hell. Unless there is a way to realize the reincarnation of the true spirit.
This has also caused some monks to strengthen themselves by trying their best to deprive other living beings of their living space.
The monk with the beard is a person who will throw the plant elves who have become spiritually intelligent into the alchemy furnace to refine a spiritual elixir.
What he was most impatient with were the "hypocritical" people who shouted about cultivation while not wanting to harm other things, so he couldn't help but refuted it, and even more suspected that Zhan Changfeng had obtained some treasure on the island.
"I've heard that Marquis Linyao is very powerful, and today I'm here to learn from you." The bearded monk strode forward, stared straight at Zhan Changfeng, and teased, "I seem to be weaker than you, so please don't hurt me.
Good, so as not to damage your name of benevolence and righteousness!"
His despicable appearance was even secretly praised by many people as "very ironic", because most of them didn't believe that they stayed on the island for so long just to dig up some strange flowers that were not intelligent.
Strange grass.
What can be done?
Seeing the monks with beards getting ready to attack, Zhan Changfeng knew that he had to strike first no matter what, shocking them all.
They won't cling to something without any trace or evidence for no reason. They can only say that the small clan of the Day Clan outperforms most of the prestigious sects in the Taoist Association, which makes some disciples of the sect unhappy and wants to find out.
trouble.
Didn’t you see that even their teachers looked on silently, showing their acquiescence?
At this time, Zhenjun Dongwu came to add fuel to the fire, and reminded the monk with "full kindness", "This fellow Taoist of the Xuangu Sect, you'd better retreat. Marquis Linyao can hold the Houtian Saint in his hand.
precious!"
He was suppressed by Zhan Changfeng using Tongshi Lingshan for several days, which made him so miserable that he still can't let go.
When they heard the words "Holy Treasure of the Day Afterward", all the Heavenly Lords cast their eyes on it. The Holy Treasure of the Day Afterward was also a rare treasure for the Heavenly Lords.
"The acquired holy treasure?" The monk with the beard said in a strange tone, with excited eyes, "It is said that you are praised as a gentleman like the wind, standing in the mountains, not angry, self-powerful, and a lonely heart." You should not use the acquired sacred treasure to deal with it.
I am in an ordinary realm of life and death, right?"
With his attitude, he didn't seek to win at all, he just wanted to make her hate her.
Zhan Changfeng looked at them one by one, very interesting, and said casually, "Of course not, come on, come on, you admire me so much, I will give you three more moves, take action."
Her bright and gentle words made the ruffian-bearded monk blush and feel extremely humiliated.
"How courageous!" He thought to himself that he was a direct disciple of the Xuan Gu Sect, and he practiced superior skills. How could he really lose to her so easily?
Give up three moves, give up!
"Then you have to give in!" The monk with the beard pulled out a sword technique and quickly and violently pulled out a waterfall-like black river water from the scabbard. It was not real water, but a liquid of demonic energy. The full name of this technique is
The black devil bathing in the sky and drawing swords.
Countless ghost faces howled and struggled under the sword, and rushed towards Zhan Changfeng like a waterfall. The air was full of twisted cyclones, and the nearby monks ducked out of the way for fear of harming Chi Yu.
Zhan Changfeng really didn't fight back. He made a mistake in his steps and appeared behind the bearded monk from east to north.
The monk with the beard's reaction was amazing. He turned his right wrist, pointed the blade backward, put his left palm against the handle of the knife and stabbed her, but missed the point again. He looked at her walking out from his left side as if she had seen a ghost.
This is no longer called Nengdu, but teleportation!
"She must have practiced some special spell to be able to change her body without even realizing it."
"If he doesn't come up with some unique tricks, he will definitely lose."
"Ah! Ten Thousand Demons are here to meet you!" The monk with the beard really has a lot of skills. With bare eyes, he used a unique skill of the Xuangu Sect, Ten Thousand Demons Realm.
A person who practices this method feeds demons with his heart, and every thought is like a million demons. However, he sees all kinds of ferocious demonic appearances emerge from his chest, dancing wildly into a dark and chaotic paradise.
The enchanting witch is bewitching people's hearts, a withered old face is mourning, and the naked devil is chopping with an ax, and the demonic sound is filling the ears, making the head dizzy.
Many monks are very afraid of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm. In the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, the mind is very easy to be damaged. Once you relax, you will fall into a place of eternal disaster and plant a bunch of evil thoughts in your heart.
Zhan Changfeng's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he avoided his knife again and said, "It's my turn."
"Fart!" The bearded monk didn't want to give her a chance to take action. He slashed three times with his sword, arousing three waves of swords. The demonic energy was rampant. If he saw the poison that sealed his throat with blood, even a little bit of it would corrode his cultivation and shake him.
Foundation!
But he saw Zhan Changfeng put two fingers together and waved a sword that covered the sky to split the three-layered magic wave. The monk with the curly beard watched the magic wave split before his eyes, and unexpectedly saw Zhan Changfeng who was approaching suddenly at the moment when the magic wave disappeared.
Buzz~ As soon as his soul was gone, everything seemed to slow down, and the movements of his body became infinitely long. He watched helplessly as Zhan Changfeng took away his knife and stabbed it into his chest, just an inch away from his heart!
Blood spurted out, his soul returned to normal, and severe pain swept through his body.
Zhan Changfeng used the Zeyu and Muze traps, which would slow down all the senses.
She let go of the handle of the knife and turned around to end the battle, but Qiubeard was unwilling to do so and would not admit the result. He held the handle of the knife with a grin, moved it an inch to the left, and actually peeled off the heart himself, "I want you to see
Look, what is the real way to feed the devil with your heart!"
He drew a curse on his chest with his heart's blood, and some monks who knew the Xuangu Sect's techniques turned pale.
"Ten Thousand Demons Corrosion Heart Curse!"
The achievement of the curse will be directly applied to the cursed person. No matter he is thousands of miles away or is protected by a master beside him, he will be exterminated by the curse!
When he was drawing the curse, Zhan Changfeng felt a crisis in his heart, as if something dense was about to cover him. At that moment, she spun around and appeared behind the monk with the beard, and cut his neck with a knife.
But it doesn't fall, and the hand is still moving to complete the remaining stroke!
boom!
The lightning was dazzling and the flying ashes were flying.
This Demonic Cultivator from the Hanging Bone Sect should really be able to do this! I actually thought she would die on the spot in this fight!