In a cave somewhere, Tian Yan was sitting cross-legged and meditating, closing his eyes and meditating. He was wearing an elegant robe embroidered with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and a silk scarf on his head. He had a luxurious temperament, just like an immortal.
Although her face didn't move at all, she was actually muttering in her heart.
Of course, no matter what you think in your heart, you still have to work hard to keep your face calm even if the mountain collapses. This is the instinct that a "big man" should have.
Although she is not a big figure yet...
besides……
She has heard of the "Huang Ting Jing". What is the "Huang Ting Jing Jing"?
Is it also a Taoist classic?
But soon, Tian Yan gave up this ridiculous idea.
First of all, this thing doesn't look like something from Taoism. When she used the gods' divine patterns to observe the "Huangting Tribulation Sutra", the stone tablet only made her feel scared and her scalp numb.
The feeling is even stronger than the piece with the killing pattern engraved on it.
How dangerous is that stone tablet with the killing pattern engraved on it?
Even with all her strength, she could not damage the "*" paper at all, and in less than a breath, it was almost burned to the point where nothing was left.
Although it was just a pattern carved on a stone tablet, it was the same attack method, but its power was vastly different from what I had used.
Still have to work hard.
Thinking of this, Tian Yan said silently in his heart.
Secondly, the person who traded this thing to her was not a Taoist.
Not only is he not a Taoist immortal, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a demon among demons.
She has a clear way of dealing with this type of stuff, which is to leave it alone for now.
More importantly, storing it in the warehouse of the trading platform is a zero-cost and very safe thing.
Anyway, the transaction only consumed some elixirs. Now that she has a clear cooperative relationship with the Yin and Yang family, she does not need to worry about these things. Moreover, up to now, those elixirs have hardly brought her any breakthroughs. Only by restoring her inner breath,
Or it can be used for healing wounds.
At the same time, she has a body that is "invulnerable to all poisons" of the peasant family.
Observation was secretly turned on. She still closed her eyes and observed her mother's current physical condition. Tian Yan still wanted to try to see if he could help his mother recover the meridians that were destroyed by Tian Meng. However, based on his estimation, she still had some problems with her current strength.
difficulty.
Then let's practice and see if she can find the answer she's looking for in a higher realm.
The mother rested on the mattress that Tian Yan brought back from "hunting".
This moment is so peaceful, simple yet beautiful.
…
Under the "line of sky" where Wan Zhang ambushed Zhao Gao.
The cliffs on both sides are still so steep and steep.
The little bits of blood scattered on the ground were so shocking.
Drop by drop, it fell to the ground, like bright flowers.
Many white clouds floated across the sky, and the sun cast golden light, illuminating the earth. It was so beautiful and inexplicable that it had a sense of vicissitudes of life.
The sky is the sky, even if there is only a thin line, it is so deep and magnificent.
Wan Zhang raised his head and looked down at the gorgeous sky.
The strange-shaped clouds are like an unfolding flower scroll.
He is dressed in blue Confucian clothes, with ribbons flying between the sleeves, one hand behind his back, and the other hand holding a cane. His face is old and wrinkled, with white hair flying between his temples, and a Confucian scarf on his head.
Like an ordinary old master, there seems to be some special rhythm around his body.
"Master." Fu Nian was dressed in dark green Confucian robes, and the Tai'a Sword had been put back into the scabbard on his waist. Together with a piece of jade, it was as gentle as jade...and as strong as pine.
He walked up to Wan Zhang and raised his hand to Wan Zhang.
"Yes." Wan Zhang nodded to Fu Nian, retracted his gaze from the starry sky, and cast it back into the world of mortals.
"Why don't we take advantage of the situation and hunt down Zhao Gao so as to eliminate a great harm to the world?" Fu Nian asked Wan Zhang in confusion.
"Don't chase after poor bandits." Wan Zhang closed his eyes and shook his head.
Zhao Gao ran away.
But they were not without gain.
Behind them, Zhang Liang and Yan Lu were looking at Luan Shen, who was seriously injured and unable to resist.
Although Zhang Liang's martial arts is not weak, it is difficult to intervene in this level of battle, so he did not appear in the beginning.
There is a price to pay for being messy, especially when your boss is an extreme egoist and your opponent is very tyrannical.
The so-called shooting kills the first bird.
Luan Shen helped Zhao Gao intercept Wan Zhang's attack from the beginning, so he was injured by Wan Zhang. Later, Luo Sheng was defeated and he was easily captured by the Confucian people.
Of course, he didn't pursue Zhao Gao because of the four words "Don't chase the poor enemy".
Zhao Gao insisted on running away, so it was difficult for him to keep him.
Once he jumps over the wall in a hurry and breaks the net, there is no guarantee that something will not happen.
However, the loss this time was enough to strain the body and vitality.
Moreover, Zhao Gao's injuries were not serious in a few years.
Unless there is an extremely skilled person taking action, or those from the medical family...
Everyone makes mistakes, whether they are smart or stupid.
Smart people know their mistakes and can correct them and will not make them again. But unfortunately, for some mistakes, one mistake is enough to prevent a person from turning around in his life.
After Zhao Gao started running away, Yan Lu and Fu Nian let go of the monsters and others and stared at Luan Shen to fight alone.
It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them.
These are Zhang Liang’s words.
At this moment, Chaos Shen no longer has the flying, domineering, and self-confidence that he used to have when hunting prey, but there is no fear or awe at all, it is just pure embarrassment.
Is he afraid of death?
This ridiculous question is a ridiculous joke. Although he is a dog, he is also a dog that is not afraid of death.
People who are afraid of death will not appear here.
Some people have an uncertain future, so they are quite frightened when facing the upcoming future, but some people can see their end point when they take the first step on this road.
Their bodies and minds are like swords, existing only to drink blood and take lives, and they are as firm as swords.
So there are no forks in their paths.
If there is no fork in the road, the future will naturally be determined.
Are these people strong?
It's a pity that in single combat, either Yan Lu or Fu Nian can defeat him, not to mention that he was injured from the beginning and was still besieged by the two of them.
Yan Lu and Fu Nian joined forces and had a tacit understanding, both offensive and defensive. Luan Shen hurriedly fought and was defeated in a few rounds. When defeated, they were so miserable that they didn't even have the chance to kill themselves with their swords or take poison.
This is the end of his road.
"What is Master thinking about?" Fu Nian looked along Master's line of sight, but saw nothing, or perhaps he saw too much.
I wanted to ask my master how to deal with the chaos god, but on a whim, I asked him this question by mistake.
"A ray of sky is also a sky." Wan Zhang put his hand behind his back in front of him and stroked his beard, saying enigmatically.
"What Master said contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, disciple..." Fu Nian said with deep emotion after hearing the words.
"Okay!" Wan Zhang interrupted Fu Nian before he could finish sighing with him.
"You're not old yet!" Wan Zhang tapped his cane and looked at Fu Nian and said.
"Yes, Master, I don't know what to do with that chaotic god..." Fu Nian cupped his hands at Wan Zhangyi, then looked at the teacher in front of him and asked.
His voice became smaller and smaller, but the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
Letting the tiger return to the mountain is a recipe for disaster, and it is impossible!
Instead of thinking about yourself, you must also think about the Confucian scholars in the world and the common people who have been poisoned by the snare.
Then there is only...
"What do you think?" Wan Zhang looked up at Fu Nian and asked.
Fu Nian still maintained the posture of cupping his hands, as if he hadn't heard anything, and his posture remained motionless.
It was just the killing intent of the Holy King that gave him the answer to his teacher.
"How can you be so vicious at such a young age? Go back and study more, cultivate your moral character, and learn from your uncle Wei Yan.
We must always remember benevolence, understand?
Abandon his martial arts skills and give him some dignity." Wan Zhang looked at Fu Nian calmly, then turned around and walked out of the canyon, leaving everyone with an unpredictable back.