Zhang Shaoyang held the scroll made by Jiangshan Brush. After trapping Chen Zhe, he did not stop and turned back directly to the Methodist Church.
What he wanted to do was to return to Methodism and put Chen Zhe and Geng Yi together in the large array of Zen masters' tablets from past dynasties, subjecting him to endless torture.
For Chen Zhe, being able to be with Geng Yi, the greatest enemy in the history of Methodism, is considered a very high standard.
"It's such a big Methodist sect. It doesn't even dare to avenge the leader's son who was killed. What's the use of this No. 1 sect in the world?" Zhang Shaoyang said to himself, with a hint of contempt in his tone.
He failed to reach Ruoxu Realm. He should have cultivated well in the first place. After such a torment, he probably has no hope of reaching the Holy Third Realm in the future.
Anyway, Zhang Shaoyang doesn't care about his own level. Although Ruoxu's level is not low, Methodism has no shortage of such people. But he must avenge Zhang Ze.
Seeing that the journey had reached the mainland, Zhang Shaoyang, who was walking on the clouds, suddenly felt a jolt.
A huge force rose from the ground ahead. Normal people could not detect it. But Zhang Shaoyang could see it clearly: "What's going on?"
He suddenly accelerated and rushed over. But he felt as if he had hit a mountain. He rolled a few times in the air before regaining his balance.
Once you stabilize your body and move forward, there will be nothing to stop you. The sky and the earth are completely white. It's like you are in a snow-capped mountain. You can't feel whether you are standing still or moving forward.
The true energy in his body was churning. A stream of white steam rose up from his head. It was obvious that he had used all his strength. There was a whistling wind in his ears. However, no matter how hard he tried, the distance he could move forward was limited.
Although Zhang Shaoyang is not good at Qimen Xunjia, he also knows that he has met a master. Someone has trapped him with a formation.
"Who is stopping me?"
The sound spread far away. With the depth of Zhang Shaoyang's true energy and standing high in the sky, it could be heard clearly for dozens of miles around.
No one answered.
Zhang Shaoyang was filled with anger: "Who dares to go against my Methodism? Show up quickly and come to die."
"Lead to death..."
"Lead to death..."
"Lead to death..."
The echo echoed between heaven and earth. But still no one answered.
Zhang Shaoyang pulled out the sword from his waist and struck forward with all his strength. The sword energy rushed far away and struck nothing.
He has a fiery personality and his mind is unclear from time to time. He lowered his body and planned to fall to the ground to see what happened.
The place where we landed was a small village. The light blue mountains in the distance were undulating. The fog was clear and the whiteness made it difficult to see clearly. Zhang Shaoyang shouted several times but no one was found in the village. Thaksin walked into the village and found that there was no one in the village. No.
Not to mention humans, not a single living chicken or duck...
The village looked very small just now. It was only about two or three streets. But when you fell into it, it suddenly became infinite. Zhang Shaoyang walked for a long time and couldn't get out.
This is the illusion in the formation.
He jumped up and flew across the clouds with his sword for a while. When he landed, he was still in this small village.
"Even a mere illusion wants to deceive me. Show up quickly."
Zhang Shaoyang's face was ferocious. He slashed forward with a sword. The scenery in front of him was filled with ripples. This extremely powerful sword seemed to have struck an empty space. There were no ripples at all.
Zhang Shaoyang pinched the Methodist secret of removing falsehood and retaining truth with his hands. His mind was as calm as water. He was no longer fascinated by illusions. He shouted: "Destroy."
With a swing of the sword, the illusion in front of him shattered like a broken mirror, revealing the person behind the illusion.
Zhang Shaoyang originally thought that one of the five cultivators in the world would dare to go against him. Who knew that he did not know the two people in front of him at all.
A middle-aged man with a slightly bald head. Wearing a yellow vest and a pair of gray shorts that can be seen everywhere on the street stalls. There is also a rolled luggage leaning on his back. This outfit is clearly a part-time job at the train station returning home during the Spring Festival. people.
The only difference is that the eyes of the farmer brothers in the Spring Festival family are filled with hope and simplicity.
And what flashed in this middle-aged man's eyes was obscene satisfaction. It felt like an elderly pervert had stolen a middle-aged woman's hollow lace panties.
In front of this middle-aged man is an old rosewood chessboard. The Lao Yun chess pieces in the jujube grain chess jar next to it have been used for a third.
On the chessboard in front of him, there were several chess pieces placed horizontally, as if he was talking to someone. Unfortunately, there was no one sitting in front of him.
Standing next to him was a young man with short hair. He looked less than thirty years old. He had broad shoulders and a thick back. His cheeks were thin, his eyes were bright and lively, and his hands were long and strong.
Next to him is a teenage girl. She has a pretty face, but she is still young and her figure is not developed. Her face is still a little pale, as if she is recovering from a serious illness.
This wretched middle-aged man is Master Hu, who taught Chen Zhe the sword.
Next to him is Yang Hui.
In addition to the two of them, Yang Rui, who was saved by Chen Zhe and brought the soul out of the Seven Yins Bone-eating Soul-Eating Banner, was also there.
And although Yang Rui was still young, he was not surprised at all when he saw Zhang Shaoyang falling from the sky. He seemed to be used to it.
Zhang Shaoyang looked horizontally and vertically, but he couldn't see any trace of real energy fluctuations on these three people. From his perspective, if the three people opposite him were cultivators, they would not be able to escape his eyes unless they were great cultivators who were good at concealing auras. .
But it didn't look like Gui. Zhang Shaoyang still looked at the three of them coldly: "It was you who stopped me."
The middle-aged man smiled obscenely: "Zhang Shaoyang, the younger brother of Methodist leader Zhang Shaochong, right? Don't look at it. We just set up the Nine Dragons Ecstasy Palace to stop you."
"Who are you? You know that I am a member of the Methodist sect and you dare to stop me." Zhang Shaoyang said proudly.
The eyes of this wretched guy were full of ridicule: "Hundreds of years ago, you Methodists claimed to be the number one sect in the world of spiritual practice. Even you yourself have forgotten that you are not number one at all. As long as the path of all living beings is still there, you... It can only be ranked second.”
Zhang Shaoyang's expression changed, but he was not afraid. He just looked at them warily: "Are you a sentient being?"
In the eyes of Methodists, the path of all living beings is like a mountain always pressing above their heads.
One day, this once number one sect in the world disappeared without any warning or any news. This matter is like a bone stuck in the throat, always hanging in the hearts of Methodists. They do not believe that all living beings will perish. They are sure Still there. They are hiding in some dark corner and lurking.
Zhang Shaoyang said: "The number one in the world who has disappeared for a thousand years. I don't know how much confidence he still has. You want to stop me."
Master Hu's expression was still so wretched, but what he said was earth-shattering: "Zhang Shaoyang. I have deduced that you will die here today. You can stay here and obey your destiny."
"It's up to you. You are looking for death."
Zhang Shaoyang's face was ferocious. He shook out the long sword in his hand and murmured to himself. His clothes were not windy and his face became extremely red. He looked very scary.
There was originally a slight breeze around, but it became strangely quiet here. The papers blown by the wind stopped on the ground. The whole world was like a set. It was frighteningly quiet. There was no life around.
The clouds in the sky were dispersed by Zhang Shaoyang's power. The sky was suddenly cloudless and clear.
The momentum was earth-shattering. However, Master Hu took the time to introduce it to Yang Hui next to him: "You are taking a first look at the way to Taoism through martial arts. Just take a closer look. Let your sister explain to you in detail the benefits of this move."
Yang Rui took a closer look and said timidly: "I've seen it in a book. This is the Five Elements Taoism of Methodism. It's actually the Five Elements Taoism. It just uses Methodism's exclusive mental method to activate its power. Stronger.”
It's a pity that Chen Zhe was in the scroll in Zhang Shaoyang's hand and didn't hear Yang Rui speak at all. Otherwise, his eyes would definitely have popped out of his head.
Why did Huang Zhen get so angry that he wanted to destroy Yang Hui after something happened to Yang Rui's soul?
Yang Rui carefully observed Zhang Shaoyang's movements: "Methodism can become the best in the world of spiritual practice, except for Jiangshan Bi. The main reason is the magic of this Tao. It's a pity that Methodism can only be obtained by direct descendants of the headmaster. The method. In my opinion, he has not mastered it completely."
Zhang Shaoyang thrust his sword into the ground. The ground shook. A long crack spread into the distance. A flame rose up from the crack.
Master Hu smiled and encouraged: "You said it very well. Keep speaking boldly."
Yang Rui nodded: "This is the fire Taoist method...well. It should be the Earth Blazing Flame Dragon. It uses the power of underground lava. It is also commonly known as the fire in the stone. It is the samadhi true fire in the air, the fire in the wood, The fire in the stone is the fire in the stone. Nothing is incombustible. If you want to extinguish it, except for the water system, you can only use real water. Qiankun Jade Dew can extinguish it; or it can be extinguished by sea water from all over the world."
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the lava from the ground rose up and turned into a fire dragon and rushed towards Master Hu and others. The momentum was shocking.
Except for Master Hu who was as steady as a mountain, Yang Hui's eyes showed nervousness. Yang Rui's face was even pale.
Sure enough, the flames soared into the sky and went straight towards the three people. However, they flew for an infinite distance without touching the three people. They didn't even touch the corners of their clothes. The fire became weaker and weaker in mid-air. Finally, it fell to the ground and turned into a piece of fire. Mars.
Just that piece of Mars melted the rock into a pool of black water.
Zhang Shaoyang's expression changed. Master Hu chuckled: "What a powerful Five Elements Taoism. Methodism really deserves its reputation as the second best in the world."
Zhang Shaoyang was extremely angry. He shouted loudly and picked up the sword on the ground again. He stepped forward and felt the wind blowing under his feet.
Yang Rui's cute voice sounded: "He's shrinking down to an inch. He's about to rush over."
Master Hu smiled slightly: "Don't worry. Even though my path has been silent for thousands of years, I still have a firm hold on his Methodist side. He can't rush over."
He picked up a chess piece and dropped it on the chessboard. It made a soft sound.
Zhang Shaoyang was only one step away from the great cultivator. He used Shrink to the Ground. He could have reached Master Hu in one step. When the time came, he could harvest three heads with his sword raised...
It's a pity that he took a step forward but still stood there.