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Chapter 180 Old bald donkey, die for me!
At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, more than 50 miles northwest of Heyang City, there is a small village called Caomiao Village.

There are more than 40 families living here, and the folk customs are simple and honest. Most people in the village go to the mountains to collect firewood and hand it over to Qingyunmen in exchange for some silver.

On weekdays, the villagers often see Qingyun's disciples come and go, with all kinds of magic. They worship Qingyun sect very much, thinking that they are immortals.

And Qingyunmen has always taken care of the people around it, and it is quite good to the villagers here.

On this day, the sky was extremely gloomy, with dark clouds hanging low, making people feel breathless.

Seen from Caomiao Village, the majestic Qingyun Mountain pierces into the sky, with strange peaks and strange rocks, showing a hint of ferocity.

It's just that the villagers have lived here for generations, and they have seen this scene countless times, and they don't care, let alone ignorant children.

"Brat, where are you going?"

A curse, with a bit of a smile, came from the mouth of half the older children.

The child was Lin Jingyu, he led four or five boys and girls, and chased another child in front, that is Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan was two years younger than him, and also shorter, now his face was full of smiles, he ran forward with all his strength, and occasionally turned his head and made a funny face.

"Zhang Xiaofan, stop if you have the guts!"

Lin Jingyu shouted loudly.

"You treat me like an idiot!"

Zhang Xiaofan let out a "bah", and said while running.

Said, but ran faster.

Chasing all the way, these children gradually approached the dilapidated grass temple at the east end of the village.

From the outside, this small grass temple is dilapidated, and I don't know how many times it has experienced the wind and rain of the world.

Of course, the whole Caomiao Village is also named after this temple.

Zhang Xiaofan was the first to rush in, unexpectedly accidentally got knocked by the door panel, made a splash, and fell over.

The children behind were overjoyed and rushed forward, pressing him down.

"I caught you, now you have nothing to say?"

Lin Jingyu smiled and said with a smile on his face.

"Not counting, you plotted against me, how can you count?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes strangely and said.

"When did I plot against you?"

Lin Jingyu was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise.

"Alright Lin Jingyu, do you dare to say that you didn't put this door panel here?"

Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes and shouted.

"It's not me, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Jingyu quickly shook his head and loudly denied it.

Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lips and tilted his head, showing a resolute and unyielding look.

"If you agree to catch it, you will admit defeat. Are you convinced?"

Lin Jingyu got angry from his heart, strangled his neck with one hand, and shouted angrily.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't respond, he would rather die than be convinced.

"Are you convinced? Are you convinced?"

Lin Jingyu's face was flushed with anger, and he shouted loudly with his hands.

Zhang Xiaofan's trachea was strangled by him, it became difficult to breathe, and his face gradually turned red.

But at such a young age, his temper was extremely stubborn, and he insisted on not saying a word.

"Are you going to accept it, are you going to accept it, are you going to accept it?"

Lin Jingyu was getting more and more angry, his hands were getting stronger and stronger, and he kept asking.

At this time, the other children saw that something was wrong, and quietly shrank back.

Only these two ignorant children were left, and for the sake of the battle of spirits, they went to a stalemate with each other due to their extreme temperaments.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let go!"

At this time, Fang Chen ran from a distance and pulled the two of them away.

In the end, he managed to borrow a magic weapon from the group leader, the magic knife blood sky!

In the world of eternal life, the blood sky is just a rare treasure, but in the world of Jade Immortals, it can reduce the dimensionality of the entire world of cultivating immortals!

Different from other treasures, there is only one large formation inside this mouthful of blood.

But this magic formation is intricate, and it is actually composed of many small formations.

Each small array resembles every organ in the human body.

If things go on like this, this huge magic circle will transform into a terrifying existence.

In that way, the Demon Sword Blood Sky will be promoted to a Dao weapon.

Of course, this step is extremely difficult!
At this time, the peerless treasure was placed in the red envelope space by Zhuxian Fangchen, and he could show his peerless edge in this world with just a thought!
After borrowing the magic weapon from the group leader, Zhu Xian Fang Chen left the house and ran to the east of the village.

He was going to Xiaocaomiao to check if Puzhi Bald Donkey, the murderer who massacred more than 200 people from more than families in Caomiao Village, had come.

Coincidentally, I saw Lin Jingyu, Zhang Xiaofan and others fighting, and the two of them had a real fight.

One refused to admit defeat to the death, and the other insisted on making the other party admit defeat, and the situation became stalemate in an instant.

One of these two guys is the protagonist of Destiny, and the other is the golden supporting role, and Fang Chenyuan's little friend who grew up together.

Of course Zhu Xian Fang Chen would not stand by and watch, he immediately stepped forward and pulled the two of them apart.

"Goudan, didn't you say that you have something to do and don't want to play with us?"

Lin Jingyu was still blushing, looked at Zhang Xiaofan angrily, and asked quickly after seeing that the person pulling away was Fang Chen.

"huhuhuhu"

Zhang Xiaofan gasped heavily, obviously holding back hard.

"Ahem, don't call me by my nickname, it's not nice!"

Hearing this nickname, Fang Chen coughed lightly in embarrassment, waved his hands and said, "I was busy just now, so I didn't play with you guys!"

"It's too dangerous for you to do this, Xiao Yu, you were going to strangle Xiao Fan to death just now!"

After explaining for a while, he looked at Lin Jingyu with a serious face and reprimanded him.

The two of them froze on the spot when they heard the words, came back to their senses, remembered the scene just now, and looked at each other, feeling more and more afraid of each other.

"Xiaofan, I'm sorry, I don't know why..."

Lin Jingyu apologized to Zhang Xiaofan embarrassingly.

"fine."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, breathing gradually, and replied.

"Amitabha, good is good!"

At this moment, an old Buddha's name was suddenly heard from the depths of the grass temple.

Everyone followed the sound and saw an old monk standing in the temple.

The old monk's face was full of wrinkles, he was dressed in a shabby cassock, and his whole body was dirty.

Only a string of jasper rosary beads was held in his hand, which was crystal clear, dazzling and emitting a faint blue light.

Strangely, among the dozen or so sapphire rosary beads of the same size and clear and clean, there was a dark purple round bead that was neither jade nor stone.

This monk is none other than Puzhi, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple.

"Damn it, this old bald donkey is here. It seems that I have to find a chance to kill him suddenly!"

Looking at the monks in the temple, Fang Chen felt a strong murderous intent in his heart.

The murderous intent disappeared in a flash, and was quickly covered up by him.

But even so, the monk Puzhi in the temple still felt it, and turned his head to look at him.

However, after looking at it for a while, I found that the people who came in were a few children, all ordinary people, without the slightest cultivation.

"Is it my illusion?"

A thought popped up in Puzhi's mind, and he quickly put it behind him.

"Hey, there is someone there?"

Looking at the strange old monk in the temple, Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Jingyu and others were very surprised, they ran into the temple and asked curiously.

Caomiao Village is located at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, so outsiders rarely come in, let alone old monks with bare heads.

At this moment, all the little kids were very curious about the old monk, and they didn't know whether it was good or evil!
The old monk didn't answer, but looked carefully at the five children present.

The other two passers-by A and Fang Chen had unbelievable aptitudes, so he directly ignored them, and finally looked at Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu.

"One with mediocre aptitude and one with amazing talent!"

Pu Zhi couldn't help but looked at the extremely talented Lin Jingyu a few more times, and thought to himself: "Good talent, but why is this kid's temperament so extreme?"

"Hey, who are you, why have I never seen you before?"

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan took a step and asked.

Caomiao Village is near Qingyun Gate, where Taoism is the most respected, Buddhist disciples are very rare, so Zhang Xiaofan asked this question.

"Little benefactor, your life was at stake just now, you just need to admit defeat, why are you struggling to hold on? If it wasn't for another little benefactor, you might have lost your life in vain!"

Puzhi glanced at him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked back.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a while, he felt that what the old monk said was not unreasonable.

It's just that when things came to an end, he still couldn't tell why, so he just stood there in a daze.

"Xiao Fan, this old monk is weird, let's ignore him."

Lin Jingyu glared at the old monk, pulled Zhang Xiaofan, and said.

After finishing speaking, he pulled him to go outside, and the children followed, apparently always following his lead.

Fang Chen took a deep look at the old monk, followed him out, and did not act rashly.

late at night.

There was a thunder, the wind swept through the clouds, and the black clouds rolled in the sky.

The wind and rain are about to come, and the spirit of killing is boiling against the sky.

After dinner, the villagers went to bed early.

Fang Chen was lying on the bed, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He dared not sleep, for fear that he would not be able to see the sun tomorrow if he fell asleep.

Listening to the whistling wind outside, he silently estimated the time in his heart.

"Thieves are bald, die!"

At this time, a voice of angry shouting came from far away from the east of the village, making Fang Chen's heart tremble.

He knew that this was the first Daoist Cangsong of Longshou Peak who was in charge of the punishment of Qingyun Sect.

At the same time, it also indicated that Cangsong and Puzhi had fought each other.

When the two fought to the end, Cangsong used Qingyunmen's unique technique "Excalibur Yulei Zhenjue" to defeat Puzhi in one fell swoop.

Then, Puzhi, who was seriously injured and dying, went into a rage and even massacred more than 200 people in Caomiao Village.

This matter involves the struggle between good and evil, and everything starts with the blood-devouring orb.

The Blood-devouring Orb is the most vicious thing known all over the world. Its origin is unknown, but it has strange characteristics, and it eats the essence and blood of living beings.

If any living thing gets close to it, it will be sucked into blood and die within an hour or three quarters.

More than a thousand years ago, the black-hearted old man obtained this bead and cultivated it into a magic weapon. He became invincible and became famous for a while.

After the death of the black-hearted old man, the bead disappeared.

Thirty years ago, the monk Puzhi discovered this bead in the Western Great Swamp by chance.

The situation at that time was that within a radius of ten miles, there were many bones and no living things.

It can be said that the lives of the people are overwhelmed, and the resentment is soaring.

The heart of universal wisdom and compassion was greatly moved, so he received this bead, and used the Buddha's teachings to influence and deter evil forces every day and night, and it has never stopped for 30 years.

At this time, Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxianggu are listed as the three major sects of the world's righteous way. Each sect has its own skills and techniques, but they have no connection with each other.

Puzhi is one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple. He has a dream, hoping to integrate the strengths of each school, realize both Buddhism and Taoism, and then understand life and death, and reach the immortal state of immortality.

The ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny.

This idea was unanimously resisted by various factions, who did not approve of his idea.

In order to sell his dream, Puzhi came to Qingyunmen.

For Puzhi's arrival, the happiest person is Daoist Cangsong.

The Blood-devouring Orb is one of the four magic weapons of the Devil's Cult. There are many people who covet it in both the righteous and the evil ways, and Daoist Cangsong of the Qingyun Sect is one of them.

In order to snatch the Blood-devouring Orb, Cangsong and Puzhi had a fierce fight. In the end, Cangsong was defeated and fled, but Puzhi was also seriously injured.

Puzhi knew that his time had come, but he was unwilling to realize his lifelong wish.

Therefore, he decided to impart the exercises of Tianyin Temple to one of the children, and then let the child join Qingyunmen to fulfill his long-cherished wish of both Buddhism and Taoism.

In the end, he chose Zhang Xiaofan with mediocre qualifications.

But he also thought that Zhang Xiaofan's aptitude is mediocre, Qingyun Sect might not accept him as a disciple.

However, what if Zhang Xiaofan becomes a homeless orphan?
The Qingyun Sect will definitely take him in.

On the other hand, although under the influence of Puzhi Buddhism, the hostility of the Blood-devouring Orb has somewhat subsided, but in the process, Puzhi was also eroded by the Blood-devouring Orb.

Under normal circumstances, Pu Zhi could still resist the influence of the Blood-devouring Orb relying on his profound cultivation.

But when he was seriously injured, he could no longer control his demons.

In the end, dreams and inner demons defeated reason and conscience, Puzhi took the three-day death pill, and killed more than villagers in Caomiao Village.

What a fucking way to do this, it's simply in vain for a righteous senior!
In the previous life, Fang Chen just read it as a story and enjoyed it.

But when he traveled to this world and became an ordinary villager in Caomiao Village, he could no longer calm down.

If he doesn't take action, someone from Fang Chenfang will become one of the more than villagers who died under Puzhi's hands, a passerby who doesn't even deserve a name.

Simply, after transmigrating, he quickly joined the chat group, and borrowed a peerless treasure from the group leader, the magic knife blood sky!

At this time, Fang Chen, who was lying on the bed and dozed off, heard the sound of fighting in the distance, and felt his heart beating very fast.

"Nine Heavens Profound Brake, turn into divine thunder; brilliant heavenly power, lead it with a sword!"

For a moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly surging, thunder rumbles, and there are flashes of lightning on the edge of the black clouds.

A voice full of righteousness came from afar, and accompanied by rumbling thunder, it exploded throughout Caomiao Village.

"I'll wait, don't be in a hurry, Cangsong may not have left yet!"

Fang Chen stubbornly endured the excitement in his heart and forcibly suppressed it.

He knew that Cangsong and Puzhi had already decided the winner with the appearance of this peerless thunder method of Qingyunmen.

Although the victorious Cangsong has no real energy at the moment, it is still not a problem to deal with a little boy like him.

If Fang Chen ran out at this time, he would probably be slaughtered by Cangsong, so as not to reveal his big secret of snatching Puzhi's blood-devouring orb.

So, we must wait, wait until Cangsong leaves, then sneak out, and take the opportunity to kill Puzhi Bald Donkey!

To the east of the village, the Xiaocao Temple has been destroyed by the war.

Monk Puzhi brought Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu to a nearby pine tree.

Looking at the two children, Puzhi's expression fluctuated, and a black light flashed in his eyes, which was obviously a sign of madness.

"Wonderful, wonderful! Although my life is not long, if I teach one person the magical skills of Buddhism, and then let him join Qingyun's sect to practice Taoism, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone? It can save their lives and complete it for me. wish!"

He looked up to the sky and laughed, but there was a hint of madness in his laughter!
"The two schools of Buddhism and Taoism have been separated since ancient times, and they have never communicated with each other. Qingyunmen never imagined that a young boy who lived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain since childhood would possess Buddhist skills."

"As long as someone has the knowledge of the two schools, he will surely break through the puzzle of immortality for thousands of years."

"Hey, if that's the case, what regrets do I have when I die?"

Pu Zhi decided immediately, his whole body became extremely excited, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, he subconsciously saw Lin Jingyu's body, and stretched out his hand.

But halfway through, he stopped again, thinking in his heart: "This matter is of great importance. Nowadays, all sects and sects have very strong views, and it is extremely taboo to steal teachers. If people know about it and the matter is revealed, they will undoubtedly die."Lin Jingyu is a child with excellent aptitude, if he is recruited as a disciple of Qingyun Sect, he will definitely attract the attention of his teachers.At such a young age, he might not be able to hide this big secret! '

Thinking of this, his heart moved, his eyes turned to Zhang Xiaofan.

Thinking of Zhang Xiaofan's stubborn character of not bowing his head when he was about to die during the day, Pu Zhi nodded, and secretly said: "It doesn't matter if your aptitude is poor, it will depend on your own luck in the future."

After speaking, without any further hesitation, he stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Xiaofan's body a few times, using the remaining Buddha power to wake him up.

Zhang Xiaofan wakes up leisurely, his eyes are blurred, his ears are still buzzing.

It took a while before he returned to normal. When he saw the things in front of him clearly, he was startled, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it.

I saw the old monk sitting in front of him covered in scars all over his body, his left side seemed to have been burned by something, scorched and ugly, his face was black and lifeless.

But for some reason, the old monk looked excited and his eyes were full of smiles, while his little playmate Lin Jingyu lay beside him, unconscious.

"You, what are you doing?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a while, then asked nana.

"Little benefactor, it's windy and rainy. Why do you come to this remote place as a child?"

Puzhi didn't answer, but looked at him carefully and asked back.

"I saw you standing in the temple in the evening. Later, it was going to rain. The place is very dilapidated. I thought it would be very cold, so I brought you some food."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then replied.

"It's good, it's good! All things are predestined, destiny is preordained, my Buddha is merciful."

The corner of Puzhi's mouth twitched, and he said together.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously.

"The old monk said that the little benefactor is destined to me! That being the case, the old monk has a set of cultivation methods, would the little benefactor be willing to learn it?"

Puzhi asked with a smile.

"What is a Famen?"

Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously, as soon as the words fell, his eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed: "Ah!"

"Ok?"

Puzhi hurriedly turned his head to look behind him, and was instantly shocked.

"Old bald donkey, die for me!"

Apparently, standing behind him was a little boy whom he had seen during the day, it was Fang Chen.

Fang Chen held up the magic knife Blood Sky, and slashed down at Puzhi Renshang fiercely.

"boom!"

A flickering blood light burst out suddenly, and the boundless bloodthirsty and murderous breath rushed towards Puzhi like a sea tide.

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