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Zhang Wenfeng led He He down the mountain, and said, "The post of Deacon of the Zongmen Foreign Affairs Hall is vacant, you can take up the post, and continue to practice on weekdays, maybe when the time comes, there is a chance to break through the situation?"

What he said was just to comfort He He. He failed to pass the level for the second time, and there was almost no possibility of advancing to the free state.

The rare resources of the sect will not be given to He He who has little chance.

He He had already considered the future path clearly, and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, the Lord, for your kindness. I am very grateful. I think clearly. I want to resign and return to my hometown with my mother, marry a wife and have children, and serve my mother as a filial piety.

In the future, I will live forever in the pastoral garden, and I sincerely ask the Lord for His permission! "

Zhang Wenfeng sighed, this is a sensible person, he patted He He on the shoulder, and said: "You are allowed to retain your status as a disciple of Xianlingguan, and the children and grandchildren born in the future, who have the qualifications for cultivation, can be sent to the mountain."

"Thank you, Lord!"

"Get up."

Zhang Wenfeng helped this disciple whose journey was not going well, and gave some instructions. The first time he spoke alone with He He for more than a quarter of an hour, after the explanation, he returned to the front of the stone castle. Several disciples heard that the master came back and walked out. Greetings with the spectator.

Asking He He to say goodbye to several people, Zhang Wenfeng told Di Po a few words alone, and waved Di Po and He He out of the secret realm, and Di Po escorted He He back to the sect to deal with the rest of the matter.

Hearing that He He will live in seclusion in the countryside, and will not have the chance to practice since then, the disciples feel a little heavy.

Study harder and harder, and dare not try to break through easily.

For the next month or so, Zhang Wenfeng stayed in the secret realm and did not leave, even the fourth batch of apprentices of Xianling Temple did not go back to participate in the assessment. There were Zhang Xuanyan, Shi Dongyun, Gao Leng, An Beiyuan, Zhuang Yu and others one after another. Successive breakthroughs, Shen Shan and Zhang Xuandong also failed to attack, Cui Zhongxian and Shi Wenzhan's forbidden law for half a year, but they did not find the feeling of breaking through.

The time is not enough, and they can't force it. They safely choose to give up this opportunity.

Qian Jing's cultivation had entered the late stage of the Fading Realm, which made her very happy.

During the day, she wandered around the stone castle for hundreds of miles, and the mineral resources she found filled a storage bag. people know.

On the third day before the new year, when Zhuang Yu successfully advanced to the customs, the trip to the secret realm came to an end.

Zhang Wenfeng led everyone out of the secret realm.

How many years and how many sorrows, some people are happy and some are worried.

Chapter 668

Under the boundless night, two slender figures flew up from the site of Xianling Temple, and headed towards a dozen or so black dots in the southwest sky.

"Hey, Xiao Xuanyan, Xiao Yuyu, and Xiao Beiyuan, you have all advanced to the free state, tell me quickly, what kind of treasures did your temple master give you to make batches of masters come out?"

Yun Qiuhe, who retired as the Zuo Dharma protector of Nanjiang Prefecture, has no official status. She went back to the Xuanyun Temple a few days ago. She arrived at the Fairy Temple yesterday. She was very curious about the good place Zhang Wenfeng told her last time. Guan Keqing has followed suit.

"Wow, Daoist Yun, you are getting younger and more beautiful, with a celestial spirit, and an air of dust, what's the secret?"

"I've seen Uncle Zhao, I've seen Daoist Yun!"

"Daozhang Yun, don't call me Xiao Yuyu again, people will be ashamed."

Zhang Xuanyan, An Beiyuan, and Zhuang Yu smiled and flew forward, greeted Yun Qiuhe and Zhao Zhuer lively, and the others followed behind to salute and greet. The first batch of disciples back then were played by Yun Qiuhe, and they ate all kinds of snacks , changing places, and often betting that the little pocket money in the hands of the little guys is very different.

"You're ashamed of your size, you're a scoundrel, you've got a lot of success, you often pass by the city and don't even visit me."

Yun Qiuhe pulled Zhang Xuanyan, laughed and scolded Zhuang Yu, who was shy and pretending to be weird, and comforted Shen Shan and Zhang Xuandong, who were stagnant and obviously failed to pass the level, saying: "What's the matter, don't be downcast, you two Next time, work harder on your practice and calm down to practice. Didn’t Lao Tie also experience it once, and now he has gone to Qizhou to take up a post as a Dharma protector, so don’t worry, it’s not too late for a good meal.”

Tie Jinlin and Di Po were sent by the temple master to find Taoist Master Yun in the Daolu branch of Zhoucheng to learn how to be an official and protect the law well. The two newcomers who have no official experience learned a lot of practical experience and knowledge in more than a month. doorway.

Shen Shan and Zhang Xuandong came forward and were patted by Yun Daochang one by one, and they said "We will work hard" with warmth in our hearts.

Zhang Wenfeng watched Yun Qiuhe slap this one, kick that one, and after a while, he was laughing and laughing. Even Qian Jing was drawn over by him. Popularity is the feeling that was coaxed out of the fun and snacks back then.

He and Zhao Zhu'er flew forward, talking and chatting.

"Treasurer, after the assessment by the head of the mountain, the number of apprentices left in the fourth batch is exactly [-] integers. Compared with the formal disciples of the third batch, there are six fewer. We are waiting for you to come back to preside over the formal apprenticeship ceremony."

"The sect has grown to its present scale. You should strive for perfection and don't need to deliberately pursue the number of disciples. You have worked hard for the past few years and you have been worrying about it up and down. You can rest in peace for a few years."

"I can't stop. In the next two years, I and a few professors will take them around to increase their knowledge and experience, and then accept the fifth batch of apprentices. After the two batches of apprentices are brought out, ten years is just right. , I will be able to calm down and practice later.”

Zhao Zhu'er turned her head and made a playful grimace at the viewer, said with a smile: "The shopkeeper, you get a big salary, don't gossip about him all the time, get something real, like peach blossom brew."

While talking, the two slowly descended towards the top of Xianling Mountain, and the head of the mountain was already waiting in front of the old hall.

"Didn't I reward you with a cup of peach blossom wine last time? I don't have any more. If you want a long salary, you have to flatter the head of the mountain. He is the big housekeeper. It won't work if you ask me."

"I don't believe you, Zhuang Yu still has the residual smell of peach blossom wine on his body. Last time you were stingy and poured me more than ten drops of wine. This time, I need a glass to taste it."

"It's okay, it's all for the disciples, and I'm not willing to eat it myself."

The two joked and bickered, and fell to the ground to greet the mountain chief.

Yun Qiuhe waved with his disciples, agreeing to chat and play tomorrow, she followed into the west hall, pretending that she didn't hear the peach blossom wine that the two masters were talking about, it must be a very good thing, otherwise the fairy temple It is impossible for a group of disciples to have such a high chance of breaking through.

After drinking tea and chatting for a while, Zhang Guanzhu asked Yun Qiuhe who was opposite: "He He retired to his hometown, Tianyuan, you know?"

Yun Qiuhe nodded slightly, "He made a special trip to Zhoucheng, told me about it, and gave me a gift to thank me for bringing him into the fairy temple. He can’t force things, he is already very satisfied to be a rich man all his life and to spend nearly 200 years in the world.”

"With such a magnanimous mind, it is not in vain to seek Taoism in Xianling Temple for more than [-] years."

The head of the mountain nodded and smiled, and then he thought of a little guy who was valued by the audience and stirred up the undercurrent of the fourth batch of apprentices. With his own efforts, that group of apprentices lost at least seven or eight formal disciples , If He He has this kind of heart, it will be a good thing to worry about.

"Cultivation is the same in the world. I hope he can keep his heart and accumulate good virtue."

Zhang Guanzhu revealed this matter, and said: "Senior Sister Yue will return to the sect tomorrow, and after she takes care of some things, she can leave in late January. Qiuhe, you should also make preparations in advance and go to that quiet place to communicate with the outside world. Contact is severed, and it will take three or two years before we can leave the customs.”

He originally wanted to arrange for Shui Qingru to come back to replace Yue Anyan and guard the mine. Later, he received a message from Zhu Xun, and learned that there were many rebellious and disobedient monks in the Duxian Islands. The more than 50 third-tier monks he sent there were often attacked and assassinated by all sorts of strange things. In more than half a year, nearly 20 people fell, and more than 30 third-tier monks were added to the Eastern Continent to strengthen inspections and suppress the successive rebellions in the Duxian Islands.

He gave up the idea of ​​calling back Shui Qingru.

Good steel should be used on the blade. As the sharpest sword among the first batch of disciples, Shui Qingru earned a great reputation in the Duxian Islands. He killed countless people decisively and earned the nickname "Blood Sword Fairy" .

Now that there are enough disciples in the free state, he decided to send Zhang Xuanyan to the Liuzhi River to sharpen his mind in the silence.

In the twilight.

Eight hundred miles away from Duxian Island, at the northern end of Gouji Island, a place called "Henlang Town" is currently engaged in a desperate fight.

Many masked men screamed and smashed spells and talismans at a dilapidated courtyard in the west of the town, where there were many people, and the flames and smoke rose into the sky.

"Blood Sword Witch is lying down, brothers kill her!"

"Don't tell the witch to run away!"

"Don't fucking hate the Blood Soul Puppet, entangle her, and don't let her rush out."

The tremendous power of the spell explosion almost razed the entire town to the ground.

The ordinary people who suffered from the indiscriminate disaster suffered heavy casualties, and only some of them ran outside to escape their lives at the beginning of the sneak attack.

Suddenly a figure flashed from the fire, and disappeared in the place where many spells and talismans gathered fire.

When it reappeared, it was already among seven or eight third-level thief cultivators in the air.

Shui Qingru inspired a landscape shifting talisman that her master left her to save her life, she got rid of the entanglement of the giant puppet's melee attack, and jumped out of the encircling circle.

Her face was icy cold, her whole body was full of evil spirits, she swung her sword like waves, her attacks were sharp and fierce, and she performed her unique movement technique "Nine Palaces Flying Star Step" in the air, within thirty feet she flickered continuously, suddenly forward Suddenly, she didn't stay in one place for a while, and didn't give her opponent a chance to desperately entangle her.

Her current "eyesight" can provide her with great help in battle. In her eyes, the attack speed of enemies of the same level is always a bit slower in her mental state.

Grabbing an advantage made it easy for her to kill with a single sword, and there was almost no single-handed enemy under the sword.

Trapped below, Chen Zhong and the other three companions wondered if they could last until the end of the battle.

Blood rained in the air and stumps splashed, screams and wailing came and went one after another.

"Witch... haunt her!"

"Separate and run!"

"Run away!"

Seven or eight people were killed by the blood sword witch, and in the end only two escaped into the vast night.

The water was as clear as a long sword in her hand dripping blood. She stood still in the air, her face expressionless for a long time, before suppressing the surging killing intent. She had already adapted to the disadvantages of using clairvoyant eyes. She glanced at the messy ruins below. Frowning and shouting:

"Chen Zhong, are you still alive? Squeak if you can breathe!"

After a while.

"squeak......"

Chen Zhong's weak voice sounded.

The woman's beautiful face and body were stained with filthy blood, revealing a grim smile dripping with blood.

Chapter 669 Fighting against Wu Fu

Two figures climbed up from the dust of the ruins one after another, and near them were two blood soul puppets that fell apart, scattered into a pile of black and red bones depicting strange talismans. rotten.

His left arm hangs down weakly, the wounds all over his body are bloody and bloody, and bones can be seen in many places.

Swallowed a mouthful of blood on the ground, and looked at the black man who was sitting on the ground more than ten feet away, panting heavily, and couldn't see his face. He was more embarrassed and injured than him. He immediately felt much more comfortable, and laughed and cursed. Said: "Ge Xiaoxing, every time your boy dies, he will live for thousands of years...cough cough..."

Affecting the wounds in the internal organs, he coughed so much that he hunched over and coughed up blood.

He has a cheerful and optimistic personality. He has fought for more than half a year, and no matter how many assassinations and bloody sufferings he has suffered, he still does not conceal his sunny nature.

At the beginning, he and Zhuang Yu were sent by the head of the mountain to guard Lingcao Ridge for more than two years, and they still lived happily.

"You deserve it, you'll die from coughing, you're the scourge...every time I come out with you, I haven't lived in peace, you bastard, next time I'll listen to you and coax you out, I... .”

The man named Ge Xiaoxing put his hands on the ground and retorted weakly, he couldn't breathe after talking.

He is a monk of Lingbao Temple. Another fellow monk and three team monks fell in a battle. He became a lonely family. Ru and Chen Zhong form a team together, so there can be a support.

He and Chen Zhong have similar temperaments, and they have become friends for life and death.

"Ha, my surname is right...Chen, Chen Xiaoxing, sounds better than your broken name."

Chen Zhong was coughing and teasing, calmed down a bit, took out the pill from the storage space and swallowed it, and glanced around. The other two brothers in the same team had no breath, and had died from the previous sneak attack and violent attack. Down.

Life and death depend on fate, wealth and honor, but he is very open about it.

If it weren't for the inner armor issued by the Zongmen in his magic clothes, it is said that Yang Shuilan made it from the fourth-order witch skin, it would be difficult to resist this time, it's so crazy, those guys sneak attack every time It was unexpected, and this time he even did not hesitate to use his companion's life as a bait.

Maybe those four thieves were controlled monks?

Shui Qingruo did not fall to the ground to heal the two seriously injured guys who still had the spirit to tease each other. She was no stranger to the two of them. She floated in the air and slowly adjusted her breath, paying attention to the movements in the night, preventing anyone from approaching again. A sneak attack should not be taken lightly just because she killed the thief.

There were wailing and screams from other parts of the town, mixed with the wailing of children, she remained expressionless and did not even frown.

If there is a stranger who dares to approach Baizhang here at this time, she will kill him without hesitation.

It doesn't matter if it's a mortal or a child who doesn't seem to be in any danger.

In this weird place, especially when your companion is injured, there is no kindness to speak of, it is all experience learned with blood.

In half a year, there were not five hundred or three hundred mortals who died under her sword due to their own reasons.

She herself has experienced the danger of almost dying twice. It doesn't matter if she has higher combat power and greater killing power than the same level. If she gets into a trap, she will also be dealt with miserably.

She has a rich family, wearing a fourth-tier inner armor, and several protective treasures obtained from Shen Yuanzong's ruins, and she practiced day and night, using her true energy to temper her body. Compared with Taoist cultivators, she is a female martial artist More resistant to fighting.

The two people below kept talking in their mouths and hands, swallowing medicine to bandage the wound to stop the bleeding.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he stood up unsteadily, collected the booty from the thief Xiu separately, threw away the scraped corpses, and let them be exposed to the wilderness, picked up the tattered corpses of his companions, and packed them in oilcloth bags stand up.

It's already dark, they won't sleep here, they will rush back to the base of Wandering Island four hundred miles away in the northwest, so that they can receive treatment from the doctor, rest assured that they can adjust their breathing to heal their wounds, no matter how serious the injury is, they will have to recuperate for ten and a half days moon.

"Shut up and take care of yourselves!"

The water in the air was as clear as a sudden change in momentum, and the whole figure was unsheathed

Li Jian said coldly.

Chen Zhong and Ge Xiaoxing had a tacit understanding and met in the open space to the west. Ge Xiaoxing appeared in his hand and threw an array flag in various directions. Diffusion, filling the night, covering the figures of the two people.

It is inconvenient for them to fly into the air to kill the enemy, but they can still do it to protect themselves from Shui Qingru's distraction.

In a short while, the fog expanded to more than fifty feet, and it continued to thicken.

"A thief wearing a bamboo hat came from the Northeast Sea. His aura is a little weird. His cultivation is at the beginning of the third level. It's strange, is it just one? It's not clear enough to clog his teeth, unless there is another conspiracy hidden."

Chen Zhong held a "Hundred Thorn Golden Talisman" in his left hand, which was the attack talisman given to him by Ge Xiaoxing. He scanned several miles away with his spiritual sense, only to find a sneaky man in a bamboo hat approaching.

Ge Xiaoxing was not distracted from checking, he concentrated on controlling the temporary protective formation, in case Shui Qingru was besieged by a crowd, he could hide in the formation to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, or look for an opportunity to fight again, or stick to it and wait for help, voice transmission said: "You Be ready to activate jade talismans at any time, don't be afraid of wasting..."

Something is wrong, it's not good.

Before the words were finished, there seemed to be a sharp flash in the night sky, and the snow-bright sword light suddenly appeared, and the extremely fine white silk thread tore through the night, and fell to the top of the tall man in the bamboo hat who was approaching Li Xu in an instant.

The man took a big step forward, and swung his left hand upwards to punch him.