Taoist chanting

Chapter 180
Before class time, the black donkey jumped up and down, frolicking with more than a dozen apprentices who were playing on the ground.

Suddenly, it heard fireworks exploding from the sky in the east. It was startled, its long ears pricked up, and it raised its head to look east, and then heard two more sounds.

With all four hooves on its feet, it jumped over the heads of the astonished apprentices, its back and tail were fluffy, and it leaped across the east courtyard wall at high speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

A basket containing a wine jug fell down from the courtyard wall, and with a "bang", the wine splashed everywhere.

The young badger rolled over in the air and landed on the donkey's back, clutching tightly, not fully awake yet.

The second senior brother and Yue Anyan rushed out from different rooms, they only saw the shadow of the donkey flying over the courtyard wall, Yue Anyan yelled: "You are all staying in Qingzheng other courtyard, don't go out!"

Their first reaction was that the master was in danger. Last night, there were three fireworks alarms like this, and it was not long before the master went out in the morning.

The two jumped several times, skimmed the east courtyard wall, landed on the side slope, and chased the donkey away.

There was a faint mist rising from the ground, and Yue Anyan activated part of the protection of the mountain gate formation while hurrying.

The old cripple who was busy in the dining hall limped and ran out of the kitchen door in the east yard, and saw two figures jump over the wall with a "swish".

The apprentices made a fuss like a nest exploded on the field: "The black donkey can fly, I saw it."

"I saw it too. The black donkey flew over the courtyard wall with a 'swoosh'."

"Fly faster and higher than Yue Daochang!"

"I told you a long time ago that the black donkey is a spirit beast protecting the mountain. You still don't believe it? Don't pull the hair on the black donkey's stomach from now on."

The old cripple looked at the familiar basket rolling by the courtyard wall, and there was a big puddle of wine on the ground.

With a solemn expression, he turned back to the kitchen, touched his iron rod from the corner, and called Wei Xingde, who was washing dishes and cleaning the dishes, and the new Mrs. He, don't panic. He quickly walked to the gate of Qingzheng Bieyuan, silently Silently guard the door.

Donkey Day, you really have the ability, and quietly become a sperm.

In fact, he had already noticed before that the viewer, the second child and the fourth girl treated the donkey day very unusually.

He has to think about what to do in the future, now he is only worried about Brother Feng's safety.

He heard the explosion in the distance.

in the woods.

Zhang Wenfeng used a talisman to block the warrior man in the air, he quickly turned and dodged in the woods, suddenly turned around and stabbed with the sword, "dang", and hit the deadly flying fork cold light to one side, causing the flying fork to go in another direction Hitting two big trees was considered a temporary escape from the crisis of thorns on his back.

The flying fork thrown by the man is a combination of the second-level spell "controlling objects" and the explosive power skill of the martial artist. It can control the flying fork to turn and hit hard within a certain distance, but it is far less flexible than the flying sword he controls with his spiritual sense. machine change.

Borrowing strength to retreat, the brilliance of his body flickered, resisting the smashing of trees, and dispelling the huge shock of the flying fork.

He used the flying sword to sneak attack, leaving a fine bloody gash on the back of the Wu Wu Zhe's neck.

The martial artist has cultivated a strong physique, and his perception is like instinct. When the flying sword is approaching, he twists his neck when he senses the danger, and instantly strengthens the neck protection.

Zhang Wenfeng was not sure about using the "Intertwining Curse" supernatural power, the opponent was flying in the air, and he couldn't find a chance.

He also sprinkled a handful of beans mixed with thorny wire vine seeds as a free hand arrangement.

Hearing some noises coming from the west, he tilted his head slightly, and saw the donkey carrying the young badger galloping over the mountains and ridges to the front, he had nothing to say, only a voice transmission: "Tier [-], be careful!"

He and the donkey are partners in battle, and they are comrades who will never leave or abandon on the road of practice.

Live and die together, face any danger!
The martial artist man in the air extinguished the thunder light on his body a few times, and the slight influence caused by the talisman disappeared. The coldness in the man's eyes turned into a murderous intent. The hunting fork took it back.

There was a deterrent roar in the distance.

The warrior man was indifferent, and made a strange gesture with his left hand.

There was a loud "boom", and suddenly out of the mud and rocks seven or eight feet away behind Zhang Wenfeng, a giant beast with a height of more than ten feet, with bumps on its body, was a toad with khaki-brown markings.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't have time to think about it, so he took advantage of the moment when the huge toad just broke through the ground, and immediately used the last magical power that he hadn't used.

The Intertwining Curse followed a handful of seeds and turned into two dark red vines as thick as copper coins, binding the big toad that was too late to attack tightly, even its huge mouth, just opened a gap, and entangled it. It was so tight that it couldn't open its mouth.

The Wu Wu Zhe man froze for a moment, and immediately became furious. Seeing the help coming, the boy clearly wanted to cut off his escape route.

How could I meet such a weird guy.

All kinds of secret techniques emerge in endlessly, and they are used skillfully, and the method of controlling them is as good as a second-level monk.

He waved the hunting fork in his hand and shot at the Taoist priest [-] feet away. He stomped his feet in the air, as if he was kicking on the ground, and his body was like an afterimage. The martial arts secret method protects oneself comprehensively.

Don't bother with flying sword attacks anymore.

He wanted to fight for three to five breaths to deal with the Taoist priest, and before the person who made the long howl came, he would escape into the ground with the ground-burrowing witch toad.

There were three dazzling silver lightning bolts in front of him, and the martial artist punched the man, the lightning flashed and turned and diverged, and struck the man's right ear, left eye and the top door in three directions, the thunder light sizzled, forcing the man to stop fast, he Just had time to close my eyes.

Three bolts of thunder shot out from above his head, his hair and beard were unkempt like a mess.

The silver thunder light's attack speed is extremely fast, and its power is not very powerful, but the angle of attack is chosen, all of them are insidious and sophisticated.

There was a flash of red brilliance on the warrior man's body, and the thunder was instantly annihilated. He turned his head to look at the grinning donkey, wishing he could beat the provocative animal to death with his fist.

I was mistaken, and I was tricked by an ugly donkey.

Seeing that the Taoist priest below did not completely dodge the blow of his flying fork, he was suddenly turned by the flying fork, and smashed into a rolling gourd with the tail of the hunting fork. He was about to pounce, when a thunderbolt exploded in his ear, shaking the man Step back in the air.

"court death!"

The man was so angry that he rushed towards the donkey from the air.

The donkey was so frightened that it ran away from the slanting spurs, climbed up the slope, and barely touched the ground. The young badger squatted on the donkey's back, and saw a fierce man chasing him. The tiny crystal light shot towards the man's face.

The little mahogany sword turned into an afterimage with a "chirp" and flew across the air.

In the next instant, Jian Guang pierced into the gap between the violently swelling and struggling vines.

"Gah", accompanied by a shocking cry, the group of vines jumped up to a height of ten feet, and then fell to the ground with a "bang", braving the yellow mist-colored corrosive fog, making a "squeak" sound, and rolled downhill.

The martial artist smashed the three harassing crystal grains away with one punch, and his eyes turned red when he turned his head to witness this scene. If the ground-burrowing witch toad is damaged, how should he go back?
It's impossible to punch out with a pair of fists.

He doesn't have the ability to reach the sky, and if he loses Wu Chan, he will definitely die in the Daoist cultivation site.

Throwing a punch in the direction of the donkey seven or eight feet away, the violent blow made the donkey turn over a few feet, vented a little bit of anger, stepped on the top of the bare tree branch, turned around and turned back in the direction of the abominable Taoist priest.

He watched helplessly as the sharp flying sword made a provocative circle in front of him, turning into a dark red sword light.

At an extremely arrogant speed, he shot at the vines that were still rolling and screaming on the ground.

"No!"

(End of this chapter)