Taoist chanting

Chapter 349

The surface of the water suddenly roared with huge waves, "boom", "boom", several consecutive sprays rushed out of the river.

Under the water, it boiled violently like boiling water, and the impact caused by the lowering spell disappeared in the torrent.

Zhang Wenfeng's eyes became extremely sharp, veins appeared in his right hand holding the Hunran sword, and the sleeve of his left hand waved to disperse the splash of water rushing towards him. movement below.

The second senior brother took out two bags of preserved fruit and dried meat and asked the boatman named Zhang Wenle to distribute them to all the people who warmed up by the fire. He chopped down trees to make firewood, built a new bonfire, and warmed up with the returning boatmen. Eat some dry biscuits and jerky he stored in Xumi space, fill his stomach, chat and ask about the life of the boatmen.

Hearing movement from the water below, the second senior brother got up and patted the shoulder of the boatman who got up after him, and said with a smile: "There is a temple master, everything will be fine, you warm up by the fire, I'll go and have a look."

Leaping vertically to the bottom of the cliff of thirty or forty feet, he disappeared from the sight of the boatman.

The young boatman held a cloth bag of dry cakes fried with fine flour and large oil, and braised pork jerky. Looking at the dark cliffs several feet away, he felt very unreal, like a dream. He didn't recover?

Master Immortal didn't have any malice towards him, he just didn't understand why he had to be so kind to him?

When I went to deliver food just now, except for one person who would rather be hungry and didn't want it, everyone else accepted it, not for his face, but for the face of the immortal master.

The two boatmen over there hurriedly got up and ran over, bowed their waists, and the blind man could see that the immortal master appreciated the joy of having a shit luck, and seeing the hope of survival, they gathered together and talked in a low voice.

The second senior brother drew his sword in his hand, paying attention to the movement of the water surface, and did not disturb the temple master.

Underwater battles should be intense, with blood spilling to the surface.

The two can't help, they can only wait on the top and be ready to respond at any time, they are more anxious than going into the water to fight by themselves.

Someone flew from the northeast, saw several fires, and shouted loudly: "Guanzhu Zhang, Feng is late."

The second senior brother hurriedly flew into the air to meet Feng Chengyun who had arrived, explained in a low voice, landed near the water surface, guarded in three directions, and moved from time to time following the direction of the turbulence of the river below.

"They're coming out, be careful not to accidentally injure them!"

Zhang Wenfeng transmitted the sound to the two, and he used his spiritual sense to detect the movement three feet below the water, and followed his words.

"Wow!" Chen Qingqiao rushed out of the water with a gourd in his left hand and a sword in his right. His robe was torn in several places, his left shoulder was bloody and his face was blue. Unfortunately, he was injured again.

Under the dazzling light, two figures rushed out from the water. Shi Huai'an was holding a nearly two-foot-long catfish in his hand. There was a fatal wound on the top of the catfish's huge head. The four whiskers were drooping, and it had long lost its vitality. .

The glazed water jacket on Yue Anyan's body does not get wet, and the light quickly fades after getting out of the water.

A white silk thread in her hand disappeared into the cuff, and quickly flew to the side of the temple master.

I feel a little regretful in my heart, if it wasn't for Chen Qingqiao not being able to hold on, they would have teamed up to kill the water demon that entered the trap just now, and her several treasures are quite useful, but unfortunately the success fell short, the water demon escaped from Guanzhu Chen's direction, and then There is little hope of finding slippery monsters in the waters.

Feng Chengyun was pleasantly surprised: "The three worked hard to get rid of one evil. Under the water, fish spirits and water demons are not aggressive."

Shi Huai'an laughed dryly: "This monster was killed by Zhang Guanzhu earlier, we failed to get rid of the other one, and picked up the monster that sank to the bottom of the water."

Glancing at the injured Chen Qingqiao, he was so depressed that he didn't get all the credit for his good work.

If Zhang Guanzhu can go into the water, with Zhang Guanzhu's terrifying combat power, he will definitely not give the monster a chance to escape.

Of course, if Guanzhu Zhang could go into the water, they would have nothing to do with them, and they would not be summoned.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced around for a while, but he didn't see any trace of the water monster. He knew that the monster would not show up for a while, and said, "Go up and rest first, Guanzhu Chen, how is your injury? Do you need healing elixir?"

Chen Qingqiao's disadvantage is that the magic weapon on his body is not good enough. He used to have a "Black Weaving Clothes", a water heritage treasure, which was damaged in the battle to kill Wuxiu in Xihe Town, otherwise he would not have become a drag.

He understood that Zhang Guanzhu said this to excuse him, and shook his head with a wry smile: "The injury doesn't matter..."

"Okay, let's go up first, and then think of a way to kill the water demon."

Zhang Wenfeng interrupted what Chen Qingqiao was saying, and smiled gently. He and Chen Qingqiao, who were plagued by bad luck, were old friends, and he couldn't bear to see his old friend blame himself.

"Bang", Shi Huai'an threw the sticky and greasy catfish essence on the pile of rocks on the shore, and said in thought: "How about I send a message to Xie Protector, please send him to the capital, and ask the water patrol and rain master to come? After serious injuries, it will crazily retaliate and attack ships in the water, traveling hundreds of miles up and down, we can't prevent it at all."

Zhang Wenfeng was also a bit big-headed. After letting the tiger go back to the mountain and let the tiger escape, it would be very difficult to catch the tiger.

Moreover, the water and rain inspectors are invited to come, and the time cannot be delayed. By tomorrow morning, many ships have already suffered.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, wait a moment, I'll ask someone to come and try it out."

Zhang Wenfeng could only give Tu Ling a message with the attitude of giving it a try. Tu Ling was an old demon more than five hundred years ago. Even if he only recovered to the third level, his knowledge would surpass theirs. the monster?

For a monk in the Freedom Realm, it would be difficult to find the trace of the water demon without the treasure-detecting treasures specially used by the patrolling water and rain masters.

Everyone guessed who Zhang Guanzhu was inviting, so they all waited on the shore.

It will take time for the other cultivators from the Daolu branch of the county seat and the county government officials to arrive.
The second senior brother saw that he was free, so he sent a voice transmission to the temple master and Yue Anyan, and briefly explained what happened to Zhang Wenle. The two were greatly surprised. The picture below is already [-]% believed.

Uncle Lame's leg is said to be a tendon broken by a woman. The love and hatred in it are very chewy.

Zhang Wenfeng asked the second senior brother and Yue Anyan to accompany the others. He sat by the fire, called the dark-faced and somewhat reserved boatman to sit down, and said with a smile: "Before dark, I picked up a boatman with a person's foot hanging from the water. The thin and tall one, is that you?"

"It's a villain, thank God... Master Immortal for saving his life."

"Don't call me Master Immortal, just call me Guanzhu. You have good water skills. You can still surface in strong winds and waves even if your feet are entangled. Well, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune. Don't worry about it."

Zhang Wenfeng chatted with Huatou to relieve the nervousness of the boatmen.

He guessed that the old lame uncle was able to reunite with his family. Maybe Mo Ye was responsible for this?

Yaoyao Mingming, mysterious and mysterious, who can tell clearly.

After chatting for a while, the earth spirit in a khaki short robe quietly appeared nearby, Zhang Wenfeng got up and walked aside, told the matter to the earth spirit, and asked if there was any way for the earth spirit to find the trace of the escaped water demon?
Originally, I thought it was not a big deal that could not be handled, so I didn't need to trouble Tu Ling to come forward.

Now that human life is at stake, what should be troubled still has to be troubled, and we can't just sit back and watch mortals' lives regardless of being afraid of trouble.

Tu Kun nodded slightly to the salutations of the others, without raising his face as if others owed him money, his eyes fell on the catfish spirit, and said: "I'll try with the blood of this monster, if it doesn't work , please ask Gao Ming again."

Since he was promoted to the third level, he has added many small formations to the second and outer formations of the Taoist temple gate, especially the one at the back mountain. Uncover the whereabouts of the bronze lamp.

Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands and asked the earth spirit to let go.

Tu Kun took half an altar of sticky catfish essence blood, cast black magic on it, flew to the distant river, poured the sticky black blood in the altar into the water along the way, and poured it all the way downstream, his figure disappeared under the drizzle night middle.

Everyone was not greeted, so it was inconvenient to go to watch, and waited on the river bank.

The law enforcement guards from the county arrived, followed by a number of good yamen servants. They were instructed face-to-face by the head of the courtyard to conduct simple interrogations of the surviving boat passengers and boatmen.

The second senior brother gave a gentle smile to the rather nervous young boatman.

Is the old lame uncle coming soon?
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(End of this chapter)