Taoist chanting

Chapter 912 Can't Promise
Jin Neng overcomes wood, and Zhang Wenfeng, who is a wood trader, recharges Xiao Jinzhu's energy in a place full of golden evil spirits. In the past one or two years, he was very uncomfortable and suffered a lot. He spent a lot of time meditating every day to resolve it.

Fortunately, his cultivation base is high enough, and he used his skills to resist. Later, he gradually found a way to deal with it.

Exercising the "soldier" tactic of the nine-character mantra greatly alleviated the erosion of the body by the golden evil energy, and supplemented by the thought of the light and cold sword intent, used the golden evil energy to beat the body without hurting the inner body, and finally relieved him from the long-term exhaustion. freed from the confrontation.

He is very fortunate to have a lot of supernatural powers and sword intents, and he has turned the ordeal into a tempering and tempering that is beneficial to him.

Time passed day by day, and the harassment from the Jin Sha ghost outside hardly stopped.

In the area of ​​Meteor Canyon, the Jinsha ghosts can be killed and scattered, but they will not really perish. More and more low-level Jinsha ghosts are attacking the cave, which annoys You Mengchang.

Later, please ask the temple master to release the little fire worms, one old and one young, to ruthlessly kill a group of Jinsha ghosts. Unable to be reborn, completely perishing, and finally curbing the unscrupulous troubles of the Jinsha Yinling.

In the blink of an eye, 12 years have passed, and Guanzhu Zhang has gathered little by little to replenish about [-]% of Xiao Jinzhu's energy.

Every day I keep trying to figure out the sword intent of light and cold. Under the extreme environment where the golden energy is as cold as cold, Guanzhu Zhang has further comprehended the power of this sword intent. He can absorb energy with ease, and strengthen his own tempering without delay. The improvement of his strength.

On this day, he walked out of the closed cave and came to the top of the canyon cliff.

As far as the eye can see, except for the whistling of the wind, there is no one in the quiet desolation everywhere.

Zhang Wenfeng seldom went out of the cave. He soon noticed the peeping gazes from the depths of the canyon below.

Gossiping with You Lao, Zhang Guanzhu strolled on the rugged rocks, behind him floated the Lihuo Jing which had turned into a blurred humanoid figure about four feet high.

On the mountain road ahead, a young woman wearing dark gold and black with an old-fashioned long dress suddenly appeared. She had slender temples and a slim waist.

"Meteor Sword Spirit Jinzhe, I have met Zhang Daoyou!"

The woman who appeared strangely clapped her hands together and performed an ancient ceremony, but ignored the director You Meng who was beside her, and even ignored the existence of Li Huo Jing.

Zhang Wenfeng was not at all surprised, and bowed his hands in return: "Fellow Daoist Jinzhe is very polite, what advice do you have?"

You Mengchang voice transmission: "Don't worry about what she asks, don't agree to her."

He knew the ins and outs of the sword spirit on the other side, and the other side couldn't possibly recognize him as a passing visitor back then.

At that time, people were coming and going here, and the sword spirit didn't dare to show up at a place more than 100 miles away from Youhu Lake. There should not be too many evil cultivators who want to catch her.

"Please Zhang Daoyou take me out of here."

Even if she was begging for help, the sword spirit still spoke coldly, she didn't seem to be able to laugh, and added: "We can make a covenant with the sky, and I will serve you as the master, and I will give you the heavy weapon of heaven and earth that sank to the bottom of the lake as a reward."

She has been on the sidelines for a long time, and already knows the name of the Taoist priest.

After finally meeting a sixth-level monk, she didn't want to give up the rare opportunity and wait any longer. She was worried that the aura in the lower realm would become weaker and weaker, and the monks would not be as good as the next generation. The monks are hard to come by.

Nearly [-] years have passed, and it is estimated that no one knows the details of what happened back then.

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the woman, shook his head slowly, and said: "As a qualified wood trader, Zhang is not blessed to accept heavy weapons from the gold trade. I'm sorry!"

The difference between Xiaotiandi Heavy Equipment and Tiandi Heavy Equipment is one word, but there is a big difference in grade.

Of course, it mainly depends on the strength of the monk who uses the heavy weapon, how much power can be exerted by the heavy weapon.

The Qi Ling woman looked at the opposite Taoist priest and turned around. Her skirt was fluttering, and she didn't make any stop movements. With her strength, she couldn't stop a sixth-level monk. The reason given by the Taoist priest was irrefutable. She wanted to use the monk to face The greed of the heavy weapon took him out of the lower realm, but it was a pity that the other party was too sober.

She was a little skeptical, maybe the other party knew the rumors that the Meteorite sword hindered the Lord?

Just when he showed a hint of murderous intent, he saw a light bronze-colored "field" fluctuating and flashing around the Taoist priest's body.

Qi Ling girl was very disappointed, the other party was carrying Xiaotiandi Mingbao, no wonder she was unmoved.

Pity.

Zhang Wenfeng walked back nearly fifty li.

You Mengchang voice transmission: "Okay, let's find a nearby cave in the canyon to settle down. The golden evil spirit here is relatively thin. When the old man arranges a formation nearby, she must consider her own safety if she wants to make trouble."

Looking back, the Qi Ling woman had long since disappeared.

For the sake of safety, they had to step back. In You Lao's words, "I'd rather spend more time than act under the eyes of that sword spirit. If the sword spirit doesn't want to go crazy, the loss outweighs the gain."

I found a dilapidated cave, cleaned it up, opened it up and arranged it, and stayed there.

Every time Zhang Wenfeng retreated for a year or so, he would go out and walk around. Occasionally, twice, he would see the spirit woman appearing coldly on the rocks thirty miles away. Zhang Wenfeng turned around and walked back without provoking her.

He knew that Qi Ling was an immortal existence here, even if he could knock the opponent away, the Qi Spirit could recover after a while, but his cultivation would take a lot of damage unless he could catch the opponent.

He already knew that the weapon spirit was an unknown thing, so how could he ask for bad luck?
Ten years passed without realizing it, Zhang Wenfeng replenished enough energy for Xiao Jinzhu, and immediately set off to leave.

He was delayed here for too long, instead of returning to the Eastern Continent, he set off directly to the Unpredictable Forest in the territory of the monster race in the vast mainland.

……

Fairy Temple, Jianping Mountain.

In the early years, Shui Qingru, who was promoted to the fifth-level sword cultivator after leaving customs, was as tall and straight as a sword. She was teaching second-level and third-level disciples to practice swordsmanship. She was still in the arrest department. go once.

"Master, I'm here."

He Kuyu floated down to the top of the mountain, smiling and shaking hands with the serious elder sister.

In these years, following the arrangement of the head of the mountain, she first served as the teacher for three years, and then spent two years with ten other teachers and the last batch of apprentices to go out for training, and then she was arranged to go to Zhiketang and Jingyitang , Danyitang, Zhanglvtang and other places to work, each for three years, familiar with the various operations of the sect.

"Rehearse the Bagua sword that I pointed out to you last time and show me."

Shui Qingru nodded and ordered, she was teaching art on behalf of the teacher, so the requirements should be stricter.

Before He Kuyu drew his sword, he approached his senior sister and said in a low voice: "Master has arrived in the vast continent." She has done it almost once in every hall of the sect, so the news is naturally very well-informed.

I hope that for Master's sake, Senior Sister will not scold me too harshly.

She was slow in learning the sword, and her master never scolded her before, but she learned the Fa very quickly, and her master often praised her.

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(End of this chapter)