Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 67, Killing (please collect, please recommend)

Hit it with one palm.

Rumble...

Smash the gate to pieces.

Li Donglai was furious: "Who dares to disturb my cultivation, is looking for death!"

"I'll give you three breaths, get out immediately."

Ning Huan was dumbfounded.

Didn't I just say that he is a Jindan cultivator, but he was demoted to serve in the army, you are not courting death by provoking him!
Li Donglai's face was full of ferocity: "Boy, you are tired of life, dare to break the gate and destroy my practice, you think you will be arrogant and die if you enter here."

"One breath."

Zhang Fan raised his index finger.

Li Donglai was furious: "Looking for death."

Both hands were burning with flames, fused together, and the Flame Tiger Fist was a punch to Zhang Fan.

"Hmph, Ning Huan, you'd better remember that I was accidentally beaten to death when I fought against him. If you dare to say something nonsense, I will never forgive you."

Li Donglai was bound to kill Zhang Fan with one palm.

Zhang Fan then moved and slammed his palm out.

Li Donglai flew upside down, fell on the wall and rolled down.

Ning Huan was dumbfounded!What's going on, this is a ruthless man!
"Brother...you killed him?"

"It's no big deal if an outer disciple is killed. How do you deal with the death of a handyman disciple?"

Ning Huan said, "It's usually cremation."

"Well, then burn it. You find someone to burn all the contents inside, and take away all the pills and so on. I'm not interested."

Ning Huan was stunned first, then ecstatically.

There are many treasures on this person, at least hundreds of Baiyang Pills.

"clear."

Ning Huan immediately called several people, carried the body away, tidied up the inside, and took away all Li Donglai's clothes.

"Brother, this is Li Donglai's sword, look..."

Zhang Fan took a look, it was a low-grade magic weapon of the Xuan level.

"Give it to you."

Ning Huan was overjoyed: "Thank you, brother."

"It's best for this person to die. Our handyman disciples finally got the Qi training pill, but we have to give half of it to him. It's like a robber."

"Forget it, what if the new adult is more ruthless?"

"I don't think so. My lord even gave away a mysterious magic weapon, so he might not be greedy for me to wait for the Qi training pill."

The words of several people reached Zhang Fan's ears.

It turned out that Li Donglai was also a ruthless person, even snatching Qi training pills.

Zhang Fan said: "Don't worry, I don't like a few qi training pills, just clean the mausoleum every day, and I won't care about you for the rest of the time."

"Yes, brother."

"When I understand, I must clean up the mausoleum."

He finally became a grave sweeper in Kunlun Holy Land.

There are more than 9000 mausoleums, and I don't know how many celestial masters there are. Zhang Fan flew directly to the top of the mountain.

Zhang Fan: System, scan it, how many celestial master tombs there are.

System: 180 celestial master spiritual positions.

There are more than 100 celestial masters, more than Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Fan came to a mausoleum of a celestial master.

Ling Xiaotian: The [-]th generation of the Holy Son, cultivated as a first-rank celestial master, practiced ten thousand swords to return to the sect, and ten thousand swords returned to the sect of the Dzogchen realm.

Zhang Fan: Sign in.

System: Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the spell of Wanjian Guizong, automatically cultivated the realm of Dzogchen, obtained ten pieces of luck, and obtained a copy of Ling Xiaotian's cultivation experience.

Zhang Fan was startled: Isn't the return of ten thousand swords to the sect a unique skill in the holy land of Shushan? To control the sword with spirit and control the sword with heart, ten thousand swords return to one.

After a few days of retreat and practice, Wan Jian returned to the sect and added the skill of killing immortals with one sword, it is impossible to comprehend the wrinkle of Wan Jian Dao.

The same is the swordsmanship, the Dao is unique, and it all evolved from the Dao of Ten Thousand Swords.

Immediately began to retreat and practice.

The next day.

Zhang Fan continued to sign in.

Congratulations to the host for obtaining the divine body of the water god, the art of freezing thousands of miles, automatically advancing to the realm of Dzogchen, and comprehending the Dao of Ice.

Zhang Fan: Analyze Han Xiaoyan.

Han Xiaoyan: Kunlun Taishang Elder, fifth-rank cultivation of Celestial Master, divine body of water god, comprehends the wrinkled shape of the icy road, frozen for three thousand miles, the proud cold shook Kyushu, and was killed by the palm of Nether.

Netherworld?

what monster is this?

It's a pity that I can only get Han Xiaoyan's cultivation experience, but not the memory. If I can get the memory, I will know what kind of monster Nether is.

For ten consecutive days.Zhang Fan signs in every day.

Dozens of luck.

There are a few books of heaven-level exercises, but they are all in the realm of Dzogchen, and they have not comprehended the wrinkle of the Dao, let alone the complete Dao.

Only the Ice Avenue became wrinkled.

Inner door elders.

Li Zonghai was furious: "Zhang Fan? Who is this man, don't you know that Li Donglai is my son, he dared to kill my son, who gave him the courage."

"Master, please calm down, let the disciple go and investigate."

"Still investigating. They're all dead. There's not even a corpse, only a pile of ashes. I want to see what kind of heart the mausoleum elders have."

Mausoleum Hall.

"Li Zonghai, why are you here?" Huai De'an, the elder of the mausoleum, was taken aback. Did this old guy know that Li Donglai was dead?

It was also Huai De'an's mistake at the beginning. He didn't expect this person to kill Li Donglai as soon as he came. He thought that the two of them would live in harmony. After two years, when Li Donglai left here, Zhang Fan would naturally take over.

Taking care of the mausoleum is not a good job at all, there is no oil and water, and 500 years of practice is only the second-rank state of a master.

Li Donglai was furious: "Huai De'an, you know in your heart that my son is dead, and you must give me an explanation today."

Huai Dean was furious.

Everyone is an elder, why should I give you an explanation?
"Hmph, Li Donglai is just a disciple of a handyman. He dies when he dies. What explanation do you need? Why do you come to my mausoleum hall? Go out if you have nothing to do. You are not welcome in my mausoleum hall."

Li Zonghai was furious: "Okay, very good, you actually offended me for a Jindan disciple!"

"We all belong to the same sect and are all elders. Why do you say that I offended you? Your son offended Qin Wushuang. It's not bad if he didn't die. As a disciple of a handyman attacking a disciple of the inner sect, he deserves to die. If you have a reason, go ask the law enforcement elders Come."

Li Zonghai was speechless in anger.

According to the regulations of the sect, the disciples of the handyman attacked the disciples of the inner sect and killed them directly.

Please law enforcement elders, isn't this just asking for guilt?
"Hmph, don't think I can't do anything, Zhang Fan must die and pay for my son's life." After saying this, he walked away.

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"Senior Brother, Senior Brother."

Ning Huan ran over, gasping for breath.

Zhang Fan asked, "What's the matter?"

"Li Zonghai sent someone to kill you, you have to be careful, if you are no match, immediately admit defeat."

"Who is Li Zonghai?"

"It's Li Donglai's father, the elder of the inner disciples."

Zhang Fan nodded: "Can the elder kill the inner sect disciple at will!"

Ning Huan shook his head;

"Of course not, but the sect has regulations. If someone comes to compete for the position of guarding the tomb, the two must fight. The winner will have a chance. As for the loser, they will automatically withdraw."

Zhang Fan nodded.

He naturally knows this kind of regulation.

For example, guarding the fat of the medicine garden, where the aura is abundant, it is natural to practice with half the effort, and the person in charge is often changed once a month.

Or they will be kicked out after practicing for two or three days.

For guarding the mausoleum hall, this position is obviously the lowest position, not to mention the lack of aura, and the salary is even more pitiful.

There is no competition for this position.

Li Zonghai was afraid that he would use the rules to attack Zhang Fan.

Inner door elders.

"Sun Yang, how many years have you followed me?"

"Master, it's been ten years."

Li Zonghai nodded and said: "Okay, you are now at the sixth rank of Jindan, and my teacher entrusted you with a task to kill Zhang Fan, are you willing?"

Sun Yang was taken aback, killed Zhang Fan?

Sun Yang said: "But he stays in the mausoleum without leaving home, how do disciples kill him?"

"If he doesn't come out, can't you go in?"

Sun Yang's face was ugly.

Go in?

Once he accepts the location of the mausoleum, it will take five years. Not only is his aura insufficient, but his salary is also pitifully low. Ten Baiyang pills per month are not as quick as doing tasks outside.

Killing a monster casually would cost more than ten Baiyang Pills.

(End of this chapter)