Fairy, please pay me back.

Chapter 73 The Shock in Ten Days (Thirteen)
On the school field, Wu Shibin looked embarrassed and wanted to slap himself hard.

Originally, Jiang Youyue had already fallen into the trap. He wanted to deceive more spiritual crystals, but failed to steal the chicken and lost a lot of rice.

Turning his head slightly, Wu Shibin looked at the most beautiful maid behind him.

The maid was wearing green clothes and was tall. Although she wore common clothes like the other three maids, her temperament was far superior to those of the three.

The maid in green gave Wu Shibin an angry look, then saluted him and said softly:
"Young Master, I have given instructions that I can only grant you a maximum of eighty spiritual crystals!"

"Oh, there's this other thing? Cuiling, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Pretending to scold the girl, Wu Shibin bowed his hands to Jiang Youyue apologetically and said with a smile:
"Miss, my old man is very good at digging. This treasure... should belong to you."

Jiang Youyue chuckled and looked at Yang Zongcan.

"Senior, do you want to increase the price?"

Yang Zongcan sneered and shook his head expressionlessly.

Shopkeeper Meng looked delighted and quickly flattered Jiang Youyue before ordering his servants to carry the box over.

Mudan took out a storage bag from her arms and handed it to Shopkeeper Meng for inventory. Shen Mubai put away the folding fan, stretched out his hand, and put the nine-foot Zen staff into his sleeve.

After Shopkeeper Meng finished counting the spiritual crystals, everyone said goodbye to each other.

Wu Shibin walked the fastest, shopkeeper Meng and his people followed closely behind, and Yang Canzong also left alone.

Jiang Youyue and his group were the last to leave, but until they returned to the gate of Jiang's courtyard, no one came to stop them.

With her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, Jiang Youyue asked Shen Mubai:
"Elder brother...is gone now?"

Shen Mubai waved his folding fan, looked at a camphor tree on the roadside, and said calmly:

"Why hide your head and show your tail?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow under the camphor tree shook. Yang Zongcan slowly appeared and said coldly:
"Mr. Shen has great eyesight!"

Shen Mubai sneered, unfolded his folding fan, and asked with a smile:
"Any advice?"

Yang Zongcan held the hilt of the sword with one hand and said to Shen Mubai:
"I'm not going to make any detours with you, just hand over your Zen staff!"

Shen Mubai waved his folding fan, ordered Jiang Youyue and others to retreat to a distance, and then smiled at Yang Zongcan:

"The Zen staff is on me, let's see what you can do!"

Yang Zongcan quickly drew out a sword that was radiating with cold light, leaped high into the air with a single step, and then the sword and man merged into one, swooping down like an eagle pouncing on prey!

Shen Mubai raised his right hand and pressed the folding fan against the tip of the sword. At the same time, he waved his left hand and shot out a white light from his sleeve, piercing Yang Zongcan's eyebrows.

Yang Zongcan exerted force with his right hand, and the sword's blade suddenly bent.

With the rebound force of the sword, he dodged the white light with a backflip and stagnated in the air.

Shen Mubai took a few steps and flew into the air, fighting with Yang Zongcan in an instant.

Yang Zongcan's sword flower flickered, and layers of sword formations formed in front of him, pressing towards Shen Mubai like thousands of troops.

Shen Mubai stepped on the hexagram position, avoiding the sharp edge of the sword formation, and waved his folding fan, shooting out groups of white light groups that looked like flying birds, overwhelming the sky and covering Yang Zongcan.

The two of them went back and forth, fighting for hundreds of rounds over a cup of tea.

Jian Fusheng looked up and found that his sight could not keep up with the speed of the two of them, and he could only see the afterimages in the sky.

After a while, the afterimages in the air suddenly separated. Yang Zongcan fell from the air, took several steps back before he could stand still, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Shen Mubai then landed on the ground, his Yuebai Taoist robe was cut in several slits, and his left shoulder was soaked in blood.

After giving Shen Mubai a cold look, Yang Zongcan said coldly:

"Mr. Shen is indeed worthy of his reputation. Pindao failed today. See you another day!"

After saying that, Yang Zongcan retreated under the camphor tree and disappeared into the shadows.

Shen Mubai sneered and said to Jian Fusheng and Jiang Youyue:
"Let the maids go back first, and you two will follow me to the back mountain."

……

Outside the thatched cottage on the back mountain.

Jiang Youyue stood beside Shen Mubai and said with concern:

"Brother, are you okay? I'll give you some medicine."

Shen Mubai smiled faintly, touched her head and said:
"Didn't I tell you at noon? I'm just pretending!"

As he spoke, Shen Mubai reached into his collar and took out a torn bag from his left shoulder. There was still a lot of red liquid left in the bag.

Throwing the bag on the ground, Shen Mubai smiled and said:
"With his little ability, he wouldn't be able to hurt me even if he stood there and stabbed me. If it wasn't for the purpose of luring the big fish out from behind, your senior brother would have slapped him to death!"

Jiang Youyue patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I thought the senior brother deliberately let him chop with the sword, and he was really injured."

Shen Mubai sat down on the stone bench, raised his sleeves, and placed the nine-foot Zen staff across the stone table.

Jian Fusheng looked at the Zen staff and asked with confusion:

"Mr. Shen, in order to test your strength, the Wu family is willing to give out an earth-grade spiritual treasure. Isn't it justified?"

Shen Mubai chuckled and replied:

"They don't know the goods and only regard this Zen staff as a foundation-building spiritual treasure. They take away a hundred spiritual crystals, so naturally they don't feel it is a loss... Besides, in their eyes, this spiritual treasure is just stored in the Jiang family for two days, waiting for the Jiang family to wait. After the family is destroyed, the Zen staff can naturally be taken back."

Jiang Youyue was stunned when she heard this:
"Senior brother, does this Zen staff have another origin?"

Shen Mubai nodded and flicked his folding fan towards the staff.

The lotus patterns on the Zen staff were all raised, and in an instant, the layers of skin peeled off and returned to their original appearance.

I saw this Zen staff with two strands and six rings, and the whole body was brass-colored. The tin ring on the head of the staff jingled, and the sound was distant and ethereal, like the sound of the Buddha coming from afar.

Shen Mubai looked at the Zen staff and was silent for a long time. Then he suddenly sighed and said:
"This staff is originally a gift from a Bodhisattva. It was cast in the underworld and can suppress evil spirits. Its name is - Prison Suppression!"

When Jiang Youyue heard this, her eyes widened and she said:
"Bodhisattva's magic weapon? Then... isn't that just like the colorful clothes on my body, it can be called an immortal weapon?"

Shen Mubai shook his head and said:

"Buddhist instruments are very different from Taoists. Without the Buddhist mind and principles of a Bodhisattva, this object is just a heavenly item."

Jiang Youyue held up the Zen staff and said happily:
"That's not bad, it's just for the ancestor's protection!"

Shen Mubai waved his folding fan, and the Zen staff flew out of Jiang Youyue's hand and stood in front of Jian Fusheng.

"My ancestor has no need for this staff, but it is just right for Mr. Jian!"

When Jiang Youyue heard this, her face darkened, and she turned her head to look at Jian Fusheng with complicated eyes.

Senior brother is so partial!
Jian Fusheng lowered his head and avoided Jiang Youyue's gaze. He stretched out his hands to hold the Zen staff, but felt that it was too long and was not convenient to use.

The tin ring on the Zen staff suddenly made a loud noise and automatically hit Jian Fusheng on the forehead!
Jian Fusheng was well prepared and immediately threw the Zen staff on the ground and ran away.

Shen Mubai sneered, shot out a white light to stop the Zen staff, and asked Jian Fusheng, "Do you understand Buddhism?"

Jian Fusheng thought for a while and said helplessly:
"The body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror... we know this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Buddha's light suddenly shone on the prison-suppressing Zen staff. It broke away from Shen Mubai's white light and flew directly in front of Jian Fusheng, pointing the head of the staff towards him.

Jian Fusheng was startled. The shadow of a Zen staff suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. A strong Zen feeling spread out and turned into several runes again, but this time it condensed into clearly visible words:
If hell is not empty, Bodhi will not be achieved!
The next moment, the two characters "Eat Immortal" in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shot out countless blood lines, piercing the eight characters.

The eight big characters emitted the shining Buddha's light, which stayed in a stalemate with the blood line for a long time before disappearing together.

Jian Fusheng looked inside the sea of ​​consciousness and found that both the two characters Devouring Immortals and the eight-character Buddha verse had become slightly dimmer.

Picking up the Zen staff, Jian Fusheng thought, and the Zen staff became two feet shorter and lighter in weight. After weighing it twice, it felt very comfortable.

Shen Mubai's face did not change, but his eyes were slightly shocked. He did not expect that Jian Fusheng would recognize the owner of this Zen staff just by casually saying it!
Jian Fusheng looked happy and used the Zen staff as a stick to dance around him in countless circles.

Jiang Youyue's expression was not very good. She looked at Shen Mubai and Jian Fusheng from time to time, and then thought of her father's inference that day, and she felt a little bad...

The stinky hooligan actually robbed this girl of her senior brother!
Shen Mubai shook his folding fan and thought for a while, then suddenly said:

"Master Jian, although you have made rapid progress, you still lack experience in fighting with others. Why don't you just use this Zen staff and practice here with my junior sister, and I can give you some pointers."

When Jian Fusheng heard this, he immediately became frightened.

Are you kidding me? He is at the ninth level of Qi refining, and Jiang Youyue is at the ninth level of foundation building. What the hell?

Leaning the Zen staff on the stone table, Jian Fusheng hurriedly said:
"The eldest lady is a master of Taoism and is willing to be inferior to me. Let's forget it..."

Jiang Youyue blinked her eyes and said:

"It doesn't matter, I will suppress my cultivation to the ninth level of Qi training and have a few moves with you."

After finishing her words, Jiang Youyue made a move with her bare hands, and a stream came from the void and surrounded her.

A three-foot water sword condensed in her hand, Jiang Youyue pointed her toes and walked straight towards Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng cursed secretly, picked up the Zen staff and flew away.

Jiang Youyue suddenly accelerated, like a flying fairy from the sky, the water sword pointed directly at Jian Fusheng's chest!

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Jian Fusheng simply shouted loudly, picked up his Zen staff and threw it at the water sword.

Whoa!
A sound like waves sounded, and Jiang Youyue's water sword shattered in response. Instead, Jian Fusheng hit her forearm with a stick!
Jiang Youyue snorted softly, turned somersault lightly, and put some distance away from Jian Fusheng.

Touching her sore forearm, Jiang Youyue raised her eyebrows and stretched out her hand to look at Jian Fusheng.

The stream surrounding her suddenly turned into hundreds of water elemental swords, stabbing at Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng took long pavilion steps and danced a Zen staff into several discs, smashing most of the water swords into splashes, but there were still more than ten water swords that penetrated the discs and hit Jian Fusheng.

With a groan, Jian Fusheng was suddenly startled!
The power of this water element sword seems to be average...

There were a few holes in my clothes, but the blows on my body didn’t hurt much!
The reason why I was tortured so badly by the dead girl before my relationship was all because her realm suppressed me...

If our cultivation levels are similar, I don't seem to be weaker than her, right?

Thinking of this, Jian Fusheng's confidence soared. He actually stepped on the hexagram, spread out the Nine Layers Mountain, picked up the Zen staff and threw it at Jiang Youyue!

Jiang Youyue gathered the water sword again and fought hard with Jian Fu. However, the water sword was smashed to pieces by the Zen staff, and she received another solid blow.

Jian Fusheng succeeded with one blow and was extremely excited. He directly pushed Jiuchongshan to the seventh level. He jumped up high with the Zen staff and struck Jiang Youyue head-on!
Jiang Youyue snorted coldly, took out the Li Shui Sword and held it above her head!

when--!
There was a loud noise, and Jian Fusheng flew back upside down. Jiang Youyue's body sank, and her feet actually sank into the bluestone under her feet.

Jian Fusheng fell to the ground half-kneeling, feeling a sense of emptiness in his body. The Seven Layers Mountain just now emptied most of the true energy in his body, and he felt a little weak afterward.

Jiang Youyue pointed the tip of her sword and pulled her feet out of the bluestone, leaving two deep pits and countless cracks spreading outward.

Jian Fusheng's blow just now caused chaos in her body. If the foundation for foundation building hadn't been there, she would have been seriously injured!

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Youyue frowned and looked at Jian Fusheng, feeling extremely shocked in her heart.

Could it be that the realm is the same, this girl is not the opponent of this boy! ?

This guy is so strong! ! !

Biting her lips, Jiang Youyue became eager to win. The Li Shui Sword in her hand sent out sparkling waves of light, and she used the "Li Shui Shui Light Sword" that she had not fully understood yet!
With a stroke of the fairy sword, Jiang Youyue's purple and green clothes spread out two thin wings and slowly rose into the air.

Jian Fusheng looked up and activated his Xuan Gong instantly, and the spiritual energy from all around poured into his body like a mountain and a tsunami.

With her colorful clothes fluttering, Jiang Youyue silently practiced the immortal skills, holding the immortal sword in her hand and pointed towards Jian Fusheng!
Suddenly, the mountain wind suddenly picked up, the waves roared loudly, and a big river gushes out from Li Shui Jian, carrying huge waves and rushing towards Jian Fusheng, and the embryonic form of a giant dragon faintly appeared!

Before the sword came, Jian Fusheng felt a faint pain in his cheek, so he had no choice but to use the Seven Layers Mountain again, raised the prison-suppressing Zen staff, and danced it above his head in an airtight manner.

However, Jiang Youyue's sword was too powerful, and it dropped like a mountain. It instantly broke through Jian Fusheng's defense, swept him upside down, and smashed a human-shaped stone pit into the bluestone.

Jiang Youyue got back the game, and her mood had just improved a little, when she saw Jian Fusheng straightened up and stood up, holding the Zen staff in his right hand, touching his buttocks with his left hand, looking up at her and shouting:
"Hey, can you come down and fight... I can't reach you when you fly so high!"

Jiang Youyue's face fell, and her head was covered with black lines.

This guy actually wants to beat me up?

After his feet landed on the ground, Jiang Youxian raised his sword, and another water dragon rushed towards Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng used Seven Layers Mountain twice in succession, but his true energy could not be connected. Seeing this, he could only step on the pavilion step to avoid its sharp edge.

If the water dragon had any intelligence, it still caught up with Jian Fusheng after he ran three feet away, but its momentum had weakened a lot.

With the effort of escaping, Jian Fusheng inhaled a large amount of spiritual energy, and barely used the "Nine Layers of Mountain" to the fifth level to block this sword force.

Jiang Youyue used the Immortal Technique twice, which consumed a lot of her true energy. Her chest heaved violently and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Jian Fusheng noticed the opportunity and immediately rushed over, holding a Zen staff and stabbing Jiang Youyue's pubic area!

Jiang Youyue snorted coldly, and the wings behind her fluttered away several feet away, and another stream of water-liquid sword hit Jian Fusheng.

After fighting like this for a while, Jian Fusheng became increasingly angry.

The dead girl can fight in close combat from a distance, and her equipment also has wings. Not only does she have long hands, but she is also extremely fast. Jian Fusheng can't even touch her.

Although their strength is almost the same, Jian Fusheng was defeated and defeated...

Jiang Youyue was also unyielding when she had the advantage. With the help of two magical weapons, the Purple Green Clothes and the Li Shui Sword, she constantly distanced herself from Jian Fusheng and carried out long-range bombings. Although she did not have Jian Fusheng's ability to instantly replenish his true energy, He is a level higher than Jian Fusheng, and the true energy in his body is extremely strong.

Jian Fusheng rushed towards Jiang Youyue again and again, but failed again and again. He was beaten with disgrace by the Li Shui Sword, and ran away with his head covered, and the injuries on his body were piling up.

An unknown fire ignited in Jian Fusheng's heart, gradually burning more and more intensely. Unknowingly, a little pink suddenly appeared in Jian Fusheng's pupils.

Tick ​​tock!

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the word "Eating Immortal" suddenly glowed with blood, and a drop of blood dropped towards the sea!

Jian Fusheng's body swayed, and instantly dissociated into countless blood worms, and then directly crossed the void and condensed into a body above Jiang Youyue's head.

Holding the handle of the staff with both hands, Jian Fusheng looked down at Jiang Youyue with a cold and indifferent look, as if a god was looking down at the insects on the ground!

Jiang Youyue was shocked and turned pale. She instantly recalled the scene when Jian Fusheng had her head smashed with a stick when she was crossing the tribulation that day, and she suddenly screamed:
"do not want!"

Jian Fusheng turned a deaf ear, and the Zen staff struck Jiang Youyue head-on with a ferocious force as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was collapsing!
(End of this chapter)