The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 60 Are you teaching me how to do something?
Just when Duan Bai and others were clumsy, struggling to withstand the powerful offensive of the brave birds who were not afraid of death.

Zhang Jingyuan's spiritual power moved slightly, and a small spiritual palm appeared, grabbing a handful of melon seeds from the paper bag next to him.

With a shake of his little hand, the melon seed kernels and melon seed skins separated instantly. If others saw this, they would really praise him. This micro-manipulation of spiritual power has reached a level of meticulousness and perfection.

He raised his head and took the melon seeds into his mouth. The refreshing fragrance of melon seeds filled his mouth. It was really unpleasant.

I don’t know what kind of plant these melon seeds are. Liu Jinhai prepared them for him. Anyway, they are quite delicious.

Of course, whether Duan Bai and the others would want to hit someone if they saw it was not within Zhang Jingyuan's consideration.

However, I have to say that although Duan Bai and the others are a group of yamen, they are not very powerful.

Judging from the level of cultivation they are at, it is already very good. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the best among them, otherwise they would not be able to sustain for so long under the attack of hundreds of brave birds.

But that's right, regardless of talent and hard work, let's just talk about the resources Duan Bai and the others have.

For example, with their outstanding skills, powerful magic weapons, almost endless elixirs, and the careful guidance of the foundation-building monks, it would be difficult for them not to be outstanding at the same level.

This is also the reason why the Immortal Alliance can act openly, or in other words, it can only favor these Immortal Family disciples. No matter whether these Immortal Family disciples improve their cultivation, break ranks, or have strength, they are not comparable to ordinary mortals from humble families.

Of course, in the final analysis, it's just that people like Duan Bai have a good father and grandfather. If these people don't have this background, Zhang Jingyuan's evaluation of them can only be two words - rubbish.

At most, add a piece of trash.

Just look at Duan Bai, who is in his twenties, has been practicing for more than ten years, and has almost top-notch resources and background in the entire Yunhua Star, and he can reach the late stage of Qi refining. What is this if not rubbish?
Zhang Jingyuan estimated that even if he relied on the reputation of his father and grandfather, he could not get admission into any good sect or Taoist school. Unfortunately, he did not even get into the Yunhai Galaxy Branch of the Lieyan Sect, so he could only give An Peng a pass here. , It’s really a waste.

In fact, in the entire world of cultivation, there are not a few mortal monks who reach the top level, and the proportion is much higher than in the foundation building and golden elixir stages. However, this is often just a story of warriors slaying giant dragons and then slowly growing scales.

After all, few people can betray their own class.

However, what Zhang Jingyuan didn't expect was that he saw many bright spots in An Pengju.

It can be seen from An Pengju's moves that he must have put in a lot of hard work. Although he is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, the effective damage caused to those iron-galled birds is no more effective than the others. In the later stage of Qi refining, there were few people in the office.

"Changsha Hundreds of Battles!"

An Peng raised his toes and jumped out from among the many brave birds who were looking forward to death. He saw that the spear in his hand turned into rolling yellow sand with the rapid shaking of his wrist, and the silver-white spear tip was overwhelmingly directed towards the group of iron birds in front of him. The bold birds swept away!

In the field of vision of this group of brave birds, they can only see spears and flowers piercing out, thin and dense, everywhere, and there is no way to hide.

In an instant, three or four iron-galled birds were riddled with spears, bleeding profusely, and fell from the sky to the ground without even uttering a cry!
But in the next moment, more iron-galled birds surrounded him, and countless beaks, claws, and iron-fan-like wings struck at him.

The beating forced An Pengju to shoot horizontally with his gun, turning it into an iron rope to block the river. He barely managed to take over the attacks, but he was in a very awkward situation.

"Pengju, we have to find a way, otherwise we have to die here! These broken birds are just crazy. We just stayed here for a while. Now that you are here, can't we leave? Why must we leave?" We have to fight to the death!"

Duan Bai, who was not far away, shouted at the top of his lungs. There was even a hint of crying in his words. He was really about to cry to death.

As the main force fighting against the Tie Guan Niao King, he was even more unbearable than An Pengju.

I don't know how many times I had been caught all over my body. The golden silk cicada clothes worth more than forty spiritual stones had turned into rags, and blood was pouring out from all over my body, as if there were springs all over my body.

Even his proud face was struck hard by the bird's wings. It was so painful that it would be disfigured if it went wrong.

However, he still relied on it. There were many healing elixirs in his arms, and there were also many protective magic weapons given by his father and grandfather, so he could survive until now, otherwise he would have died at the claws of the Iron Gull Bird King.

Duan Bai's question is not only his question, but also the question of An Pengju and others. Logically speaking, even if they offended the iron gall birds and invaded their gathering place, they would not fight them to the death like this, right?
There are almost sixty or seventy iron-galled birds that are dead now. Why don’t these iron-galled birds retreat?

Moreover, they had tried to break out before, but after running four or five miles, they were still chased up, as if they were determined to be killed.

"Brother Duan, you are the most powerful and there is nothing you can do about it. What can I do about it!"

An Pengju shouted loudly after forcing a brave bird back with one shot. Duan Bai's words made Duan Bai's hands tremble in anger, but he failed to guard against the Iron Gull Bird King. He was knocked to the ground by a wing, and was thrown to the ground.

"Isn't there someone else watching the show? Let him come down and join us. Otherwise, even if the brave bird kills us later, he won't be able to survive!"

Duan Bai said angrily and helplessly.

What a fool. He has already said it so clearly. Why doesn't An Pengju understand? If An Pengju doesn't let Zhang Jingyuan come down, why should he ask Zhang Jingyuan to come down?

Hearing this, An Pengju looked at Duan Bai in disbelief. He never expected that Duan Bai and Zhang Jingyuan had already gotten into such a quarrel and would actually ask Zhang Jingyuan to take action.

Pretending not to see An Pengju's surprised look, Duan Bai clenched his hands into fists, his nails dug into his palms, and a stream of blood flowed down his fingers.

If possible, he naturally didn't want Zhang Jingyuan to take action.

Not to mention that they didn't listen to Zhang Jingyuan's advice and insisted on burying pots to make rice here. As a result, they happened to encounter a flock of brave birds, so that they ended up in this situation, where they could die at any time. He was already shameless. Empty.

He didn't know how many times he felt the doubt and anger in the eyes of An Pengju and others when they looked at him.

Even if Zhang Jingyuan takes action, he will take away 30% of all the loot, which is unacceptable to him.

There were six of them in total, so why should Zhang Jingyuan alone take 30%, while the five of them would take 70%? Moreover, the 30% that Zhang Jingyuan asked for also included the brave birds they had killed before.

They worked hard and suffered so many injuries. Why should they give Zhang Jingyuan 30% of the iron gall birds they killed?
When did he, Mr. Duan, become such a victim!
But it doesn't work now. If Zhang Jingyuan doesn't take action, they will have to die here.

Of course, he didn't think that they would be able to escape death if Zhang Jingyuan took action. How could a humble mountain remnant, who was not a true cultivator of foundation building, be able to save the whole situation with just one action.

He just wanted Zhang Jingyuan to die with them!

Why are they fighting life and death here while Zhang Jingyuan is watching the show!
The other thing is that as soon as Zhang Jingyuan comes out to help him temporarily relieve the pressure, he will immediately take An Pengju away and fly away to escape from here.

To put it bluntly, he wanted Zhang Jingyuan to be his scapegoat!

Otherwise, how could he bow to Zhang Jingyuan.

Hearing this, An Pengju looked happy. He had long wanted to ask Zhang Jingyuan to take action, but he had always been concerned about the feelings of Duan Bai and others.

But the next moment, he hesitated. In this situation, they were probably going to die. If they pulled Zhang Jingyuan into action at this time, wouldn't they be asking Zhang Jingyuan to die!

Although he feels that Zhang Jingyuan has been hiding his strength and his true strength is not inferior to Duan Bai, it is obviously not enough to solve the current dead situation!

"I don't want to. Brother Jingyuan reminded us before that it was us who insisted on having our own way. Now that we are in this situation, we can only say that we are to blame. I don't want to harm him again!"

An Peng blocked a shot and then said firmly to Duan Bai.

What a stupid head!
The plot was broken, and Duan Bai was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven, and two Buddhas were born, trembling all over.

He admitted that An Pengju was indeed a good person, many times more kind than them. Others might still question the good deeds An Pengju had done before, but they were just putting on a show to gain fame.

But how could they, the people around An Pengju, not know that the good deeds An Pengju did came from the bottom of his heart and he really wanted to do them.

But what time has it come? It’s a life-and-death situation, and their lives are about to be lost. An Pengju still cares about whether Zhang Jingyuan, a mountain remnant, dies. It’s really ridiculous!

Taking a deep breath, Duan Bai decided to risk his life and lost all face!
I saw him shouting in the direction of Zhang Jingyuan: "Zhang, I want you to take action now! Come down quickly!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyuan rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Are you teaching me how to do things? Please figure out who is begging whom now, okay? Speak to me, please, and I might think about it."

This is the attitude of asking for help. Are you kidding me?
"Brother Jingyuan, it was my fault. I shouldn't have talked to you like that before. Everything you said is right. It was our good intentions that we treated as donkeys, ignorant of good and bad, and misunderstood your good intentions. Now I beg you to come down and save us." Life!"

When he said this, Duan Bai felt that his heart was bleeding. His hatred for Zhang Jingyuan had reached the point where it was difficult to cleanse it with the water of the three rivers and the four seas!

He swore that as long as Zhang Jingyuan came down to take action, he would immediately run away with An Peng and let Zhang Jingyuan die here!
(End of this chapter)