The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 61 Cheng Kun
And the other side.

Zhang Wuji was put into the Qiankun air bag, struggling frantically, but he couldn't break free.

Zhang Wuji said anxiously, "Who are you? Let me go."

"I can't say it, I can't let it go."

"why?"

"How can there be so many reasons, I can't say that I can't let it go, I just can't let it go."

Zhang Wuji: "???"

Having said that, I felt a little dizzy.

"I said boy, who was that young man with you just now?" He asked.

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, but did not answer, but instead asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"Hey, monk, I was going to catch you two, but unfortunately, that kid is a bit wicked in martial arts. I have to catch you, monk, and run away." He said with a smile.

Zhang Wuji was silent when he heard the words, he couldn't help thinking that Lin Fan would also be able to do Jiuyang magic.

He couldn't say that Zhang Wuji didn't answer, and he didn't ask any more questions, he just kept running wildly.

the other side.

Lin Fan chased the unspeakable monk, but unfortunately, after running for a long time, he didn't find the unspeakable figure.

Lin Fan patted his head, shook his head, and said, "Although this is one of the five scattered people, when it comes to Qinggong, it is definitely not as good as Wei Yixiao."

Since he didn't find him after chasing him for a long time, there was only one possibility, he was chasing in the wrong direction.

To be precise, this guy changed directions halfway through.

After all, he is not familiar with these hidden roads of Guangmingding.

Lin Fan changed direction and continued chasing, stopped for a moment, and then changed direction again.

After tossing back and forth for a stick of incense, it wasn't until a rag of cloth was found on a thorn that Lin Fan determined the direction and pursued it with all his strength.

Lin Fan flew all the way, his figure turned into a cloud of blue smoke, and he quickly flew through the mountains and forests.

In less than half a column of incense, I saw a group of buildings in front of me, and I thought it was the bright top.

Lin Fan jumped onto a roof one by one.

Looking around, looking for the Mingjiao Conference Hall.

It was at this time that all the disciples of the Ming Sect went down the mountain to resist the people from the six major sects, and the Guangming roof basically took time off. Otherwise, Lin Fan would have been discovered long ago when he was standing on the roof so swaggeringly.

Suddenly.

Lin Fan sensed a turbulent internal force fluctuation.

And the faint sound of yelling.

"there."

Lin Fan's eyes flickered, his toes a little, and he flew away in an instant.

And after Lin Fan found the conference hall.

However, in the conference hall, all the masters of the Ming Cult fell to the ground, and beside them, a monk was sitting cross-legged, healing his wounds.

Lin Fan, who was familiar with the original novel, glanced at it and understood the situation at this time.

Mingjiao high-level infighting, and then, was exploited by Cheng Kun.

"You guys are too fast. I haven't arrived yet, so you're finished?" Lin Fan walked into the council room with a smile.

Everyone in the hall was shocked when they heard Lin Fan's voice.

He quickly looked towards the door.

"It's you!"

Wei Yi smiled and said that when the two saw Lin Fan, they were surprised.

The masters of the Ming Sect couldn't help feeling overjoyed when they saw Wei Yi smiling and saying that they knew Lin Fan.

Cheng Kun, his heart sank, and he secretly said: "If this person belongs to the Ming Cult, my life is over!"

Lin Fan glanced at Wei Yixiao and saw that his face was pale, his breathing was weak, and he looked like he was about to die.

He couldn't help but tut his tongue: "I said old bat, you are too old, you almost froze yourself to death from the cold poison attack, and now you have suffered such a serious injury."

Wei Yixiao pulled out an ugly smile, and said weakly, "I haven't thanked the young hero yet, for helping me out."

He naturally knew that Lin Fan's finger was protecting his heart.

After he recovered, he rushed back to Bright Summit.

It's a pity that the brothers in the church were in strife, and this damned monk took advantage of the loophole.

Just now, he used his last strength to sneak attack on Cheng Kun, and at this time he was even more injured.

Lin Fan waved his hand and looked at the great monk again: "You monk is very cunning. You turned around several times on the way. It really made me find it easy."

Unable to say, he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Young Xia's martial arts are very powerful. I was afraid of being overtaken by monks, so I made this decision. I didn't expect the young Xia to chase after him."

"Lin Gongzi, Lin Gongzi"

At this time, the cloth bag on the other side wriggled, and Zhang Wuji's voice came from inside.

"Brother Zeng."

A smile flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.

"Young Master Lin, please take action and let me out. I am grateful."

Zhang Wuji said quickly.

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "Brother Zeng, you can just break this cloth bag."

Help him open it, naturally, there is no problem.

But Lin Fan didn't want to do this, because this was Zhang Wuji's chance.

Zhang Wuji can use this to open the entrance of his whole body. "Young Master Lin, I don't know what material this cloth bag is made of. I tried many methods, but I couldn't open it." Zhang Wuji said bitterly.

He couldn't say that he heard the words from the side, his face was bright, and he laughed: "This cloth bag is my proud treasure of the monk, let alone you, the master in the world, as long as you enter my cloth bag, don't think about it."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Master Monk, you are too confident."

Then he said to the cloth bag: "Brother Zeng, although this Qiankun air bag is extraordinary, as long as you can practice the Jiuyang Divine Art to the greatest extent, and open the whole body's entrance, you will definitely be able to come out."

Zhang Wuji was taken aback and said secretly, "That's right, Young Master Lin really practiced the Jiuyang Mantra. It can be seen that I haven't mastered the Jiuyang Divine Art, and I must have cultivated too much."

"However, Young Master Lin, if you want to open the whole body's entrance, I'm afraid you can't do it in a short time." Zhang Wuji said.

"You listen to me."

Lin Fan smiled: "Also, Brother Zeng, let me tell you something, the Shaolin monk who sneaked up on the Ming Cult masters in front of him is commonly known as Chengcheng Kun."

"What, Cheng Kun?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji was shocked.

This is Cheng Kun, but the murderer who killed his foster father's family.

Zhang Wuji was shocked that Cheng Kun actually appeared in front of him.

But the next moment, something came to mind.

Why did Young Master Lin tell me about Cheng Kun's identity?

Could it be that he also knows my identity?
Zhang Wuji's thoughts turned quickly.

"Brother Zeng, if you don't come out again, as soon as Cheng Kun's injury improves, I'm afraid he will run away." Lin Fan stimulated Zhang Wuji.

And when Lin Fan said these words, he felt the surging internal force coming from the Qiankun air bag.

The air bag of Qiankun, which was originally shriveled, instantly became swollen, as if it would be burst at any time.

Seeing this situation, Lin Fan smiled slightly, moved a chair, sat down, and said with a smile, "You guys continue to heal, don't worry about me."

Everyone: "."

Cheng Kun was most shocked. He had no idea that the person in front of him would actually know his identity.

Moreover, listening to his words, the person in Qiankun's air bag seems to have a grudge against himself.

Calm down, be calm.

Cheng Kun had a faint cold sweat dripping down his forehead, forcing himself to calm down.

Now, the mysterious white-clothed boy in front of him didn't take action against him, which was already the best situation.

(End of this chapter)