After the ancestors fell

Chapter 205 Rakshasa
As the saying goes, to gain is to lose, and to lose is to gain.

Since he was a teenager, his master had warned him so that he would not show himself in front of others, but when he started to practice, he showed talents that were different from ordinary people.

Later, at the cost of his own cultivation, the master covered up the secret for him. He has been living in semi-recluse in the Baiqiao Courtyard of Danxia Mountain for these years, coupled with his peaceful and low-key behavior, so far, he is still relatively stable.

However, these people don't know where they came from, and they killed him when they saw him.

Zhu Jinyu fought with these people for a few days, and the more he got angry, the more angry he became, but the cultivation of these people was not weaker than him. After several fights, he was quickly injured. Just when he thought he was about to die, suddenly was rescued.

"what do you want?"

After being rescued, Zhu Jinyu asked calmly with a calm face.As early as when he was in Baiqiaoyuan, he already knew the temperament of the person in front of him, so he might as well explain the matter clearly so as not to be confused in the future.

Hearing the other party's question, Mu Qingfeng didn't find it strange, and asked instead: "What do you have?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the monks lying down at her feet, some of them were still alive, and they were holding talismans in their hands and wanted to sneak attack, but she threw them into the distance with a formula.

"Why didn't you kill them?" Zhu Jinyu was puzzled.

Mu Qingfeng looked at him and was about to speak when suddenly his expression changed, and without saying a word, he flew into the distance with the light.

Just when Zhu Jinyu was puzzled, he saw a group of gray wandering souls, like those few monks gathered around.

Soon, fierce screams came from the wandering soul.

Zhu Jinyu frowned, and looked at the wandering spirits in the distance. There are a lot of wandering spirits here, hiding in the dark, ready to come out suddenly and attack the monks around at any time.

At this time, wandering souls from other places approached him, and he sighed. Those monks who fought with him earlier had already destroyed all the magic weapons in his body.

In desperation, he took out a semi-immortal weapon that he had obtained from the cliff of the mountain gate earlier. He originally wanted to deny the master for the time being, and go back and study it carefully to see the ancient monk's refining methods.It's a pity that the secret realm is really dangerous, and a group of unknown forces are after him. Now it seems that we can only take out that half-celestial weapon.

Now that he has made a decision, he no longer hesitates. He raises his hand, and an animal skin drum appears in his hand. This drum is not big, only the size of a man's palm. There are many runes on it, carrying a terrifying coercion.

Zhu Jinyu tried to imprint the mark of spiritual consciousness on it, but the spiritual consciousness could not enter it at all.

There were more and more wandering spirits around, he wanted to leave like Mu Qingfeng, but after going to several places, there were already an endless stream of wandering spirits attacking him.Thinking of the information about the ancient repairs he found in the past, he tried to inject spiritual power into it, and sure enough, a burst of magic power hit the drum.

The drumheads vibrated silently.

In an instant, the surrounding air instantly became scorching hot, as if an invisible sound wave imprisoned the space here.

Mu Qingfeng didn't go far away, the animal skin drum in the opponent's hand produced a very wide range of fluctuations, and quickly spread to where she was.

"Zi la—" With a sound, the wandering soul instantly turned into a cloud of water vapor and dissipated in the air.

Even the few dying monks were affected, and before they could even scream, they turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The strange thing is that these monks are not at the bottom of their cultivation, but they don't have any magical storage tools on their bodies, not even the lowest storage bags.

Although Zhu Jinyu seldom left the mountain gate, it did not mean that he knew nothing about the cultivation world. These people were not any sects he knew.

Unless they are the disciples raised by some hidden families who can't hide from the world.

The higher the realm of cultivation, the more you know. Danxiamen has a library that only elite disciples with a cultivation level above Yuanying are eligible to enter. It contains information about hidden families that have existed since ancient times.

Although they seldom move around in the cultivation world, they are powerful, and even incarnate monks should avoid them by three points, and will never offend them easily.

Because of their solid background, whether it is the system of cultivation or the treasures, they are no less than any sect of cultivating immortals.

At first, he thought it was the treasures he obtained in the first two places that attracted people's eyes and were targeted by others, but these people were well-trained and cooperated with each other very tacitly. Obviously, it was not something that casual cultivators who did not inherit the skills could do. arrived.

The movement of the animal skin drum quickly attracted the monks around. Feeling the strange aura coming here, Zhu Jinyu put away the animal skin drum, calmed down the atmosphere, and was about to leave.

However, although his movements are fast, there are people who move faster.

A cloud of yellow mist suddenly emerged from the bottom, and then there was a low voice inside.

"Keep the drum in your hand!"

"Why hide your head and show your tail, if you want treasures, why don't you show Zhu some of your methods first!" Zhu Jinyu's expression remained the same, after trying the power of the animal skin drum, facing the Nascent Soul cultivator in the yellow mist, his aura was not even as good as before Those Nascent Soul cultivators who attacked him unexpectedly.

At this time, Mu Qingfeng was confronting a huge wandering soul with two horns on its head.

It is better to say it is a rakshasa than a wandering soul.

This Rakshasa was completely black, with two horns on his head, high eyebrows, and an aura far beyond what ordinary wandering souls could imagine.

Seeing this Rakshasa, Mu Qingfeng was very surprised. There was no other reason. This Rakshasa was a monk who met the Su family in Xiong'er Mountain.At that time, this person was only a foundation builder, and he was seriously injured and dying. Unexpectedly, after decades of absence, he became a Rakshasa in the Dongfu Secret Realm.

"Why are you following me?" Luo Sha didn't seem to want to do anything, and ran all the way, but still couldn't get rid of Mu Qingfeng's stalking.

Mu Qingfeng looked at this person, what was this person's name, it was too long, and he forgot his name for a while, it seemed that he was the fourth son of the Su family.

"Why did you appear here?" Unable to remember, Mu Qingfeng no longer struggled.

"I'm here!"

Because of Rakshasa's breath, the wandering souls around did not approach here.In fact, Rakshasa also murmured in his heart. He didn't expect to be recognized by this person at a glance after so many years.

And it was that he was just a seriously injured dying person, after all, it was just a one-sided relationship, what the master said was really good, this person should not be underestimated.

Although the matter was a bit unbelievable, Mu Qingfeng had already confirmed the identity of this person. At this moment, seeing that he refused to admit it, he chuckled lightly and looked at the other person's expression, "It seems that you really don't remember me when we parted. It's okay. You know, your whole family will be wiped out by my hands afterwards?"

Of course, Suche knew about this matter, after knowing it, he begged his master to go back to his ancestral house in person, where he laughed three times happily to show his congratulations.

(End of this chapter)