Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 148 Breakthrough
The main hall dedicated to holding banquets and entertaining guests was in a mess, the ground was stained with blood, and broken tables, chairs and benches were scattered everywhere.

Someone brought intact tables and chairs from various rooms, and a dozen people dressed as scholars prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstones and were writing.

Some of them are recording the harvest, and some are copying books.

Boxes of different sizes were lifted out one by one, and the lids of the boxes were lifted, revealing the gold, silver, and precious jade inside.

There are even mountains of silk and satin.

There were stacks of banknotes, land deeds, and documents. The faces of those carrying them were all flushed, and they didn't mind the blood stained on them at all.

The more expensive things are picked out and placed on a long table.

There are daggers for cutting gold and jade, night pearls the size of longan, unknown wood and metal, and some rare herbs.

As soon as Fangzheng turned his gaze, he landed on the wood and metal.

Magical implement material!

Although he had never seen anything similar, his sense told him that these two things were the rumored materials for refining magic weapons.

"The name of this thing is gloomy wood. It is said that it can be parasitized by the souls of the dead, and it is also an excellent material for refining ghost artifacts."

Ye Nanqiu stepped forward and introduced:
"As for this piece of gold and iron, it should be iron essence, which is indispensable for refining magic swords. After being refined into swords, it can cut iron like mud."

As expected of a warlock with inheritance, he knows more than others.

"Patriarch Linghu."

Pan Ran stretched out his hand to signal:

"After you!"

Hearing this, the face of the person representing Bai's martial arts in the field moved slightly, but he lowered his head in an instant to suppress the impulse in his heart.

Logically speaking.

Thanks to Bai Hai, the head of the Bai family, for this trip, he was busy contacting all parties. When it comes to sharing the harvest, the Bai family should make the selection first.

This is also what was agreed upon.

pity.

With Bai Hai's death, the Bai family lacked a Ding Hai Shen Zhen, and the Pan family even deliberately suppressed it. Even if they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to speak out.

Linghu An chuckled and nodded:
"Then you're welcome."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, walked around the table, his eyes lingered on a few things, and then he reached out to take something away.

It is the night pearl the size of a longan.

This choice is not surprising.

Of the objects in the field, the Night Pearl is the most valuable. Although the materials of the magical weapon are rare, they are only useful if they fall into the hands of a mage.

Pan Ran spoke again:
"Brother Wen, you are ranked second."

"Yeah." Fangzheng nodded, and walked over to pick up the piece of gloomy wood.

His choice was beyond the expectations of others. After all, in terms of value, the dagger inlaid with gems was higher.

I don't know.

With the technology of modern society, it is not troublesome to forge similar objects. On the contrary, it is the material for refining magic weapons, which makes him even more excited.

As for why not choose that iron spirit...

Tie Jing is no more than the size of an adult's thumb, but the gloomy wood is as big as a brick. He doesn't understand the value, so it's natural whoever chooses who.

After the two had chosen, it was the turn of the Pan family, Bai's Wu Xing and others.

"master!"

At this time, someone dragged a person out from the backyard and shouted:

"There is also a wild man here."

"I'm not a wild man!" The man was in his early thirties, and was dragged to the ground, holding a baby under his loose robe.

His face was covered with mud, his face showed panic, and he hurriedly said:

"I am Huang Lao's apprentice. I have been treating Mr. Wang for several years. I know medical skills. Please don't kill me."

"My child was just born, I don't want to die..."

"Wow……"

The child in his arms was frightened, and immediately burst into tears, the cry was loud, and the man hurriedly covered the child, but he didn't dare to use too much force, and could not help sweating profusely.

"Old Huang?" Pan Ran was puzzled.

"That's the doctor invited by the Wang family from Qingzhou." A person behind him said to explain:
"This old man died a few years ago. It is said that he has excellent medical skills and can revive human flesh and bones. It is thanks to his diagnosis and treatment that the old man can live for so long."

"Human flesh and bones?" Pan Ran sneered:
"If you are so capable, how could you die so simply?"

A big wave.

"killed!"

"Yes!"

The subordinate should be, and walked over with a knife.

"slow!"

Linghu An's eyes moved slightly, he raised his hand to stop the opponent's movement, and said:
"It's bad luck to kill a doctor."

"In addition, I'm very interested in the prescription that Mrs. Wang saved his life. If you are willing to hand it over, it's okay to spare his life."

"Not bad." Pan Ran's eyes moved slightly:
"The old guy was half-dead many years ago, and he managed to survive until now. It is said that he used some fairy formula, so let's ask first."

"I said, I said!" The man said hastily when he saw this, and then looked hopefully at Linghu An, the only one in the field who let him go:

"This hero... Senior, if I tell you, are you really willing to let me live?"

He originally wanted to call him Daxia, but when he thought that the current situation in the Wang family was definitely not caused by Daxia, he changed the subject and changed the title to Senior.

"Heh..." Hearing this, Linghu An chuckled and shook his head:

"Even if I let you go, where can you go now? Don't tell the news about what happened today. How can we let you go and stay as you like?"

"follow me!"

"As long as you don't run around, in three to five years, the Wang family will be forgotten by the world, and you can leave if you want."

The man's face turned pale.

The same is true for him in Wang's house. It is equivalent to being raised in captivity. Although he has no worries about food and drink, he has no freedom like being in prison.

never thought...

The Wang family fell, but the outcome could not be changed.

He opened his mouth, and seeing Linghu An's face turned cold, he couldn't help but tremble, looked down at the child in his arms, and nodded repeatedly:
"I am willing!"

"My lord, please accept my respect!"

"Wow..."

"Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Art?"

"This is the original?"

There was a noise from behind, and everyone's expressions moved slightly, ignoring Ye Langzhong, and hurriedly ran towards the direction of the sound.

There were many people gathered around the study room of the Wang family's back house. When they saw the crowd coming, they hurriedly dispersed to make way for a passage.

The study houses a darkroom.

At this time, the darkroom had been opened, and several corpses fell on the ground. It seemed that the process of opening the darkroom was not smooth.

There were also several corpses in the room. The corpses were black and had a stench, and they died of poisoning.

There is a high platform in the middle of the dark room, and a delicate wooden box is placed on the high platform, and there are several thick books in the wooden box.

On the cover of the top book, there are six big characters of Heju Nine Heavens Divine Art.

"Master!"

"master!"

"..."

Several people in the room bowed and saluted, and one of them said:

"The Wang family is so cruel that they actually manipulated their own family's inherited martial arts. Brother Xu and the others fell into the trap without realizing it."

"pity!"

Sighing, he added:

"The secret book of the Crane's Nine Heavens Magic Technique is hidden here. I turned it over with jade chopsticks. It's true, but it's probably missing a few key formulas."

"No problem." Pan Ran waved:
"This kind of inheritance, word of mouth is inevitable."

"With the secret book, and comparing it one by one with what was tortured from the Wang family, we should be able to restore [-]% of it, which is enough for us."

The others nodded.

No one expects to be able to obtain the complete Hexi Nine Heavens Divine Skill. Besides, although the skill is good, it still depends on who gets it and who practices it.

Top skills may not be able to cultivate top masters.

The man said again:

"In addition to the Crane Nine Heavens Magic Technique, there is also a true immortality technique below. This is probably the method used by Mrs. Wang to fake death and survive."

"Oh!"

Pan Ran raised her eyebrows:

"Copy it together and give it to a few."

"Yes!"

That person should be.

From the beginning to the end, none of the survivors of the Bai family's martial arts made a sound. It seems that the situation of the Pan family in Santai County is a foregone conclusion.

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"True to pass on a word, false to pass on thousands of volumes of books!"

Fangzheng put down the book in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh softly:
"The ancients are sincere and I cannot be deceived!"

Before he obtained the Wang Family's Crane and Nine Heavens Divine Art, he never knew that there were so many tricks to operating the true energy.

Stimulating the corresponding acupoints with zhenqi can speed up the recovery of injuries, increase the speed of movement, and even help to increase energy.

The relationship between true qi and essence, qi, and spirit is so close.

"Unknowingly, I have taken so many detours?"

Recalling the experience of the past two years, Fangzheng shook his head helplessly, if he could start this skill early, why would he be so ignorant.

Gongfa is one aspect.

The Crane Nine Heavens Divine Art also records many explorations and deductions related to true qi, and even involves many mysterious key points of the human body.

These ones,

Mostly common sense.

but,
What Fang Zheng lacks is common sense!

He cultivated his true qi by himself and never communicated with people of the same realm. All he learned came from a few secret books, which can be said to be lack of common sense.

And some tips, if no one mentions them, it is even more likely that you will never know them in your life.

"Relying on the experience I gained when I was still a warrior, I was able to cultivate to the Great Zhoutian without going crazy. Now that I think about it, I am blessed with great fortune."

"Thanks to the technology of modern society, I can practice with the help of a generator, without having to involve too much knowledge about meridians and key points..."

Fangzheng stroked his chin, thoughtfully:
"In this way, the key to the failure to break through the realm of the Four Thunders is still the physical body. Relying too much on external forces causes one's strength to improve too quickly, and the physical body becomes too strong, causing a gap with the true energy."

"The solution is quite simple."

"First, the sedimentation slows down the speed of cultivation. After three to five years, you can adapt. By then, it will be a matter of time to advance to the realm of Five Thunders."

"Secondly, take the elixir, so that the body can bear stronger true energy!"

"However, it is also possible to go both ways together, while re-understanding the vowel thunder method, and at the same time using the power of pills to temper the body, so that there will be no delay."

"Hey!"

With a sigh, Fangzheng frowned.

This is the trouble with no one to point out.

The problem he encounters now is that he doesn't understand the vowel thunder method enough, and he has to rely on external brute force to cultivate to the realm of four thunders.

Even if you can achieve the realm of Five Thunders or even the realm of Six Thunders with the help of elixirs, there are limits after all.

even,

Relying solely on external force will also damage the physical body, so it is definitely not a long-term solution.

Only by obtaining the complete vowel thunder method can the problem be solved fundamentally.

"It seems that Chen Jiuniang's appointment at Wanbao Pavilion will have to go after all, but... wait until I reach the realm of Five Thunders first."

The pill matter is easy to solve.

The old man of the Wang family broke out with a serious illness back then, and his vitality was weak. Thanks to taking a decoction called Shenjing Hubao Decoction, he survived.

Not only survived, but also lived for eight years.

this soup,

It can greatly replenish the vitality of the human body and nourish the physical body, which is enough to make Fangzheng's vowel thunder method, which Fangzheng has not made progress for a long time, make great progress.

"And the Tongqiao Pearl!"

He couldn't help but smile as he took something out of his body.

This item also came from Wanbao Pavilion. It was originally a commodity that Chen Jiuniang traded with someone, but by chance it fell into his hands.

But after getting it, because I don't know how to use it, and I'm afraid of hurting myself by misuse, it is completely reduced to an ornamental.

different today...

He raised his hand and opened his mouth, and the Tongqiao beads fell into his mouth.

The true energy in the body circulates and sinks into the orb through the mouth orifice. After rotating inside the orifice, the true energy returns to the body again.

After such a turn, the zhenqi seemed to have been tempered, and the violent thunder force became much more docile and more calm.

True Qi swims in the body, and a numb feeling comes to mind.

"Well……"

Fangzheng raised his head and moaned.

After a while.

"It can increase the speed of practice by almost [-]%. The key is that the true energy circulates in the orifice, making it easier to control."

"pity!"

"You can only use this thing to practice for a stick of incense a day, and it will be useless any longer."

"This thing is very useful for the little Zhoutian martial artist, but it is better than nothing for the big Zhoutian martial artist. I have mastered it a bit late."

Taking out the Orifice Bead and wiping it clean, put it in a box beside it. Fangzheng took out a book again and looked at it carefully with the help of the light.

This book comes from that 'wild doctor'.

The wild doctor, surnamed Zhang Mingqiu, was originally a scholar with a little knowledge of medical skills, but for some reason he was taken as a disciple by that Huang Lao.

It is necessary to pass on medical skills.

Thanks to this medical skill, Zhang Wangqiu was able to survive.

"Hundred Ginseng"

This is the medical book handed down by Mr. Huang.

This book contains completely different medical principles and medical techniques that are often heard on the market, and the treatment of herbal medicine in it is even more unheard of.

It is said that

The origin is very remarkable.

However, ordinary people are not blessed to enjoy the prescriptions inside.

Most of the herbs in the Sutra have been refined and dissolved. For example, the most important ginseng essence requires more than ten kilograms of ginseng to refine just one drop.

Say.

Ordinary people's qi and blood are not strong, and only martial artists who have cultivated true qi can withstand the medicinal power of ginseng essence.

Ginseng essence is ginseng essence.

After the hardware is tempered, it becomes iron essence, which is the material for refining magic tools.

Is it possible...

Is this medical book handed down by a practitioner?
Ginseng is a great supplement, and it is not cheap.

Traditionally, ginseng has been bought based on the strain, not the pound. What’s more, one drop of ginseng essence requires ten pounds of ginseng. How many people can afford it?

"Fortunately, there is no requirement for the age of ginseng, as long as it is ginseng, otherwise even the Wang family would not be able to produce a few drops of ginseng essence."

"Ah……"

Fangzheng rested his chin on his hand, thoughtfully:
"The essence of ginseng is the essence of ginseng. There is no age limit. As long as it is ginseng, it should be artificially cultivated."

In modern society, ginseng has been cultivated artificially for a long time. With a large output, ginseng has become worthless. Younger ones are sold by the pound.

If you can……

Can't he drink as much Ginseng Essence Protecting Treasure Soup as he wants?
In addition to "Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Art" and "Hundred Canon Classics", there is also a "Immortal Art", which can be called a surprise.

This skill does not increase cultivation and strength, but it has the effect of prolonging life, and can even lock vitality and prevent essence from passing away.

The essence does not leak out,

You can live forever!
That's why it's called the true skill of immortality.

of course.

It's only theoretically so, this function can at most slow down the flow of essence, it is impossible to truly achieve immortality, which is already rare.

One of the reasons why Mrs. Wang was able to survive for eight years was the ginseng essence hanging his life.

"A technique of feigning death?"

Turning to the end, a secret method came into view, which made Fang Zheng chuckle.

"It's a pity that I'm young and energetic now, so I won't be able to use this skill for the time being. I can practice it when I get older and live a few more years."

"This trip is not a loss. The money, treasures, and martial arts are a great harvest. It really is a fortune to make a lot of money by destroying the family. If you work hard, you can get these things?"

"Ok?"

With slightly raised eyebrows, he looked sideways at the door:

"what happened?"

"Master."

Old Liu, the gatekeeper, hurried over from the front yard, and before he could catch his breath, he replied with a look of panic on his face:

"The south embankment has collapsed!"

"Collapse?"

Fangzheng was taken aback:
"So fast?"

He had thought that the south embankment would collapse, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. The Wang family collapsed just after something happened, and the timing was too coincidental.

Could it be...

Someone did this on purpose?

"That's it!"

Shaking his head, he asked:
"Who will notify?"

"Tenants in Zhoujiacun." Old Liu lowered his head and asked:
"Boss, these tenants have fled from disasters and come here to ask for help. How do we arrange them?"

"Textile factories and kiln factories can also bring in some people, and let them go there temporarily. This year, there is no food, and work can support the family." Fangzheng had expected this for a long time, put away the books and said slowly:
"Floods are approaching, and there may be turmoil in Zhaonan Prefecture recently. Anyone who can go up the mountain will go up the mountain. Dingseng Mountain Ci'en Temple has masters in charge, and they can always save their lives. Let's wait until next year."

"Yes."

Old Liu Ying is, the audio tape sighs:
"It is a blessing that they have been cultivated for several lifetimes to be the tenants of the master. If there is a disaster, they don't have to hand over the grain, and the master will give them a way to survive."

"Change to another owner..."

"Hey!"

"How can there be so many emotions?" Fangzheng chuckled, stood up and stood up:

"I'll go out for a while, let Wu Hai watch over and make arrangements."

"Yes."

Old Liu lowered his head.

As for what Fang Zheng was going to do when he went out so late, he didn't dare to ask.

…………

"Master Zhang."

Two yamen servants knocked on the door of Sanqing Temple:

"People from Dutai came to ask about the South Dike. You are the first person to find out that there is a problem with the embankment. Come with us."

"Yes."

Zhang Mingrui was awakened from his sleep and said drowsily:
"Wait a minute, let me explain a few words."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." The yamen servant shook his head:
"Just reply a few words in the past and come back in a while."

"Yes."

Zhang Mingrui should be:
"I changed my clothes. After all, I am going to meet the adults. It would be rude to be disheveled."

"Okay, okay." The yamen servant waved impatiently:
"Hurry up, it would be really rude if you keep your lord waiting for a long time."

"Don't dare." Zhang Mingrui hurriedly bowed:
"Wait a moment, you two, it will be ready soon."

He returned to his room and changed into his robe. After thinking for a while, he picked up the magic sword beside him. After getting ready, he got into the carriage prepared by the Yamen servant.

"crunch...crunch..."

Ruts rolled over the road, moving slowly.

Shortly after.

Zhang Mingrui frowned, opened the curtain and looked outside. The stars were dim and he could only vaguely see the courtyards on both sides of the road.

"You two, this doesn't seem to be the way to the Yamen?"

"Who told you we're going to the Yamen?" The Yamen servant driving the car said calmly:

"The adults from Dutai have just arrived at the post station outside the city, and the county magistrate took the people there first, so we go directly to the post station to answer."

And said:

"Don't ask if you shouldn't."

"Yes."

Zhang Mingrui nodded:
"It's too much to say."

The carriage continued to move forward, and after leaving the city gate, it took two sticks of incense to the south, the vehicle was bumpy and ups and downs, and it had already deviated from the official road.

"Two."

Zhang Mingrui frowned, and couldn't help asking:
"This doesn't seem to be the way to the inn?"

"It's the same wherever you go." The yamen servant who drove the carriage chuckled, turned around suddenly and swung his whip, which rushed into the carriage like a poisonous snake.

"Snapped!"

The crackling of the whip also knocked Zhang Mingrui out of the car.

The other person turned over and got off the horse, the arm holding the knife shook slightly, and the bones of the various joints of the arm rubbed against each other to make a slight crisp sound.

It was like a series of firecrackers bursting.

Bone ring a string of whips!

This is the symbol of the three blood warriors.

At the same time, his body rushed forward, slashing wildly with the long knife in his hand, like a violent wind and rainstorm, drowning Zhang Mingrui in just an instant.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

"puff!"

Zhang Mingrui, covered in blood, rushed out of the sword light. His clothes were in tatters, his robes were soaked in blood, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"How brave!"

His body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Pindao is a registered Taoist canonized by the imperial court, the master of the Sanqing Temple, and his rank is no less than that of a county magistrate. If you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of the imperial court's punishment?"

"Heh!" the whip-wielding servant sneered:
"It's true that now is the time when the dynasty was established 600 years ago. At that time, the master of a Taoist temple was comparable to a county magistrate. Now a Taoist like you is nothing!"

"Why?" Zhang Mingrui glared at the two of them angrily, backing away again and again:

"Zhang asked himself who he had never offended, and why did you kill me?"

"Do you still want to cast spells?" The yamen servant with the knife rushed forward and swung the knife, interrupting Zhang Mingrui's secret casting movement, the knife blazed loudly and shouted:

"I also admire Daoist Zhang very much, but why..."

"If you want to blame, I blame you for not meddling in other people's business. Now that the south embankment has burst, the flood has caused Wang Biao to commit suicide in fear of crime. You should follow along on the road!"

"puff!"

The light of the knife streaked across, bringing out a line of blood.

Zhang Mingrui also practiced martial arts, and he himself has a cultivation level close to that of second blood, but what he is really good at is magic arts, and he is not good at fighting people in close quarters.

not to mention.

The opponent was a warrior with three bloods, and his body was covered in bruises in the blink of an eye.

If it weren't for some tricks as a warlock, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground.

"The south embankment burst?"

At this time, Zhang Mingrui seemed to have completely forgotten about the injuries on his body, his eyes were dull, his face was in disbelief, and he hissed angrily:

"how is this possible?"

"Master Yan has collected all the money to strengthen the dam, and there has been no heavy rain in the past few days. How could something happen to a good dam?"

"It's so naive!" The whip-wielding clerk waved his long whip, making crackling noises, and said with a sneer:

"The 2 taels of silver was used by Mr. Yan to manage the ups and downs. You really thought it would be used to strengthen the embankment. I remember the Taoist chief also paid 500 taels."

"The Taoist priest lived frugally, 500 taels of silver must have saved a lot of time, but unfortunately...the money you spent can't save anyone."

"Do it up and down?" Zhang Mingrui's eyes were confused:

"The breach of the south embankment will flood several counties of fertile fields, and most of Zhaonan Prefecture will be robbed, and many people will lose their homes."

"Yes." The whip-wielding officer nodded with an indifferent look on his face:
"so what?"

"It's none of Mr. Yan's business. It's because Dushui made Wang Biao's actions unfavorable, and he was greedy for the money allocated by the Mo court. Moreover, he committed suicide in fear of crime."

"How did this happen? It shouldn't be like this?" Zhang Mingrui was beaten and rolled on the ground non-stop. In the blink of an eye, the blood was mixed with the soil, and he murmured:

"This is a major event that concerns hundreds of thousands of people. How could they...how could they..."

He clenched his teeth and said angrily:

"I'm going to go to the Futai Yamen to sue them!"

"I knew it would be like this." The servant with the knife shook his head:

"The Daoist is so transparent in his work on weekdays, why is he so stubborn now? If it weren't for this, Mr. Yan would not let our brothers send you on the road."

"Hey!"

He sighed softly:
"Daozhang, it's a good journey!"

Zhang Mingrui was breathing heavily and his body was trembling. He was not ignorant of the world, nor was he ignorant of people's hearts. On the contrary, he saw very clearly.

It also understands that people's hearts are private.

but,
The reason why people are human is because they still have goodness.

From ancient times to the present, countless sages have written books to suppress people's greed and evil thoughts, and to make this world more clear.

Zhang Mingrui is also aware that the court officials protect each other, and the wealthy businessmen are intertwined, covering the sky like an invisible giant net, searching for the people's fat and the people's anointing.

but,
There should always be a bottom line.

"when……"

He swung the magic-subduing sword with all his strength, and the huge force hit the sword, causing his body to tremble and his consciousness to become hazy.

The Taoist mind that had been cultivated for decades seemed to have completely collapsed.

"puff!"

"Snapped!"

The blade cut through the flesh, and the long whip whipped the flesh, but it was not as painful as the consciousness upside down, which also made Zhang Mingrui's expression even more ferocious.

"when……"

Swords collided.

There was a flash of inspiration on the magic sword, and a voice like a bronze bell reverberated in the field, which also woke up the dazed Zhang Mingrui.

"If you don't forget your original intention, you will always be there."

He lowered his head and looked at the magic sword, grinned and shouted softly, his voice was weak but strangely clear and audible, like the thought in his heart that had washed away all the trouble:

"Slay demons and demons, protect the common people..."

"Master!"

"You have good intentions, but you are a stupid disciple. It is only now that you are enlightened. I have been practicing Taoism for many years in vain, and I am as unable to wake up as if I have never heard the sutra."

The two government officials glanced at each other, and their faces became serious. Although they didn't understand what happened, the sudden aura from Zhang Mingrui's body made them feel alarmed.

wrong!

"He wants to break through!" The yamen servant with the knife opened his eyes and charged forward angrily:

"kill!"

The yamen servant rushes forward, like a tiger descending a mountain, simply pounces, lifts, and cuts, and interprets the tiger shape vividly.

The long knife fell, and there was a faint sound of tiger roaring.

"when……"

The crash sounded again.

The eyes of the knife-wielding servant shrank in horror, and the whip-wielding servant who was about to follow behind also showed panic, and subconsciously took a step back.

But I saw a long sword floating in the air, blocking the long knife.

Even though no one was holding the hilt, the long sword was able to stand still.

When the swords collided, the blackened sword body was also shaken and the lead was peeled off. Pieces of iron filings fell off the magic sword one after another.

in a blink.

A brand new, slender long sword appeared on the scene.

"Zheng!"

Passionate, excited, and sharp whistles sounded from the field, and the dharma sword, as if it had a spirituality, let out a smooth sword cry of breaking free from its shackles.

"Shh!"

The sword light circulated and circled in the air.

The yamen servant holding the knife froze, his eyes dimmed, and a thin line of blood also appeared from his neck and circled around.

"Pfft!"

The head fell to the ground.

Headless corpses follow.

"what!"

Seeing this, the whip-wielding man hissed and turned around to flee.

"Shh!"

The sword light flashed again.

The magic sword pierced the whip-wielding servant's heart from behind, and flew out from his chest, bringing out a line of blood, and the servant also fell headfirst to the ground.

The sword light returned and fell into the scabbard on its own.

Zhang Mingrui stood in the field, holding the sword formula with one hand, his body staggered, and then his knees gave way, and he fell to his knees directly.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

Just then, a burst of crisp applause sounded:
"Great enlightenment, enlightenment to the truth, Daoist Zhang is really a man of wisdom and transparency, and he can only prove the realm of a mage at the critical moment of life and death."

"admire!"

"admire!"

In the dark night, a person walked slowly.

"It's you." Zhang Mingrui raised his head and looked at the person with a solemn expression:

"Mr. Shan!"

"That's right." Someone came dressed as a scholar, and it was the single scholar next to Master Yan. He looked at Zhang Mingrui and nodded slightly:

"Shan came to take a look just in case, and never thought that there would be an accident."

"A few years ago, Yuan Xing of Ci'en Temple realized the Dharma thoroughly, and became a Buddhist arhat in one day; tonight, Zhang Daochang became a dharma master once he realized it, and Gu'an County is really outstanding."

The advancement of enlightenment is completely different from the advancement of practice. This kind of person has greater potential, and as long as he is immortal, his future achievements will be limitless.

Then he sighed again:
"pity!"

"The Daoist should have a catastrophe in his life, and the adults can't tolerate you, so let Shan send you on the road."

"Hold on."

At this time, another person appeared.

"Feel sorry."

Fangzheng cupped his hands:

"It's a bit late to come down, but fortunately it's not too late, the Taoist priest is here?"

see.

Zhang Mingrui's eyes relaxed.

Shan Shusheng's face darkened.

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(End of this chapter)