Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 141 The green moon falls and hides its shadow

"You guy..."

The captain smiled and shook his head, put away the talisman in his hand, turned around and looked at the mid-term monk behind him.

"I hope you are a casual cultivator from Zhudi. Don't keep me waiting. Please take the initiative to open the storage bag and let me take a look. Everyone is fine."

The words fell, but there was no response from the other party.

"Ok?"

He raised his head, intending to say a few more threatening words, but what he didn't expect was a blank face, as lifeless as a walking corpse.

"!!!"

The captain's breath was stagnant, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Seeing this man say nothing, a talisman slipped out of his sleeve, and green light gathered from all directions, drowning it.

The air current surges.

Three one-foot-long light cyan wind blades were pulled out from mid-air, arranged in a glyph pattern, and the sound was roaring.

The captain reacted very quickly and pulled away to keep the distance.

At the critical moment, he did not forget to help his fellow disciples.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed Junior Brother Meng's wrist and pulled it, but there was a huge resistance. Instead of pulling him away, he was staggered by the huge force coming from the opponent's wrist.

"Junior Brother Meng, what are you doing?!"

He was shocked and angry, turned his head and looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw a scene that chilled him to the core.

The younger brother's eyes, which were still agile and lively before, have also become numb and dull, and he is staring directly at him. There seems to be a trace of the previous evil smile remaining on the stiff facial muscles.

Is this Junior Brother Meng? !

The captain threw out a vine armor talisman, and when the wind blade touched his body, the vine armor had just gathered.

Puff puff!

The wind carried the wood chips and scattered them in all directions. His chest was scratched in a mess, with flesh and blood rolled back and white bones exposed.

However, at least he saved his life!

While frightened, a thought flashed through the captain's subconscious mind. The opponent's wind blade seemed to have paused for a moment?

He didn't have time to think too much and crushed the 'Flying Flower Bead' used for communication.

……

boom!

Behind Wu Meng, strong spiritual energy fluctuations came from the direction of the Bamboo Sea a mile away.

In mid-air, a delicate light golden flower with broken petals lit up, exploded, and the petals fell from the air. When it was on the body, it turned into spiritual light and disappeared.

Looking at the petals in the sky, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but for a moment, they were covered with fear again.

"Shangxian... my storage bag was really taken out by the person before..."

Standing in front of him was a late-stage monk holding flowers and holding the Moon Court.

Coincidentally, this person had a chance encounter with him more than ten years ago.

She was the charming and naive girl who sold him the Jifeng Nether Beast Formation during the grand gathering in Wuchi that year.

I just didn't expect that after all these years, the other party would be promoted to the late stage of Qi training. I think he could be regarded as the most outstanding group of disciples in his sect.

"Whoever searched for it, I will take you to identify him! If there is no nonsense, I promise to get the things back for you!"

After not seeing each other for more than ten years, the woman's face has become much more mature than before.

His words were precise, but Wu Meng just shook his head.

"I hope Shangxian will be merciful... Even if I come back, can I ask for it in the future? Just treat it as an offering to that little brother..."

"you!"

The woman glanced anxiously in the direction of the call for help, sighed slightly, threw down a storage bag, and flew away to the east without looking back.

Snapped!

The storage bag fell into the palm of his hand, Wu Meng's face showed excitement and gratitude, and he thanked him repeatedly.

He didn't stop until the other party flew far away, and his expression became a little strange.

A short while ago, he selected one of the monks flying above his head, used the skill to seize the lotus heart, and then suppressed his aura and managed to control a disciple named Meng who was holding a flower to hold the moon.

Then, by splitting up, lead the team away.

But he passed quietly under the "interrogation" of the disciple surnamed Meng.

Later, at the second martial law line, he was bumped into by a woman who happened to be passing by. Wu Meng had seen the memory of the monk surnamed Meng, and had already planned for this, and used the squad leader's request for help to lure him away.

The whole process was hassle-free.

It was this storage bag containing one hundred spiritual stones that made him somewhat unexpected.

The Jifeng Nether Beast Formation that he spent six hundred spirit stones to purchase plays a pivotal role in his practice system to this day.

Time has passed and we meet again. Does this count as another time when we have missed something from each other?

Wu Meng laughed dumbly.

While his thoughts were spinning, he did not waste time, but gathered up the body that had been scattered by the formation.

He raised his right palm and saw a petal the size of his thumb emerging from the back of his hand.

This is exactly the spiritual mark that is stained when passing through the formation.

It can be felt that the petal mark is exuding a strange floral fragrance that is extremely difficult to distinguish.

Wu Meng mobilized his spiritual power and tried to eliminate it for a moment. Thanks to the power of his spiritual consciousness, the speed was not too slow.

Guess how long it will take to drink some tea.

Feeling the other two visions coming from his mind, he flashed and appeared among a clump of golden bamboo not far away, sitting cross-legged.

……

After the leader of the team crushed the 'Flying Flower Pearl', within a moment, Zhao Xueying, who had left, quickly turned back.

At this time, the captain was fighting with the two people being controlled.

Zhao Xueying already had an unknown feeling in her heart, and when her eyes fell on Junior Brother Meng's face, this feeling became even stronger.

With a flick of her hand, a palm-sized red caltrop flew out.

The red water chestnut spread out when it encountered the wind, stretching out three or four feet in length and wrapping around the two of them.

When the two saw this, they ran away in different directions without any hesitation. However, the red water chestnut seemed to be floating and not very fast, but it seemed to have suction.

It swayed and wrapped, covering the two of them without a trace, and then returned to Zhao Xueying's hands.

"what happened?"

She stared at the captain and waved Hong Ling away.

This magic weapon does not have the effect of turning bones. It stands to reason that the person entangled will be thrown out. However, the red caltrop shook a few times, but it was empty without anything.

What about people?

Zhao Xueying did not react for a while.

Without thinking, she cast an Ice Eye Technique and swept around her, but she still didn't notice a single figure.

This time, her face was astonished, as if she was about to drip.

She sent out a teleportation note and looked at the squad leader coldly.

He was very frightened, and his face was pale, but his speech was quite sharp, and he recounted the previous strange situation in a few words.

After hearing this, although Zhao Xueying still didn't understand the situation, her eyes lit up.

"You mean, you let go of an early stage monk?"

She also pointed at the imperial tactics, and there were butterflies fluttering away towards somewhere.

She disappeared into the sky with the butterfly.

Lean slightly.

From a clump of golden bamboo that was not too dense, a shining butterfly flew over, and soon, three figures fell down.

"Is this where people are hiding?"

Zhao Xueying's master took the lead, and a little wood-type green light gathered on his fingertips. The spiritual light changed, and was as warm as jade, with a hint of clarity and brightness.

"No matter how deep you hide it, I will point you out."

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual light fell to the ground like a seed.

Flowers were in bloom and grass was growing. Starting from where it landed, it spread to all directions, covering an area of ​​seven to eight feet in an instant.

(End of this chapter)