Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 314 Bluffing, sudden attack
Zeng Wanglou took the black umbrella in his hand, and everything within ten miles became clear at once. There was a fierce wind blowing in the sky, and the night was falling.

Xu Yuanchang flew down the mountain, smiling and clasping his fists as usual, "Friend Xuan, it's been a long time since we last met. May I know what the fox fairy's name is? I am Xu Yuanchang of Dingzhou, and I am polite."

Xuan Jieqing, an ugly man with a hunchback and a hunchback, was wearing a loose black robe and staring at the little Taoist priest who was ten miles away and whose smile made him hate him. He didn't expect to meet him in the dark world, and in the wild wilderness.

After nearly sixty years of absence, the human boy actually advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.

The speed at which he broke through the realm of cultivation was unexpectedly fast, which made him want to kill him even more quickly.

Since he has already offended me badly, how can I sleep peacefully unless I kill such a genius?
The fox girl was wearing a light yellow misty long skirt, her eyebrows and eyes were like a person in a painting. She looked at the group of humans and fifth-level spirits with a sweet smile. She was quite surprised that those people were led by a Taoist priest from the fifth floor.

She had seen countless people with her eyes. Through their posture, subtle expressions and other aspects, she could tell the young Taoist's status and that he was not someone who was put forward to deal with people perfunctorily.

The man holding the umbrella, whose true level was unknown, was suspected to be at the sixth level in cultivation and was actually a rare spiritual cultivator.

Is Shinto popular again among humans? I met two Shinto practitioners at once.

"Xiyuezhou, Baiyi from the Fox Clan. You are so polite, Fellow Daoist Xu."

The fox girl smiled and bowed, and asked, "Fellow Daoist holding the umbrella is very powerful. I wonder what your name should be?"

When did a sixth-level spiritual cultivator appear in Dingzhou? How come she knew nothing about such an important situation?
Zeng Wanglou held an umbrella with his left hand, his whole body shrouded in a faint shadow, and touched his chest with his right hand to return an ancient etiquette.

"Dingzhou, Mr. Mu."

Be brief and to the point, and don't use the full name.

Xuan Jieqing looked at the guy who was pretending to be a ghost.

In his impression, there seemed to be no great Mu family in Dingzhou. An old fellow who could cultivate to the sixth level could not have appeared out of thin air. There must be traces to follow.

It is said that on the first day the Dark Realm Gate opened, three black spirit forces joined forces to invade Dingzhou. At the critical moment, someone used a secret method to invite a three-legged turtle from the upper realm, which spewed out three evil breaths. More than half of the black spirit coalition forces were killed or injured, and Dingzhou's first disaster was resolved invisibly.

Later, another Taoist friend Li appeared with countless incarnations, using mysterious magic to help Dingzhou win the second crucial battle.

However, it was short-lived and there was no news of it since.

There was also a woman beating a drum, who could single-handedly increase the combat power of many monks on the battlefield by 30%. She made many great contributions, but disappeared without a trace after fifteen years.

The information obtained by the demon clan was delayed, and they were unable to find out any detailed information.

Xuan Jieqing guessed that the Shinto man holding an umbrella in front of him was unknown. Could he also be a pawn arranged by the upper realm?

The powerful beings from the upper realm have taken care of Dingzhou many times, and other continents in Qianfang Realm have benefited from it invisibly.

His eyes flickered, his thoughts raced, and he suddenly bowed slightly to the man holding the umbrella: "Xiyuezhou, Xuan Jieqing of the Xuangui Clan, greets Mr. Mu!"

With his palms clasped together, the sound of breaking through the air was like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, he traveled a distance of ten miles and turned into a circling shadow.

The phantom condensed into a fist print with tortoise patterns wrapped around it, and Xu Yuanchang, who was standing in front, was the first to be hit.

Face to face with others, he carried out the ulterior motive of "opening the door to welcome guests and making friends through morality".

If Mr. Mu is not capable enough and cannot accept his courtesy, then the casualties among the young man cannot be blamed on him. Instead, he will look down on the old guy who has the audacity to call himself "Mr."

Bai Yi had no intention of dissuading them, she just smiled and watched the show as if it had nothing to do with her.

If Mr. Mu made a mistake in his response and she discovered his flaw, she wouldn't mind adding insult to injury.

She had already seen that there was an irreconcilable feud between the old turtle and the human Taoist priest, otherwise the old turtle would not have resorted to such a desperate measure to test Mr. Mu opposite.

She was actually attracted by the fifth-level Jiao Vine Spirit, which was very rare.

If there is an opportunity to fish in troubled waters, why not do it?
Zeng Wanglou's figure flashed and appeared three meters in front of Xu Yuanchang. He casually pulled out a dark red wooden thorn from the open black umbrella and stabbed it straight into the middle of the fist shadow and palm print that was about a meter long and was coming towards him.

The arm suddenly stretched out more than a meter, and with a light "puff" sound, a dazzling light appeared.

The majestic fist shadow and palm print were like an eggshell with only a beautiful appearance. It collapsed from the middle, and the tortoise pattern disappeared. It was so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow. The fierce wind swept past both sides with a whistling sound, without harming the three people behind.

Xuan Jieqing was a little stunned. The opponent was too smart. He could see through the true and false of his move at a glance and even broke all the subsequent changes.

It looked like a casual attack, but in fact it was extremely skillful. He looked at Mr. Mu with fear.

Zeng Wanglou snorted in his heart. He was so familiar with the old turtle's "open door to welcome guests" that he was simply giving him a chance to show off. Hundreds of years had passed, and the old monster hadn't come up with any new tricks. He shouted, "It's rude not to return the favor."

He gripped the handle of the black umbrella with his left hand and twisted it hard, and countless black disks swirled and shot out.

The streaks of light suddenly transformed into a huge umbrella shadow, covering the old turtle and the alert fox girl.

The old turtle knocked his fists together, making a metallic clanging sound. He had already rushed diagonally, and his overlapping fists hit the shadow of the light shield umbrella. The flowing umbrella ribs were pulled and shot towards the old turtle from all directions like sharp swords.

Bai Yi's figure flashed in the air, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared more than twenty miles away.

With a series of "crackling" sounds, a turtle-patterned shell appeared on Xuan Jieqing's body. He waved his fists and fiercely resisted the attacks from all directions. He stepped away in the air, and flames burst out violently on his body.

"Humph, that's all!"

The old turtle seemed very unconvinced and snorted coldly.

Zeng Wanglou appeared near where the fox girl had just left and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Xuan, let's have a one-on-one duel!"

He twisted the umbrella handle again and chased after the old turtle relentlessly, wanting to challenge him to a duel.

The old turtle stopped more than ten miles away, a little annoyed, "Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

The streaks of light in the night sky suddenly disappeared, and when they reappeared, they turned into the shadow of an umbrella hundreds of feet high, vaguely covering a low forest on a hilltop twenty miles to the south.

When Bai Yi waved his hand, light appeared like a whip, attacking from the side the enemy who was hiding and trying to watch the fight from the other side.

The rocks collapsed, and a strange insect that looked like a grasshopper rushed out. It jumped as fast as lightning, swung its foot knife, and "swish", the shadow of the umbrella was torn open like a piece of silk before it could close.

Zeng Wanglou sneered. He had arranged some tricks within a radius of fifty miles and had long noticed that strange insects and black spirits were approaching and hiding. He took the opportunity to counterattack and told the two monsters that there were powerful enemies around.

According to the rules of Qianfang Realm, humans and demons fight each other based on their own abilities. Once faced with the disruption of the black spirit, most of the time they will temporarily join forces to kill the external enemy together.

It’s just that the black spirit and the strange insect came at the wrong time. Did they think they could take advantage of the situation by hiding?

He retracted the black umbrella in his hand, and the damaged shadow of the umbrella followed suit, sticking to the three-meter-long monster insect like a spider web. No matter how the monster insect waved its foot swords, it could not clear off the "sticky" magic he deliberately created for a while.

It doesn't have much effect, it mainly limits the opponent's speed.

"Snap", the whip swung by Bai Yi hit the side of the monster insect's abdomen hard, knocking the monster insect to the ground and creating a deep pit.

A light black shadow escaped from under the other wing of the strange insect, and ignored the strange insect. It slithered away like a snake, avoiding the fist attack that followed, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The old turtle roared, and hit the strange insect that had just turned over with another punch. "Dang", the strange insect's body flashed with metallic luster, and it refuted the fierce punch shadow. It shook its body vigorously, and its two foot knives opened and closed and rubbed against each other, trying to clean up the annoying sticky as soon as possible.

Bai Yi muttered to himself and threw the shining object in his hand.

"Swish swish", it turned into a white rope, tightly wrapping the body of the strange insect and its foot blades.

Strike at its wound while it's weak. If the strange insect were to break free from Mr. Mu's spell, the three of them would probably find it difficult to keep hold of the strange insect which was as hard as a sixth-rank magic weapon. Moreover, the black spirit did not escape far, but was wandering around twenty or thirty miles away, looking for an opportunity.

The old turtle leaped forward and flew near the strange insect. A shining broadsword appeared in his right hand, and he chopped hard at the belly of the strange insect.

The strange insect's body flashed with metallic luster again, and with a "clang", the strange insect was chopped into the rock by the huge force. It made a sharp and shrill cry, and only a white mark appeared on its abdomen, but its stomach was not broken and its intestines did not flow out.

The strange insect was seriously injured. Its hind legs struggled to free itself from the sticky stuff and it kicked the old turtle with a "bang" as fast as lightning.

The shadow of the tortoise shell that appeared on the old turtle's body blocked the attack, but he was still kicked several miles away.

Zeng Wanglou was already close. He rushed forward, leaving a trail of afterimages. Then, with a "puff", he raised a wooden spike and pierced the monster insect's left eyeball from the front. The force surged, turning the monster insect's brain into a pool of paste.

To deal with strange insects whose bodies are strong enough to hold sixth-level magic weapons, you still have to use wooden thorns.

It was a sudden and unexpected kill, clean and neat.

He used the wooden thorn to pierce the chest and abdomen of the strange insect and grabbed the still beating inner elixir bead.

As soon as he dealt with the strange insect, Bai Yi immediately took action to deal with Mr. Mu. The white rope that was wrapped around the body and foot knife of the strange insect suddenly loosened, turning into a whip shadow and hitting Mr. Mu who was gaining the greatest benefit.

"Pop", the figure left on the place was shattered, Zeng Wanglou had already retired after accomplishing his mission.

"Haha, thank you. I will accept it with pleasure."

The old turtle was extremely angry. How dare Mr. Mu snatch food from a tiger's mouth?
He flashed and rushed to the sky above the valley thirty miles away, and punched the silver thing that covered the semicircle. He let the fox girl use the magic weapon to entangle Mr. Mu for a while. Now he could take revenge openly and settle the grudge.

"Bang bang bang", three consecutive punches attacked with all their strength, but were all dissolved by the fluctuations of the silver semicircle.

The old turtle looked a little embarrassed. The physique he was so proud of was not able to deal with the strange insects from before. Even the young Taoist priest in the fifth floor was powerless?
The silver light curtain became translucent, and Xu Shengtian, who was doing nothing inside, curled his lips and sneered: "What a waste of such a big guy, it turns out to be a tin gun head, good-looking but useless."

The old turtle's eyes were bulging with anger, and he punched in the air more than twenty times.

He punched at the same spot. He didn't believe that the silver light curtain created by the stinky Taoist priest could be stronger than his turtle shell.

Xu Yuanchang seemed to be in a hurry but he was actually strolling leisurely. With the painful experience last time, he had the energy conversion of the Creation Altar to maintain his strength, so he could withstand the old turtle's unchanged attack for half an hour without any problem.

Zeng Wanglou had worked with the Taoist priest once and knew that Xu Yuanchang could delay time.

He held a closed black umbrella in his left hand and a wooden thorn in his right hand. His figure circled back and forth in the air, avoiding the entanglement and whipping of the pervasive white rope, and occasionally swung the wooden thorn to force the white rope to retreat.

"Snap", the afterimage in the air shattered.

Zeng Wanglou had already fallen to the ground. He used a wooden spike to stir and pull, and finally removed a strange insect-legged knife.

Just as the angry whip shadow was about to fall like a mountain, he had already flown into the air with a laugh, and pocketed the benefits piecemeal. He knew that the fox girl had prepared some tricks, and a circle of fox spirits had set an ambush and were waiting for him to jump over there. He was familiar with the fox girl's tricks.

He was not in a hurry and played slowly with her.

After Xu Yuan and a few others trapped the old turtle, he would rush back to deal with it.

Bai Yi laughed angrily: "Mr. Mu, you are overdoing it. The three of us have contributed, but you are the only one who gets the benefits."

The white rope entangled the remains of the strange insect. A pink mist rose up and fox shadows appeared.

Zeng Wanglou stopped in the air and replied, "You must be humble, but I, Mu, would be disrespectful if you refuse."

Xuan Jieqing received the signal and knew that he could not break the strange light curtain created by the Taoist priest in a short time. He flew towards the fox girl without looking back, avoiding the mysterious Mr. Mu.

"Unfortunately, I was just about to activate the wood energy 'Withered Vine', but the old turtle ran away."

Inside the silver light curtain, Jiao Teng, leaning on a crutch made of thousand-year-old spiritual wood, sighed with regret.

She listened to Liu Xianfeng's voice transmission, in which he told her about the grudge between her and the old turtle. In her opinion, it was natural to help her people deal with the monster clan. She never considered herself a "monster".

Without the convenient crutch, it took her longer to use her magical powers, and she missed the opportunity to fight.

"How about I ask the Lord God to deal with the two monsters once more?"

Xu Shengtian was quite conflicted.

"Forget it, don't force it. There will be plenty of opportunities to deal with Xuan Jieqing in the future. There is no need to rush."

Xu Yuanchang stopped his nephew from taking risks. When he felt that he would encounter troubles when asking gods for help, he must not go against his inner feelings. People who practice gods are quite taboo about this.

Zeng Wanglou flew back slowly and watched the old turtle and the fox girl reunite, pick up the remains of the strange insect and fly away. The sixth-level black spirit disappeared into the night without looking back when the strange insect was killed.

"Bai Yi is good at the 'Fox Puppet' technique. If you meet her alone, you must not be careless."

Explain in detail the power of the fox charm secret technique and how to guard against it.

Zeng Wanglou then took out a black bag, which he had taken out from the strange insect, and shook it on the ground. With a "crash", a piece of shiny material and miscellaneous items fell out.

He casually picked up a few sixth-level materials and signaled Xu Yuanchang to distribute them.

With the inner elixir of the sixth-order monster insect and the foot blade, he was already very satisfied.

Xu Yuanchang let the three of them choose first, and he took the rest.

"Mr. Zeng, did Xuan Jieqing not recognize you?"

"He can't recognize it. The magical power I use now is completely different from the past. Let them be suspicious."

Zeng Wanglou transmitted the message.

He held three copper coins in his hand and threw them into the air, catching them before they hit the ground. After doing this three times, he muttered in a low voice: "Three parties collide, the terrain is favorable, and the place where they meet... there may be treasures nearby."

He originally wanted to calculate the good and bad luck, fearing that the two parties who had escaped might bring back experts to attack, so that he could make plans in advance.

Unexpectedly, I calculated something good.

Liu Xianfeng and Grandma Jiaoteng were picking items on the ground and whispering to each other. When she heard what Mr. Zeng said, her eyes suddenly lit up.

The word "treasure" in Mr. Zeng's mouth carries great weight.

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(End of this chapter)