The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Oh, how did you find out?"

Zhao Haitang's eyes flickered with amusement, and he admitted without any rebuttal. Originally, she thought Zhang Qinghe was just an ordinary teacher who was a bit boring. But now, the appearance behind Zhang Qinghe was different from the ordinary ones. It actually made her feel a slightly threatening aura, making her feel vaguely. Get excited.

Meeting interesting people and encountering interesting things, the two kinds of happiness superimposed, made her body tremble a little, and she felt an unprecedented pleasure.

Her petite figure paused in the snow, and Zhang Qinghe placed the Qinglian Sword on her body. In her heart, the principles and principles of Zhonghuang Dou Shu were running rapidly, and she was making crazy deductions about Zhang Qinghe's origins.

"It doesn't count..."

Zhao Haitang's eyes were surprised and a little moved.

Zhonghuang Dou Shu is known as the No. 1 method of determining fate in Zhongtian. It can determine the causes and consequences. Unless the opponent has gone very far on the path of saints and turned his own path into reality, even if the monk is in the cave, his veins will be destroyed. See clearly.

Whether you can extract accurate information from these contexts without being driven crazy by the complicated information and knowledge depends on the strength of the caster's soul.

Zhang Qinghe looked at the monk in front of him who was comparable to the star of destiny, and his mind was constantly spinning. This man's body was densely covered with murderous intent. Although he was stained with evil blood, the degree of alienation was particularly normal for the life star.

It's just that when the spiritual vision is turned on... the strange soul that was originally alienated and unbearable to look at actually feels slightly awkward.

However, Zhang Qinghe dared to conclude that Zhao Haitang and Xie Sui were not on the same path. Otherwise, why would she have said that she knew Zhang Lian and handed the elixir to her? After all, in her perception, there was only one small Taoist priest in Zhangjiacun and one surviving monk.

"If you were really from the Zhang family, you should have asked me to retreat just now so that the manager of the village, Muramasa, could talk about the secret matters related to the Zhang family village and evil spirits, but you didn't."

Zhang Qinghe twisted the edge of his sword and searched for Zhao Haitang's possible background in his mind. He always felt that he had overlooked something, but he couldn't help it - in the final analysis, he was just an ordinary person with a bright mind.

"Why should I ask you to retreat? Is it possible that you are not from Zhangjiacun?"

Zhao Haitang said lightly, she was never too lazy to use her brain. It was best for Zhang Qinghe to tell the truth. If not, she would twist Zhang Qinghe's head and force the poor teacher to tell him.

"In their eyes, I am a Zhang family member, but not all Zhang family members should know that secret."

Zhang Qinghe did not lie about this. When things have developed to this point, any cover-up will be full of mistakes. Since Zhao Haitang is not from the Zhang family, it does not matter whether he is exposed or not because of his cultivation. The most important thing at the moment is, Instead, he wanted to find out where this person came from and why he was here.

He felt the vague danger, but he was not afraid even though he was frightened. There was still the jade slip of Taiyin lying quietly in his mysterious bag. Even if it was sealed in the jade slip, he could not exert his full strength, but it was really good to teach a little girl a lesson. A breeze.

Although Zhang Qinghe wanted to push himself to the edge, he would not throw all his jade slip girls into the Weishui River.

"Oh, looking at this posture, you are not a teacher, or not just a teacher. From your tone, you are still a migrant. Who are you?"

Zhao Haitang turned around indifferently, his face that was both plain and delicate but also dirty and unkempt, turned around and stared directly at Zhang Qinghe.

His eyes sparkled with excitement and excitement.

"Please understand one thing, girl... now I am asking the girl, not the girl asking me."

Zhang Qinghe felt the pressure from the Fate Star Realm, but his tone was still very calm.

"Oh, even if I am the destiny star?" Zhao Haitang's lips curled up into a smile.

"Yes, even if the girl is the destiny star."

Zhang Qinghe also smiled politely, his eyes unwavering.

"interesting."

Zhao Haitang said this on Zhang Qinghe's shoulders. With her petite figure, if her arms were to touch Zhang Qinghe's shoulders, her feet would have to be in the air. But Zhao Haitang's initially funny actions turned into murderous ones.

Her figure disappeared from Zhang Qinghe's sight at some point. She pushed away the almost half-destroyed Qinglian Sword in Zhang Qinghe's hand with one hand, put another hand on Zhang Qinghe's arm and hooked Zhang Qinghe's neck. , although his clothes are dirty, his breath is like an orchid.

"Huh……"

Zhao Haitang got close to the gray-robed teacher, but she felt that this person smelled extremely good, as if there was an uncontrollable fragrance for her, which made her involuntarily twitch her nose and take in a breath of the young man's aura of orchid.

"Miss Haitang, are you planning to hang on to me?"

Zhang Qinghe said coldly, turned the green lotus in his hand, held it upside down, and knocked the hilt of the sword towards Zhao Haitang's back, but it stopped within half an inch -

At this moment, Zhao Haitang's afterimage in front of him dissipated again, and he stood on the hilt of his sword. He touched his lotus feet lightly, as if he was extremely powerful, causing Zhang Qinghe to stagger, and then one hand struck again. Hitched a ride on his back.

"It's not bad. It seems to be different from the emperor of the Zhou family, but it's also paradoxical."

Zhao Haitang looked a little surprised. She originally thought that the lower three realms should not be able to avoid her casual movements, but when she touched Zhang Qinghe for the second time, Zhang Qinghe was not as helpless as she imagined. Instead of reacting, he instantly pulled away ten feet in the snow.

This sense and speed of predicting the enemy's opportunity are enough to astonish people.

Both of them fought with great restraint, it couldn't even be considered a fight, it could only be described as a cautious test.

Zhao Haitang felt that it was rare for him to encounter such a rare toy in more than ten years, and he was afraid that it would break it.

However, Zhang Qinghe felt that they were in the village, and Zhao Haitang happened to have no murderous intention. Since the two of them could communicate, they should not make a big fuss, lest they ruin their own arrangements. After all, look at Zhao Haitang's behavior. The posture is also to find out the secret of Zhangjiacun.

And looking at this momentum, Zhao Haitang has no eye-catching ideas - except for the speed, the power and the spiritual energy mobilized by the two are only within the scope of the Guiyuan Realm.

"You are not an ordinary Dharma image."

"The girl is not an ordinary star."

The truth is always clarified in a fight. There is always a fight in Zhongtian, fighting for the right to speak, fighting for status, fighting for good and evil. People and things are fickle, but the fist is the constant.

Zhang Qing and Qinglian condensed the sword intention of seeking life at the sword tip, and a divine intention to live towards death was condensed. The sword intention was filled with the rich silence of death, and the brilliance of life in it was now extremely weak, like the wind The remaining candle in the middle.