The two sides were walking opposite each other, rapidly approaching, and the flying talismans continued with each other.

Zhao Ran asked: Is Lord Shen okay? Why are you sending talismans and not seeing him speak?

The butcher replied: He is a money-lover, and he is reluctant to give up the five taels of silver.

Zhao Ran said: Have you passed the archery furnace? We have already crossed the Dajinchuan River, and there are still ten miles away from the archery furnace.

The butcher said, that's very good, simply, we don't have to go to Diaomen anymore, hand over the people to you, and we will continue to go to the mountains and rivers. There is a folded ear mountain in the northeast of the arrow furnace, and the mountain is close to a hundred zhang deep valley, which is easy to find. There is a pine forest on the southern slope of Mt. Orier, where you can meet.

Zhao Ran didn't have a good breath and said: You are still playing? Don't you know what kind of storm is this? There are a lot of people dead here in Diaomen, don't be careless.

Butcher said: From Gongga Mountain to the south into Hengduan Mountain, I have heard about it before, and I have never had the opportunity to go, this time I discussed with Brother Shen, just go for a trip, maybe by chance, I can meet some genius treasure.

Zhao Ran said: I still suggest that you avoid this gust of limelight, and then say, what does it mean to meet an injured high-ranking monk, you yourself know who he was injured by, and when was he injured? Haven't you thought about these questions? By the way, if you meet a Buddhist monk, you must remember that all the talisman weapons are opened, and the opponent is very good at sneak attacks, which can be described as unaware!

The butcher replied: Zhao Zhiran, you crow's mouth!

Zhao Ran was angry: How can you scold people?

Butcher: A Buddhist monk has caught up, come and help!

Zhao Ran and Cheng Zhicheng suddenly became anxious and kept speeding up.

Then the butcher's talisman arrived: Run!

The two were shocked and glanced at each other, Zhao Ran suddenly slowed down, but Cheng Zhicheng urged the mount to run forward.

Zhao Ran hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother Cheng......"

Cheng Zhicheng turned around and urged: "Senior Brother Zhao, hurry up, it's important to save people!"

Zhao Ran was helpless, and hesitated to follow.

After a while, the old donkey took Zhao Ran to the southern foot of Zheer Mountain and saw a pine forest from a distance. Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the pine forest, and several huge cloud pines flew high and fell outside the pine forest, breaking into several pieces.

Zhao Ran threw the old donkey two Vermilion Fire Spirit Fruits, so that the old donkey could recover his strength, and he and Cheng Zhicheng also ate one each, and the mana consumption that came all the way was instantly replenished. Look up to make sure there is no ambush and sneak into the woods.

I saw that there were four people fighting in the forest.

A skinny old monk stood with his big sleeves hanging down, his hands folded, and there was no movement, and he stood there motionless with his eyes and nose and nose and heart. Looking closely, he found that although the old monk was not moving, there seemed to be a transparent water barrier in the air around him, rolling back and forth like waves.

The water barrier that rolls like a wave is not water, formless and substantial, and it seems to be non-existent, but sometimes it stirs around the monk all the time, as if the monk is at the bottom of the sea, and it looks indescribably strange.

There were three people fighting with the old monk, and a black-clothed monk was sitting on the ground in the middle, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth from time to time. He closed his eyes intently, quickly pinched the sword technique with both hands, and controlled a flying sword, and the sword light came and went.

This flying sword kept stabbing around the monk, bringing out a Dao Sen sword aura, shuttling up and down, back and forth, and the power was amazing. The sword qi occasionally slashed across the pine trees on the side, and the barrel-like trunks were immediately cut open, and one by one they fell to the ground. When encountering the swift slash of the flying sword, it was even directly knocked into the air.

The butcher and the rich man Shen lived on both sides of the blackfriar, each taking out a magic weapon to participate in the attack.

The butcher's magic weapon is a goose feather fan, which keeps fanning around the monk's periphery in the direction of the nine palaces. The feather fan was as soft as a goose feather, but it blew out a fierce wind, and the wind turned into a long dragon, spinning rapidly, and kept rolling towards the monk.

Lord Shen's magic weapon was a huge gold ingot, blooming with thousands of golden lights, and he slammed at the monk unreasonably.

It's just that the butcher and Shen Caizhu are not cultivated enough, and the goose feather fan and gold ingots seem to be fighting fiercely, but they are all blocked by the invisible and qualitative water barrier around the old monk, and they can't hurt the old monk at all.

The one who really fought the old monk was the black-clothed monk who used the flying sword. It's just that the blackfriar was seriously injured, and he fought extremely reluctantly, and several times he was almost caught up in the water barrier, and he sent a few powerful talismans in a row before he escaped.

Zhao Ran looked at it at a glance and couldn't help but be stunned, this black-clothed monk was not an outsider, it was the registered disciple of the Great Refiner Chu Yangcheng, his own junior brother who was a cheap godsister, Chang Wanzhen!

Seeing that it was Chang Wanzhen, Zhao Ran suddenly felt in a trance, as if he had returned to the days when they went to Ye Xueguan together seven years ago.

When the Battle of White Horse Mountain was raging, Chu Yangcheng fell into an ambush in Ruoergai Snow Mountain, and was trapped by the thirty-six ghost world set up by Yan Futi Temple. Later, although he was rescued by Zhu Qigu and others, he was seriously injured. In order to heal his injuries, Chu Yangcheng's disciples escorted him to the mountains of Hengduan in southern Xinjiang, but there has been no news so far. I didn't want to meet Chang Wanzhen here.

Why is he here? How did he get hurt? What about Chu Yangcheng? What about Zhu Qigu? I don't have so much time to think about these things at the moment, so let's find a way to get through the current hurdle first!

Zhao Ran sent a flying talisman out to report the situation here to Dongfang Li, and he could hurt Chang Wanzhen, this old monk was probably not something that he and others could match. Let's ask Dongfang Li first and see what instructions he has.

Unexpectedly, the flying talisman had just risen into the air, but it suddenly turned into a flame and burned into ashes in the blink of an eye. A roar sounded in his ears: "Amitabha, there are two more donors, please come in too." ”

Zhao Ran was shocked, turned around and wanted to exit the forest first, but saw Cheng Zhicheng shouting: "Senior Brother Zhao, let's go side by side!" rushed in first.

The butcher and the rich man Shen in the field glanced at this side, and panted while fighting: "You two are still here......"

Zhao Ran had no choice but to follow up, take a closer look at this pine forest, and look at the flow direction of the heaven and earth qi machine, and the eight sub-array disks in the storage wrench flew out quietly, accurately landing under the roots of the eight pine trees.

He knew that he couldn't be reckless, so he suppressed his anxiety and stared at the old monk, looking for a good opportunity to make a move. At the same time, he held the jade box in his hand, ready to put on the robe of the Fire Separation Law at any time.

Cheng Zhicheng next to him also took out the magic weapon, but it was a hole flute.

The old monk turned a blind eye to Zhao Ran and Cheng Zhicheng, and just stared at Chang Wanzhen and said: "Amitabha, Chang Shizhu, please tell the poor monk not to be in vain." ”

Chang Wanzhen coughed up a mouthful of blood foam and said with a smile: "If you want to kill or chop, listen to the respect!"

The old monk said again: "If the donor doesn't say it, the poor monk can't, so he has to start, often donor, do you think you should overtake the two on the left first? Or the two on the right?"

Chang Wanzhen said: "These people don't know me, they are innocent people, but they saved me by chance, so they were unfortunately involved here." Old monk Guangzhen, you keep saying that the Buddha is merciful, how can you be murderous in vain? Aren't you afraid that you will cut off the Bodhi root and cut off the seed of compassion? In the future, you will enter the Asura Hell, are you afraid?"

The old monk sighed: "Under my Buddha seat, there is still King Vajra, who protects the Dharma and kills evil demons, like such demons, I spend it for merit, where will I enter the Asura Hell?"

Chang Wanzhen shouted to Zhao Ran, Cheng Zhicheng, the butcher, and the rich man Shen: "You guys go quickly! Don't lose your life here!"

The butcher smiled and said: "They are all fellow believers, how can I leave you alone? If you run away today, how will you be a man in the future? It's just a big deal, and you will fight with this demon monk as soon as you die!"

Shen Caizhu lamented: "I didn't expect to save people and rescue such a thing, how can I go now? I can't go, ......it's too late."

Cheng Zhi admitted: "It's okay, let's fight the demon monk and take his head!"

Zhao Ran: "......"

I only heard the old monk say: "It's true that I can't go." Since the donor is reluctant to say, then don't blame the poor monk, so start with this fat man, and ask the fat donor to taste the taste of the poor monk's unphased water barrier. ”

Zhao Ranxin suddenly lifted up, did not dare to delay any longer, and immediately launched a large array.

In the crisp sound, the pine forest darkened, and a bright moon rose high in the sky!