Chapter 9 Chunjun Immortal Pot (2)

Li Wenfang also said: "Meng Tianzhu, Yue Qinghan, the two senior sisters, although they have not refined the Yuan Shen, their cultivation is far beyond us. Especially Senior Sister Meng has already laid the foundation of the Dao, and she has a magic weapon of the sect in her hand, she is the first-rate figure of the younger generation of the sect, with her, the old monster will never dare to do this. ”

killed one person in the middle of the conversation, and Cha Shuangying looked around, hehe sneered. The fat young man on the white bone platform in the black fire cloud lowered his voice and said cautiously: "Master, the apprentice's voice is also hoarse, can you give saliva to drink?"

Zha Shuangying's face was very unkind and said: "You said that with this method, you will definitely be able to force the Blue Plough Daoist out, why is there no effect? If you can't find out the old ghost of the Blue Plow, the matter of you worshipping under my door will have to be discussed again." ”

The fat young man said with a bitter face: "It's not that I, Meng Kuan, want to worship your old door, it's when you pass by Baishi Town, you say that I have a strange bone and a fairy bone in the back of my head, and I have a bad relationship with you......"

"Nonsense! What is the fate of evil, it is a long time since the fate of master and apprentice!"

The fat young man said in a loud voice: "That's right, that's right, anyway, it's the master that you have to accept me as a beginner, not a disciple who has to apprentice." What's more, if I hadn't come up with that idea, how could your old man have the upper hand in this time among the people chasing and killing the Blue Plough Dao people? If it weren't for the bad luck of you who had to go to the Red Dragon Dao Chief, the Pure Jun Immortal Pot was already in your old hands, and now your old man is going to reform me, wouldn't it be ungrateful?"

Zha Shuangying couldn't say anything about this apprentice, and after arguing a few words, he put the master's shelf away, making the fat young man cry out very miserably, but he didn't give half a saliva. Although Zha Shuangying did not impose any powerful spells on this apprentice, Meng Kuan did not dare to relax in the slightest, although he was used to having the upper hand in words, he also knew that this master did what he said, killing people at every turn, and his mana was extremely fierce, and the handsome young man who offended his master just now was an example in front of him.

Meng Kuan was originally lazy, and unlike Jiao Fei, he could save one point of effort, so he didn't need two points. On the day that Jiao Fei followed the Blue Plough Daoist, he also met Zha Shuangying in the town. When the great elder of the Zhushan Sect was passing by Baishi Town, he saw Yue Qinghan and Meng Tianzhu, two disciples of the Lijiang Sword Sect, and grabbed Meng Kuan, who was about to go home, and wanted this fat young man to help him find out the news.

Although Meng Kuan was not as smart and careless as Jiao Fei's reading, he was flexible in his speech, and he actually said that the great elder of the Zhushan Sect was moved by the idea of accepting disciples. Zha Shuangying has been in the world for more than 300 years, and he is an unscrupulous character, since he looks at Meng Kuan, he will leave after taking the picture, and he will not ask him if he is willing or not.

Meng Kuanping is with Jiao Fei every day, and he has always been known as Jiao Fei, Jiao is not separated from Meng, Meng is not out of focus, and his feelings are excellent. Jiao Fei likes to watch some strange Meng Kuan, who has been influenced by Jiao Fei, although he doesn't watch it, he knows some stories of fairies and monsters. Although Cha Shuangying looks vicious, (full-text mobile phone novel reading, all in.1.文.学网) But when it comes to doing it, it is a cloud of fire as black as ink, which is as black as ink, thousands of miles away, and has vast magical powers, and he is really envious in his heart, so he is from this great elder of the Zhushan Sect.

This pair of masters and apprentices are much more lively than Jiao Fei and Lan Lidaoren. Zha Shuangying rushed to Chang'an and got a few bad ideas from Meng Kuan, who was originally the most promising person to win the Chunjun Immortal Pot, but he met the Red Dragon Son of the Dragon and Tiger Sect of Xixuanshan. The two have always had a grudge, and Zha Shuangying took a fight with Chilongzi, and as a result, the pure Jun Immortal Pot took the lead for the Blue Plough Dao people, and it was too late to regret it, so he tracked it all the way, but he escaped for the Blue Plough Dao people.

The people of the Blue Plough Dao fled quickly, fought and fled with the pursuers behind, and went around a huge circle, and then fled back to the vicinity of the Huai River, and then disappeared. There are more and more cultivators in this vicinity, and Cha Shuangying can't think hard, so he adopted Meng Kuan's idea. Meng Kuan pretended to be the apprentice who heard that it was a new recruit from the Blue Plough Daoist, and wanted to trick the Blue Plough Daoist to come out. However, Yang Minghe, the only one who knew what Jiao Fei looked like, had already returned to the mountain to ask the master for his guilt, and everyone present couldn't see through the tricks of the master and apprentice of Shuangying and Meng Kuan.

Zha Shuangying was anxious in his heart, and secretly said: "The mana of the Blue Plough Daoist is about the same as mine, and it has been so long, I am afraid that the pure Jun Immortal Pot has been successfully refined by him." If he can use this treasure as he pleases, I will fight him, unless a few people from the Zhushan Sect come together, or invite the Seven Treasures of the Town Sect, it is possible to take this town-level magic weapon from him. ”

"The red dragon son of Xixuan Mountain has already returned to the mountain, and I think he has understood that there is little hope of seizing this magic weapon. Why don't I know, after so long, it is already extremely difficult to get my hands on this treasure again, but I hate that if I don't have this treasure, the catastrophe in fifty years will definitely not pass. ”

Meng Kuan called for more than two hours, and it was also a shame that he had followed Zha Shuangying to learn the mental method of the Zhushan Teaching, otherwise how could he be called for so long? Cha Shuangying saw that Meng Kuan couldn't come up with any tricks, and thought to himself that the Blue Plough Daoist must have been a shrinking turtle, and he would never show up until the sacrifice was successful, and he was gloomy in his heart, and regretted: "If I wasn't competitive, I had to settle old accounts with Chilongzi, and give him a piece of power that couldn't get off the stage, this Pure Jun Immortal Pot should have been mine." Unexpectedly, decades have passed, this old ghost has also refined the Yuan Shen, although the mana is not as good as mine, but he is also a hard hand, and he has been fighting for more than two hours, but he has not been able to pick it up. ”

Zha Shuangying thought about it, a little disheartened, and cut off the sound transmission spell, and it sounded from the outside, Meng Kuan's shouting was high-pitched, and it stopped abruptly, as if he had been pinched to death like a little chicken. The cultivators up and down the Huai River all secretly scolded this great elder of the Zhushan Sect for being cruel and cruel, and his methods were vicious, and he actually humiliated such an innocent young man to death.

But just now when Zha Shuangying was talking and laughing, he received a person's soul, and these disciples of various sects couldn't resist this kind of means, even if they were resentful in their hearts, they didn't dare to say anything. Yang Hu'er was so angry that his face turned red, and he said to Gu Hao'er and Li Wenfang: "This old ghost is too deceitful, in the future, I will practice the Dao method, and I must kill Zha Shuangying, so that he knows that I am powerful in the Lijiang Sword Sect." ”

The black fire clouds in the sky slowly rolled up, and Zha Shuangying was already a little distracted, Meng Kuan also stopped screaming when he saw that the master was like this, and said with relief: "Master's mana is boundless, it must have scared the Blue Plough Dao people into not daring to come out......"

Cha Shuangying waved his hand slightly, suddenly showed joy, and shouted in a low voice: "Old ghost of the blue plow, you finally can't hold your breath, come out and die!"