Chapter 890: The People of the Heavenly Dragon Sect

After a long time, after being able to replenish all the true qi in the meridians, Zhang Xiaohua poked her head out of the mountain rock and walked in front of Xi Mujun's corpse.

The look on his face is very strange!

That face was far from the joy of killing the opponent, nor was it easy to keep his identity as an immortal qi refiner; instead, it was a kind of solemnity, a kind of caution, and a kind of palpitation

Indeed, the battle just now can be described as thrilling, it is the most dangerous and luckily battle in Zhang Xiaohua's life, the other party is just a big disciple at the peak of martial arts in Ruijin Palace, which is to force him to have no way out, if it weren't for Zuihou to take out the small mirror that doesn't know the effect, and this small mirror is even more magical to reflect the electric light of the purple phoenix hairpin, and it happened to hit Xi Mujun's head, and the one who is still panting here still doesn't know who it is

The low-key Zhang Xiaohua once again woke up to the essence of these two words, that day he was in front of the Mo Palace, he was forced by Xi Mujun with a sword and had no power to fight back, although there was no expression on his face, but he just regarded death as home, but he was still unconvinced in his heart, he was an immortal qi refiner, but he was forced by a martial arts person, it was really a shame, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't use the immortal dao magic power in front of the sect leader, he would have already shot to Xi Mujun to see the color, and then time, until today, Zhang Xiaohua did not regard Xi Mujun as a real opponent, thinking that he was the same as Yue Zhuoqun, and would not be his enemy of three moves。

However, the experience of escaping from danger just now made him suddenly wake up, although the immortal Dao supernatural power is powerful, although it is more wonderful than martial arts methods, but after all, he has only practiced for five years, and what about Xi Mujun? At least thirty years, judging from the time, he can't catch up with the horse.

Moreover, judging from Xi Mujun's skillful control of the purple phoenix hairpin, although the purple phoenix hairpin is the magic weapon of the immortal way, it is the immortal dao qi refiner like Zhang Xiaohua who is easy to use, and the power is pure, but the incense sect is the inheritance of the immortal way, although the vast majority of disciples cannot cast the immortal dao spell, but the predecessors of the incense sect have long been exhausted to find a way, using the techniques of martial arts to drive the magic weapon of the immortal way, plus these techniques have been tempered for thousands of years, they are more effective and perfect. In contrast, although Zhang Xiaohua is a pure immortal qi refiner, he is only a halfway monk, and he is also self-taught and self-realized, although he has a solid foundation, he lacks systematic learning and does not have comprehensive guidance.

Magic weapons, not to mention, Zhang Xiaohua just relied on the fact that others had no divine sense, and he picked them all the way, just like picking up rags, and found the magic weapons left by the annihilation of the Immortal Dao from the many rags; Now that I think about it, not to mention this small mirror, that red spirit protector may be something that was not famous for the incense teaching ten thousand years ago, and it was thrown in the Qiankun Hall after several twists and turns.

After feeling that Xi Mujun had the advantage of being a teacher, Zhang Xiaohua let out a long breath and shook her head slightly. All his previous battles were basically one-sided, as long as Zhang Xiaohua took out the magic weapon and found the supernatural powers that others could not reach, it would be immediate, and in this battle, although Xi Mujun used martial arts techniques, it can be seen from the whole process that it was the duel of immortal dao supernatural powers, which was not the same as what Zhang Xiaohua had encountered before

Not to mention, Zhang Xiaohua's only feeling about this immortal road fight is: fast and tragic.

The fighting of martial arts, in addition to fists and feet, that is, a series of weapons such as swords, clubs, etc., the two use internal force to test moves, there is always a process of fighting, and in comparison, the fight of the fairy road seems to be much faster, such as just now, that is, for a moment, Xi Mujun was not careful, that is, he was injured by the small mirror in Zhang Xiaohua's hand;

The rivers and lakes under the fairy road, what a strange rivers and lakes it is, Zhang Xiaohua didn't feel a little fascinated, and the magic weapon must be flying around in the fight, full of colors, well, it is estimated that the flying sword is also running around, maybe, someone will also use some mountain to smash it...... Isn't it just the legendary overwhelming?

It's just that the scene of the fight is certainly good-looking, but the ending of the ....... may also be miserable, look at Xi Mujun, who has been chasing him just now, is now ...... A dead man without a head, just because of a small inconspicuous mirror.

At this time, the small mirror has been put into Zhang Xiaohua's money bag, it is very solemn, this thing has not been sacrificed, it immediately saved Zhang Xiaohua's life, needless to say, it is definitely a good thing.

Zhang Xiaohua remembered the "friendship" that she had fought with Xi Mujun just now, and sighed for a while about the difference between the fight between the Immortal Dao and the Martial Dao.

Look at the ground, in addition to the yuan stone and the purple phoenix hairpin that fell on the ground just now, there is still a big triangle left on the ground. The dark brand, and a fist-sized beast head paperweight, Zhang Xiaohua didn't go up, only made a move, and the two things flew into his hands, Zhang Xiaohua first looked at the triangular brand, and swept away, it was some obscure fluctuations, and his own waist card to identify the identity was not the same, Zhang Xiaohua was relieved to be in the money bag, and then look at the paperweight, the same, however, the fluctuations issued by it were very mixed, and there was an indescribable feeling, anyway, it was also a magic weapon, Zhang Xiaohua didn't mind, and it was also accepted.

zuihou, Zhang Xiaohua only fell on the grass, the purple phoenix hairpin that almost killed him just now, he was not in a hurry to pick it up, but first took out the purple phoenix hairpin from Yue Zhuoqun from his arms, frowned and carefully checked it again with his divine sense, he was very strange, this purple phoenix hairpin is obviously forbidden on it, and he can't drive it, weishenme Xi Mujun can drive it with just a piece of yuan stone? Very puzzled, Zhang Xiaohua picked up the purple phoenix hairpin on the ground, and sure enough, it was the same as the one in Zhang Xiaohua's hand, and it couldn't be directly driven.

"Alas, Senior Disciple Xi, you really died too early, if you can use ** fingers, I would like to know the secret" Zhang Xiaohua shook her head slightly, and took the two purple phoenix hairpins into her arms, and the half-used Yuan Stone, Zhang Xiaohua also accepted it unceremoniously, although she checked it out, she knew that it was much worse than her own Xiao Yuan Stone, but after all, it was better than nothing, and Zhang Xiaohua could not discard it

"Ouch" Zhang Xiaohua suddenly remembered: "Xi Mujun followed him from behind, and when he entered the swamp, he wouldn't stab Huanhuan to death."

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua immediately went against the wind, and went straight to the side of the mountain road to find it, just now he fled in a hurry, where to identify the direction? At this time, it is troublesome to look for it, about the direction, Zhang Xiaohua is doing half a pillar of incense, and I don't know where I touched it, I was about to stop and watch, suddenly I was alert, and my body fell sharply, that is, it fell to the ground like a stone, and the figure did not stay, it was an instant escape into the ground, and after a while, it was a small head that appeared next to a stream.

This is a small stream, coming from the west, gurgling to the east, beside the stream, between the two big trees, there is a man in blue clothes, with a hat, standing quietly

"Huh, who is this person? Looking at this costume, it seems that he is not the inner disciple of Ruijin Palace, could it be that what kind of spring equinox and stunned subordinate is it?" Zhang Xiaohua frowned and thought: "It doesn't matter who he is, left and right...... Ouch, no, I'm a Dharma Protector disciple of the Incense Sect now, and when I see such a situation, even if I don't care about it, there's nothing wrong with listening to it."

Zhang Xiaohua dispelled the idea of leaving, just hid to the side and snooped secretly.

It was another time for a stick of incense, the man was still standing quietly, not moving, Zhang Xiaohua was almost heartbroken for his cultivation of kung fu: "Needless to say, it must be the time of enlightenment when I was a child, I don't care, I was used to being punished by Mr., otherwise I wouldn't be so still." ”

Just thinking about it, from a distance, there was a disciple who was almost dressed and came to perform light skills, but this costume, Zhang Xiaohua was familiar, it was the costume that Lu Lihong, an outstanding disciple of Tuodan Hall before, wore later in Wuming Hall, needless to say, this person must be an outer disciple of Wuming Hall.

Although the disciple of Wumingtang is still far away, it can be seen from the figure of performing light skills that he is much taller than Lu Lihongke, and he should be a disciple of Wumingtang who has some fame.

Sure enough, when the disciple got closer, the man in Tsing Yi turned his head with a smile and raised his voice: "Senior Brother Guan, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my martial arts are a thousand miles a day."

Senior Brother Guan frowned, stopped his figure, looked left and right, seemed to be observing, and then said in a reproachful tone: "Senior Brother Cheng, you don't have to be so loud in the next place."

"Hehe" Senior Brother Cheng smiled: "Senior Brother Guan is still as careful as ever, no wonder he can be so prosperous in Wuming Hall, which makes the little brother really envious." ”

"Where, where, each has its own benefits, the land of Wuming Hall is right and wrong, how can it be compared to the comfort and leisureliness of Senior Brother Cheng's Shuyutang?"

"Shuyutang?" Senior Brother Cheng smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Guan doesn't mention this Shuyutang, the younger brother feels a little better, as soon as he mentions the Shuyutang, the anger in the little brother's heart will not come to one place." ”

"I think when I came to preach incense, I heard the name of this jade hall sound, so I picked this place, who knows, it is actually a place to dig jade, in the next ...... I have been a miner for many years."

"Haha" Senior Brother Guan is also daxiao: "Senior Brother Cheng, don't complain, weren't they all young back then, where did they think a lot, since the King of Heaven let him come, why did he come, as for what to do, isn't it all ordinary?

Zhang Xiaohua, who was eavesdropping next to the "Heavenly King ???", was stunned: "Obediently, I met someone from the Tianlong Sect"

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