Ambush

Clouds and fog in the southern region.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry. What else have you done in these years besides crying? How old is your son? You catch chickens and tease dogs all day long.

What else can he do besides these? The family reputation has been ruined by him."

The man who spoke was about forty years old, with a mediocre appearance and white silk hair.

"Woooooo~"

"How can I control him? My son is not mine alone. If you blame him for playing with chickens and dogs all day long, don't you, the father, have no responsibility?"

Zhang Yan also comes from a family of cultivators, but fate plays tricks on people, and a good background cannot erase the fact that she has no spiritual roots, even if her father is the patriarch of the clan.

As a mortal, being able to marry a monk is already a great blessing, so you can't expect too much.

A mortal's lifespan is only a few decades, but she thought that if she looked at everything and had a broad mind and a fat body, she would at least be able to die in peace.

But fate will never go your way. Maybe she should have listened to her mother and found a wealthy and ordinary family, married her husband and raised her children, and maybe she could still have a stable life.

"I know what you are thinking." Song Yan's eyes were red with anger. He was like this again, then sad and regretful, and then with an expression of hopelessness: "My daughter has outstanding talent. She is sent to the sect to train her."

opportunity."

Song Yan really couldn't understand her thoughts.

That was not an ordinary sect, it was a super sect. There were only four super sects in the entire continent. He was excited for days and nights when his daughter was valued. He still remembers the ecstasy at that time.

"Is that focusing on cultivation? That's robbing!

When my son was still a child, they ignored her and forced her to practice those ruthless and merciless exercises. I have never heard of any monk being forced to achieve the path to immortality.

What else do you have in mind besides profit? If you, as a father, had not always disliked your son's poor qualifications, would he have developed the temper he has now?

Wuwuwu..."

"Snapped!"

The crying stopped suddenly, and the woman covered her face in disbelief.

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Yunwu Sect.

"Qingyun"

The boy who called me was about ten years old. He was wearing a white Taoist robe with gold trim. It was obvious at a glance that this boy must have extraordinary qualifications.

In Yunwu Sect, only direct disciples of each peak can wear white robes.

"Qingyun, Song Qingyun!"

The girl in white in front suddenly stopped.

Seeing this, the boy pursed his lips and smiled, then ran forward.

"I listen,"

Seeing the expression on the girl's face, the boy's voice was stuck in his throat, and the expression on his face froze instantly.

"Call me Song Qingyun again and I will kill you. Don't let me say it a second time."

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"What are your next plans, Fellow Daoist Zhen?"

Zhang Yu bought a high-quality water-repellent bead at an auction and was in a good mood. The trip was well worth it.

In the Yaoguang Realm, water is indispensable. With these high-quality water-avoiding beads, it will be much more convenient.

The two of them got along well, and this was the first monk he had made friends with outside. Zhen Zining did not hide it: "To be honest with you, fellow Taoist, I come from the Northern Territory. It's a long journey, and the sect competition is approaching, so it's time to go back.

"

Zhang Yu was a little surprised when he heard that the other party called himself a monk from the Northern Territory. It was not polite for monks to ask about their origins. He had always thought that the other party was a local monk, but he did not expect that he was from the Northern Territory.

The two met at the Yaoguang Ceremony a year ago, and met by chance in Fuluo City a few months ago. They were destined to be together.

The Yaoguang Festival is a large-scale trade fair hosted by Yaoguangmen that lasts for one month in the main urban area of ​​Yaoguangmen. It mainly sells seafood, so it is also called Ganhai City.

"Zhen Daoyou traveled alone in foreign lands at a young age. I admire you. I admire you. I wonder who your sect is?"

The two started chatting while walking.

"Where are Qingyun Sect Zhen Zining and fellow Taoist Zhang?"

This man is obviously cheerful and cheerful, but it's really a bit awkward for him to speak so tactfully.

"It turns out that fellow Taoist is from the Qingyun Sect in the Northern Territory, me,"

"Danger!"

He had heard the rumors about Qingyun Stone, but in the middle of his words, his body was pushed forward violently.

"boom!"

Then there was a loud bang, and Zhang Yu's body was blown several meters away by the aftermath of the explosion before he could stabilize himself.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen!"

After leaving the auction, the two of them walked cautiously. They changed out of their black robes when passing by an inn, and even changed their clothes on purpose. How could they still be followed?

This was an explosion caused by the Thunderbolt. Someone had set a trap. Judging from the detonation speed, it was at least a second-grade Thunderbolt.

"I wonder which Taoist friend it is?"

Zhang Yu's eyes slid past the smoke of the explosion and turned to his surroundings.

"I am Chang Xiufeng of the Yaoguang Sect, a disciple of True Lord Jade Sleeves. If my fellow Taoists know this, I will forgive you this time."

His consciousness caught the opponent's breath that was stagnant for a moment, and Zhang Yu's tone became calmer and more natural.

"I don't care who you are, you should know the consequences of provoking Yaoguang disciples in the Eastern Region, especially the disciples of Yuanying Zhenjun. My master has a bad temper."

The surroundings were quiet for two breaths.

"Are you really a disciple of Yaoguang Nascent Soul Lord?"

It can't be so unlucky, right? Now Yuanying's direct biography has become a waste of time?

"Who was the boy who was killed in the pit?"

The air was stagnant for a moment.

How can those who travel with Zhenjun's disciples have ordinary backgrounds?

not good!

Zhang Yu realized something was wrong, turned his right hand, and a lotus-shaped magical weapon appeared in his hand.

After reciting the mantra silently, the magic weapon instantly enlarged, spun and flew into the air, and sent out dense golden spiritual blades, shooting in all directions.

"The magical weapon is very good, but it's a pity that the cultivation level is too weak."

A black-robed monk was forced to show his body by this spiritual blade.

"Haha, it is indeed a big fish"

Another tall black-robed monk appeared.

"Hand over all the storage bags you have, and I will spare your life!"

The last person to appear was a short monk who sounded young.

Three foundation-building periods.

Zhang Yu's hands tightened.

"Don't talk nonsense to him!"

Now that we have taken action, we must do it cleanly and we must not let this kid escape, otherwise there will be endless trouble.

The tall monk used his spiritual power, and the spiritual energy turned into a machete, which he slashed directly at Zhang Yu.

The short monk's aura turned into a spear and stabbed Zhang Yu from the front.

The speed was so fast that he had no ability to fight back in front of the three foundation-building monks and could only defend passively.

"puff-"

He didn't dodge a blow on the back that turned into a fist with spiritual power, and he was beaten with blood all over the place.

At this time, another virtual spiritual sword was approaching.

"Come up quickly"

He threw out a magic talisman to resist the attack in front of him. When he heard the sound, Zhang Yu quickly stretched out his hand.

"Flowing Cloud Bowl!"

"Good guy, I thought the monk was killed by the explosion. I'm pretty good at this breathing technique."

"We must not let them escape, chase them!"

The leading monk patted his storage bag and took out a sailboat with two wings.

"Thank you to fellow Taoist Zhen for your wit."

The moment he was pushed out before the explosion, Donnie Yen sent a message to him to delay.

"My fellow Taoist has amazing spiritual knowledge. This second-level high-level magic weapon has been successfully refined in such a short period of time."

Zhen Zining withdrew his consciousness and frowned: "They are chasing me."
Chapter completed!