Lao Yuan and Tu Kun stayed at Biyifeng until dawn, but they couldn't find anything interesting, so they both gave up.
The two demons paid no attention to the surviving natives who were hiding in various caves. They were not that bored and would do things like killing people for no reason. They were not despised because their structure was too small.
After arguing and discussing about dividing the spoils, the sun had already risen.
The two demons were very satisfied with the rich spoils. The old ape also chatted with Zhang Guanzhu for a few words without any intention of blaming him. He politely said goodbye with fists clasped in his hands, packed up the almost unrecognizable body of the demon ape, and flew towards the southeast at a low altitude. .
Zhang Wenfeng sent a message and asked, "Didn't he plant spies in Biyifeng? Why didn't he take them back?"
He couldn't understand the old ape's behavior, it was too unfathomable.
Can I still stay here and use it next time?
Tu Kun was no longer surprised and said with a smile: "The Gold-Swallowing Demon Ape and the White Ape are still allies and distant relatives. He doesn't even care about the life of Ayuan who worked for him, so he still cares about the lives of a few low-level monsters and mortals? They are just his little minions who control souls with sorcery, just throw them away after using them and let them fend for themselves."
Zhang Wenfeng didn't ask any more questions. Everyone had their own way of doing things, and he had no right to comment. He looked at Tu Kun up and down a few times, and said thoughtfully: "When you return to the mountain, I will chant sutras and practices for you to wash away the sins of killing on your body."
Compared to when he came out, Tu Kun had an invisible aura that made him feel uncomfortable.
Compared with the Barbarian God and Xiang Yuan before their death, they pale into insignificance.
He didn't know whether the breath would slowly fade away as time passed. He regarded Tu Kun as a companion and a friend, so he gave this advice.
Tu Kun put away the smile on his face, his expression became cautious, and asked via voice transmission: "Can you see the sin of killing and karma?"
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly and said with certainty: "You can't see it, but you can feel it."
When he transformed into a tree, he could actually see the evil obstacles and invisible ghosts lingering on the primitive god.
Tu Kun stared at the other person for a long time, then clasped his fists and saluted solemnly: "Then please."
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly returned the greeting and said, "It's just a matter of raising your hand, why bother being so polite to others."
Tu Kun took out a straw futon, put it on the rock and sat down, a trace of memory appeared on his face, and said: "Back then, he said that I had committed too many crimes and could not reach the sixth level. The consequence of forcibly breaking through was that my body would disappear... ...I regard him as my elder brother, but he tricked me into the underground palace and suppressed me underground for more than five hundred years...that bastard!"
This was the first time Zhang Wenfeng heard Tu Kun mention the past, and he realized that the relationship between the two was of great significance.
It was impossible for him to go along with calling Patriarch Xuanmu a bastard, so he remained silent.
"I heard him say that if you Taoist monks have strong mind power and deep merits, they will have supernatural powers and can perceive the invisible karma of others. When he killed and killed, he accumulated merits for the court, and most of the countless crimes he committed Under the responsibility of the imperial court, he used the elixirs rewarded by the imperial court to advance to the realm of transcendence and saw that I was riddled with bad karma...
No wonder he wanted to establish a sect and a new branch. Haha, the Taoist temple believers on the mountain have been chanting sutras for more than five hundred years to eliminate the evil sins of death from my body. It turned out to be this... He had good intentions, and that bastard didn't explain it clearly to me. "
Tu Kun sat cross-legged on the futon, cooing, smiling, and cursing.
Many things that I had been frustrated with and couldn't figure out suddenly became clear to me.
The sleeping mountain badger next to him was woken up. He half-opened his eyes, subconsciously moved towards the viewer, and continued to sleep soundly.
Zhang Wenfeng used his fingers to comb the hair on the mountain badger's back and asked in a low voice: "Which sect does Master Xuanmu come from?"
He has always been curious about the origin of Master Xuanmu.
Tu Kun exhaled a long breath and seemed to feel relaxed all over. He said: "He is not a local Taoist cultivator of Da'an Dynasty. Taoism is very powerful in the world of Qingming. He came from Dayi Dynasty in the northeast to help the then weak Da'an Dynasty fight the war." , since he didn’t explain the specific sect clearly in the book, you can ask him in person in the future.”
He took out a black whip with a metallic luster and a bottle carved with spiritual jade.
"This 'mountain-turning whip' is very powerful. I don't have any divinity with me, and I'm too lazy to spend decades refining the divinity to expel the whip. You can take it and warm it up slowly if you have the patience. If you don't mind it, wait for it later." Find the right seller and sell it before it's too late. Don't sell it at a low price. The 'Drinking Mountain Token' in Yuan Xiao's hand was originally a treasure of the gods. It should have been passed down from generation to generation, and it was just enough to be useful in his hands."
Tu Kun pointed at the jade bottle and said: "I will give you five drops of Shen Yin Accumulating Good Liquid. This thing is very simple to use. Just find a quiet place without being disturbed and just swallow one drop. How much enlightenment you can get depends on your level of cultivation and Due to your own qualifications and luck, I don’t recommend you take it now. It’s too wasteful. At least you have to wait until the later stage of the realm of freedom. A person can only take it three times at most, and the effect is worse each time.”
Zhang Wenfeng put away the mountain whip, opened the cork, and used his spiritual consciousness to examine the rare treasures of heaven and earth.
Shen Yin Ji Shan Ye is in the shape of a silver bead, slightly larger than a broad bean, and is round and emitting the light of a treasure.
"I divided the storage ring left by the Barbarian God, which has about three feet of space. Another three 500-year-old spiritual medicinal materials, and a bunch of materials. When I return to the mountain, I will put all the medicinal materials and materials in the warehouse. I am too lazy to share them. Share it and use it yourself."
Tu Kun took the badger over and used it as a pillow, lying down casually with his legs crossed.
After untying the knot in his heart, he felt that the sky was high and the sky was far away, and his whole being was enlightened.
"Master Guan, if you recite sutras and practice the evil deeds of killing for me, you will do so at the expense of your own merits, do you know that?"
"Know something."
"Since you know that I won't talk too much, and when I get back to the mountain, I won't be such a troublesome guest. You can help me appoint a protector elder, who sounds majestic and majestic."
"Would you like to hold a ceremony and invite relatives and friends to the ceremony?"
"Forget it, you don't mind it, but I do."
Tu Kun suddenly remembered and reminded: "Except for your own people, it is best not to spread your ability to sense the karma of others at this stage. If the Daolu Academy knows about it, it will annoy the hell. No matter how much merit you have, it will not be able to withstand the consumption. .”
Zhang Wenfeng nodded thoughtfully. He didn't think it was any great magical power, and he didn't expect this level.
It's just that he won't tell anyone about his abilities easily.
The two chatted for a while, then Tu Kun stood up and said, "Someone is here, three of them."
He arranged some detection methods on several mountain tops seven or eight miles away. This is the wild area of Luobao Ridge. There are no rules, lest someone make dumplings without knowing it.
The two flew into the air and saw three black spots slowly approaching from the northwest.
"It's a witch cultivator, from Da Liang."
Zhang Wenfeng stared at it for a long time and then sent a message saying that there were two men and one woman. Among them, the woman in white robe was Chu Qing'er who had escaped from Baihu Ridge, the white witch woman whom the earth god wanted to protect even if he died.
Tu Kun was the first to ask: "Fellow Taoist came all the way, but to compete with the Yifeng Mountain God?"
The three people who stopped three miles away, the old man in black robes holding a bone staff in the middle, squinted his eyes and looked around, and sneered: "The Taoist friend's ruthless methods have slaughtered thousands of lives in Biyifeng, and he is not afraid of tricks." retribution."
"Haha, you, a witch cultivator who has committed countless crimes, have the nerve to talk to me about retribution? It's such a big joke in the world, don't laugh it off. What are you going to do? Why don't we see the truth behind our men, so we can be more decisive and hit you as soon as possible? Finish the work early."
Tu Kun looked very arrogant, a golden light surrounded him, and he was eager to try.
In fact, third-level monks can defeat each other one-on-one. Even if they arrange methods, it is extremely difficult to kill them. Unless there are special means, like Yuan Xiao, who still has to form an alliance with the earth spirit even though he knows that the barbarian god is injured. It’s about seeking stability.
The old man in black robe opposite saw the young man Chu Qing'er said he knew, took out a black whip and struck it lightly on his hand. He recognized it as the Mountain God's Mountain Whip, turned around and left without hesitation, and put it down. One sentence: "I don't have the same experience as you. If you run into my hands in the future, you will definitely know how powerful I am."
The mountain god who refused to submit is already dead, what's the point of staying any longer?
Tu Kun took a rough sip and yelled, "You coward, don't leave. Let's make signs."
The master of the temple has a quick mind and does not need any sound transmission, so he uses actions to coordinate seamlessly with him.
If it's imaginary, it's real. If it's real, it's imaginary. Let the other party guess.
The old man in black robe turned a deaf ear and became increasingly certain that other masters were ambushing him nearby, just waiting for him to impulsively fall into the trap and be unable to climb out. How could he fall for such a childish trick?
The three of them came and left even faster, and disappeared in a moment.
Tu Kun said with a smile: "If you fight Baal hard, what will happen even if you win? It will still be you who will be injured and suffer. The elixir in your hand is precious and cannot be taken as a sugar pill. Just scare that old man away in a friendly manner." What a good guy, we have no loss. Let’s go, let’s leave this land of right and wrong before the old guy summons a group of companions.”
Having been trapped under the mountain for more than five hundred years, his aggressive temperament has been tempered and tempered.
Being able to form an alliance with the old ape, being able to scare away the shaman cultivators with words, he also considered the problem more carefully.
Zhang Wenfeng went to the hillside to put away the futon, hugged the sleeping mountain badger and followed Tu Kun to the south at low altitude. He could detect the changes in Tu Kun by observing his words and actions.
Only such earth spirits can become colleagues on the path of spiritual practice.
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