The magic weapon monk did not stick to his point of view and clasped his hands and retreated. The two of them simultaneously advised him not to fight with the Taoist priest who did not seem to be a threat, and did not tell him the reason. He generally understood that the Taoist priest had powerful means to deal with him, and even fought with him. The result of dying together.
Let’s take a look at the fight between Taoist priests and fellow Taoists Lu.
Zhang Wenfeng flew towards the sea. He silently cast the Green Light Reflection Curse on himself, and then activated the "Moving Wood and Shadow Changing Curse" magical power. He held a sword in his hand and saluted Lu Yuanyuan, who was holding a white jade fan. The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand moved three miles away. The scholar outside choked away.
The sword intent of the flowing water pours out, and the sea water below echoes the roar of Xiao, and the water vapor rises and fills the air, with an astonishing momentum.
Lu Changyuan watched the sword intent rushing towards him, waving his fan and chanting: "The breeze is high, fighting for the light."
A breeze and seven characters turned into countless tiny white lights, entangling the unstoppable sword intent. The moisturizing things melted and dissolved silently, and the undulating sea water below dispersed to the surroundings.
Zhang Wenfeng's gesture of "opening the door and bowing to the guests" caused him to give up halfway. He twisted his right wrist and suddenly thrust the sword forward.
The simple immortal guides the way, the sword energy penetrates the clear wind and white light, "One sword brings forth all kinds of magic, dead wood springs again", there is no sluggishness in the transition of the sword intention, and he uses the dead wood sword intention naturally, and a dense forest appears in the sky Wooden shadow.
"Good swordsmanship! Good swordsmanship!"
Lu Changyuan laughed and said, retreating with the wind, shaking his fan again and singing: "A hectare contains autumn green, and the forest wind breaks through ten thousand poles."
The ten characters turned into birds and the autumn wind blew in all directions, the wind howled and the branches of the trees swayed.
This fight is very different from the previous fight between the magic weapon monk and Tu Kun.
It's less thrilling and more pleasing to the eye.
Many third-level masters in Lingxing Island City saw that the two people from the east did not look like thieves. Instead, they sat down and talked with Master Fayuan and several others. Later, they competed one-on-one in the air and flew out of the city to watch the battle.
Rong Shuzhi, Shui Qingru and several others flew nearly twenty miles to watch the masters fight.
"What a master of 'verbal and written criticism'!"
Rong Shu's cultivation has not recovered, but his eyesight is certainly not bad, so he praised in a low voice.
too strong!
He suspected that the scholar was the reincarnation of a great Confucian cultivator from hundreds of years ago. "Several words and writing" were the primary magical powers of Confucianism, and only one in ten thousand could understand them. He wanted to take the imperial examination and practice Confucianism in the hope of gaining official aura and receiving literary fortune. To understand this magical power.
Haste makes waste, the only way is to move forward steadily step by step.
Shui Qingru asked: "Can my master win?"
She was previously worried about the fierce and domineering monk who challenged her master. The fierce monk beat him to the point where he was unable to fight back. She saw this and was worried that her master would be injured if he failed to fight.
Rong Shuzhi shook his head and smiled: "Winning or losing is not important, what is important is the process."
Shui Qingru was confused when she heard this. Could this little sour scholar be in the same group as the foreign scholar?
Why don't you say a nice word with your elbows turned outward?
Fortunately, his master was so kind to him. He was willing to give him anything and always answered his requests.
The situation of the battle over there suddenly changed. The shadows of the trees were blown up by the autumn wind. When the sword energy was in chaos, a line of cyan shot out of the wind and stabbed the leisurely smiling scholar at a very fast speed.
"good!"
Just as Shui Qingru said hello, she saw the scholar looking back like an empty shell, torn apart and dissipated in the air.
Lu Changyuan appeared in the distance, smiling and singing: "It's rude to come and not return!"
White characters swim like living creatures, appearing around Zhang Guanzhu with the blowing breeze, like an invisible stream surrounding the siege, full of murderous intent.
Zhang Wenfeng's figure rose and fell several feet within a few feet, as fast as a ghost, leaving behind a series of ghosts. The sword in his hand stabbed the transformed character in the invisible stream almost at the same time, and he got a very short chance to slow down the breeze. He held the hand in his left hand The landscape moving talisman triggered, and he escaped from the surroundings in a series of double images.
"Boom", the invisible stream is surrounded like a stormy wave hitting the shore, splashing countless white waves.
Zhang Wenfeng appeared on the island a few miles away, and was about to use the bronze fish pattern talisman and Qingxiao's thunder-gathering spell to create an opportunity for the subsequent sword magical power and sword-suppressing divine head attack.
Lu Changyuan had already put away the jade fan with a smile, cupped his hands and said: "It is not beautiful to turn a fight into a jade silk, and to use anger. Lu has enjoyed himself to the fullest today, thank you for your advice!"
He tested the other party's merit and protection, and only tried it briefly.
The reason to prevent Monk Fa Bao from challenging Daozhang Zhang is because Monk Fa Bao Xilihu has tarnished his virtue and suffered a secret loss. I believe that Monk Fa Yuan also sees this. However, there are some truths that don’t make sense to Magic Bao. It’s better not to say them at all and let Magic Bao guess blindly. .
At his current level of cultivation, he could compete with a fifth-level monk in a few moves. Even if he couldn't win, he could still save his life.
He also saw that the other party had received guidance from an expert, had mastered a few elementary magical powers, and had a desperate means to beat the enemy.
There's no point in continuing the fight, so it's better to give up.
So what if he wins?
As the little scholar over there said: Winning or losing is not important, what is important is the process.
This place in the Eastern Continent is full of outstanding people and talented people.
Zhang Wenfeng felt a faint breeze passing by him. He had just moved to stir up the wind and sand in the air, and the leaves and dead grass slowly fell to the ground. The wind was calm and the sea was calm. He cupped his hands and returned the favor: "The tea is not cold yet, friend Lu Dao, please!"
A fight that started off brilliantly ended in an anticlimax.
The third-level monks who were watching the battle from a distance were still not satisfied and returned to the city one after another, talking in low voices.
Rong Shuzhi noticed that the foreign Confucianism cultivator glanced at him, he returned his hand and returned to the city with Shui Qingru.
Everyone sat down again at the simple viewing platform. Fayuan and Fabao were still sitting in the corner talking. Others could not understand what they said. They could only see that Monk Fabao kept folding his hands to receive instructions, with a slight sweat on his forehead.
Lu Changyuan was erudite and talkative, and he did not leave behind any of the three people sitting here. He talked and laughed happily.
The guests and hosts were enjoying themselves in the observation deck and the atmosphere was harmonious.
After chatting about his travels around the world, Lu Changyuan smiled and said: "Lu looked through the ancient books of saints and saw rumors of the 'Dragon Bone Brush', and he was able to write 'Dragon travels in the nine heavens, the charm is natural'. I don't know how many people there are." Is there any news about the thousands-year-old immortal dragon bones? Whether true or false, Lu will definitely be rewarded generously."
Zhang Wenfeng suddenly felt something in his heart and said with a smile: "The thousands-year-old immortal dragon bone is a rumored rarity. I have never heard of anyone discovering it in Da'an."
He suspected that the other party had gotten some clues from the classics and came here for the dragon skeleton and dragon soul in Zhenlong Cave under Tuofeng Ridge?
During the meeting and exchange with True Lord Merlin, I also forgot to inquire with True Lord Merlin.
Tu Kun smiled and looked at Chu Qing'er who didn't speak much, and said: "Your Wu clan has a profound heritage. If you have a thousand-year dragon bone in your collection, you can exchange it with fellow Taoist Lu for some exotic treasures."
He was used to cooperating with the viewer, so how could he reveal the slightest bit about the dragon skeleton? He also hoped to use the power of the dragon soul to overcome a training difficulty, so he casually drew his attention to Chu Qing'er.
Lu Changyuan also looked at the woman and added: "Not too much, just a small section of keel."
Chu Qing'er frowned and thought carefully, then shook her head and said: "It seems that there is no dragon bone in the Wu Clan's treasure house."
Lu Changyuan moved his hand in front of him, displayed several treasures, and said: "I would like to ask fellow Daoist Chu Feijian to send a message back to ask. Lu can bring out the five-hundred-year-old 'Wen Guan Guo' in his collection, the fourth-level and fifth-level Xuan Guan fruit." Pearls, sixth-level crystals and other treasures can be used in exchange, or if you need any treasures, even if you ask for them and Lu doesn’t have them, you can still find a way to exchange them.”
Chu Qing'er's eyes lit up, she nodded and said, "Let me ask."
Tu Kun slapped his forehead and said: "Friend Lu, you should put the treasure away. Hey, you are tempted to seduce people into robbery. Friend Lu, you must be deliberately harming people."
Lu Changyuan laughed loudly and said, "Friend Taoist Taoist, you are joking." He waved his sleeves and collected several treasures.
Does he care about others robbing him?
Without spending some valuable treasure, where can I get the rare items I need?
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "I will ask the Taoist supervisor of Da'an Daolu Academy and Zhou Guanshi of Dayi Dao Palace later to see if there are thousand-year-old dragon bones in the treasure house. If the deal is successful, we can also share some of the treasures. .”
He wanted to interrogate Yang Shuilan and ask her to restrain Xiao Ni'er for a period of time and not let him run around.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, but be afraid of the worst. Xiao Ni'er has the blood of a dragon, so being targeted by Lu Changyuan will be a big trouble.
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