After walking around several rooms, Zhang Wenfeng was extremely satisfied with the Mu Xing cultivation environment here. When he walked out of the room, he saw You Meng's long legs measuring the size of the courtyard step by step, calculating the direction with secrets, and holding the crystal jade array in his hand. The protective formations laid out everywhere are a bit more careful and meticulous compared to the casual arrangement of protective formations in the guest house.
The courtyard provided by Tianyingguan is equipped with conventional low-level isolation formations, and guests staying there will be rearranged for protection.
When you go out, you can never pay too much attention to your own safety. You Mengchang gave Zhang Taoist a mysterious look, and continued busy setting up the formation without saying anything to clear up the doubts.
Zhang Wenfeng understood. You Lao found out that there was something evil snooping here. Maybe it was because the evil thing was so powerful. They couldn't talk about it to scare the snake, or even communicate with each other. Just like in the countryside, if you want to use a rat cage to catch a mouse at home, you can't say it out loud in advance. Same reason.
In fact, he thought in his heart that You Lao, who was running around with him, was the biggest evil in the eyes of the world.
Glancing at the talisman puppet watering the green plants and small flower beds in the courtyard, Zhang Wenfeng sighed in his heart. The puppet wearing the changing ghost clothes looked more and more like a taciturn servant with life in his eyes.
After watching Mr. You set up the formation for a while, Zhang Wenfeng walked back to the main room and sat down to read a book. He was not in a hurry to go back to the room to try to communicate with Yan Lianshu, or sit cross-legged on a tree cushion to meditate. He would wait until Mr. You finished setting up the formation. He was not aware of the prying eyes, so It means you will be at peace here.
From such an ancient rock tree, the possibility of giving birth to an ancient tree spirit is very high.
Perhaps he is still a demon spirit with extremely high moral standards?
He speculated this while flipping through a book of landscape travel notes about the vast continent in his hand.
After pouring the water, the Talisman Bone Puppet walked into the main room, took out tea sets, tea leaves and other items from the storage space, filled the water to make tea, and served Guanzhu Zhang.
After spending more than an hour, You Mengchang arranged arrays in the entire courtyard and rooms. After turning off the arrays in the guest courtyard and activating the new arrays he had arranged, a thin layer of khaki color filled the sky above the courtyard. He patted the dust on his hands with satisfaction, took out a water ball to wash his hands, walked into the main room and drank a few cups of tea, chatted with Guanzhu Zhang for a while, and then went back to the room to meditate.
What exactly that arrangement was aimed at, he didn't mention a word from beginning to end.
Like other monks who rented guest houses, they spent some time setting up new protective formations, and that was it.
Zhang Wenfeng read a book for another half an hour. It was almost dusk. He stood up and told the rune bone puppet not to keep vigil and to go back to his room to rest. He walked to the yard and walked with a sword in his hand until the moon was in the sky. Then he walked into the main room on the east side. , sit cross-legged on a tree cushion, close your eyes, adjust your breath, and practice exercises.
Nothing happened all night.
The next day, the dark-skinned young man seemed dissatisfied with the formation arranged yesterday. He was like a formation master who discovered the problem afterwards. He was jumping up and down to make adjustments. After working for a long time, he followed Taoist Zhang out and walked around the foot of the mountain.
The monks who come here to practice spend a lot of spiritual energy stones, and most of them practice behind closed doors. How can they have time to hang out?
The tree hill looked very elegant and quiet, and there were not a few monks walking around. If you want to be bustling and lively, you have to go to Water Studios and Fangshi, which are hundreds of miles away. After staying here for more than ten days, the swarthy boy adjusted the formation five times and never moved it again.
Zhang Wenfeng got the hint from You Lao. When he returned to the room to meditate, he began to try to communicate with the ancient trees whose roots were connected to the tree mat. He had communicated with many trees and was experienced. He held the edge of the tree mat in his palms. , concentrate on feeling the very subtle fluctuations of the roots.
Slowly, the aura around him became cold, like a heartless tree, filled with a faint green mist.
He noticed strange, violent and chaotic fluctuations coming from the roots, as if greeting him. He did not understand the unique language between trees, and stood still. He even stopped breathing.
He is a tree, but also a bait.
How could he safely integrate into tree cultivation without cooperating with You Lao to catch the evil thing spying in secret?
If you are interrupted once during a critical period of cultivation, the loss will be too great. After a while, fierce noises were heard outside, followed by You Mengchang's sinister laughter: "Little guy, you are trapped by me, a master of orthopedics, and you are not convinced or what? I advise you not to mess up. Move, the silk thread enters the soul,
It's not just any pain. "Despicable, bah!"
A high-pitched boy's voice came from the courtyard.
Zhang Wenfeng let go of the tree mat, which had become hot to the touch, and stood up. The tree mat in the room and the rock-tree wall facing north were filled with green smoke.
"Save it, the tree poison you release can't do anything to us, don't waste your demonic power."
As You Mengchang's voice sounded, a whirring whirlwind blew in the room, rolling the green smoke out of the room.
Zhang Wenfeng didn't feel any discomfort. He walked out of the room and saw a thin net of three-color lights intertwined near a tall rock tree on the left side of the courtyard, trapping a dark green child full of wildness, suspended in the air, above the ground. About three feet.
You Meng Chang made a hand seal, and the little guy wearing a tree suit with his arms and legs suddenly let out a scream of pain, which was very ear-piercing.
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero. First, what is your name?" You Mengchang asked slowly. Suddenly, he stamped his feet and heard a movement from the backyard. He smiled and said, "I know there are more than one little devil like you, and you are the same as me." I'll fight, you're still a little green, come on over here!"
Zhang Wenfeng's consciousness had already seen another ghost suddenly trapped in the backyard, bound in a ball of light, and floating to the front yard.
The two sprites were almost identical. Their clothes, expressions and skin color were all carved from the same mold.
"This is our territory. How brave are you to catch us?"
The boy who was caught behind showed his sharp teeth and yelled fiercely: "So what if you have two fourth-level monks? Tianying Temple has many monks with profound knowledge. As long as Master Pang activates the formation, you will be like turtles in the urn, and there will be no place to run. Run, as long as you let us go, I can make the decision to forgive your offense."
You Mengzhang looked like an idiot, staring at the little guy who was cunning and smarter than the first one, and sneered: "Shameless monsters like you, the Tianyingguan cultivator has been trying to catch you for a long time, right?" If you dare to scare us with fake threats, hey, you made the wrong idea."
"Who are you..."
The dark green-skinned demon spirit who was the first to be captured did not dare to move. It was too painful for the thread to enter his soul. He shouted with a look of horror on his face. "Shut up! No one will think you are mute if you don't speak." The latter demon quickly stopped his companion from speaking. Talking too much would be wrong. If you don't talk, you can still be saved.
The opponent's layout was clever, and the depth of the calculation was beyond his expectation. It was more difficult than imagined to escape from such an opponent, but there was still a chance.
They have the advantage!
The other party came prepared and saw that they did not belong to Tianyingguan, so they were in big trouble.
The swarthy boy showed a sinister smile and said: "I heard that the ancient tree sprite is a great tonic when steamed and eaten in a special way. Anyway, I caught two on hand. Why don't I eat this talkative and cunning little guy to repair my body?" , how about leaving one alive for questioning?"
He licked his lips as he spoke. That would be as evil as possible.
Zhang Wenfeng saw the expressions of the two little guys change. He smiled and said, "If you eat a spiritual object, you might be able to break through to the fifth level."
"You dare to eat...are you afraid of being punished by God?" The first demon screamed, trembling with fear.
"Hehe, there are detailed records in the ancient books on how to add auxiliary medicines and how to steam and eat the ancient tree sprite without losing the potency. I have never heard of monks who ate the ancient tree sprite being punished by heaven? Do you think I dare? ?」
The swarthy boy stared at the second demon who turned his head, and then said, "If you are obedient and answer whatever I ask, I may consider not eating you."
"Seriously?" "Hey, shut up."
The second demon shouted helplessly to the first demon. He felt that the future was dark, very dark.
Is it difficult to say a few words if my brother is killed by his stupidity in this courtyard this time?
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