The bronze lamp fell back into his hand. Zhang Wenfeng did not continue to change places to collect the living souls and ghosts hiding underground. He looked at a group of demon cultivators parked in the air dozens of miles away. The leader was three fifth-level demons who were questioning Lu Yuanyuan loudly. Gu Qingrong.
The other fifth-level monks stared at the monster more than thirty miles away with unkind expressions. They lost several companions and everyone was in a bad mood.
The grumpy Lian Huo already held his fire staff in his hand, his breath tightening and tightening.
With a swish, Lu Zijin, whose face was all black and white, flew past the side and disappeared in an instant. A message rang in the ear of the viewer: "Old man You is not dead. He is hiding in the east, hiding and not wanting to see anyone. "
Zhang Wenfeng turned around and flew east slowly, hearing Lu Zijin's careless greeting from the distance.
"Tiger, Hua Lian Ba, Ye Mo Zi, you three who cut off the heads are too slow. There is a demon that has been entrenched in this place for many years, and you haven't heard anything? Come to see for yourselves, there are still residual demonic energies. It's in the air, floating to the west. I won't go into details. You have to organize your men to clean up the demonic energy that has drifted away from your territory. We have suffered heavy losses at Baal, and you have to complain about it. It's boring."
"Well... no, Brother Yinlu, that's not what we meant. You Demon Killers can say hello to us in advance and we can help."
"Hey, Brother Tiger, you just ate the ashes of a lamp plant and farted lightly. The devil in the late fifth level is very capable. We are gathering people like charades. How can we dare to reveal the slightest bit of news? Where can we go if the devil senses a threat? No one can stand it if you hide, or harm several cities in one night, or go around your territory, so if you have anything to say, talk it over and don't get too angry."
"Yes, yes, if there is any misunderstanding, just let it go. There is no harm in the relationship between neighbors. Brother Yinlu, Ye Mozi got some jars of good wine some time ago. Can we all go get together when we have time?"
"Haha, you can have this."
Zhang Wenfeng had already flown far away and no longer paid attention to the conversation behind the donkey. Put away the bronze lamp, silence the second soul, and a smile appears on the corner of his mouth. The donkey can eat anywhere now, his ability to make friends is amazing, and there is no idle life in the world.
After he finds You Lao, he will stay here for a few days, collect living souls, ghosts, and residual demonic energy, cast spells to save hundreds of miles of good people, and earn some merit while doing good deeds. When Tu Kun saw the temple master coming, he found an excuse to trick Shi Yin away. The two of them patrolled the southeast and gave the place to the temple master.
Zhang Wenfeng stood on the bare hilltop where the donkey had been. After waiting for a moment, an almost transparent, frail and fuzzy figure appeared in the open space a few feet in front of him. You Lao, who had narrowly escaped death, fell to the third level of cultivation.
"The fate is inevitable. I will have to sleep for a few years before I can recover."
You Mengchang shook his head and sighed, saying: "The Youdai who was sent to Lingbao Temple has died in my place. I deliberately concealed this matter. Things in the world are unpredictable. Old guys like me who have done too many evil things have no choice but to Take some precautions."
He knew Taoist Zhang's temperament, so he took the initiative to speak out, and he couldn't hide it anymore. Zhang Wenfeng didn't say much and asked, "You Lao, is there any remnant soul of the devil hiding in this area?"
This is his biggest concern at the moment.
"You lead me around this area a few times. We are about five miles apart. No matter how hidden the demon soul is, I can sense its existence. The fragments of my body that the demon has swallowed have been manipulated by me. , three days later, the special soul curse aura disappeared."
You Mengchang turned into a thin black air and escaped into Taoist Zhang's left sleeve.
Zhang Wenfeng understood that Jiang was still old and spicy, and the devil's bad habit was his greedy mouth. He dared to swallow anything in his body, and was used by You Lao to scheme against him.
He flew up and slowly rotated around the position where the demon head self-destructed. The group of demon cultivators in the distance had retreated to the demon clan's territory in the west, and set up an array two hundred miles away to prevent the demonic energy from drifting towards the demon clan. go.
Lu Yuanyuan and others saw that Zhang Guanzhu was busy, and no one came up to talk to him, so they each found something to do.
After wandering around for a long time, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly remembered something and asked via voice transmission: "Mr. You, I caught a lot of demon soul threads this time and imprisoned them all in the bronze lamp. I plan to spend some time to torture..."
"Wait a minute, your bronze lamp can imprison the demon soul without losing its vitality?" You Mengchang interrupted and asked urgently.
The monks have the means to capture the demon soul, but the demon soul thread that lacks nourishment cannot survive in this world for long.
Zhang Wenfeng made a special investigation and said through a message: "No, the small world inside the bronze lamp is similar to the underworld, and the Demon Soul Silk stays in it fine."
You Meng smiled and said: "It's true that I know it's not a blessing." God help me. After I have cultivated for three months, please take me into the small world. I will slowly swallow the demon soul thread. , speed up the recovery, I won’t let you suffer, and will give you some rare treasures in exchange.”
With his impeccable temperament, he transferred the rare treasures on his body before slaying the demon.
To a monk, the demon is a very scary and troublesome existence, but in Mengmei's eyes, the disintegrated demon soul is an extremely delicious tonic food. Of course, in the eyes of the demon, Mengmei is equally delicious.
Zhang Wenfeng joked: "Mr. You, you have a very strong family background."
"It's just so so, it's almost bottoming out."
"After this matter is over, let's take a trip to Shen Yuan Sect's Shen Dao Treasure House, take out my stone sword, a small and important weapon in the world, and bring it back to the sect to slowly refine it."
Zhang Wenfeng reminded, deliberately emphasizing the word "mine".
You Mengchang chuckled and said, "As long as you are willing to let your wife stay alone in an empty house for another thirty years, I will tell you how to use the sword."
"Does it take that long to get the sword?"
"The sword is buried in a special location. It is the eye of the treasure house's protective formation. If you want to take the sword, you have to refine the heavy weapon in the treasure house and leave a mark before you can successfully take away the heavy weapon. Thirty years may still be said. not enough."
You Mengchang said that he was a bit gloating about his misfortune. My valuable weapon is not so easy to obtain. "Forget it, let's talk about it later when we have time."
Zhang Wenfeng immediately gave up the idea of picking up the sword along the way. He was not very proficient with the bronze lamp in his hand. He wanted to master one thing first. It would be a waste of time to bite off more than he could chew. Maybe he could wait until he advanced to the sixth level before refining the stone. Swords are much easier.
After wandering around until late at night, he visited the three hundred-mile radius area twice to make sure that nothing was missing. Zhang Wenfeng stopped and sat on a hilltop to meditate until dawn.
The surviving mortals and low-level monks in this area are all concentrated in several temporarily fenced valleys.
Fa Yuan, Shi Qisheng and other fifth-level monks started to investigate one by one. It took a day to transfer the inspected mortals and monks away. For decades, this place could not allow mortals to stay.
