The casual cultivator in front of me was quite upright. Not only did he keep silent, but he also looked like he would die for his confidant. If an outsider looked at him, he wouldn't know who is messing around and who is the victim.
"How much did the person behind the scenes give you? A dozen sword coins? You only took so much in one trip, what are you doing with your life? Tell me now that you can still go back with all your hair and tail," Zhong Ji of Xuanwu Camp said. Have you ever heard of me? His technique of removing skin and bones is a masterpiece. If it were given to him, by the time you open your mouth again, there wouldn’t be many bones left."
"Humph, although I am a casual cultivator, I still have integrity in my heart."
Mengchang spread his hands and did not argue with him.
Ever since he started breeding, there have always been sneaky people who either come to cause damage or steal his fine seeds.
Strictly speaking, Meng Chang couldn't call them traitors too much. He was not the only one who was affected by the destruction of the good seeds, but the people of Chaoge City and all the people who would receive the benefits of the good seeds in the future.
Sometimes there are people in this world who are full of power struggles and who are willing to harm public interests for their own benefit. These are the people who ruin the land now, and the same is true for the wealthy landlords in later generations. They are always not satisfied with anything. The current situation is that he only cares about himself and never cares about the feelings of others.
Meng Chang waved, and the two soldiers behind him dragged the limp casual cultivator away. This was Chao Tian's army, and they were also the guardians responsible for guarding the farmland outside the city at night.
For half the night, there was an endless stream of good people coming, including ordinary people and casual cultivators with some special abilities. The barking of dogs was endless.
After a while, a tired Dai Li came over covered in blood, dragging a bloody figure on his hand.
"My lord, Dai Li is honored to live up to his command!"
Dai Li is not a human being, he is a dog demon from Meishan Seven Monsters. When he is patrolling at night, nothing can escape his detection. Taking Dai Li out this time can be regarded as an accident.
Meng Chang bowed respectfully to Dai Li.
"Sir, great virtue, thank you for your hard work. Meng Chang, on behalf of all the people in the world, thank you for your protection, sir."
Dai Li was very happy, and his two little beards were waving back and forth. It was obvious that the compliment to the master was very useful, and it was not in vain for him and Wu Wenhua to guard him day and night.
At this moment, Dai Li's ears were shaking frequently, as if he heard some noise again. When he was about to go out to stop him, Meng Chang stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Take a break, let me stretch my muscles in the back."
Everyone laughed, but Meng Chang, who turned his back, had a serious look on his face.
The Qi ax in his hand, which had not drank blood for a long time, was shaking violently. This evil ax used by Xing Tian seemed to have the ability to seek good luck and avoid evil. It did not react when it encountered Shebi's corpse. It only shook twice, once to wish him well. Xie and Zhu Yan were sensed outside the city, and the second time it was Nuji.
Recently, there have been some characters making small fuss. It seems that after all, some people can't sit still. I just don't know how many people came this time.
Mengchang was ready to go and walked out of the farmland step by step, lest the aftermath of the wait would affect his hard work.
Suddenly, a gold brick appeared behind him like a ghost, and the wind roared, hitting him on the back of the head.
With three heads and six arms, he swung the gold stick in a circle and hit the gold brick directly. Under the huge force, the gold brick just stopped in mid-air, but Meng Chang staggered and rushed forward for more than ten steps before stopping.
"Guangchengzi, as the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, how can you be so despicable and attack secretly!!"
Now in Chaoge City, there are not many people with such power. Combined with the habit of calling people's foreheads with big seals, Meng Chang revealed Guang Chengzi's identity with one sentence. Fan Tianyin, who was about to attack again, paused. Obviously, he didn't expect that he would be called out with just one move.
Mengchang looked at the big seal in front of him, as if facing a formidable enemy. Fantian Seal, known as the Nemesis of the Holy Mother, if placed in Yin Jiao's hands, it could only block the sword. The best result would be to defeat Nezha's Hot Wheels, but in other words In the hands of Guangchengzi, he beat the Golden Light Madonna and the Fire Spirit Madonna until their brains exploded, and they died immediately. The Turtle Spirit Madonna, who was said to be invincible in defense, showed her true form and was able to withstand them.
He doesn't think his head is much more powerful than several virgins.
Fan Tianyin attacked again, frightened and intimidated, and shouted at the person's head. Meng Chang stared angrily, and directly swung the Qi ax and golden stick in his hand. Under the double pressure, he was able to blow away the big seal, and his own body Xingya couldn't help but took a few steps back again, and his four hands were numb from the shock.
Guangchengzi doesn't have many harsh words. Just like in the original plot, he never listens to people's nagging. He starts with a big killer, focusing on taking someone by surprise and attacking him unprepared. He doesn't answer at this moment. Fan Tianyin flies into the sky and his pants are a meal. Smashing it hard, the beating made Meng Chang miserable. The powerful force of the shock spread to his internal organs along with the strong Gengjin killing breath. This treasure was really a killing weapon.
Seeing Fantian Seal attacking again, Mengchang learned his lesson and missed by a hair's breadth. There were many dangers, but he was able to perfectly avoid the bombardment of the big seal every time.
Seemingly angry at the repeated attempts to return without success, Fan Tianyin instantly began to grow in size, turning into a small mountain and bombarding it with the force of Mount Tai. There was no way to hide. Meng Chang immediately put away his ax and Jingshao, and held the position. The stick firmly resisted the "hill" that was blasted down. At the same time, the veins on his four hands protruded like a horned dragon and he raised his arms high. The three heads gritted their teeth and suppressed their blushes.
At this moment, the beast instinctively issued a warning, and the left and right sides of the head were stinging. Only two sword lights, one red and one green, flashed. Meng Chang retracted the golden stick in an instant, and ran quickly outside the "hill" cover with flames all over his body.
A loud bang came out, and the Chaoge defenders far away at the West City Gate seemed to hear the clear and clear sound and feel the tremors under their feet.
When Hu Lei and Dai Li saw this, they immediately rushed out. Xue Ehu, who was behind the crowd, had a complex expression. He just thought of the instructions of his teacher Daoxing Tianzun and recalled the many things he had seen since he went down the mountain to follow Meng Bo. Letting out an unwilling roar, he picked up a pair of maces and rushed out after him.
Others don't know, but he still can't see the origin of the big seal and the two swords? Based on the previous entrustment by the Lord to visit him, it can be deduced that Xue Erhu is indeed not talented enough and relatively dull, but it does not mean that he is blind or stupid.
"A disciple of Yuxu Palace, Xue Ehu, a disciple of Daoxing Tianzun, is here! Don't hurt my lord's life!!"
Seeing everyone moving forward, Qian Yin's face was a little solemn, and he felt a little resentful in his heart. But looking at the farm animals around him that were blown down by the storm, he understood that when it came to escaping, the master's ability to dive into fire was extraordinary. The reason for fighting to the death is to protect the rice and wheat fields behind them.
"Both above and below are Kun, the terrain is Kun, it carries all things endlessly, it travels without boundaries, and the six directions are sealed! The terrain formation, rise!!"
The four blue and two red formation flags flew out from Qian Yin's sleeve robe and inserted into the Liuhe position. The Kun hexagram was invisible, but suppressed the ground. The people in the main formation held the decree tightly, and the aftermath of the battle ahead came, as if they were hit by a collision. An invisible air wall. Outside the air wall, trees and grass are passing by like a hurricane, but inside the air wall, the wind and waves are calm.
Knowing that this man could make elixirs and weapons, he was also proficient in painting, and could do divination and arithmetic. Meng Chang, who saw the power of this place from afar in the battlefield, was also a little surprised that this old cow nose actually had something hidden. The heart of a casual cultivator is dirty! !
However, Mengchang didn't have the energy to reveal Qianyin's trump card at this time. As soon as Mengchangpu, who had just transformed into a human form, landed on the ground, he saw a big bell in front of a Taoist whose appearance was unclear deep in the bamboo forest in the distance being hit by him. ring.
With the sound of Duang~, Mengchang instantly felt a strange feeling of soul separation, just like his soul was ripped out by Bian Ji with a bone flag in the past. When the bell rang, he involuntarily stepped back. In front of him was own body.
This battle was frustrating, and he was not afraid that Guangchengzi would fight him for three hundred rounds with a sword, but did this guy have too many magic weapons? Too unreasonable?
I have seen a lot of magic weapons since I was born, but this was the first time I felt being bombarded with magic weapons by others. This feeling is like playing a game in the early stage, wearing a magical costume, becoming the most powerful warrior, only to be humiliated by the Master. It's really disgusting to have so much brute strength but to be kited and controlled by others.
Sure enough, there is no way out for war dogs, and Master Fa is the final way back.
Mengchang was in a trance, and his soul returned to his position, but at this moment, two rays of light, one red and one green, were so close that there was no time to dodge. Mengchang had no choice but to quickly transform into a flame state and try to dodge.
But this time, the two swords were obviously faster. Before they turned into fire, two blood flowers broke through Meng Chang's copper skin, cutting two deep scars that could be seen in the bone.
"Thief, don't you have any magic weapon to bully me?"
Thirty-six fire dragons appeared in Mengchang's hands and headed straight for Guangchengzi. With the blessing of the wind, they carried the strange Samadhi True Fire with great force.
The reflection of the fire finally allowed Meng Chang to see clearly the person in front of him. He saw that his face was wearing a bronze mask, and his gray Taoist robe seemed to be unable to be attached to the flames. No matter how the fire dragon entangled it, it was difficult to make an inch.
"Shameless!!"
Mengchang couldn't help but uttered foul language. Fan Tianyin, male and female swords, falling soul clock, and sweeping cloud clothes all came out. He had never seen such a powerful person. He was so rich that Yuanshi Tianzun was also partial, thinking Huang Long and Master Lingbao had nothing, but Guang Chengzi took out four treasures at once.
What's even more disgusting is that the Soul-Destroying Bell can force him out of the fire, and Saoxiayi also circumvents his only remote control method, which is simply the power of Mengchang's bloodline.
At this point in the fight, Meng Chang also showed his true fire. Xue Ehu and Dai Li had long been knocked unconscious by the Soul-Destroying Bell, but he was still relying on his majestic energy and blood and the divinity of mortal fire to hold on. But he stayed awake for longer and longer, watching the male and female swords taking the opportunity to leave countless cuts on his body, and the thick and powerful Fantian Seal tightly protected Guangchengzi, as if to prevent him from using anything. Conspiracy means sneak attack.
Laughing to death, do you dare to be more stubborn? When he originally wanted to rush close to him, Meng Chang took advantage of his unpreparedness, raised the knife and dropped it, completely stopped, and kept beating his drum in his heart.
"Grand Master, Grand Master, why haven't you come yet? The people at Chaoge should have noticed such a big movement. If the Grand Master didn't come, wouldn't Xuanniao care about it?" Or did you not notice that Meng Bochang, a loyal minister of the great merchant, was going to be beaten to death after telling the city? '
Another bell rang, and Meng Chang seemed to see a large white flag coming from the sky in front of his eyes. It instantly took away the male and female swords that were stabbing him. The big flag shook, and the sea was calm. The fierce power The illustrious Fantian Seal and the Soul-Destroying Bell disappeared one after another, and even the Taoist who was surrounded by the fire dragon with a calm expression was taken in with a look of horror.
After a moment, their souls reunited, and Meng Chang felt nauseated and retching in his heart. But when he raised his stick and looked around, where was the Fantian Seal or any trace of the Taoist?
Only square patches of flat land were left on the earth, indicating that an unequal war had just occurred here.
After the nausea in Meng Chang's heart subsided a little, he saw a skinny white-bearded old Taoist in the sky arriving belatedly with six "immortals" with a wheel of light behind his head.
Seeing Meng Chang's shape like a blood gourd, but full of vitality, the seven "immortals" let out a long sigh of relief. However, due to the relative numbers at this time, the several golden immortals were quite embarrassed and didn't know how to speak for a moment. I couldn't help but blame Guang Chengzi.
Senior brother, senior brother! They are all thousands of years old, why are they so Meng Lang, why did they beat Uncle Meng like this? If Yuan Shiban had come a step later, everyone would have been ready to collect Uncle Meng's body.
It cannot be said that Meng Bo is weak. In fact, this "big" senior brother who is the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals is inhumane. The four treasures in his hand are both offensive and defensive. Let alone Meng Bo, except for his pure moral character. Apart from Master Jun and Taiyi, Guangchengzi holds the most magic weapons under the Yuxu Palace, and they are all rare treasures of heaven and earth.
If he really wants to fight with someone of the same level, Guangchengzi can be regarded as one of the top masters in the Second Chan Jie Sect. Being able to persist for such a long time is enough to shock everyone in the Chan Sect, not even Meng Bo. Ordinary people who have no power to restrain a chicken.
"I dare to ask, but Meng Bochang? Oh, why is there such a war here? Why is Uncle Meng so embarrassed? Come, come, come, I have a healing elixir in my hand, which can heal Uncle Meng's injuries."
After all, it was the old immortal Taoist Ran Deng who had a high emotional intelligence. After being a little surprised, he immediately greeted Meng Bo with a smile and chatted with him.
"Thieves, you go too far with your teachings and deception. You relied on your treasure to sneak attack Meng first, and then use your magic weapon to deceive others. What will you do? Are you going to bully the few with more?"
Mengchang's hair was disheveled and his body was dripping with blood. He looked a bit miserable. The disciples of Chanjiao also felt that it was really unjustifiable. Taoist Randeng could only bite the bullet and said: "Why did Uncle Meng say this? I am grateful for Uncle Meng's kindness. I, the disciple of Yuxu Palace, How could you make such malicious assumptions about us when I frequently go down to the mountain to help you?"
"Don't think I'm short-sighted. Meng knows that the head of the Golden Immortal, Guangchengzi, hit me on the head forty-seven times with such a big seal just now. Meng turned to ashes and couldn't admit it. That was the Fantian Seal." !!”
Unfortunately, Uncle Meng actually recognized Guangchengzi’s magic weapon. This matter is not easy to handle!
"What evildoer dares to impersonate me, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu Palace, to commit such a treasonous act? Uncle Meng, please don't fall for the tricks of some evil villains!"
"That's right, that's right, our Yuxu Palace has always been upright, how could we do something like sneak attack with bricks and slap on the head? This must be a trap created by the demon in Jiejiao in disguise!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout from the horizon: "Fart, even if there are many people using seals in the world, the sound of the bell just washed away, and it can be clearly heard in half of Chaoge Ximen. It's a coincidence, all the treasures are right." Of course, which weapon refiner dares to say that he can imitate something that has exactly the same power?"
When everyone looked around, they saw Grand Master Wen dressed in casual clothes, riding Mo Qilin, rushing towards him. He scolded Chan for his shamelessness.
Taoist Ran Deng had a headache, but it was better now. He couldn't throw away the pot. He immediately winked at Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun. The latter immediately understood and gathered around Wen Zhong with a group of fellow disciples. Let’s start by counting some of the well-known magic weapons of Jie Jiao.
"The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit has a crown of golden clouds, which can be used to shut down the fire. The plague Taoist Lu Yue also has a plague seal. They are just some magic weapons. I teach the real immortal Yun Zhongzi to imitate them. Who knows if your Jiejiao has such a seal? figure."
Wen Zhong's beard was so angry that when the argument between the two parties became fierce, he suddenly saw a wisp of auspicious clouds flying over, and a Taoist holding a plain white banner fell gracefully. There was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, as if he was seriously injured. It was not Guangdong. Who is Chengzi?
"Pindao Yuxu Palace, the eldest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, Guangchengzi, has met all the senior fellow apprentices, junior fellow apprentice Jie Jiao Wen Zhong, and the great merchant Meng Bochang."
Everyone was suspicious, and even Randeng Taoist didn't understand why Guangchengzi left and came back.
"On the order of my master, Yuanshi Tianzun, I saw the Seven Killing Stars appearing in Chaoge, so I borrowed the Yuanshi Banner, the magic weapon of suppression, to help Uncle Meng. Don't worry, Uncle Meng. The demon Dao just now was killed by the poor Dao. You can't help me. So worried!"
"..."
Mengchang was speechless. Is this still possible? Do you really pretend that he didn't see anything? A beating in vain?
I saw the plain white Yuanshi Banner shining brightly, a divine light shot out, and a simple and elegant stone long sword flew out. Meng Chang took it in his hand, and held it gently, as if there was endless firepower gushing out from it, the simple and elegant long sword flew out. There are faintly gorgeous blood patterns on the sword, and the word "Yan Emperor" is written on it.
"This is the great sword of Emperor Yan. It was the sword of conquest by the third Emperor Yan. I, the Yuxu Palace, got it by luck. I will give it to Uncle Meng today. It will live up to the majesty of Emperor Yan back then."
"By the way, has Uncle Meng seen the thief's face clearly before?"
Meng Chang stroked the sword body, and vaguely seemed to feel the charm of the blending of blood. The power of the God of Fire in his body echoed the sword body, and countless magical functions of fire were transmitted from the sword body to the spiritual platform. It was really mysterious. , worthy of the title of Emperor Yan’s Great Sword.
Looking at the big sword in his hand, and then at the big banner in Guangchengzi's hand, Mengchang replied with confidence: "...I haven't seen it clearly, but Mengchang looked carefully, and his body shape is different from that of the immortal master Guangchengzi. Very far."
"Oh, it's really a pity. It's all my fault that I couldn't control the importance of holding the Yuanshi Banner at the beginning. Otherwise, I would definitely ask the people behind him to seek justice for Uncle Meng."
Adults sometimes admit that being timid is not really timid. That is called a strategic retreat, Meng Chang thought, and then watched Taoist Ran Deng give him a vague thumbs up.
Being beaten or something, young people just have to suffer a little more. If every time they eat a little bit, they can have a magic weapon and a magical weapon with amazing power. It is not impossible to be beaten.
Influenza A is prevalent recently. Fathers, please pay more attention to your health. I was infected. I have a fever and a runny nose. I still have some remaining chapters on my hands. It is impossible to stop updating. When my health is better, there will be more updates. .
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