White sand beach.
The immortal cultivators from Xuanzhi Mountain looked nervous. Zhang Fulong saw the fear on their faces and said with a smile, "You don't have to be afraid, the poor Taoist will not harm you."
The juniors in Xuanzhishan retreated unconsciously. They all thought that Zhang Fulong was an unfathomable power, and they were as silent as a cicada, not daring to say a word.
The atmosphere on the river beach is very strange.
The dark gaze of the old man in black robe fell on Zhang Fulong. After just one glance, he lost interest. Then he looked at Ziyue aside. There were fluctuations in his ancient and unwavering eyes, and an old voice sounded, "Little girl, May I have your name?"
Ziyue was a little uneasy.
She hid behind Zhang Fulong.
Zhang Fulong held his head high and said proudly, "She is my apprentice, Ziyue."
The old man in black robe looked at Zhang Fulong again, with confusion in his eyes. Is it a coincidence that a mediocre mortal could teach a disciple with excellent bones?
Seeing the confused look in the black-robed old man's eyes, Zhang Fulong assumed the posture of a master and asked, "Do you want to go to the Dragon and Tiger Temple?"
Hear the words.
The juniors in Xuanzhishan looked at each other in confusion. They thought their actions were exposed and looked nervous.
The old man in black robe didn't know what kind of medicine Zhang Fulong was selling in his gourd. He nodded slightly, "Yes, we are preparing to go to Longhu Temple. Are you really the owner of the temple?"
"Replace it if it's fake!"
Zhang Fulong saw them resting here and guessed that they might have come from afar. Now that Longhu Temple couldn't go back in a short time, he had to find a way to trick them.
Then go out and get out of the limelight.
"I think your face is ashen and your eyes are dull. This is a sign that the end is coming."
Zhang Fulong said nonsense seriously.
Ziyue felt that the master was right. The old man in black robe opposite looked lifeless and scary.
The juniors around him looked shocked. This was the third elder of Xuanzhi Mountain, a strong Nascent Soul man. If nothing unexpected happened, he could still live for a long time.
The black-robed old man's eyes narrowed to a slit. After repeated observations, he was sure that the Zhang Fulong in front of him was a deceitful Taoist priest, and he was definitely not the master of the Dragon and Tiger Temple.
"Can I still be saved?"
The old man in black robe had amusement in his eyes.
Zhang Fulong took out a piece of talisman from his sleeve and said seriously: "Fortunately, you met a poor man. For only one hundred taels, this talisman can help you avoid death."
"oh."
The old man in black robe stretched out his hand.
The talisman broke free from Zhang Fulong's control.
Zhang Fulong watched the talisman fly into the hands of the old man in black robes. His eyes widened and his face instantly turned pale. He understood that these people in front of him were all immortal cultivators.
A fake Taoist priest meets a true immortal cultivator.
Zhang Fulong's scalp felt numb.
Ziyue had already guessed that they were immortal cultivators.
The juniors in Xuanzhishan looked at the talisman and wondered whether it was true or false. The old man in black robe glanced at them and said, "A bunch of idiots, do you really think this talisman is useful?"
As he spoke, the old man in black robe tore the talisman in his hand into pieces, leaving the juniors in Xuanzhishan at a loss.
Ziyue frowned, he dared to tear up Master's talisman, "Master, don't worry about his life or death, let's go!"
"good."
Zhang Fulong came to his senses.
They turned and left the river beach.
"Wait a minute."
The old man in black robe said coldly.
Zhang Fulong and Zi Yue didn't look back, they continued walking forward.
"Get 'em!"
The old man in black robe said coldly.
The juniors did not dare to disobey the third elder's order, so they had no choice but to rush forward.
There were eight Xuanzhishan disciples in total. They jumped several feet and came close in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Fulong knew he couldn't escape, so he simply turned around and stopped the Xuanzhishan disciple, "Ziyue, run away quickly."
"ah?"
Ziyue froze on the spot, why did she run away? Could it be that Master couldn't defeat these immortal cultivators?
"What are you still dawdling about?"
The old man in black robe urged.
A Xuanzhishan disciple mustered up his courage. He waved his palm forward with all his strength and shouted: "Cloud-Repelling Palm!"
A looming handprint was shot, Zhang Fulong was hit, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably. Ziyue watched the master fly into the woods, this scene seemed familiar.
Bang!
Smoke and dust rose in the woods.
The Xuanzhishan disciple who had just taken action laughed loudly, "Hahaha, it turns out that this is the master of Longhu Temple."
The other Xuanzhishan disciples were no longer afraid. They looked at the weak and helpless Ziyue and did not take her seriously. "Little girl, just follow us!"
Everyone approached Ziyue.
Ziyue took out a talisman from her sleeve and said with a serious face: "Don't come over here, or I will use the talisman to deal with you."
"Hahaha."
The disciples of Xuanzhishan were amused.
A young man stepped forward and said contemptuously: "Little girl, you want to scare us with a piece of paper?"
Ziyue was forced to use the talisman. She clasped her hands together and the talisman was clamped in her palms. Her eyes were firm and she said: "Leifa!"
Several disciples of Xuanzhishan were still laughing.
The old man in black robe not far away suddenly frowned. He sensed a dangerous aura and quickly reminded, "Be careful!"
The talisman paper turned into golden light and burned, and the talisman patterns on it were imprinted on Ziyue's palm. She squatted down, her palm fell to the ground, and a clear shout rang out.
"Thunder!"
At this time, Xuanzhishan's disciples sensed the danger. Some rushed towards Ziyue, trying to stop her from using the talisman, while others ran backwards, trying to get out of the talisman's attack range.
Golden lines spread on the ground, and then thunder fell from the sky. The three Xuanzhi Mountain disciples who rushed towards Ziyue were shattered into pieces in the thunder. Even the fleeing Xuanzhi Mountain disciples were shrouded in thunder. They didn't even utter a cry. They were on the spot. Torn apart.
The black-robed old man's face was filled with lightning falling from the sky. He flicked his sleeves and said in a cold voice: "Disperse!"
The lightning dissipated, and the sleeves of the old man in black robe disappeared, and his skinny arm could be seen. The dark arm was obviously shaking.
The black-robed old man's eyes were gloomy. These disciples were all the elites of Xuanzhi Mountain. All of them had been damaged. Even if he was an elder, he would be held accountable when he returned to Xuanzhi Mountain.
"I'm looking down on you. You're of a lowly level, but you can still use talismans. Who taught you?"
The old man in black robe walked towards Ziyue.
"Sorry!"
"I did not do it on purpose!"
Ziyue didn't know that the talisman given by her senior brother was so powerful that it could easily kill many disciples in Xuanzhi Mountain. She didn't want to kill them, she just didn't want to be captured.
The old man in black robe appeared in front of Ziyue instantly.
Ziyue sensed the danger and put her hands into her sleeves, but her body was imprisoned by an invisible force and she was frozen in place, unable to use the talisman given by her senior brother.
The old man in black robe had a strange smile on his face, "Little girl, as long as you are willing to be my disciple, I will spare you and teach you the real method of cultivating immortals."
"impossible."
Ziyue said firmly with eyes.
"Then don't blame me for being cruel."
The old man in black robes had murderous intent in his eyes. Such a young man with excellent bones must not be left to other forces.
It was a lie to say that she was not afraid. Ziyue closed her eyes. Even if she died, she would not betray Longhu Guan.
Many pictures flashed through Ziyue's mind, including family members and senior brothers, with a smile on her lips.
The old man in black robe raised his withered palm. At this moment, there was a noise in the woods. Zhang Fulong looked embarrassed and staggered out of the woods.
Zhang Fulong's deep eyes were dim, and his voice was hoarse: "I'll give you a chance to escape, get out!"
The sound was like the whisper of death.
The hairs on the black-robed old man's body stood up unconsciously. He had not experienced this sense of crisis for a long time. He stared at Zhang Fulong and could see through his flesh and blood. He found that he still had no spiritual power in his body. He even had several fractures on his body and his internal organs were all broken. The problem is just standing here.
"Master!"
Ziyue was overjoyed.
She knew that Master would not be defeated.
The black-robed old man smiled crookedly, "If I were scared away by you today, wouldn't it be a joke in the world of immortality?"
