Beiyin Great Sage

A few days later.

Nameless Valley.

A phantom shuttled through the mountains and forests, as fast as a powerful arrow, but strangely silent. It just flashed and appeared two feet away.

Not long after.

The shadow fell on a rock. He looked around and looked towards a pool in front of him.

The waterhole is located in the corner of the valley.

Not big,

The pond is so deep that it is difficult to see the bottom.

"Uh-huh!"

"Swish!"

The figure landed on the edge of the pool. He looked around and saw that there was nothing strange around him. He took a deep breath, held his breath, and plunged into the pool.

"Plop!"

However, the pool of water, which is several meters square, is bottomless. A person falling into it will only make some waves and then disappear.

Time passes slowly.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Peng!"

The pool of water exploded, and a figure jumped out of it, flipped a few somersaults and landed lightly on the ground, showing off his exquisite body skills.

The pool water soaked the clothes, revealing the person's exquisite figure.

Bai Fengyue!

At this time, she was holding a box covered with moss in her hands, her face was filled with excitement, and she hurriedly opened the lid of the box regardless of her embarrassment.

"clatter……"

As the lid of the box opened, a golden light poured out.

The golden light was soft and had a strange and seductive power. Even though her Taoist mind was stable, she actually seemed to be addicted at first sight.

not good!

"Snapped!"

His face turned pale, Bai Fengyue hurriedly closed the lid of the box, eyes closed and brows furrowed.

After a while, Fang broke away from the temptation.

When she opened her eyes, her delicate body tensed up instantly. She subconsciously hid the box behind her and looked at the person opposite with a surprised look on her face.

"Elder Zhang."

"Um."

On the rocks opposite, an old man with a delicate appearance in Taoist robes stood with his hands behind his hands. He nodded slightly and said:

"Feng Yue, you are indeed the saint chosen by the leader. The mark of the Holy Buddha has been lost for so many years, but you have actually found it."

"Thank you, elder." Bai Fengyue lowered her beautiful eyes:

"It's just about doing things with all your heart."

"What a dedicated person!" Elder Zhang clapped his hands with appreciation:

"If everyone in this religion has this ambition, there is no need to worry about failure in achieving great things. However, the Holy Buddha's Seal is very important. It is not safe for you to hold it. You should leave it to me for safekeeping."

As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand.

"No need."

Bai Fengyue stepped back and said:

"Junior has already given instructions. He will hurry up and return to the main altar later. With a few hall masters accompanying him, everything will be fine."

"Senior, there is no need to worry."

"otherwise."

Elder Zhang shook his head:

"The Holy Buddha's Seal was lost in the hands of the previous leader. It's even more worrying if you hold it. It's better to leave it to me. Both of us feel at ease."

"..." Bai Fengyue narrowed her beautiful eyes. Seeing the other party pressing closer, she suddenly said:

"Elder Zhang, were you also involved in the loss of the Holy Buddha's seal? What is the origin of this thing? Why don't you tell me?"

"Nonsense." Elder Zhang's expression changed and he pounced:

"Give me the stuff!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Bai Fengyue hummed, her body flashing like a ghost, and she actually escaped from the opponent's evil claws that had been famous for many years.

"Um?"

Elder Zhang’s eyes flashed:

"Good body skills, good Qinggong, I didn't expect you girl to be hidden deep enough. I'm afraid your cultivation is not far away from the attainment of true energy, right?"

"At such an age..."

His cheeks twitched and his eyes darkened:

"It's no worse than the leader back then!"

Looking at the whole world, there are only a handful of people in their early twenties who have achieved great success, and every one of them is a leader who can achieve innate talent in the future.

"Luckily." Bai Fengyue said calmly:

"Senior, are you relieved now?"

"No." Elder Zhang lowered his eyebrows:

"High cultivation does not mean strong strength. Let me, an old guy, teach the saint today to avoid falling into the hands of others in the future."

"Take the move!"

It was said to be a pointer, but when he struck, his claws were sharp and ferocious, and he wanted to take someone's life with every move, and he had no intention of showing any mercy.

"Anyone with the surname Zhang knows there's something wrong with you!"

Bai Fengyue dodged and retreated crazily. There was not much panic on his face, but disdain:

"You knew I came here from Qiu Yatou, right? You've already guessed that she has something wrong. It seems that's the case. It's a shame that I trust her so much."

"So what." Elder Zhang said aggressively:

"Leave your stuff behind!"

"snort!"

Bai Fengyue waved her hand lightly, used the force to fly back, and shouted:

"Zhang, I think you are really confused. Since I knew there was something wrong with Qiu Yatou, why didn't I make some preparations?"

"Everyone, come out!"

Before she finished speaking, several figures had already emerged from the forest in sequence.

One of them looked handsome, standing with a sword and nodding:

"Liu Mengyan of the Lin family has met Senior Ghost Claw Zhang!"

"Wen Shanjing of the Qingzhu Gang, you're polite." Wen Shanjing, the deputy leader of the Qingzhu Gang, appeared not far away holding a gold and silver abacus and clasped his hands in the distance.

"Lin family, Lin Pan'er."

One person carries an iron sword on his back and walks out slowly:

"Zhang, we meet again!"

"Lin Pan'er!"

Elder Zhang froze. How could he not realize what happened now? He had fallen into the trap set by the other party.

However, the person who came was beyond his expectation, and he couldn't help but see anger in his eyes:

"Bai Fengyue, you actually colluded with the Lin family?"

"There's no collusion." Bai Fengyue shrugged:

"It's just mutual use. If you, senior, have the lives of the Lin family in your hands, even senior Pan'er would be willing to take action."

"You..." Elder Zhang's voice faltered, and he suddenly stretched out more than ten claws. Although Bai Fengyue was forced to retreat continuously, he could not completely rush past.

And at this time.

The other three were already approaching, especially Lin Pan'er, whose sword was already unsheathed behind her back.

"ah!"

Elder Zhang looked up to the sky and roared angrily, turned around and rushed towards Wen Shanjing.

Among the four, Lin Pan'er is the strongest. Even if he fights alone, he is not sure that he can win. Bai Fengyue's position will be difficult to break through in a short time.

Only Liu Mengyan and Wen Shanjing are left.

He and Liu Mengyan had fought against each other a few days ago. This man had excellent swordsmanship and was also proficient in one sword technique. The combination of swords and swords was extremely difficult to defeat.

Although Wen Shanjing is the young leader of the Qingzhu Gang, he should be the weakest among the four.

"Ah……"

Facing the rushing Elder Zhang, Wen Shanjing's expression remained unchanged, he drank softly, and at the same time he flicked his fingers, and the abacus beads shot out with lightning.

"Swish!"

"boom!"

Dou Da's flames exploded in the air, with a huge impact that was even worse than a full-strength blow from a person who had achieved great success in Qi.

The beads bounced and the explosions kept coming.

"Thunderbolt!"

Elder Zhang frantically used his body skills and dodged continuously. Although he avoided the sharp edge, he had to retreat frequently and was trapped again.

"The man named Zhang, please die!"

Lin Pan'er drew out her sword with a clang, and the iron sword spanned across it, causing Elder Zhang to stagnate.

distance.

Zhou Yi stood on the treetop and shook his head slightly when he saw this.

The man named Zhang is dead!

No wonder Bai Fengyue wanted to place the transaction place here, and even told herself to hide the golden Buddha. It turned out that he had other intentions.

Ah……

"Witch!"

Shaking his head, he turned and swept back.

Compared to a few days ago, his movement seemed to have changed a bit, showing a little lightness when running forward and no longer so bulky.

This is certainly due to the newly learned method.

Wind Control Technique: Getting Started (1/100)

There are big problems with the Qinggong body method that Bai Fengyue came up with. Not only is it difficult to get started, but almost no one has actually mastered it.

As for why?

She didn't know very well either.

But what she said is true. The level of this Qinggong body method is astonishing.

Even with the Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt, Zhou Yi had never spent so long in the entry-level stage, and one experience point was so terrifying!

Just getting started, even if you have a 'golden finger', will probably take several years, and it will become more and more difficult in the future.

The benefits are not obvious either.

The Wind Control Technique does not have many specific movements. It only affects the speed of the body, making the movement lighter and more convenient than before.

For this reason, Bai Fengyue also practices this method.

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"Twenty-five years old!"

As the cold wind hit, Zhou Yi shrank down and walked out of a noodle shop. He looked at the jumping numbers on the subtitles and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"time flies."

Dazzling.

It has been nearly ten years since he came to this world.

Time changes.

Even Kunshan City has changed after experiencing a catastrophe. The only thing that hasn't changed is that he is still alone.

Alone and as lonely as ever.

Looking up at the sky, dark clouds cover the scorching sun, and the low, heavy clouds herald the heavy downpour that will come soon.

"Why!"

He lowered his head and sighed, ordered a braised egg from the stall next door, thinking it was to celebrate his birthday, and wandered towards the end of the street.

Shortly after.

Zhou Yi, wearing a black robe, appeared in the city prison.

"senior."

Prison leader Lao Huang held a lantern and bowed forward, saying as he walked:

"During this period, a group of bandits came. They did all kinds of evil. They intercepted and killed many merchants, even their children."

"They all deserve to be killed!"

He has an angry look on his face and is full of righteousness. People who don't know better may think that he is a gentleman.

"snort."

Under the black robe, Zhou Yi snorted softly and his voice was hoarse:

"Old Huang, we are acquaintances now. We don't need to introduce you so much. How much money does each person have?"

"Hehe..." Old Huang smiled and lowered his voice:

"Senior, there are many people here this time, so the missing three or five people is not very obvious. The price is easy to talk about. How about twenty-two people?"

"Twenty taels." Zhou Yi sighed:

"It used to be thirty taels, but this time it only costs twenty taels?"

"That..." Lao Huang raised his head and spoke cautiously:

"To be honest, Mr. Hong lowered the price on his own initiative. He has an enemy who appeared in the city recently and wants to ask Senior to take action."

"Thirty taels, maybe." Zhou Yi said slowly:

"Or let him come to see me in person."

"...Yes." Old Huang lowered his head, not daring to express his opinion at all.

Over the past two years, the other party had taken dozens of people from prison, and it was said that they were used to practice some kind of evil skill. The rumors spread widely.

Not that no one wanted to catch his attention.

But...

Even a master who cultivated Zhenqi never returned. Gradually, everyone in the prison who knew about this person kept silent.

Even if someone sees it, they will find excuses to cover it up.

Gradually.

Rumors spread about a mysterious man in Kunshan City Prison.