The Monk

Chapter 331: Prepare to fight

Zhang was afraid that he would not believe in evil, so he sat and waited for a day in Yinhuang Mountain, but he still ended up disappointed. The anger in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. Is it easy to decide to take revenge? Not even a guide. Get up and fly away, letting go of all your consciousness, looking for the unlucky guy as you fly.

There are always unlucky people in this world. A foundation-building monk stepped on his magic sword and flew north in a hurry. He looked evil and did not look like a good person. Zhang Wein suddenly appeared in front of him, startling his boss. When he saw Zhang Wein flying in the air, he knew that his cultivation must be above his own. He bowed first and then clasped his fists in greeting: "Gui Sect disciple Guo Wuneng pays homage to my senior."

Guo Wuneng was ugly and thin. He didn't want to look at him at first glance. Zhang Wen wanted to beat him first before asking questions, but after hearing what he said, he smiled instead: "Well, that's a good name."

Guo Wuneng was very humble and replied respectfully: "All the masters and uncles in my family say so, and they praise me for my name."

This guy was not only ugly but also stupid, and he couldn't say anything nice. Zhang Ain had always flaunted his kindness, so he was naturally embarrassed to bully an ugly, stupid and incompetent person, so he ordered: "Take me to Hehuan Gate."

Guo Wuneng was stunned and asked carefully: "Senior, do you mean to go to Hehuanmen now?"

"What? That's not possible?" Zhang Ain asked with a serious face.

"It's not impossible, the sect wants us to rush to Ninghe immediately. This is the disciple, this is the junior, this clone is incompetent, and the teacher's orders must not be violated." Guo Wuneng wrote for a long time, barely expressing his meaning.

Zhang Ain looked at him coldly: "If you don't take me to Hehuanmen, I will kill you."

Guo Wuneng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and stammered: "This, that, it's useless for the senior to kill the junior. Naturally, if the disciple dies, he can't go to Hehuanmen, but he can't go to Ninghe either. Well, can we wait until the disciple has gone to Ning?" When He comes back, he will take senior to Hehuanmen."

This idiot was quite loyal. Zhang Ain asked, "Have you been to Tianlei Mountain?"

Guo Wuneng did not answer immediately. He peeked at Zhang Wei's expression and asked hesitantly: "Senior, why do you ask this?"

Looking at the beauty? This guy didn't look like a fool. He looked carefully and showed a hint of shrewdness in his evil demeanor. Zhang Ain asked, "How old are you?"

"This junior is twenty-seven, a mid-level disciple of the Ghost Sect's Foundation Establishment."

Who dares to say that such a person is a fool when he reaches the intermediate level of foundation building under the age of thirty? Zhang Ain asked with a cold face: "What did you say your name was just now?"

Guo Wuneng remained respectful: "My junior name is Guo Wuneng."

Zhang was afraid that he wanted to kick him, and his unclear words would cause others to misunderstand him. The trace of compassion in his heart disappeared, and he said coldly: "One last question, have you been to Tianlei Mountain? Do you want to take me to Hehuan Gate?"

The coldness seemed to pierce into Guo Wuneng's body, and he replied tremblingly: "Junior, junior has never been to Tianlei Mountain; but why did senior go to Hehuan Gate? There is no one at Hehuan Gate." While answering, he looked nervously at Zhang's fearful expression. I didn't see the furious rage I imagined, and I felt relieved, knowing that I had chosen the right answer.

Not only is Guo Wuneng not stupid, he is also very smart. When interacting with people, he always deliberately describes Wu as non-existent and deceives others to relax their vigilance. When Zhang Ping asked him if he had been to Tianlei Mountain, he guessed that the person in front of him was the recently famous disciple of Tianlei Mountain, so he naturally knew how to speak.

Zhang Awei frowned slightly: "There is no one at Hehuan Gate? Where have they gone?"

Guo Wuneng did not dare to joke with his life and answered honestly: "They should all be in Ninghe."

"Ning He? Where are you? What are you doing there?"

"Go all the way to the west. There is a big river near the border of Song Dynasty, which is Ninghe. The younger generation went to Ninghe under the order of the sect master. The disciples above the foundation-building stage of the four holy sects must rush to Ninghe immediately after receiving the order. Anyone who violates will be killed. . And asked to be ready for battle. The enemy is Yulingmen of Song Dynasty. "Guo Wuneng simply knew everything.

"Are you going to fight? Why?" Zhang Ping knew about the Yuling Sect. At first, two ignorant disciples wanted to buy three big dogs, but he refused. The Yuling Sect was one of the three major sects in the Song Dynasty. Qing Sect, Wuliang Sect, followed by Ling Yu Sect, the disciples all have beast control, and they can use it in fighting and training, it is quite a weird sect.

"I don't know why the fight happened, but I guess it has something to do with Jiao Jing."

"What is the Jiao Jing?" There are more and more things involved, and Zhang is afraid that there will be more and more questions.

"It is rumored that there is a thousand-year-old dragon spirit in Ninghe. The dragon spirit accumulates a dragon pill in ten years. The dragon pill has great tonic properties and is helpful in forming babies and transforming into gods. I think this is why the fight started."

This guy was too frank, and the honest Zhang was embarrassed to have a bad eye on him. Thinking of all the cultivators in Yinhuang Mountain disappearing in one day, he nodded and said: "When the treasure is born, it should attract people's greed, but it will cause trouble for Jiao Dan." The war is too exaggerated.”

Guo Wuneng lowered his head and said, "I don't know this junior."

In fact, he knew very few facts. The main reason why the sect leaders ordered to summon disciples to Ninghe was because the Yinluo Mansion was destroyed. Yin Luo Mansion, one of the four major demon sects, was destroyed, and the other three sects, Hehuan Sect, Ghost Sect, and Shura Sect, would of course go to war. In particular, the Yuling Sect suffered numerous casualties due to the great battle, and its vitality was severely damaged. Of course, the three gates must take the opportunity to show off their power.

Before the Yinluo Mansion was destroyed, the leader of the Yuling Sect and the new leader of the Hehuan Sect both died in a battle. The cause of all this is the Jiao Dan in the Ning River.

The new leader of Hehuan Sect died in battle, and the forces within the sect were reshuffled. The disciples of Hehuan Sect chose to take sides, so they abandoned Yinhuang Mountain and rushed to Ninghe. No matter how good something is, it must have a life to hold it. There is no fool in a cultivator. He knows what should be done and what should not be done, and what should be done first and then done.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't know this, but with the war coming soon, there would be no one in the Hehuan Sect, and it would be useless to go there. He actually wanted to go to Ninghe to kill people, but the underlying local concept in his heart made him unable to bear to go when the four major demon sects were unanimously against foreign enemies. If you want to cause trouble, even if you want to take revenge, you have to wait until the fight is over; and since the Demon Sect is an enemy, it is impossible to help, so I don't know where to go for a while.

Seeing that he was silent, Guo Wu Neng asked in a low voice: "I wonder if the senior has any other instructions? This disciple has to rush to Ninghe."

Zhang looked at him out of boredom and waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Guo Wu was able to choose his life, so of course he ran away and quickly disappeared from sight with his flying sword. Zhang was afraid of falling to the ground and was in a daze, thinking to himself, wouldn't it be boring for these people to fight around all day?

He has no worries about food and drink, and other people's greed becomes a joke in his eyes.

I wanted to let the carriage go, but the donkey I had just bought was given away, and it was a bit unassuming to pull the carriage with four majestic and arrogant dogs, so I had no choice but to take the carriage and drive away casually.

The scenery here is good. Leaving the Yinhuang Mountains, there is a wilderness with green wheat seedlings dancing in the wind. In the distance is a large river. There are boats swimming on the river. Zhang Wen wandered to the river and saw the clear river water. He somehow thought of this place. The young woman and the refugees I met two days ago are also water. The water here can nourish people, but the water there roars and takes countless lives. Looking at it, I feel a little crazy.