The Monk

Chapter 365 Long Silence

There are only four Nascent Soul cultivators out of more than 300 monks, and the rest are all below the level of pill formation, which is nothing to fear for Zhang Awei. Since you don't want to live, I will help you.

With a compassionate heart, Bu Kong quickly carried back the injured people and asked Zhang Weifang for life pills to heal their injuries. After they recover, call all the villagers to gather together to protect them and leave.

Zhang was afraid of killing people in a surprise attack, which shocked all the cultivators, and he moved so quickly. Five monks walked out of the crowd, and one of them said angrily: "If you dare to kill my fellow monks, I will not take your life, but let me go back to the mountain gate. How do you explain it?" As he spoke, he showed his magic weapon and attacked Zhang Wen.

Zhang Ain said coldly: "You don't have to explain anything, because you can't go back." He shot a talisman with his backhand, and a huge explosion forced the five people back. Someone's cultivation level was too low and he couldn't react in time to dodge, and his life was actually taken away by a spell.

At this time, Song Yunyi came over with piglets and kittens in her arms. She was worried that Zhang would suffer a loss, so she brought two little guys to help. Fang Jian frowned and said, "What are you doing here?" When he came, he asked Song Yunyi and Cheng Xi'er to take care of the girls. Song Yunyi said: "You Xi'er, it's okay."

There were only four Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side. Zhang Ai did not hesitate to release more than a hundred divine snakes to surround them. Considering that his cultivation at this time was still no match for the little snake, he did not believe that these three hundred people could cause harm to the little snake.

Just then, a disciple of the Qing sect noticed something was wrong and asked Fang Jian, "What's going on?" Fang Jian ignored him and took a few steps back to make room. The disciple was alert and followed quickly. Then I heard the swishing sound behind me, followed by screams, screams, and whines. The disciple looked back and was stunned. More than 300 people fell into pieces in an instant. Even the four Yuanying monks could not escape. Everyone had a big hole in their forehead or chest bleeding outwards, and some were still twitching. Moaning, and beside them were a group of white demon snakes with fierce eyes. It took just a few steps to turn back, but more than 300 people fell to the ground, and the moaning gradually stopped.

The disciple's voice trembled: "Are they all dead?"

No one answered his question. Zhang was afraid of attracting the little snake, so he asked Zhang Tianfang to collect the loot, and said to the Qing disciples: "Tell me, what's going on?"

The question was asked in a vague manner, making it difficult for people to understand, but in order to save his life, the disciple of the Qing sect explained in detail how and why he came here. Zhang was afraid that he would be sad after hearing this. After all, these innocent villagers died because of him! If it wasn't for the random sprinkling of wood spirits on a whim, why would it have attracted countless greedy people to cause trouble to the villagers?

Full of murderous intentions turned into full of self-blame, and the other party gradually spoke softly: "It's up to you to kill my former classmate." After saying this, he walked away lonely, not even paying attention to Song Yunyi. Song Yunyi noticed that he was in a bad mood and followed him quietly.

A total of thirteen disciples from the Qing sect came, and only he survived. He told Zhang Ai that the purpose of the thirteen of them coming here was to search for the Jiao Jing and the secrets of the two missing spiritual places. Fang Jian asked more eloquently: "Who did you hear to say that there are dragon spirits and spiritual lands here?"

The disciple replied: "The order from above said that there is a dragon spirit in Ninghe River, let us look for it."

Fang Jian heard something strange. There was a lot of buzz about the disappearance of the spiritual land. Many people knew about it, but few people knew about the Ninghe Jiao Jing. When Zhang Ain came back and introduced his itinerary, he said that the four sects of the Demon Sect and the Yuling Sect fought for the Jiao Jing, causing both sides to suffer losses, and each returned to the mountain sect to cultivate in hiding. Later, three bastards tried to catch the dragon spirit and accumulated water, which was the main reason for the appearance of the two spiritual places. Except for these people, no one knew about the existence of the dragon spirit. Cultivators are greedy and selfish. They grab treasures when they can and won't tell others if they can't get them. But the senior officials of the Qing sect know about the Jiao Jing? This is interesting, how did they know?

Fang Jian was really smart enough. He sorted out all the clues with a quick thought and asked, "Has any master from the Qing sect died recently?"

"I heard that a certain senior uncle from Sancai Sword Formation died. I didn't see it, so I don't know whether it's true or not. However, a few days ago, some senior brothers from Shangqing Pavilion brought a corpse back. A junior brother told me that he saw it with his own eyes. I think it's true. "In order to survive, this guy knew everything.

Fang Jian smiled softly upon hearing this, "Clear the door, clear the door, what should I do to you?"

He came from the Qing sect and knew that Shangqing Pavilion was where the elite disciples of the sect were located. He had also heard the names of the three uncles of the Three Talents Sword Formation of Heaven and Earth. The Qing sect became the largest sect in the Song Dynasty with its sword formations. There were nine masters in charge of the three sword formations. One was the Liangyi Sword Formation of the anti-brothers Han Zheng and Han who had been dead for many years, and the other was the Four Elephants Sword Formation. Formation, the other one is the Sancai Sword Formation.

Zhang Ping said that the trouble was caused by three bastards, and described in detail their clothing and magical weapons, which were similar to those of Qing disciples. Reconnecting to what was said at this time, who could it be if they weren't the three people in the Sancai Sword Formation?

Fang Jian let out a long sigh and said to the Qing sect disciple: "You go." The Qing sect disciple couldn't believe it: "You let me go?" Fang Jian nodded lightly and said: "There is no spiritual land here, don't come again. ." The disciple was overjoyed, clasped his fists and turned around to leave quickly.

Zhang Tianfang came over with a lot of storage bags and asked, "Why did you let him go?"

"If you don't want to leave, why don't you invite me to dinner?" Fang Jian felt annoyed when he thought of the house cleaning act.

"Did you take gunpowder?" Zhang Tianfang tilted his head and looked at Fang Jian.

Fang Jian didn't answer and sighed secretly: "Qingmen, the Qingmen who raised me are all greedy and villainous people."

There were more than three hundred storage bags, and it took a while to count them. Zhang Tianfang had no patience to fiddle with the contents inside, so he dug out an empty storage bag, put all the bags in, threw it to Fang Jian and said, "Here you go, then. What to do with the pile of corpses?”

After staying with Zhang Zhen for a long time, his horizons naturally became higher. Fang Jian threw the bag back: "No, throw the body into the river to feed the fish."

"It's far away from the river!" Zhang Tianfang shouted, and threw the bag back to Fang Jian: "Take it back to the girls."

"You take your time." Fang Jian walked back with the storage bag.

Zhang Tianfang looked around and muttered: "What a fart." He pushed his palm into the wind, swept the body into the collapsed hole, dug some loess to cover it, clapped his hands, and returned home.

When he got home, he saw the girls rummaging through the storage bags. He was about to say a few words to praise him for his hard work, but he saw a group of girls surrounding him and yelling: "What kind of crap is this? Pretending to be filled with dirt to deceive people?"

"Dirt?" Zhang Tianfang didn't understand.

At this time, Zhang Ain walked into the yard and said, "The soil dug out by those monks will cause the ground to sink."

Zhang Tianda was furious: "If you had told me earlier, I would dig up soil and bury people elsewhere!"

Zhang Wen ignored him and talked to the girls: "I want to give up twenty houses, including those on the west side. Go back and clean up."

Knowing that it was to be given to the suffering villagers, the girls responded crisply, picked up their things, and threw the storage bags on the ground. Zhang Wei stretched his sleeves to put them away, and dumped them in the open space outside the courtyard. A pile of elixirs, a pile of materials, a pile of spirit stones, and then all the things were packed, leaving only a high mountain of earth. It was so tall and big that Zhang was afraid to stand at the foot of the mountain without saying a word for a long time.