The Monk

Chapter 586 Burial Place

Zhang Awei knew clearly in his heart that this was White Mouse doing favors. He respected Hu Ping, so he didn't make things difficult for him. However, there was hatred between each other, and they always had to find a reason to let him go. This is the weird thinking of the strong.

He let go of Fu Ling's left hand, took out a white suit, a very precious robe made from the skin of the young Shen Fu Snake, walked two steps forward and handed it to the white mouse. The white mouse only took one look, shook his head and said: "This one won't work, just the ordinary one, this one will work." He pulled the green cloth around his waist and spoke.

Zhang was afraid that he wanted to persuade him again, but the white mouse said sternly: "That's all." He had to put away the white clothes, changed out two sets of ordinary clothes and handed them over. The white mouse took them and softened his expression: "Not bad, not bad, good, good, good." , for the sake of clothes, I won’t embarrass you this time, just go ahead.”

Zhang Ping said solemnly: "Thank you!" He held hands and obeyed the order, and walked towards the depths of the grassland.

I went to Yuanshan twice before, once for two months and once for a month. Hu Ping took care of me, and no monsters dared to attack me along the way. This time, there was no tiger to scare the beasts, and the meaty Fu Ling turned into the sweetest food, attracting piles of ferocious monsters.

After walking for more than a mile, grass blades were flying in front of them, and four ferocious wolves came sprinting towards them, one meter tall, with exposed fangs and fierce eyes. They knew that Zhang was afraid of being difficult to deal with, so they separated three of them to attack him, and another one bit Fu Ling.

Zhang Ai shook Fu Ling's back with his left hand and shouted: "Hold it." Then he handed the body to his left hand, took out the Fushen Sword with his right hand and slashed at the four wolves with one sword, one sword, four vertically. All the ferocious wolves that jumped up died, their heads dropped like balls, and their bodies fell to the ground with a roar.

After the sword strike, Zhang Ai clearly knew that he was much more powerful than before. He immediately stepped forward with confidence, and when he passed four wolf corpses, he tapped the tip of the sword four times, picked out the demon wolf's inner elixir, and put it away. Keep making strides.

As he walked, he asked Fu Ling: "Are you afraid?" Fu Ling shook his head, remembering that Zhang was afraid that he could not see, and added: "Not afraid."

Zhang Ping said: "Hold me tight, I will fight all the way into Yuanshan." Fu Ling said: "Okay!" Zhang Ping was still worried, took out a snake whip, tied him tightly behind his back, and covered him with a five-element cloth Only a small head is exposed from the robe. Fu Ling said: "It's okay, I'm not afraid."

This road is full of killings, endless killings. Under the temptation of Ten Thousand Years Grass Spirit's order, countless monsters rushed forward one after another without fear of death. After the four wolves came a group of wolves, after the group of wolves came two bears, and after the two bears came a ferocious lion. After killing the ferocious lion, they were surrounded by tigers.

All the monsters in front of the tiger group were wiped out by Zhang Ai. With Hu Ping's cultivation, killing these monsters was not a problem, but when facing the tiger group, he flinched a little.

It was also a tiger, maybe a relative of Hu Ping. Although Hu Ping wouldn't care about this, Zhang was afraid that he would care, so he put away his sword and ran around, wanting to let the tigers go. But the problem was that the tigers refused to let him go. There were seven tigers in total, and they pounced on him one by one. They ran faster than Zhang Wen and bit him with their mouths wide open.

It wasn't that Zhang was afraid that he wouldn't be able to outrun the tiger. He was afraid of outrunning the tiger because he was afraid that the tiger's body would be damaged if he moved too much. If that happened, even killing ten thousand tigers wouldn't help.

But the tigers were chasing after him, so he had no choice but to kill the tigers. The seven tigers were just seven swords, so he killed them easily, put away the inner elixir and moved on as usual. Then another monster attacked.

The bloody storm was just like this, killing until he couldn't bear to kill anymore. The road he walked was littered with blood and corpses. It looked very scary, but it still couldn't stop the greed of the monsters.

Zhang Zhi felt a little depressed. He had already killed thousands of monsters in just one day. The road ahead would be long. Do he have to keep killing them? Thinking of the big wild boar again, what should I do if such a scary guy appears?

As soon as he suppressed it, his mood swings stimulated Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul baby released its hands, and the golden elixir in its arms fell downwards, turning into a little tiger. Despite his small size, his appearance was very ferocious. He raised his head and let out a roar, and the shrill roar resounded in Zhang Wen's mind, inspiring him to shout loudly, but what he shouted was not human words, but a tiger's roar, and the sound was loud enough to shake the sky. It spread like wildfire, scaring many timid and weak monsters into fleeing.

The tiger roared for a long time, and the louder the roar became, the smoother the Qi veins became. The power in Hu Ping's soul was completely stimulated. It took a quarter of an hour for the roar to gradually stop. At this time, all the monsters within a hundred miles had fled, leaving only the stunned Zhang Ai and Fu Ling.

Only when Hu Ping's power is perfectly integrated with his own strength can he truly realize how powerful Hu Ping is. At this time, his power has exceeded the limit of the top level, but he knows that he is far from Hu Ping's opponent. What he has refined is only the power in the tiger soul. There is still a lot of power sealed in the bones and sealed in the inner elixir of the brain that cannot be obtained. While feeling emotional, I silently said to Big Tiger in my heart: "Thank you."

At this time, someone behind him said: "I'm deaf." Fu Ling covered his ears and frowned. Zhang Ai hurriedly turned around and asked, "Deaf? What should I do?" Fu Ling pouted and said, "I'm not a human being, how could I be deaf? But why are you shouting so loudly?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wen felt relieved and said with a smile: "Let's go to Yuanshan."

After this shout, his confidence doubled and he moved forward quickly.

The breath of the big tiger is effective. After he shouted that sound, the breath of the tiger beast naturally merged with his own Qi. With a little movement, the Qi spread out and enveloped the surroundings, scaring thousands of monsters. No longer daring to get close, we soon reached Yuanshan.

I have been here twice before, and Fu Ling grew up here again. I came to the Ganoderma lucidum forest as if I knew the way. The tall Ganoderma lucidum covered the whole place. Looking around, I saw red, white, and pink Ganoderma lucidum of various colors, and the spiritual energy was overwhelming.

He walked to and stopped in front of the three skeletons. This was the farthest he came from before. Putting down the order, he gently put down the corpse of Hu Ping, and bowed respectfully to the three jade bones. He bowed to them one by one and said, "I'm sorry, senior, please don't blame me."

Then he picked up the dead body of the tiger and walked forward lightly. He couldn't bear to go forward because there were no roads. Except for the small path from where he came, Ganoderma lucidum grew all over the place. It grew all the way to where he wanted to go, the small piece of flat land in the Ganoderma lucidum forest.

There were three white, seemingly transparent animal bones placed in a square shape on the flat open space. Each skeleton had a large inner elixir in its head, which was the essence of their thousands of years of practice.

Zhang Ai lowered his head to find his way. It was very strange in the Valley of Refining Gods. Even monsters and cultivators could not fly, unless you were a bird, unless you were a Nascent Soul. Zhang was afraid that he would not be able to fly and could not bear to step on the Ganoderma lucidum, so he had to use light body kung fu to fly lightly.