The Monk

Chapter 83 Falling into the trap

When Song Yinglong saw him sitting down, he secretly let out a sigh of relief. Instead of fighting with him, it would be safer to talk to delay time, so he Zhiwuwuquan replied: "I heard that there are a total of thirteen Nascent Soul masters looking for you, and other high-level alchemy masters are looking for you." There are countless top-level masters. We have people from the Wuliang Sect, the Qing Sect, the Mangu Jin Family, and the eight major families of the Lu Kingdom. The Yao Family and the Tie Family have also sent experts. By the way, people from the Yue Kingdom are also participating. These days, everyone. We worked together to finally figure out the origin of Daoyou Zhang. He easily killed high-level monks several times, and his strength was astonishing. The most terrifying thing is that you are only seventeen years old, and you actually reached the stage of cultivating the elixir at the age of seventeen! Who in the world dares to look down on you? There are also people coming from Tianlei Mountain, led by a mid-stage Nascent Soul master named Tieguan Taoist, and there are also a lot of people from the Demonic Way. The most famous name on the mainland is you, fellow Taoist, Zhang Ai."

"In just six months, I have made enemies with the Jin family and the Yao family. The latest news came from the south, saying that a young master with wings was robbing people from Yunlongmen in Qiyun Mountain during the Warring States Period. Is it you? What a formidable young man! "People admire you." Song Yinglong praised, paused and continued: "Actually, it's not a big deal in detail. Only one person from the Yao family was killed, Yao Wanshi, and the others were just hired hunting teams. Monsters are sold for money, and their death has nothing to do with the Yao family; Qi Yunshan during the Warring States period is not a big deal, at least you didn't kill anyone; only the Jin family wants you to die; as for the rest of the people, hehe." Song Yinglong stopped talking.

Zhang Awei smiled bitterly: "I didn't want to offend anyone."

"Whether you think about it or not, each of the three sects you have offended is famous and powerful. Fellow Daoist Zhang really wants to be blessed. Follow me and enter the Wuliang Sect. As long as you don't leave the mountain again, no one will be able to find you. "

Hiding? Never come out for the rest of your life? Zhang Wen was noncommittal. Just as he was speaking, he used his soul to probe the magic circle. He felt that it was not difficult to break. Defense from the outside was better than defense from the inside. But why did Song Yinglong have the confidence to chat with him? Thinking about it in his mind, he asked: "What's going on in Monster Mountain?"

"Tsk, tsk, I can't underestimate you. There are two adversities in the mainland. Immortal cultivators will be restricted from entering. One is the Monster Mountain. After entering the Monster Mountain, the cultivation level is reduced and it becomes inconvenient to move, but the monsters benefit greatly and change. It must be ferocious and flexible, one waxes and wanes, an ordinary second-level monster can easily kill an early-level master of the core-formation stage, but fellow Taoist walked into the monster mountain and walked around the mountain and still ran out unscathed, no matter whether you want to admire it or not. No; the most bizarre thing is that you actually managed to escape from the claws of the lin beast with your cultivation level at the core formation stage. There were a total of six Nascent Soul masters and twelve top-level masters at the core formation stage who went into the mountain to catch you that day, but they failed to catch you. But you encountered the Lin Beast, and only three people died and three were injured before you could escape from the Monster Mountain, but you were able to enter the mountain silently, and then come out of the mountain silently." At this point, Song Yinglong looked at Zhang Ai and continued. : "I really admire you."

Earth magic! Don't the monks know how to perform magic? Zhang Ai carefully recalled what he had experienced. All the exercises he had learned since Tianlei Mountain were none of them. None of the monks he came into contact with had ever demonstrated or talked about earth techniques. He had been hunted down many times. , including when Lin Sen said that he had enmity with Hu Zheng, no one used earth skills to hunt him down.

"When you brought the monsters back to the mountain, you injured a Nascent Soul master and destroyed two flying beasts? I don't understand. Is it worth offending many people for a few low-level monsters?" Song Yinglong was a little confused: " But having said that, it’s lucky that those monsters encountered you. I heard that Lu’s medicine masters experimented with countless monsters before they developed many weird poisonous skills.”

Zhang was afraid that the more he listened, the more confused he became. He praised me so much, but he still had the time to chat with me. What on earth did he rely on? He tentatively said: "We have been talking for a while and have rested enough. I want to break the formation and leave. If Fellow Daoist Song wants to stop me, please do so." He stood up as he spoke. Song Yinglong's expression did not change, he shook his head slightly and said: "You won't leave. You like Yunyi. You have become wary of us after leaving this time. You will definitely not come back. Are you willing to never see her again? What's more, you can't leave either. Lose."

Zhang Wen was surprised by his inexplicable confidence: "Can you stop me?"

Song Yinglong smiled and said: "I couldn't do it before, but now I can." He leaned slightly towards Zhang Awei and bowed and said, "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, there is an incense in this room, which is colorless and odorless. Once triggered, it can be dispersed throughout the body by continuous inhalation for a quarter of an hour." The spiritual power will be the same as that of an ordinary person within a hundred days. In fact, it does not take a hundred days. In eighty-one days, all the blood in the body will be replaced, the old poison will leave the body, and the inner breath will naturally recover." As he spoke, he stepped aside and revealed a row of vents under his feet.

Song Yinglong just said that there was a mysterious fragrance, and Zhang Wen immediately checked his inner breath. As he said, he didn't have any spiritual power at all, and his body was empty. He said to himself: "I'm so angry, I fell into the trap again! But fortunately, it was just that the spiritual power was gone. I have nothing but spiritual power. "The overwhelming spiritual power in the Divine Tears is introduced into the body. At this moment, the medicinal power in the body is at its strongest, and the spiritual power is exhausted by the drug as soon as it enters. Zhang is afraid that he won't accept it. It depends on you. How much can be transformed. Hold your breath and draw a drop of spirit directly into your body. The spirit spirit is formed by the suppression of countless spiritual energy. The spiritual energy is abundant and powerful. After entering the body, it runs along the meridians. The drug is consumed by the spirit spirit. In the blink of an eye, three weeks of transportation have passed, and the body is no longer hindered.

Song Yunyi saw that Zhang was silent and asked him hurriedly: "Are you okay?" Then he went to ask Song Yinglong: "National Master, please give him the antidote." Song Yinglong said: "This incense is the most vicious but the least harmful. It only works on spiritual power. Unless you take the antidote first and don’t breathe, you will have to rest for a hundred days if you inhale it.”

Zhang was afraid of removing the drug from his body, so he lowered his head to look at the vent, nodded and said: "It turns out the drug is hidden in the sole of the shoe, no wonder he was standing in front of the vent." Song Yinglong made a helpless expression, but said with hidden pride: "There is no way, the three masters Uncle did not expect you to come back. The formation outside the house was actually a defensive formation. In order to avoid malicious murder by the Jin family, three uncles worked together to protect the entire palace. To be honest, I did not expect you to come back. What a passionate person." Zhang Ao chuckled and said, "You are so deceived? The Great Master of the Song Dynasty is really powerful."

"The official circles in this world have deceived me. I have learned some bad things over the years as a national master. I didn't expect to be able to use them today. They also gave me this incense. Immortal cultivators can hold their breath. If you don't breathe, this thing is useless. It’s useless. I didn’t expect Fellow Daoist Zhang to say it. If you held your breath and forced your way in, you might have left early.”

These words were so sincere that they made Zhang Wen even angrier: "Do you still remember that I gave you a pill?" Song Yinglong looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, it's hard to disobey the master's orders. For Wuliang Sect's big plan, I must do this." Something to sacrifice.”

Zhang Ai carefully calculated what he had done in the past half day. The more he calculated, the more he wanted to scold himself. It was nothing from the beginning to the end, but he was so smart that he insisted on staying and chatting. He deserved to die. He asked again: "Fellow Taoist just said that Uncle Ling wants twelve Time comes back, is this sentence true or false? "

Song Yinglong said seriously: "I never tell lies. Although I cheated just now, I just concealed it and did not confess. I am absolutely responsible for every word I said."

"Responsible?" Zhang Ain snorted and turned to talk to Song Yunyi: "If I leave, I mean if, if I leave and never come back..." He didn't know what to say next, and was thinking hard. At that time, Song Yunyi came over and stood in front of him, with two lines of clear tears streaming down his face, and sobbed: "If you don't come back, do you don't want to see me again?" Seeing her crying, Zhang Awei was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, and hurriedly said : "No, no, why don't you want to see you?"

Song Yunyi raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears: "Then why don't you come back? You, you mean you are going to die? No! I can beg the Imperial Master and beg them to let you go. You must not die!" The more he spoke, the more excited he became. , tears covered his face again. Zhang Aoi raised his hand to brush away the tears on her face and comforted softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, I won't die." Song Yunyi nodded resolutely and said: "Well, I won't cry. As long as you don't die, I will always be with you. If I am with you, I will die with you." As he spoke, he suddenly boldly grabbed the hand that was wiping her tears, and held it tightly, but the tears started to flow again.