The Taoist ancestor is Cthulhu

Zheng Zetian calmed down for a while. He had lost his cultivation tonight, but fortunately he still had time. He couldn't go to Xuxingtian to worship the moon, so he should go to other Zuntian Motai Sujie dojo.

So he left the fortress alone and found an altar in the nearby mountains that was opened by the monks of Mozhu Mountain. It contained a clay sculpture of the God of Thunder and the Demon Lord.

However, at this moment, a flying knife flew out of the forest silently and slashed straight at Zheng Zetian's neck!

A black lotus suddenly bloomed on Zheng Zetian's neck. When he was struck by the flying knife, it made a soft tinkling sound and flicked the flying knife into the shade of the tree.

It came so quickly...

Zheng Zetian jumped out almost instantly, the green grass thunder wrapped around his body, and he rushed into the forest. At the same time, he raised his hand and shot out a bolt of lightning, bang! De hit the flying knife, the blade shook violently, and a muffled groan came from the shadow on the other side.

Zheng Zetian immediately turned his hand and swept out a thunder whip, crackling and sweeping across it, interrupting a large area of ​​vegetation, and at the same time turned around and chased the opponent.

The monk hiding in the secret was also caught off guard. He never expected that a Lei cultivator would take action so quickly! He clearly made a sneak attack first, but before he could figure out the second trick, he actually threw three or four moves at him, forcing himself to a point where he couldn't advance or retreat!

However, this monk was also surprisingly decisive, but when he saw that he couldn't win a single move, he ran away immediately, leaving Zheng Zetian no chance to get entangled.

Just hearing a huff, the man flew up like an owl, dodged the attack range of the thunder whip, jumped left and right on the tree trunk a few times, then said goodbye, and turned into a ray of white light, escaping away to the horizon. , and soon disappeared from the range of Zheng Zetian’s spiritual consciousness.

Zheng Zetian did not pursue him forcefully. He also saw clearly in this short encounter that this person had rich experience in sneak attacks. He was obviously at the level of Nascent Soul and had an advantage in strength. However, he retreated so decisively. He was afraid that the soldiers who knew Mozhushan would There might be some back-up or trap nearby, deliberately luring him into the bait.

And he is still bald, so he probably came here for Taoist clothes.

Although it was dark and I couldn't see clearly, the bald man who attacked him was probably the long-faced monk from the Luo sect who came to get the Taoist robes.

Zheng Zetian is not in a hurry to pursue him. Anyway, Guixu Dao Yi is in his hands, and the other party will take action again sooner or later.

In fact, if the other party is willing to talk nicely and spend some money to return the clothes to him, it is not impossible, but if you behead him, even if you are an old brother of Luo Jiao, you have to clean up a layer of skin.

Anyway, after being disturbed for a while, Zheng Zetian was also on guard against another counterattack, so he had no choice but to move to another place to worship the moon. However, he never expected that he had just made another Heavenly Demon, and suddenly his consciousness fluctuated, as if someone was trying to Use Qinggong to step on the leaves!

Zheng Zetian immediately put together a batch of Guixu Taoist robes and hid them in the dark.

Sure enough, after a while, another bald man jumped out of the forest! Nascent Soul Realm!

Hi! How dare you come back! If you wear black leather, I won't recognize you, right? You're having sex with me, right?

Zheng Zetian was not used to it. He raised his hand and struck thunder, bang! In response, he hit the bald man on the chest. He was beaten so hard that he fell on his back. The clothes on his upper body were blown to pieces. His chest was charred black and red, and all his chest hair was burned off.

"Ah——! My grandma Cao Ni! What son of a bitch plotted against me!"

Not dead? Oh, I went to change into immortal clothes. That's not what Luo teaches.

Zheng Zetian made a seal with his hands and muttered silently, and the bald man got up. He had already turned his hands and struck out with thunder. The rampant branches of the power grid swept across, like millipedes, trying to catch the bald head in the power grid.

"Fuck your grandma so hard!"

The bald man was shocked and immediately flew into the air. He opened his mouth and spit out a flying knife, heading straight for the starting point of the thunderous explosion.

But Zheng Zetian had already stepped aside at the moment of thunder, and was waiting for him here!

Sure enough, the knife came over and cut a three-foot-deep path on the ground. The knife's power was exhausted, and before it could fly back, he threw the heart-washing bracelet, locking the flying knife firmly and falling to the ground.

Then Zheng Zetian grabbed the flying knife and wiped away his consciousness.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the bald head, and his head turned red.

"Grandma Vozhini's bastard! You stole my treasure! Come back! Give me back my treasure!"

Probably out of anger, he raised his bald head to the sky and howled loudly. His figure swelled under the moonlight and turned into a giant ape with a length of forty feet! He raised his hand and beat it, his arms flew up, he smashed the mountain into the ground, broke the peak and broke the rocks, and immediately blew up a large area of ​​​​the forest.

Zheng Zetian couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it.

Huh? It seems... not quite right? Isn’t this Mo Shan’s method of transformation?

It's not that Coach Luo can't practice, but isn't this person sneaking in to commit murder and steal things? He dared to become such a big monster and cause trouble here, was he afraid that others would not be able to detect him?

"Get out of here! Get out of here, you bitch!"

The giant ape was still making a fuss by lifting the floor, but he didn't know that Zheng Zetian had already put on Taoist robes and retreated far away.

And his howling and filial piety really attracted everyone from Mozhu Mountain.

"Haha! Finally there is game! The demon is... Huh? Brother Yuan? Brother Yuan, what are you doing?"

From a distance, I saw Li Shisheng, who transformed into three heads and six arms under the moonlight. He held a spear in one hand, a bow in another hand, and in the other hand, his palms became like wings, and he suddenly flew over to slay the demon.

But when I took a closer look, I saw that they were acquaintances, so I had to shake my shoulders, pull back my head, and ask.

When the giant ape saw him, he also lost his magic and transformed back into human form, but he was a rough man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. There were two streaks of blood streaming from his nose. He burst out crying, rushed over and hugged Li Shisheng.

"Shisheng! Shisheng! There is a bastard who plotted against me! He even snatched my knife! He also wiped out all my consciousness! Wow! My knife! What will I do if my knife can never be found again! Wow! "

"It's okay, it's okay! Brother Yuan, it's okay, just buy another one."

The man cried louder and louder,

"What a buy! What a buy! My knife is a relic left by the master! I can never get it back, so why should I have the face to see the master! Wow! Master!"

Zheng Zetian sweated and looked at the knife in his hand... Eh, eh? ? Isn't this knife his?

Well, it's not his, it's a hidden weapon used by Luo Yin when he was young. After all, it's not a treasure, and he later gave it to his brothers for use. Master? Why is this guy also his disciple? Impossible. Are there any of his disciples who are so weak? ?

But the problem is that he used to play with hidden weapons, and he didn't pursue killing with one knife. He made not a hundred but eighty of these small flying knives. They may have been scattered casually, or they may have been confiscated after killing someone. I don't know at all. Who is this 'Master'...

Soon other soldiers arrived, and from afar they saw Li Shisheng and a bald man hugging each other and crying. The two strong men hugged each other and howled. The scene was really scary.

Zheng Zetian took the opportunity to collect the cassock, pretended to have just arrived, and approached him to ask who the monk was.

"Oh, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net is not a monk, that is the peak guarding master of Tianmen Peak, Yuan Tianxiao and Yuan Zhenren."

Guarded by a peak in Mozhu Mountain? Not the same person?

Zheng Zetian looked around again, and indeed he didn't see the bald man's face covered with beards, no moles, and not very long. He might have made a mistake.

But this Immortal Clothes and this flying knife...couldn't they really be his disciples or something...

But it is indeed possible. Zheng Zetian never thought that after so many years of siege by the three major sects, there would still be people who could escape, and it seemed that there were quite a few.

So Zheng Zetian rolled his eyes, leaned forward and asked,

"This real person has lost his magic weapon? But I don't know what kind of flying knife it is. Please help me find it."

"Yes, it's a flying knife, what kind of thing, probably this long..."

Zheng Zetian, "Could it be a lancet, as thin as paper, as bright as silver, seven inches long and half a finger wide?"

Yuan Tianxiao suddenly threw Li Shisheng out of his arms, jumped over and grabbed Zheng Zetian's shoulders.

"Yes! How do you know! Did your kid take it? Who are you!"

Although the knife was in his sleeve, Zheng Zetian couldn't tell. What a coincidence, I just picked it up over there.

Fortunately, Li Shisheng interrupted,

"Brother, this little brother is Zheng Zetian, a great disciple. Don't scare him."

Unexpectedly, the man named Yuan immediately changed his attitude after hearing this. He quickly let go of his hand and carefully smoothed Zheng Zetian's clothes.

"Dayou's disciple? You are your own person! Don't mind, kid! I, Yuan Tianxiao, am just a rough guy. It's all my fault. Don't be offended! Go on! Did you see something just now? Think about it carefully. It's slow to think about it. Speak slowly! I won't rush you!"

It’s so convenient to have the blessing of Master’s connections...

"Yes, I'm telling you, Master, I was practicing worshiping the moon just now, but I saw a man running away with a sword. It seems that you threw the flying sword."