Chapter 489： 489 Soldier Disaster Three

Chapter 489 489 Military Disaster Three

Wannv Gorge · Shengxiantai.

Zhang Rongfang came back here again, facing the mountain wind, stepping up the steps step by step.

Instead, he saw a figure in white, who was slowly moving and turning on the platform, practicing talisman.

"Why are you working so hard today?" He smiled and stepped over the last step, looking at him.

The white-clothed figure slowly closed and stopped. It was Chang Yuqing who had been here once before.

This woman has to say that no matter her appearance or temperament, she is outstanding among Zhang Rongfang. Only Zhang Zhenhai can compare with him in terms of figure and beauty.

"Teacher, Ding Yu asked me to bring you some things. While waiting for you, I will practice the basic moves you taught me before." Chang Yuqing stepped forward and bowed his head respectfully.

"What are you bringing?" Zhang Rongfang was in a good mood. As time went by, seeing his health getting closer to 300, he naturally became more and more looking forward to it.

Even my usual mood has improved.

"It's this one." Chang Yuqing walked aside and lifted a cage covered with black cloth in the corner.

The three little black pigs looked up side by side, looking at Zhang Rongfang together.

Three flowers are painted with red paint on top of the heads of the three pigs.

"Junior Brother Ding said that this is the first batch of meat pigs to be formed, so he specially selected three pigs to send here. The flowers on the heads are allegorical. I hope that the teacher will gather the three flowers on the top as soon as possible, and the five spirits will be prosperous."

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Three flowers? Zhang Rongfang looked at the flowers on the head of the black pig.

Gathering? Gathering?

He was speechless.

Since Ding Yu came back from the Wuding faction, something has been going wrong.

Now it seems that it is not an illusion.

"I will lead you to send these three pigs down, kill them and share them with everyone." He waved his hand helplessly.

"Yes." Chang Yuqing smiled lightly on his face under the veil.

"By the way, teacher, recently my disciples discovered that there is something wrong with the many immortals and Taoists in the canyon. Many of them are a little unscrupulous." Chang Yuqing reminded softly.

"This is the difference in human nature, and the demons you encounter when you set foot on the immortal road are also different." Zhang Rongfang said calmly, "Vitality is aura, it is also temptation, and it is even more demons."

"A demon?" Chang Yuqing was thoughtful.

Recently, with the passage of time, even though the time of her onset is getting closer, but when she looks at the many Taoists in the Human Immortal Temple, she loses the urgency she had before.

"If you don't understand, then go around more." Zhang Rongfang replied.

This disciple's comprehension ability is extremely high, except for his weak constitution, the rest is almost the strongest learning ability among the people he has ever met.

The Daojiao martial arts that he taught before, but now in just half a month, he has been practiced to a great extent by him, and all of them have been introduced.

This kind of comprehension is simply terrifying.

But the more so, the more cautious he is. Such a genius, once he sets foot on martial arts, he will be unstoppable like a rocket, soaring into the sky.

At that time, it will not be as easy to polish as it is now.

In the later stage of martial arts, it must involve spiritual will.

Instead of being educated by setbacks outside in the future, it is better for him to finish the preparation work as much as possible here.

"The disciple understands a little bit." Chang Yuqing nodded slightly.

"It's good to understand." Zhang Rongfang briefly asked a few questions about martial arts practice.

The answer I got was impeccable.

All doubts and difficulties are meaningless to Chang Yuqing. After a little thought on her own, she was able to pass. There are only a few empirical things that need to be added.

After giving advice to Chang Yuqing, Zhang Rongfang left Shengxiantai and walked around Yuannv Gorge, but most of the people were not there.

Of all the transformed blood descendants, only a few stayed in the canyon to practice in seclusion. The rest were all out.

Zhang Rongfang was not surprised either. If he was one of these blood-born masters, he might also take the initiative to stay away from here.

After all, none of these masters would like to stay by the side of a person who can control their own life and death anytime, anywhere.

Leaving the canyon, he headed straight towards Wushan Mansion.

Run along the official road all the way.

Halfway through the run, on the road ahead, on the snow that hadn't completely melted, a group of spiritual soldiers came slowly patrolling on horseback.

Zhang Rongfang didn't intend to meet these people, and was about to take a detour.

Suddenly, I heard this group of people chatting while patrolling.

“. You know it’s fake. It’s the same as what you say is true.”

"I saw with my own eyes that only two of the Taoist priests came out and killed a group of red scarf thugs nearby, leaving no one behind. Some people wanted to approach them from a distance to ask, but they were frightened by the **** scene and dared not go any further. One step closer." Another person explained seriously.

"I've heard about this too." The third person nodded slightly, "Recently there have been rumors that the red scarf thugs have provoked a martial arts sect that lives in the mountains and forests. The name is Renxianguan. It is said that there are a group of murderers inside. A terrifying evil cultivator who doesn't blink."

"I've also heard that they claim to be cultivators of immortals, but judging by their words and deeds, they are cruel and easy to kill, and they are said to swallow blood. What kind of immortals can such Taoists cultivate? I'm afraid they are evil immortals?"

"No matter what, the Human Immortal View has relieved a lot of pressure on us. Regardless of whether they are righteous or evil, it is a good thing after all."

"Who knows if they came out to hunt, kill and loot at will because of the chaos?"

"If that wasn't the case, where did the red scarf thugs around here go? Could it be that they were all killed by Sirius?" The person who spoke was obviously a spirit.

Among the spirits, those who believe in the Lingfei Sect often like to compare the men among the heroes of the group to Sirius, and the women to white deer.

"The above means that since the other party didn't provoke us, they ignored it. In this world, it is better to have one less thing than one more thing."

"Hey, this kind of evil sect has spread everywhere in the city. Some people even saw Taoists in the Human Immortal Temple directly sucking human blood. It's extremely evil!

That is to say, the higher authorities have not eased up now. If they wait for a while, they will definitely send troops to strangle him. "

"Speak carefully."

Hearing this, Zhang Rongfang probably knew about the spread of blood descendants.

He spread out his figure, walked around from one side, and rushed towards Wushan Mansion.

Not long after, a huge city slowly appeared at the end of the field of vision.

Just approaching, he saw the perimeter of the city, and sentry towers were set up at intervals.

Someone on the guard tower in the distance saw him approaching, and it was not surprising. After confirming that he was not wearing a red scarf, he ignored it.

Zhang Rongfang slowed down, and moved forward like an ordinary refugee.

Soon, a large number of refugees were crowded in front of the city gate.

They lined up one by one and entered the city after waiting for the inspection.

Zhang Rongfang himself also queued to the end, waiting to enter the city. At this moment, his expression changed suddenly, and he looked up to the right.

I saw a team of armored soldiers whose clothes were completely different from those of Wushan locals, and they were walking quickly through the small gate on the right side of the city gate.

In this team, one of them seems to have worshiped God, and his body is different from ordinary people.

Judging by its armor and attire, it is not the style of the Daling suzerain country.

Watching this group of people enter the city, Zhang Rongfang still waited in line for inspection like ordinary people.

Soon he entered the city relying on the token given by his sister, and he went straight to Muchi Mansion.

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In Wushan Prefecture Yamen.

At this time, a group of soldiers and warriors who had just entered the city, under the protection of dozens of spiritual troops, entered the government office proudly, scanning the group of officials who had been waiting to be greeted.

One of the leaders has a pale complexion, a beardless chin, and soft and fierce eyes.

"I am the post-envoy of the internal affairs of King Muli, Chen Yan. Now the thugs around Wushan have been wiped out by our army, and the world is clear. In return, you should show some kindness. "

He glanced at the pile of belongings placed on the open space.

"At this time, what's the use of these yellow and white things? What about food? Wushan Mansion is so big, can't even scrape together a mere 100,000 shi?"

The governor of Wushan Mansion, Yue Hanquan, took the lead with an official look of embarrassment.

"Master Messenger, it's not that I'm incompetent, it's that at this moment, I don't even have enough food and grass. If we allocate so much more, the entire Wushan Mansion will be destroyed."

"That's your business. There are so many vacant towns in the surrounding area. You can send people to search for it yourself. I just ask you, where is the food? If you don't get it together within ten days, don't blame me for being rude!"

The emissary Chen Yan threatened bluntly.

"Master Messenger, we really don't have that much food and grass. The nearby towns do have food in them, but they were all plundered by a group of folk forces around us. We didn't get any of it." Yue Hanquan explained helplessly.

"What forces are so arrogant?" The envoy Chen Yan's eyes lit up. His important task now is to get food and grass. It seems that Wushan Mansion can't force much food and grass, but the rest of the forces are different.

"It's an evil sect called Renxianguan!" Yue Hanquan hurriedly explained. "Everyone in that faction is a master of martial arts, and they are also good at eating human blood. They are extremely evil!"

The voice just fell.

A red shadow suddenly leaped down from the wall.

"Fart! A group of ordinary people, how dare to talk about my way of immortality as evil! It's ridiculous!"

The red shadow fell to the ground, revealing its true face.

It was a bald monk wearing a red cassock and a string of big white bone beads hanging around his neck.

The monk's face was full of flesh, his eyes gleamed fiercely, and he swept across the four directions, and his fierce aura continued to spread towards the surroundings.

Just the sound of its qi and blood and heart beating makes those who are closer feel like listening to a drum.

"It really didn't take much effort! Take him down and interrogate the chief envoy!" Chen Yan, the envoy of King Muli, was overjoyed immediately, waved his hand, and stood back to watch the battle.

It's just that he hasn't taken a few steps back.

Then he heard the ground explode, and a red shadow rushed towards him like a rhinoceros.

"Shameless dog! Daoist worked so hard to sweep up the red scarf thugs everywhere, but in the end you took it as a reward for your merit!? Die!"

The great monk slapped the messenger's face hard. This slap was disorderly, but the powerful speed and power of the simple super-grade internal method surpassed the cognitive reaction of everyone present.

Boom!

After a loud explosion, the envoy of King Muli lost his head on the spot and fell backwards.

The expressions of the masters in the rest of the emissary team changed wildly. They recognized the gold content of this palm, and they didn't dare to stop them. They scattered like birds and fled for their lives.

But before they ran far, the main generals were chased by the monk.

One palm at a time is like killing a chicken. Blood splattered everywhere.

"A bunch of scumbags! How dare you disrespect me!" The monk finally slapped a young general of King Muli who led the team to death, shook off the blood on his hand, and looked at the other Wushan officials who were cowering and terrified. .

(end of this chapter)