Comprehension Recovery Evolution

Chapter 23 Prohibition
Zhang Yang suddenly felt cold all over his body after running for a long time, subconsciously looked around, stopped immediately, and left in the opposite direction.

He was wearing a heavy treasure. Those young monks, those monks of the Donghua Sword Sect who had practiced skills, looked at him eagerly like a heavy treasure dropper. Zhang Yang immediately led to the place that no one knew, kill them and seize the treasure, and then hurry up!
Fortunately, when he came out this time, Zhang Yang was dressed in treasures, including hair crowns, forehead protectors, and visors on his head, which just covered his specific appearance. He hurriedly put away all his treasures, only a combat belt with eight pockets was left on his body.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yang withdrew his hand intending to put away the talisman.

Take the talisman with you, and you can defend yourself in case of an accident.

Nodding his head, Zhang Yang turned around and was about to leave when suddenly there was a blur in front of him.

The old man in black from the Heavenly Sword Sect stood in front of Zhang Yang with a sneer on his face before, and said proudly: "It's not in vain for me to stare at you for a long time, boy, do you consciously catch you without a fight, or let the old man beat you half to death, and then obediently offer you the treasure ?”

Zhang Yang yelled in his heart: "1 second invincible!"

Quickly touched the talisman bag on the back of his waist!
"Haha! Although the old man didn't break through that level, he achieved the Golden Core Realm, which is two realms higher than yours. This little trick...Huh?"

But the old man in black stretched out his hands and grabbed Zhang Yang. He thought that Zhang Yang would never run away, but just as he was about to catch Zhang Yang, he was bounced with an inexplicable force, separating him. Fly a step away!

The old man in black looked around suspiciously, and yelled angrily as if he was facing an enemy: "Who is a master! Why don't you come out and see!"

At this time, Zhang Yang had already pinched a talisman, and said in a cold sweat: "Senior, do you consciously catch him without a fight, or let the junior beat you half to death, and then obediently go back to the sect with the junior?"

"Haha! You're an ant-like guy, do you just rely on the piece of paper in your hand?" The old man in black laughed angrily when he heard this: "I have a half-step golden elixir, and with your strength before the Qi refining stage, I can't move you at all. What can you do to win over me?"

Zhang Yang was also uncertain about the effect of the talisman in his hand, although this talisman had an attribute description in his mind:
High-grade restraint talisman: A small restraint spell can be cast on any monk below the Nascent Soul realm, sealing it for at least one day so that it cannot move.For use on the same person, wait three days before applying again.

"Huh? Kid, do you think this old man..." While speaking, the talisman in Zhang Yang's hand was activated and burned, and a white light hit him right in the middle. Dazed and shocked, his eyes finally fixed on Zhang Yang.

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes!
Zhang Yang let out a long breath on purpose, deliberately raised his eyebrows at the old man in black triumphantly, murmured triumphantly to himself, and forcibly threw the pot away: "Oh, senior Chen Dong really has no plans to spare, he has already figured it out, old man The swordsman will definitely stare at me, and specially prepared a body-fixing talisman for me, tsk tsk, senior, don't look at me like that, I'm just here to protect myself, just take you back to the sect or something, the night wind is very cold, you It's okay to suffer from him for a day and a night! The younger generation will retire first!"

Before leaving, Zhang Yang deliberately covered his mouth and looked at the black-clothed old man with a sideways smile.

The eyes of the old man in black spewed fire, and he seemed to have lost his heart after eating Zhang Yang on the spot.

"Wait!" Zhang Yang, who had walked about 100 meters, suddenly turned back and looked at the old man in black who was staring at him: "It's hard to justify not making up for such a precious amulet."

Zhang Yang went around to the side of the old man in black, saw the slender black narrow sword hanging on his waist, and said nasally with satisfaction: "Well, this sword looks good."

He also purposely poked his head in front of the old man in black to see the look in his eyes: a look of anger.

"Yeah!" Zhang Yang nodded deliberately to anger him: "Seeing that the senior cares so much, the junior is relieved. This sword, the junior has taken it away! No need to give it away!"

Zhang Yang put the sheath in, cut off the lanyard of the old man's favorite sword in black, and ran away with the sword in his arms!
Before running two steps, Zhang Yang turned back with the sword in his arms and threw the sword in front of the old man in black: "Why is the broken sword so heavy? I don't want it anymore!"

After speaking, Zhang Yang purposely whistled and ran away.

Neither Zhang Yang nor the old man in black knew.

At a low altitude three miles away, everything that happened before was reflected in the eyes of six people.

The head teacher of the Donghua Sword Sect, Xing Donglai, the nun in pink, Taoist Chen Dong, Mu Yunluo, and the Patriarch of Jindan in white sat cross-legged on a flying carpet that was three feet long and wide.

Five eyes focused on Fairy Yunluo's face, with strange eyes.

Fairy Yunluo looked as usual, but when she looked around at Taoist Chen Dong, she suddenly became angry.

Taoist Chen Dong hurriedly retracted his gaze, coughed and coughed twice and said, "Kid, it's okay to be naughty. I think I, Chen Dong, was more mischievous than him in my early years."

Xingdonglai lowered his eyes and said: "That's what you said, take away the cultivator's favorite sword, and return it like a broken sword..."

"There is me." "There is me."

Fairy Yunluo glared at Taoist Chen angrily.

The other Jindan Patriarchs present all glanced at each other with smiles, but no one spoke first.

After a while, head teacher Jue Tianji coughed and said, "Hmm! Cough cough cough! Alright, the meeting will continue!"

Zhang Yang stopped after walking a long way away, rubbing his chin and thinking: "This is too bad. The old man in black will be well-bred if he doesn't show a good face when we meet next time. But who wants him to stare at me?" Damn, if you want to grab the treasure, of course there will be accidents."

Looking up at the night, the crescent moon slipped a lot. Zhang Yang calculated the sky color: "It's almost 1 o'clock, let's go back."

Taking advantage of the darkness, Zhang Yang returned home without a word, and fell asleep on the bed.

ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz...

Waking up the next day and regaining consciousness, Zhang Yang found that he had been soaked in boiling water, so he jumped out quickly, carefully observed the color of the boiling water in the medicine jar, and only returned to it after confirming that it was correct. He scratched his head blankly: "How to do it?" Arrived? What a miracle."

After finishing the routine soaking in the vat, Zhang Yang, taking advantage of his refreshment in the morning, took out the Qi Refining Art and read it carefully several times. The knowledge points in his mind flashed one by one as he flipped through them, and even picked out a few for him. The omissions were written down one by one if he was satisfied, and the memorization was burned. Zhang Yang felt that after the self-study was over, he changed into clothes that did not smell like medicine, and went out.

As soon as you go out, there is a festive atmosphere. Within the male cultivator's residence, every ten feet, you can see a young monk from the main sect of Donghua Sword Sect handing out gifts with a smile on his face. Every male cultivator in the male cultivator area After receiving the gifts, they all returned them with smiles, and when they came out of the house, even their eyes became firmer.

No one would object to making a lot of money for nothing.

Zhang Yang cheered up and joined the queue to receive gifts.

(End of this chapter)