longevity road trip

"Go up and sit for a while, I have something I want to ask you." Zhang Shiping's tone softened, and he looked at him with an extremely calm expression, but it was no less than a thunderstorm on dry land when it reached Mo Gu's ears.

Zhang Shiping's face was calm, and his tone was not angry at all, but the words he said were cold to Mo Gu's ears, and a chill gradually radiated from his body.

Zhang Shiping locked the energy around him, and he didn't dare to move around. He clearly felt that Zhang Shiping's mana was far beyond his own. In Gu's eyes, Zhang Shiping's magic power was much stronger than that of the Foundation Establishment Stage monk he had seen before.

Some foundation-building cultivators were eager for success, and did not work steadily to secure the foundation. Compared with some cultivators of the same rank, their mana was naturally half a point short.

Mo Gu clearly felt Zhang Shiping's chill. He was startled, unwilling to sit still, his whole body erupted with mana, subconsciously just about to take out the magic weapon in his hand from the storage bag, when Zhang Shiping erupted. As soon as the momentum hit, the majestic spiritual pressure contained in it directly made Mo Gu back, and fell on the stairs without any resistance.

Zhang Shiping's gaze was like a sword, the monk in front of the sixth level of qi training dared to do these little tricks in front of him, obviously he didn't take him seriously, he couldn't help feeling a little angry.

But in order to be able to understand the news of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, soul searching is not a panacea. There are many kinds of secret arts in the world of cultivating immortals, which can plant restrictions in the sea of ​​consciousness of monks. When encountering soul searching or enchantment, it will take effect. The soul of the cultivator who planted the ban was scattered, so that the other party could not find out any news.

However, as long as a person is alive, there will be more or less ways to break those secret prohibition methods.If there is indeed any important news, Zhang Shiping will make another plan.

So he didn't kill him directly, Zhang Shiping snorted coldly at Mo Gu, stretched out his hand and flashed, several brown vines grew from the stairs, tied Mo Gu firmly, Zhang Shiping bent down, stretched out his hand, and stretched out his hand, Take that gray storage bag off.

Like an earthworm, Mo Gu struggled and wriggled, as if he wanted to salute Zhang Shiping, bent his body, begged for mercy constantly, and almost burst into tears.

At that time, the foundation-building cultivator in Fang City was not targeting him, but it was a little bit affected. At that time, he naively thought that if he met the foundation-building cultivator, then with the means he recorded in the ancient book in the ancient cultivator's cave, there would be a chance Bajiu was able to escape, maybe there is still a chance, and he can kill by leapfrogging as a low-level monk.

It was only now that Mo Gu realized that the horrors of the Foundation Establishment cultivators far exceeded his imagination as a low-level cultivator, and it was definitely not something that low-rank cultivators like them could compete with by relying on some small means.

Mo Gu was crying, and he didn't know how he provoked this senior. A thought flashed in his mind, could it be because of the concept of longevity?

For the mere sake of a few mortals, is it necessary for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to take action?Mo Gu suddenly thought, could it be that among the children he sent to the Temple of Longevity, there were members of this senior's tribe, Mo Gu felt bitter in his heart, wouldn't he be so unlucky?

After Zhang Shiping put away the storage bag, he tapped this monk Ge Yi several times in a row, and placed a restraint on him, confining the mana in his dantian. After he was done, Zhang Shiping released the man Brown vines on body.

Mo Gu quickly got up, thanking Zhang Shiping for his kindness of not killing him excitedly, and didn't mention a word about Zhang Shiping taking his storage bag.

Seeing that Zhang Shiping was planning to go upstairs, he quickly led the way for Zhang Shiping, and the two went up to the sixth floor one after the other.

Mrs. Li, who was meditating on the sixth floor, heard the howling downstairs, and opened his eyes impatiently. The majesty of being the Minister of Yu for more than ten years exuded, and he frowned and said in a deep voice: "Go and see the downstairs." What happened?"

After hearing Mrs. Li's order, two well-dressed men came out from behind the screen. One of them had a square face, and the other had a scar at the corner of his eye. They looked completely different, but the expressions on their faces, that This look, as if carved out of a mold.

These are the dead men trained by the Li Mansion, and they are loyal. Any important person in the Li Mansion will be accompanied by a few dead men whether openly or secretly.

After the two accepted the order, according to the previous training, the square-faced monk stood by Mrs. Li's side, and the dead man with the scar at the corner of his eye went downstairs to investigate.

Seeing Zhang Shiping and Mo Gu, the man felt the coldness on Zhang Shiping's body, and just wanted to speak to remind the upstairs that Zhang Shiping had unknowingly cast an ice cone talisman in front of him, a light blue ice cone with a cold light, In a flash, before the dead man could make a sound, his throat was pierced by the ice pick, and even his spine was directly broken by the ice pick.

Chapter 78

The light blue ice cone was glowing with cold air, and the body of the ice cone was covered with traces of blood, which was condensed into blocks by the cold air before it hit the ground.

Zhang Shiping walked sideways by the dead man, and took a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing from the man's hand, and the man fell down slowly, with his eyes still open, with a 'bang' sound.

This sudden incident alarmed the people on the sixth floor, and three people came out from nowhere, together with the square-faced dead man in front, the four of them protected Mrs. Li together.

Old Master Li looked at Zhang Shiping with a cicada-winged knife in his hand, followed by Mo Gu with a helpless face, the two came over, and he asked in a low voice, "Friend Mo, what is going on?"

"Li Daoyou, this..." Mo Gu didn't know what to say, worried about Zhang Shiping, struggled for a few breaths, looked at Zhang Shiping's back, and closed his mouth again.

Zhang Shiping looked at the old man in front of him, then turned his head to look at the monk behind him, with a strange expression on his face, "You call him Fellow Daoist Mo?"

Just now, Zhang Shiping has checked with his divine sense, and there is only this monk Ge Yi behind him in this immortal building, and the others are all ordinary people, including a few people with strong martial arts, and some boys who have no strength to restrain chickens In Zhang Shiping's eyes, the old man in front of him is just an ordinary mortal.

Could it be that this person is also a monk, his breath is so well concealed, Zhang Shiping

A flash of light flashed in Zhang Shiping's eyes, and a small purple-black crystal sword shot out from his sleeve abruptly in his hand. Hit well.

The four dead soldiers guarding in front of Mrs. Li saw only a flash of black light in their eyes. Before their bodies could move, the flashing Luo Jun sword passed through Mrs. Li in an instant.Luo Junjian turned around, turned around, and passed through the four dead men by the way. He had practiced the hard qi technique for decades, and was lightly pierced like paper in front of the magic weapon of the immortal cultivator.

Luo Junjian flew back to Zhang Shiping. Zhang Shiping's thick soil and purple gold shield in front of him was already protecting his chest, moving back and forth at the vital points. The old man Li didn't even have time to let out a scream. With a click, his head fell to the ground and rolled After a few laps, a fountain of blood spurted out, spraying hot air on the roof, walls and the ground.

Zhang Shiping looked at the dead Mrs. Li with surprise in his eyes. He thought this man was a well-hidden monk, and even he couldn't find out in advance.

He also thought that this old man was also a monk, and he had also practiced a very advanced technique of restraining Qi, or else he was a high-ranking monk whose magic power far surpassed his own.

But I have already called the door, how can I hope that the two sides will live in peace.In this case, without further ado, Zhang Shiping planned to make an early move.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Zhang Shiping's eyes were a bit weird, looking at the dead old man Li, he was really a mortal, why did he call the qi cultivator behind him fellow daoist?He has lived for more than thirty years, but he has never seen such a situation.

No matter in the Zhang family or in the Zhengyang sect, mortals and monks are always in two circles. If they have a good relationship, at most they get along well in private.

The monk Ge Yi behind him had swollen eye sockets. He didn't care whether Zhang Shiping was a foundation-builder or not, and he didn't care that his mana had been imprisoned. When he saw the old man Li being killed by Zhang Shiping's flying sword, he punched Zhang Shiping like crazy. Zhang Shiping's back.

Without the blessing of mana, Mo Gu's movements were as slow as a snail in Zhang Shiping's eyes. The light black aura shield of Zhang Shiping's thick purple gold shield emerged to block this harmless punch.

Mo Gu seemed to be dazzled by the anger, he hammered several punches on the aura shield, and wailed, Zhang Shiping turned to look at him, wondering why a monk would lose his reason for mortals.

One's surname is Li, the other's surname is Mo, and there is no blood relationship between the two, but Mo Gu, a monk at the sixth level of Qi training, can actually attack himself in the foundation stage for a mortal, he really is not afraid of death.

Zhang Shiping cast a spell, and the vines bound Mo Gu, he struggled for a long time before he woke up, with a look of fear in his eyes, cold sweat and shock.But when he saw the old man Li whose body was two parts apart, a sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Why, are you awake?" Zhang Shiping sat on the futon, looking at this Cultivator Mo in front of him.

Zhang Shiping apologized in his heart for his mistake in judgment and killing the old man Li by mistake.But since this person was able to instruct that Cultivator Mo to send a dozen boys and girls to the Temple of Longevity, the contact point of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, this Old Master Li is not a good person.

Mo Xiushi lay motionless on the ground. After a while, he saw Zhang Shiping sitting cross-legged on the futon, and did not take his life. He asked, "I don't know why the senior asked the junior for a qi training like me. Cultivators should not be in the eyes of seniors, right?"

"I came all the way from the Temple of Longevity to look for you, naturally because of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect."

Zhang Shiping followed all the way here, first of all to see where this monk Mo wanted to go, and to see if he had contact with other monks of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

Secondly, he didn't want to startle the snake and startle those people in the Temple of Longevity.After all, Zhang Shiping couldn't guarantee that he could get what he wanted from fellow Daoist Mo, so he always left a clue that he could continue to investigate.

Mo Gu looked puzzled, and thought of something again, feeling sore in his heart, with an indescribable regret.

Because in the past few years, Mrs. Li has been exchanging pills with that feminine man for at least one month and at most three months. There are no three hundred or five hundred boys and girls who have been sent to the Temple of Longevity. I want to collect so many People, even a local family like the Li family is not an easy task.

Li's mansion has already stretched out its tentacles very long, so that it can collect so many virgins without alarming others.The people he sent to the Temple of Longevity this time were bought from the Fufeng dental shop in Qingyuan City. They had official certificates, the procedures were complete, and everything was reasonable and legal. Of course, the people who went to the dental shop to buy slaves did not have half a dime with the Li family. The relationship is just a foreign businessman, and no one can find out about Li's mansion.

That's why he transported people directly from Qingyuan City to the Temple of Longevity this time, and now there are still several places where virgins are hiding in Tianzhuang Village near Qingyuan City.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Gu also understood the origin of that feminine man and the audience member of longevity, it should be the Ten Thousand Blood Sect that the foundation-building cultivator said.

"It seems that you know something?" Zhang Shiping saw the constantly changing expression on Mo Gu's face, from doubt to regret, and then bitterness.

"Even if it's to track down the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, why did senior kill the master?" Mo Gu didn't directly answer Zhang Shiping's question. Now that he is in Zhang Shiping's hands, he has something to do with the Ten Thousand Blood Sect that needs virgins. I'm afraid it's doomed.

Life and death depend on other people's thoughts, Mo Gu watched Zhang Shiping attack coldly, and he would not let go of mere mortals, so if he wants to kill himself, he should not hold back even half of it.

But people want to survive, since Zhang Shiping saved Mo Gu's life for questioning, Mo Gu is very clear about this.

"He killed so many innocent people indirectly or directly, so he should have expected such retribution." The conversation between old master Li and Mo Gu on the roof of the Star Observation Tower had long been understood by Zhang Shiping.

Out of caution, Zhang Shiping shot and killed mortals, a bit uncomfortable.It's not that monks can't kill mortals, it's just that Zhang Shiping doesn't need it.But Zhang Shiping has already made a move, the matter is a foregone conclusion, it is useless to think too much.

"That's right, that's right." Mo Gu suddenly raised most of his body on the ground and lay down on the ground weakly, with a lonely expression.

Zhang Shiping frowned and said in a cold voice: "Don't delay the time, you can still have a good time if you say it earlier, otherwise don't force me to use the soul search technique."

It is rumored in the world of cultivating immortals that if a person's soul is disabled, he will be insane when reborn in the next life.Zhang Shiping doesn't know if the reincarnation is true, but there are some things that are better believed than not believed.

Mo Gu has obviously heard of the method of high-ranking monks' soul-searching technique, "If I tell what I know, can senior promise to let me reincarnate?"

Zhang Shiping thought for a while, looked at Mo Gu and nodded, Zhang Shiping had seen people's souls turn into ghosts after death, and others dissipated in the world, or really went to reincarnation, Zhang Shiping didn't know, and didn't care.

He has not lived enough in this life, and he doesn't care whether there is an afterlife or not. Zhang Shiping has read the theory of reincarnation in the afterlife in some miscellaneous notes in the Zongmen Sutra Library, and he heard that it was spread from the distant West Desert.

Seeing Zhang Shiping nodding, Mo Gu couldn't ask Zhang Shiping to make any more guarantees at this time. After telling everything he knew in detail, he looked at Zhang Shiping as if he was a mermaid, and he could only hope for Zhang Shiping Able to keep promises.

Chapter 79 Nanping Mountain

Zhang Shiping kept his promise, released Mo Gu's living soul, and then wiped out the traces. After delaying for some time, he set fire to the sixth floor of the Star Observation Building, then walked down quickly, and placed several human-head-sized hot spots between each floor. Fireball, the fire spread all of a sudden.

"Go to the water!"

"Go to the water!"

"Come on someone."

"The old man is still upstairs, come quickly, come quickly."

A fire broke out in the Immortal Courtyard in Li's Mansion on Lianfang Street, and the fire in the Observatory of Stars, as soon as the servants in the courtyard found out, it had already become a prairie fire.

The clansmen in the mansion were as flustered as ants. In the Banished Immortal Courtyard, when a few loyal servants found that the Star Observation Building was on fire, they immediately rushed into the fire without even thinking about it. The thick smoke forced them to retreat, but there were still two people who rushed straight up, but they were choked by the billowing smoke and fell to the ground within a few steps, and were buried in the fire.

The raging fire burned the six-storey wooden and stone building in a moment, and it collapsed.

Outside Lianfang Street, Zhang Shiping walked towards the Huaiyue River. Pedestrians stopped on the street to look around, watching the fireworks billowing in Li's mansion, and pointing. After Zhang Shiping squeezed through the crowd, the road became much wider.

Qingyuan City is very large, and there are several incidents of this kind of water leakage throughout the year. Just like the year before last, a courtyard in the city caught fire, and half the street was burned. Fortunately, the rescue was timely, otherwise more than half the street would have been burned. up.

Zhang Shiping walked out of Lianfang Street and walked towards the Huaiyue River. There is a place called Liuxudu in the Huaiyue River, which is the favorite place of that feminine man.

I learned from Cultivator Mo that this qi-training cultivator of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect in Qingyuan City, although he is at the seventh level of qi-training, but because he wandered around the fireworks all the year round, after almost ten years, his body was weak and his body was weak. It's already half useless.

Huaiyue River, green water and clear waves, on both sides of the embankment, there are women who are pulling the water to wash clothes. The wooden sticks are beating the clothes. .

The houses with white walls and black tiles radiate the sweet smell of wine. There are many more restaurants and inns nearby than other places in the city. Zhang Shiping has already seen many people, young and old, sitting in the restaurant while walking on the street. While drinking a small wine, he pointed out Jiangshan.

The houses and the green grass on the bank were reflected in the green waves of the Huaiyue River. Zhang Shiping looked at several flower boats docked on the bank, and a woman in light clothes stopped gracefully at the bow.

Several flower boats passing by in the river moved slowly, and the ripples rippling disturbed the paintings of white walls and black tiles in the water.

Among them, a three-story flower boat is the most conspicuous. The boatman is shaking the oars on the pole at the back. On the third floor, there is a fair-faced young man wearing white clothes with his skirt half open. It is Zhou Nan, a feminine man who had a drink with Mrs. Li and the others. .

Next to him was a charming red dress woman named Gan Tang, who gently helped him tie his shirt behind him.

As the boat sailed in the river, the river became more and more open, and there were more and more weeping willows on both sides.

If it is in the season when the catkins are flying, the spring breeze here, the catkins all over the sky are like white snow, the singing and dancing, the silk and bamboo are misty, and the Yiyi willows, there is a special taste, attracting literati and poets, lingering.

"My lord, it's very windy outside." Gan Tang, a woman in a red dress, whispered softly, with a bit of sweetness and love in her tone.

It's just that how much of it is true and how much is false, others have no way of knowing.

The bitterness and helplessness of the prostitute who runs this business is not enough for outsiders to understand.However, there are also people who are used to this prosperous life, have entered this industry since childhood, and have no other means of earning a living.

While there is still a good time, drunk and dreaming, if you can live a day, it will be counted as a day, and if you can live a year, it will be counted as a year.

It's nothing more than drinking with Mr. Li today, and lying in Mr. Chen's arms in the Ming Dynasty, playing silk and bamboo, and talking about thinking. In fact, they are all polite words, which can be heard in the ear, but not in the heart.

The days of Huaiyuehe passed day after day, and they were all for living, so there was no sincerity.

The white-clothed monk Zhou Nan stopped looking at the weeping willows on the bank. He turned around, gently lifted the woman's chin, and raised it slightly. The red-dressed woman Gan Tang closed her eyes wisely.

Not far away, there was a two-story painted boat coming towards each other. Zhang Shiping, who was standing at the bow, jumped up, and the bow of the flower boat was lowered a little. Beside the two of them, watching the two of them.

The son was disturbed by Zhang Shiping, his expression was not good, he looked angrily at the man who was suddenly on the boat, scolded a few times, stretched out his five fingers into claws, and grabbed Zhang Shiping out of thin air.

Zhang Shiping felt aura gathering around his neck, it was the spell cast by the monk in white, he wanted to strangle Zhang Shiping to death.

This person may have been in the secular world for a long time, and he doesn't even have the most basic vigilance. He has been flattered too much, and when he doesn't get what he wants, he loses his temper and kills people.He also didn't think about why Zhang Shiping could appear in front of him so suddenly.

A bit of disdain flashed in Zhang Shiping's eyes for this monk who was greedy for glory.

Zhang Shiping burst out his spiritual pressure, instantly scattered the spiritual energy around his neck, and under the surprised eyes of the boy in white, he broke his hands and feet a few times.Zhang Shiping subconsciously looked at the monk's waist, a monk who practiced Qi at the seventh level should have a storage bag logically, but this man's waist was empty, so he was very disappointed.

The woman in the red dress, Gan Chang, was hit by Zhang Shiping's burst of spiritual pressure, and she fainted on the ground.

Zhang Shiping didn't even look at it, and jumped back into the two-story painting boat with the monk in white who was still howling.

……

Along the Sishui Canal, there is a small town called Ping Town, and there is a hill called Nanping Mountain next to it. After Zhang Shiping questioned the monk in white, he found out the stronghold of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect in Qingzhou, Yuguo.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Shiping showed no mercy. He performed a soul search technique and confirmed that the monk in white had nothing to hide, so Zhang Shiping was relieved.Because he was afraid that if this white-clothed monk was banned by the top management of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, he would talk nonsense and lure him into the tiger's mouth.

After Zhang Shiping left Qingyuan City, seeing no one around, he took out a palm-sized cyan boat from his storage bag and threw it into the sky. The boat shone with aura and was good at facing the wind, and it turned into a flying boat. superior.

The Qingling ancient boat rose to a height of nearly a hundred feet above the ground, and Zhang Shiping drove the flying magic weapon towards Nanping Mountain.

Chapter 80 Scorpion Spider Zerg

After Surabaya was governed by the two generations of Emperor Taizong and Gaozong of Yu State for more than [-] years, and after connecting the states of Yu State, there were more and more exchanges between the north and the south of Yu State. Not to mention the economic prosperity, the more important thing was the stability of the north and south of Yu State. Avoid repeating the mistakes of the past.

It would take nearly a day for Yu Guo to sail from Qingyuan City to Ping Town by boat along the river, even without stopping all the way, and the river is full of sails.

There are large ships here, including official ships for water transportation, with flags flying, and unimpeded passage; there are also merchant ships, with their own signboards, and they need to pay money when they pass the customs; People's black awning boats, fishing boats, and such small boats cannot go out of the ferry when the weather is high and the waves are rough.

Xu Liu, a wealthy businessman in Tonggan County, Xuzhou, and several businessmen and friends chartered a large ship of [-] materials. They bought a batch of high-quality porcelain from Qingyao in Qingzhou, and they were about to go back to Xuzhou to sell it.

He has been sailing for more than [-] days, holding brocade cloth in the cabin, and wiping a consecrated talisman he asked for from Master Daoguang of Tongji Temple. A [-]th birthday gift for the old lady of the Xu family in Xuzhou.

Guy Xu took a food box and knocked on the cabin door, "Master, Master."