After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

It was late at night, and the sky was bright.

Peiyu waved her sleeve, and the blood mist poured into her robe, and the blood on the corpse disappeared. Everything looked clean, as if nothing had happened.

The house in Yancun is like a house, the chicken does not crow and the dog does not bark, it is so quiet that it is almost eerie.

"Could it be..." Peiyu's face showed a serious look, and suddenly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she took out the viewing mirror, and it appeared in the mirror that three people were coming towards Yancun.

These three youths are all dressed as scribes.

It is a moon white double-breasted long gown with wide sleeves sweeping to the floor, and the sleeves are embroidered with black running water patterns. When walking, the belt feels like the wind, very elegant.

Peiyu's eyes were ice-cold, staring at the leader.She immediately recognized Zhang Ru and his two followers, Zhang Suishan and Ji Shou.

Zhang Ru's complexion is fair, handsome, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, showing a modest and polite gentleman's demeanor.

And Ji Shou, who was following behind him, was holding a shedding peacock in his hand, and Zhang Suishan was holding an ebony treasure box with both hands.

Peiyu let out wisps of blood to test quietly.

Zhang Ru is at the ninth level of Qi training, while the other two are at the sixth level of Qi training and the other at the seventh level of Qi training.They appeared here, nine out of ten they were going to participate in the Flower Folding Festival, and they stopped here, that is to say, there was a monk with at least a golden core sitting nearby.

And she has no self-cultivation, only some methods of controlling corpses and strange techniques.The only thing he can rely on is the blood mist and a wandering corpse with four levels of qi training.If they directly confront each other, it's like hitting a stone with an egg.

The three of them were surrounded by extremely weak blood, and they didn't feel it at all, but the hairless peacock flapped its wings and struggled vigorously.

"What is this bastard going to do again?" Ji Shou said with disgust after being slapped all over the face by it.If it wasn't for the fact that they finally caught this beast and planned to give it to the little junior sister as a spiritual pet, he would have slaughtered the beast long ago for the pill.Although the century-old demon pill is not very useful, it is still a rare good thing for their qi training disciples.

Zhang Ru glanced at him sideways, and the feather fan covered most of his face, "What do you care about with that bastard?"

"Yes, yes," Zhang Suishan echoed, "Senior Brother Zhang, but this animal sheds a lot of hair, and it is really ugly now, why don't we raise it and send it to my junior sister?"

Zhang Ru sneered, "How can a country girl dislike it? If she doesn't like it, she will skin the animal and take the inner alchemy."

"Yes, yes, Junior Sister Fang is practicing Qi, the inner alchemy is of great benefit to her, she will definitely be happy."

"Heh, who said I'll send her off." Zhang Ru fan lightly, "Give it to Eldest Sister."

The smile on Zhang Suishan's face froze for a moment, and then echoed: "Yes, yes, Elder Sister will definitely be happy."

"Junior Junior Sister doesn't have a spiritual pet by her side. Take this peacock to accompany her. From now on, she will think of me when she sees a peacock. Senior Sister is different. She doesn't want a spiritual pet or a demon pill, but this demon pill is useful to me." , I will give it to her, which shows my sincerity." Zhang Ru said, quite complacently.

"Senior brother is really good at courting women." Ji Shou tried to please.

Zhang Ru looked up suddenly, in a trance, he seemed to see a pair of eyes shining like lights in the clouds, the emotion in those eyes was so strong that he couldn't help but startled.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhang Ru rubbed the corner of his mouth, and said doubtfully, "It's strange, is there someone else using the junior sister's viewing glass?"

Peiyu put the mirror into her bosom, picked up the mask around her waist and put it on, in the blink of an eye, a little nun carved in powder and jade sat on the back of the bull.

The Flower Folding Festival will open soon, and monks from all walks of life will pass by Yan Village... As a Taoist, she doesn't mind causing trouble for the Western Land Buddhism.

Xitu and Gushan have had a long-standing grievance, but when it comes to the root cause, it is still related to the Folding Flower Society.

Thousands of years ago, at the flower-folding meeting, the sage and the giant were arguing endlessly about respecting ghosts and gods or heaven.

The holy monk of Mingyuan squeezed the flowers and smiled, and the Taoist priest of Taoism caressed the tiger and preached.

Everything was very harmonious, until Dao Zun's spiritual pet Great White Tiger's stomach gurgled twice.Dao Zun looked left and right, but found no food, suddenly had an idea, and said to Ming Yuan: "Holy Monk, do you want to imitate Si Tuo and feed tigers with your body?"

Ming Yuan's smile froze.

Later, Xitu and Gushan became more and more distasteful, and because of ideological issues, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism was comparable to that of Confucianism and Mohism.How lively.

Peiyu remembered that when Gushan was wiped out in her previous life, those old bald donkeys gloated a lot.

The rising mist is illuminated by the rising sun, and it seems to be dyed with a hint of red.

Ji Shou felt that something was wrong, "Is this fog a bit weird?"

Zhang Ru shook his fan, "It's just a natural creation, but looking at this fog, I think of an old incident 300 years ago."

Zhang Suishan asked, "But what happened to Jiangcheng being besieged?"

Zhang Ru nodded, "Blood mist inexplicably rose outside Jiangcheng, among which were not only corpse puppets, but also several heavenly demons who were only as good as Nascent Souls."

The other two were shocked when they heard the words, "Heavenly Demon? Isn't that..."

"There is death, there is no life," Zhang Ru chuckled, "It was indeed the case back then. The city lord tried to seek help in various ways but was blocked by blood mist, but luckily Gushan and his disciples were passing by here."

The two breathed a sigh of relief, "Gushan came to rescue, no wonder Jiangcheng was rescued back then."

Zhang Ru laughed, "But among the disciples in that line, the one with the highest cultivation level is only the Golden Core Consummation."

Ji Shou and Zhang Suishan's hearts hung up again, "Isn't that giving rations to the demons?"

"That's right, but that Jindan disciple was also unusual. He killed several heavenly demons with one sword. At this moment, a mysterious demon suddenly appeared in the blood mist."

"Ah, ah... this is..." The two were dumbfounded, and were stunned for a while.

Ji Shou stopped in his tracks, "This is something I still can't figure out. She is clearly not a perfect Golden Core, so how did she kill a mysterious demon who was cultivated to the highest level?"

For those who are extremely talented and brilliant, it is not impossible to kill people across realms, but to kill Huashen Xuanmo across two realms, what people feel is not admiration, but fear.

He remembered the horror on his father's face when he mentioned this matter, sighed inwardly, and said again: "Do you know the name of that Jindan disciple?"

Zhang Suishan thought for a while, "Xuanmen disciple, could it be that Taoist Ning Xiao is now the Daoist of Xuanmen?"

Ji Shou retorted: "300 years ago, Daoist Ning Xiao had reached Yuanying, and it belonged to Jindan at that time...could it be Master Ding?"

Zhang Ru sneered, "Ding Fenghua, I'm not worthy. That person is called Huaibai, and you will see her at this year's Flower Folding Fair."

Zhang Suishan said in disbelief: "Huaibo? Isn't she a waste that is stagnant?"

"Trash?" Zhang Ru's face was solemn, he couldn't help but put down the feather fan in his hand, and said with emotion: "300 years ago, no one dared to say such a thing, it's just..."

In the mist, a little nun came slowly on a yellow ox.

If you hit a stone with an egg, you may not lose.