MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 565 Yufeng Jue

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   A few days later.

   Nameless Valley.

  A phantom shuttled between the mountains and forests, as fast as an arrow, but strangely without sound, it just appeared two feet away in a flash.

   not long.

  The phantom landed on a rock, looked around, and cast its gaze to a pool of water ahead.

  The water pool is located at the corner of the valley.

   Not big,

  The pool water is so deep that it is hard to see the bottom.

   "Shua!"

   "Swish Swish!"

  The figure fell on the edge of Tan, looked around, and saw that there was nothing unusual around, Fang took a deep breath, held his breath, and plunged into the pool.

   "Plop!"

  The pond water is only a few meters square, but it is not bottomless. When a person falls into it, there are only a few waves, and then he disappears.

   Time passed slowly.

I do not know how long it has been.

   "Peng!"

  The pool water exploded, and a figure jumped out of it, flipping a few somersaults before landing lightly, showing exquisite body skills.

  The pool water soaks the clothes, which also shows the exquisite figure of the person.

  Bai Fengyue!

  At this time, she was holding a moss-covered box in her hand, her face was full of excitement, and she hurriedly lifted the lid of the box regardless of her mess.

   "Dah..."

  As the lid of the box was opened, a golden light gushed out from it.

  The golden light is soft, with a strange power that seduces people's hearts. Even if her Taoist heart is stable, she seems to be intoxicated at first glance.

not good!

"Snapped!"

   Complexion turned pale, Bai Fengyue hastily closed the lid of the box, eyes closed and brows furrowed.

   After a long while, Fang broke free from the temptation.

  When she opened her eyes, her delicate body tensed up instantly, she subconsciously hid the box behind her, and looked at the opposite person with surprise on her face.

   "Elder Zhang."

"Ok."

  On the opposite rock, a handsome old man in Taoist robes stood with his hands behind his back. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and said:

   "Fengyue, you are indeed the saint who was kissed by the leader. The imprint of the holy Buddha has been lost for so many years, but you really found it back."

   "The elder praises you." Bai Fengyue lowered her beautiful eyes:

   "It's just doing your best."

   "What a dedicated person!" Elder Zhang clapped his hands with appreciation:

   "If everyone in this religion has this ambition, why not worry about the failure of the big event, but the imprint of the Holy Buddha is very important, and it is not safe for you to hold it. You should leave it to me for safekeeping."

   As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand.

   "No need."

  Bai Fengyue stepped back and said:

   "The junior has already made an explanation, and I will return to the main altar as soon as possible. With a few hall masters to accompany me, nothing will happen."

   "Senior, there is no need to worry."

"otherwise."

  Elder Zhang shook his head:

   "The seal of the Holy Buddha was lost in the hands of the former leader. It is even more worrying if you hold it. You should leave it to me. Both of you can feel at ease."

   "..." Bai Fengyue's beautiful eyes narrowed, seeing the other party's approaching step by step, she suddenly said:

   "Elder Zhang, you are also involved in the loss of the holy Buddha's seal, right? What is the origin of this thing, why don't you tell me about it?"

   "Nonsense." Elder Zhang's complexion changed, and he pounced:

   "Give me something!"

   "Don't even think about it!"

  Bai Fengyue snorted coquettishly, her body flickering like a ghost, and she escaped from the evil claws of the opponent who had been famous for many years.

"Ok?"

  Elder Zhang’s eyes flickered:

   "Good posture, good lightness kung fu, I didn't expect you girl to hide deep enough. I'm afraid your cultivation base is not far from the great achievement of true qi, right?"

   "So old..."

  His cheeks twitched, his eyes were dark and cruel:

   "It's no worse than the leader back then!"

   There are only a handful of Zhenqi Dachengs in their early twenties, looking at the entire Jianghu, each of them is a leader who can achieve innate talent in the future.

   "It's a fluke." Bai Fengyue said calmly:

   "Senior, can you rest assured now?"

   "No." Elder Zhang lowered his eyebrows:

   "High cultivation doesn't mean strong strength. Let me, an old guy, point out the saint today, so as not to fall into the hands of others in the future."

   "Accept!"

   Said to be a guide, when he struck out, his claws were sharp and vicious, and he wanted to kill people with his moves, and he didn't show any mercy.

   "The one with the surname Zhang knows that you have a problem!"

  Bai Fengyue's figure flashed repeatedly, and she retreated crazily. There was not much panic on her face, but disdain instead:

   "You knew I was here from Qiu girl, you guessed that she had something wrong, it seems that it is true, thanks to my trust in her."

   "So what." Elder Zhang was in a hurry:

   "Leave things behind!"

"Humph!"

  Bai Fengyuesu lightly waved his hand, took advantage of his strength to fly back, and shouted in his mouth:

   "My surname is Zhang, I think you are really confused. Since I know that Qiu girl has a problem, why didn't I make some preparations?"

   "Everyone, come out!"

  Before she finished her sentence, several figures had rushed out of the forest one by one.

  One of them was handsome, standing with a sword in his hand, nodding his head:

   "Liu Mengyan from the Lin family, I have seen Senior Ghost Claw Zhang!"

   "Wen Shanjing of the Green Bamboo Gang, please be polite." Wen Shanjing, the deputy head of the Green Bamboo Gang, appeared not far away with a gold and silver abacus in hand.

   "The Lin family, Lin Pan'er."

  One person carried an iron sword on his back, and walked slowly:

   "The surname Zhang, we meet again!"

   "Lin Paner!"

  Elder Zhang froze. How could he not realize what happened now? He had already fallen into the trap set by the other party.

   However, the person who came was beyond his expectation, and he couldn't help but look angry:

   "Bai Fengyue, you actually colluded with the Lin family?"

   "It's not collusion." Bai Fengyue shrugged:

   "It's just mutual use. Whoever let you have the life of the Lin family in your hands, even Senior Pan'er is willing to take action."

   "You..." Elder Zhang's voice faltered, and he suddenly threw more than ten claws wildly. Although Bai Fengyue was forced to retreat again and again, he couldn't completely rush over.

   And at this time.

  The other three were approaching, especially Lin Pan'er, with the long sword unsheathed behind her.

"what!"

  Elder Zhang raised his head to the sky and roared furiously. He folded his body and rushed towards Wen Shanjing.

  Among the four, Lin Pan'er is the strongest. Even if he fights alone, he is not sure that he can win. It is difficult for Bai Fengyue to break through in a short time.

   Only Liu Mengyan and Wen Sanjing are left.

  He and Liu Mengyan fought against each other a few days ago. This son is very good at swordsmanship, and he is also proficient in one kind of sword technique. The combination of sword and sword is extremely difficult.

  Although Wen Shanjing is the young leader of the Green Bamboo Gang, he should be the weakest of the four.

"Ah…"

   Facing Elder Zhang who rushed forward, Wen Shanjing's face remained unchanged, he sipped softly, and at the same time flicked his fingers, the abacus beads shot out with lightning.

   "Swish Swish!"

   "Boom!"

  Big flames exploded in the air, with a huge impact, even worse than the full blow of a person with great energy.

  Beads are bombarded, and explosions are also coming in an endless stream.

   "Pilizi!"

  Elder Zhang frantically used his body skills, dodging again and again. Although he avoided the sharp edge, he had to retreat frequently, and fell into a tight siege again.

   "The surname Zhang, die!"

  Lin Pan'er snapped out his sword, and the iron sword straddled it, which also made Elder Zhang stagnate.

   Far away.

  Zhou Yi stood on the top of a tree and shook his head lightly when he saw this.

  The surname Zhang is dead!

   No wonder Bai Fengyue wanted to put the place of the transaction here, and even told himself to hide the golden Buddha. It turned out that he had other plans.

Ah…

   "The witch!"

   Shaking his head, his body folded and swept back.

  Compared to a few days ago, his posture seems to have changed a little, showing a little lightness when he is galloping, and he is no longer so bulky.

   This is naturally due to the newly learned method.

  Yufeng Jue: Getting Started (1/100)

  Bai Fengyue's lightness kung fu technique has big problems, not to mention the difficulty of getting started, and almost no one has really mastered it.

  As for why?

  She didn't know very well either.

  But what she said is not false, the high level of this light kung fu technique is astonishing.

   Even if it is a pure yang iron cloth shirt, Zhou Yi has never spent so long in the entry stage, and a single experience value is so terrifying!

  It will take a few years to achieve great success even if you have a 'golden finger', and it will become more and more difficult after that.

  The benefits are not obvious either.

  The Wind Control Jue doesn't have many specific movements, it only affects the speed of the body, making the movements lighter and more convenient than before.

  Because of this, Bai Fengyue also practiced this method.

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   "Twenty-five years old!"

   As the cold wind hit, Zhou Yi shrank his body and walked out of a noodle shop. He 'looked' at the beating numbers on the subtitles and couldn't help feeling emotional.

"time flies."

   In a blink of an eye.

   He has been in this world for nearly ten years.

  Time and circumstances change.

  Even the city of Kunshan has changed after experiencing a catastrophe. The only thing that remains the same is that he is still alone.

  Lonely, as lonely as before.

  Looking up at the sky, overcast clouds cover the scorching sun, and the low, heavy clouds indicate the coming downpour in the near future.

"Hey!"

  He lowered his head and sighed, and ordered a marinated egg from the stall next door to celebrate his birthday, and wandered towards the end of the street.

Shortly after.

   Zhou Yi in a black robe appeared in the prison in the city.

   "Senior."

  The head of the cell, Lao Huang, carried a lantern and bowed forward, saying as he walked:

   "A group of bandits came during this period. This group of people did all kinds of evil. They blocked the road and killed many merchants, even children."

   "Everyone deserves to be killed!"

  He has a look of resentment and righteousness all over his body. People who don't know may think that he is an upright gentleman.

"Humph."

  Under the black robe, Zhou Yi snorted softly in a hoarse voice:

   "Old Huang, we are also acquaintances, there is no need to introduce so many, how much money is one?"

   "Hey..." Lao Huang smiled sarcastically, and said in a low voice:

   "Senior, there are many people here this time, so it's not obvious that there are three or five people missing. The price is easy to talk about, how about twenty-two people?"

   "Twenty taels." Zhou Yi sighed softly:

   "It used to be thirty taels, but this time it's only twenty taels?"

   "That..." Lao Huang raised his head and said cautiously:

   "To be honest, Lord Hong lowered the price on his own initiative. He has an enemy who recently appeared in the city and wanted to ask senior to help."

   "Thirty taels." Zhou Yi said slowly:

   "Or let him come and see me in person."

   "...Yes." Lao Huang bowed his head, not daring to express his opinion at all.

  Over the past two years, the other party has taken away dozens of people from the prison. It is said that they are used to practice a certain kind of evil art, and the rumors are widely spread.

   Not that nobody wants to hit his attention.

  How...

  Even a master who has cultivated true qi never returns. Gradually, everyone in the prison who knows about this person keeps silent.

  Even if someone saw it, they would make excuses to cover it up.

Gradually.

  The rumor of a mysterious person in the Kunshan City Prison spread.