'Bang!'

As soon as the old man in the blood robe slashed on Bai Ling'er's body, a strong light suddenly flashed. The blood slash in his hand could not be held in an instant and flew three meters away.

The old man in the blood robe staggered himself and couldn't stand. If Bai Ling'er hadn't just gotten into trouble, Bai Ling'er would have killed him with just one move.

"This is a nurse's magic weapon?"

The old man exclaimed, it was just a mp. This little girl had too many treasures on her body. Not to mention the Gu King, but also Pan Wang Ding. Now there is another protective magic weapon. According to his test just now, protective magic weapon is rare. Bai Ling'er's body is a top-quality magic weapon, otherwise he would not be able to shake his arms and he would not be able to hold it even if he could not hold it.

The old man with a full confidence in his blood robe who could take Bai Ling'er off now felt cold. With the injuries he had just suffered, he wished he could slip away with oil on his feet now.

Unfortunately, his thought was too late. Bai Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that she had saved her life by the protective weapon given to her by Zhang Muyang.

"Old thief, die."

Bai Ling'er said lightly. Although she has a good temper and a pure heart, it does not mean that she is a Virgin Bitch. She will stop when she is about to kill herself alone. She calms down when the old man has not recovered yet, sword lights are slashing.

The old man with blood robe only exclaimed in time and his body quickly retreated, but no matter how he retreated, he could not escape Bai Ling'er's sword light.

"Miss Ling'er, Miss Ling'er, stop. I am from the Blood Lotus Sect. If you kill me, the Blood Lotus Sect will never let you go. Even your ancient tea village will be affected. Don't blame me for not reminding you at that time."

Bai Ling'er was not moved by the threat of the old man in the blood robe. Although she was simple, she was not stupid. She had seen many dirty tricks in the world of cultivation, so she not only kept her short sword in her hand, but was a little sharper than before.

Under this continuous attack, even if the old man with blood robe wanted to say anything, he would have no chance. All his energy was spent on dealing with Bai Ling'er's swordsmanship. Unfortunately, he had no hope of turning the tables. Bai Ling'er had the best spiritual weapon behind him to protect his body, and he had no scruples to start. The old man with blood robe fought back several times but returned in vain.

"puff!"

The sword entered the heart, and the old man with blood robe was pierced by a short sword. He grabbed the short sword with one hand, his eyes were round and he fell to the ground with great anger. He thought he was also a senior leader of the Blood Lotus Sect, and he was also a well-known monk back then, but now he died at the hands of such a little girl. How could he die with peace of mind?

Bai Ling'er, who killed the old man in the blood robe, had not breathed a sigh of relief in her ears.

"ah!"

"ah!"

"roar!"

He completely lost control and turned completely crazy. Unfortunately, under the joint efforts of Bai Ling'er and her pet baby Gu King, they also disappeared.

Seeing that there was no more threats, Bai Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief. After the thrilling situation of this battle was completely over, she realized that if it weren't for the protective magic weapon that Zhang Muyang gave her, she would definitely be in danger today. Just as she wanted to find a place to rest and call Zhang Muyang, her ears suddenly moved, and a worm shot out quickly, exclaiming: "Who is where?"

Behind the shadow of the tree, a handsome young man walked out, raised his hands high and smiled, "Miss Ling'er, have you forgotten your old friend? And your pet is a bit dangerous. Should you let it move first?

Bai Ling'er was unmoved. She had just fought with someone, and only one-third of the spiritual energy left on her body. Although this guy was an old acquaintance, he was hiding aside just now. Who knew what he was thinking? He opened his mouth and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, we are rare. I don't know what you meant when you were hiding just now."

The visitor was Li Feng, a monk from Huashan Sect who had met Zhang Muyang several times. He chuckled, stood there, without caring about the insects on his shoulders, and said, "Miss Ling'er, this is not a place to speak, please come with me."

Bai Ling'er was stunned for a moment. Although she couldn't see through his thoughts, the other party was a famous disciple after all. She was also a good friend of Zhang Youren and had some friendship with Zhang Muyang. After pondering for a while, she followed him.

"It's just right for the sun!"

Zhang Mu***, who was resting at home for a night, got up the next day and rushed to Tianpu City to search for treasure. He didn't know that Bai Ling'er, who was thousands of miles away, had a conflict with Xuelian's family and killed a person similar to an elder and a deacon.

He had to know that even if he couldn't find the old nest of the Blood Lotus Sect, he would have to destroy a few branches to find trouble to find him Zhang Muyang's head, and dared to provoke his woman. This was obviously impatient to live.

Since Zhang Muyang's cultivation level improved, he has always wanted to visit the monk's cave in Xiangyun Temple, Tianpu City. This cave is definitely not a simple one. The gourd he obtained here last time was definitely a good treasure that is not an immortal weapon. Zhang Muyang still can't figure out its specific grade and efficacy.

However, since I came here, I should have an old friend, Monk Fang Zheng from Nan Shaolin. He did not send a message to him, but called him directly, and wanted to keep up with the development of the times. Even if he was a monk, he had an Apple series in his pocket.

When the phone dialed, a little bit came from inside, and he said in surprise: "Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Muyang was wearing casual clothes and sat on the tourist bus and said, "It's me, Master, where are you now?"

Monk Fang Zheng said, "Monk is in front of you, I dare not call him a master. The monk is still eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name in the temple. I wonder if you, Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Muyang laughed and said, "I'm here at your mountain gate."

"The old monk swept the bed to greet him."

"No, I'll appreciate the scenery here first. The last time you took a coolie, I didn't see anything. I'll go to find you later. By the way, I heard that your vegetarian food is good, I have to try it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Muyang stepped out of the sightseeing bus and ignored the resentful little eyes of the tour guide. She was originally thinking about something to happen to this young and handsome young man who looked last year.

There are many temples in South Shaolin, especially after the revival of spiritual energy, many temples were built, and several unknown Buddha statues were worshipped.

There were many people visiting here, and Zhang Muyang followed the crowd, which was quite meaningful and swayed to a side hall.

Suddenly a little monk came over and said, "Donor, do you want to burn incense?"

Zhang Muyang nodded.

"Donor, the first thing I see is that you are so talented that you are rich and noble. Why not burn a high incense here to ask the Buddha to bless you and add wealth and honor to you."
Chapter completed!