Volume 1 Chapter 228 Little White Face

Chapter 228 Pretty Boy

Zhang Tianfang continued: "Suddenly I entered the second floor. I was still confused. I thought I was in danger and drew out the ghost sword to defend myself against the enemy. The nine ghost emperors in the ghost sword had their own spiritual consciousness and killed me without understanding anything. I took it to a certain place, and then came to the third floor in a daze. The third floor was full of strange grass, which was disgusting and moved like maggots. The ghost knife helped me weed, and it took a lot of effort to clear a path. It was so easy. I walked under the tower and took a closer look. Who made the broken tower? Can ghosts get in without doors and windows? I used the ghost knife to cut it. The broken tower was really strong and there were no scratches after several cuts. I was afraid that the ghost knife would be damaged anyway. If you can’t get in, you’ll get out.”

Zhang Ai completely understood that this guy was so lucky that he got to the third floor by mistake. There is no justice in the world. He kicked him away and came back to tell Fang Jian and others: "That's a pig. He himself I don’t even know how to get through to the third floor. It’s useless to ask. Don’t be unbalanced.” As soon as he explained, Fang Jian became even more unbalanced. A pig can crash into the third floor. I’m a genius. I’m not even the first. Can’t get through even the layers?

Zhang Tianfang comforted him with good intentions: "You will definitely be able to pass the first floor next time you come."

Fang Jian roared angrily: "You mean I can't cultivate the Nascent Soul after sixty years? Do you dare to look down on me?"

Zhang Tianfang rolled his eyes and muttered: "If you don't learn from the good ones, you will learn from the bad ones. Why are you doing this to me?"

Several people were flying westward noisily. Zuo Shi suddenly opened his eyes and said: "There are people following behind." There were sixty-seven people flying in. Only Zuo Shi was aware of it, and no one else noticed it, which meant that he was a master of Nascent Soul. Zhang Tianfang didn't care at all: "Just kill him, don't snatch it from me." The sixty blood killers looked at him like a monster. They had seen braggarts, but never seen such braggadocios. The pill-forming monks killed Nascent Soul. Master? To put it bluntly, a fart could kill you.

Zuo Shi said: "There are two people in total. They are at the intermediate level of Nascent Soul and are not using Feiya." Zhang Ain stood up and said: "Tian Fang and I will deal with it. You continue to fly." Zuo Shi shook his head: "It's a pity that I am seriously injured. But even if I'm seriously injured, it's not your turn to stand up for me." After saying this, Feiya stopped, turned back and forth, and looked back.

The two monks following behind didn't expect Fei'a to stop, so they stopped as well, checked for a while, then turned around and flew away.

Zuo Shi smiled and said: "They left." His words were disdainful, as if he was mocking the two men for being timid.

Fei'a flew west again, but he didn't notice that there was a long-legged giant mosquito thousands of miles behind him, buzzing and flying behind Fei'a in the distance.

A few days later, everyone returned to the Mountain God Terrace. Zuo Shi gave a brief explanation and immediately went back to the house to practice. Outside the foggy valley, one was against a thousand. Not only was the artifact destroyed, but his cultivation was also greatly damaged. He must seize the time to recuperate. The blood killers are very grateful and respectful to Zhang Ai and others. Outside Wugu, they are closer to each other because of their common enemies, and they get along more harmoniously.

When the girls saw them coming back, they started chirping and making a fuss. Zhang Wen watched them one by one and found that the girls were living well and no one dared to cause trouble near the mountain god platform. However, there were many people coming to show their attentiveness. A group of big girls each had their own beauty, which made countless single monks plan to marry them and become gods. It's a pity that none of them succeeded. Although the girls have grown up, they always like to hang around Zhang, fear, Zhang Tianfang, Song Yunyi, Cheng Xi'er and others. They stubbornly believe that they are one and should never be separated.

When everyone gets together again, it's natural to eat and drink. When you're in the mood, you can go to the Shanshentai to visit the market. After staying like this for more than ten days, Zhang Ping was taking Song Yunyi for a walk in the market when he suddenly noticed a high-level pill-forming monk outside the market secretly looking at him. Looking back, a white-faced young monk seemed to be in a daze, staring blankly at him, standing motionless with empty eyes, obviously feeling empty. Looking at his appearance, he is wearing a blue robe. From his appearance to his clothes, he is very ordinary. Could it be that I am too sensitive and made a mistake?

Thinking about it carefully, I must have never seen this person before. Many monks come and go from the Mountain God Platform every day. It is normal for new faces to appear. I laughed to myself that I was crazy and took Song Yunyi back to the tent house.

After they left, the white-faced monk relaxed his head and thought for a long time, then slowly walked down the mountain platform and walked into the northern jungle.

Walking back, Zhang was afraid to see Shu Sheng again. There were two people standing in front of the tent house where they lived. One was Zhang Tianfang, who had a serious look on his face, and the other was Shu Sheng, who was gentle and elegant. Zhang Tianfang was very angry: "If you don't go away, I will kill you."

Shu Sheng spoke softly: "I'm looking for Zhang Afraid. It won't be too late for you to kill him when I see Brother Zhang." He turned his head and saw Zhang Afraid and Song Yunyi returning hand in hand. He laughed loudly and said, "Brother Zhang is indeed elegant. You roam." Listening to the sounds of heaven and earth among the mountains and rivers makes Xiaosheng happy. "

Is this guy a cockroach? It was rumored that the two tigers fighting between the Hongguang Inn and the Mangu Jin family suffered heavy casualties. Why was he okay? Zhang Ping also smiled and replied: "It turns out to be Brother Shu. Could it be that he came here to serve Zhang with wine to wash away his dust?"

Shu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right, you and I are destined to meet each other, so it's time to have a good time while drinking and talk until you get drunk."

Zhang Tianfang's hair stood on end when he heard this, and he shouted: "If you don't speak politely, I will kill you immediately." He turned around and got angry at Zhang Awei: "And you! Get away from me, he disgusts me alone. It’s not enough, why are you joining in the fun?”

Zhang Tianfang made such a big fuss, but no one was curious to watch? Zhang Ain asked: "Where are the girls?" Zhang Tianfang replied without curiosity: "Fang Jiancheng Xi'er took them up the mountain to pick fruits. If I had known that I would go with him, I would have saved myself talking nonsense to this pretty boy."

This group of immortal cultivators is definitely the most carefree group of immortal cultivators in the world. No one cares about their level of cultivation, and no one cares about whether they will become immortals or gods, as long as they are happy right now.

"Oh, what about those who want to become disciples?" Zhang Pa asked again. After Zhang Pa came back, the girls liked to play around and use the name of the Snow Mountain Sect, which attracted the attention of those low-level cultivators who were rejected for their courtesy. They kept pestering and trying to get in and build relationships in order to achieve the goal of dual cultivation. Zhang Pa felt annoyed and handed the power to the girls to let them decide. After all, they were the ones in charge of the Snow Mountain Sect, and the four men were just thugs number one to four.

"The girls said they would take people with miserable backgrounds, so those people all had miserable backgrounds. The girls said they would take people without any sect, so they all had no sect. Fortunately, Monk Bukong had a keen eye to see through people's hearts and exposed their lies. Then the girls felt annoyed and went to the mountains with Cheng Xier, Fang Jian and Xiaozhu to escape."

"Where's Bukong?"

"I don't know. I was arguing with those guys just now, and then this annoying little white-faced man who didn't speak human language came, and then you came back. By the way, where's the little monk? Bukong, where are you?" Zhang Tianfang shouted the last five words wildly, as loud as thunder.

Before he finished speaking, Bukong appeared in front of him with a cough, and said with an embarrassed expression: "They are angry and want to kill me, but I don't want to kill them. I'm annoyed by being chased. You help me deal with it." After speaking, he disappeared again.