After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 13 Hit the stone with a pebble (1)

It was late night, and the sky was bright.

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

The houses in Yan Village are just like, chickens don’t crow, dogs don’t bark, and they are almost weirdly quiet.

“Could it be…” Peiyu’s face showed a deep color. Suddenly, her eyes condensed slightly, and she took out the viewing mirror, which showed that the three of them were coming to Yancun.

These three young men are all dressed as scribes.

Moon-white long shirt with double breasts, wide sleeves, and black running water pattern embroidered on the sleeve collars, the clothes belts look like the wind when they walk, and they are very elegant.

Peiyu’s eyes are like ice, staring at the leader. She immediately recognized that this was Zhang Ru and his two followers, Zhang Suishan and Ji Shuo.

Zhang Ru has a fair complexion, a handsome face, a smile at the corners of his mouth, and a modest and polite gentleman.

And Ji Shu, who followed him, carried a shed peacock in his hands, and Zhang Suishan held an ebony treasure box in both hands.

Peiyu let out a ray of blood and quietly probed.

Zhang Ru is a ninth-level qi training, and the other two have a sixth-level qi and a seventh-level qi. They appeared here, and in all likelihood, they went to the flower-folding fair, and stopped here, that is to say, there is a monk who is at least Jindan sitting nearby.

But her own cultivation is completely non-existent, only some methods of controlling the corpse and strange tricks. The only thing that can be relied on is the blood mist and a corpse with four levels of Qi training. If it is directly on, it is no different from hitting the stone with the pebbles.

Very light and light energy surrounds the three of them, and they have no feeling at all, but the shed peacock flapped its wings and struggling.

“What is this beast going to do?” Ji Sui said disgustingly when he slapped his face. If it wasn’t for this beast that they finally caught, and intended to give it to the little junior sister as a spiritual pet, he would have slaughtered the beast to get the pill. Although the Hundred Years Demon Pill was useless, it was still a rare good thing for their Qi training disciples.

Zhang Ru squinted at him, and the feather fan covered most of his face, “What are you struggling with?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Zhang Suishan echoed, “Brother Zhang, but this beast has a terrible hair loss, and it is really ugly now. Should we raise it to a younger sister and send it?”

Zhang Ru sneered, “The country girl, how can you dislike it? If she doesn’t like it, skin the beast and take the inner alchemy.”

“Yes, yeah, the little junior sister Fang Zhi exercises qi, the inner alchemy is of great benefit to her, she will definitely be happy.”

“Heh, who said she was given away.” Zhang Ru Yufan lightly raised, “Send it to the master sister.”

Zhang Suishan smiled for a while, and then agreed: “Yes, yeah, the master sister will definitely be happy.”

“Little Junior Sister doesn’t have a spiritual pet by her side. Take this peacock with her. From now on, she can think of me when she sees the peacock. The master sister is different. She doesn’t need a spiritual pet or a demon pill, but this demon pill is useful to me. , I gave it to her, it shows my sincerity.” Zhang Ru said, quite self-satisfied on the face.

“Senior brother is really an imperial woman.” Ji Shue pleased him with a needle.

Zhang Ru suddenly looked up and was in a daze. It was as if he saw a pair of sparkling eyes in the clouds. The emotion in those eyes was too strong, and he couldn’t help but be stunned.

“Brother, what’s the matter?”

Zhang Ru touched the corners of his mouth, wondering: “Strange, is there someone else using Junior Sister’s flower-viewing glasses?”

Peiyu put the mirror into her arms, took up the mask around her waist, and blinked her eyes, and a little nun was sitting on the back of the cow.

The Flower Festival will be open soon, and the monks of all walks of life will have to pass by Yancun…As a person of the profound sect, she doesn’t mind making trouble for the Xitu Buddhist sect.

Xitu and Gushan have been grudges for a long time, but when it comes to the root cause, it is still related to the Flower Festival.

Thousands of years ago, at the flower shop, the saints and giants were arguing about respecting ghosts or gods.

The holy monk of Mingyuan pinched the flower and smiled, and Xuanmen Dao Zun caressed the tiger and preached.

Everything was in harmony, until Dao Zun’s spirit pampered the big white tiger’s stomach with two chuckles. Dao Zun looked left and right, did not find food, and suddenly had an idea, said to Ming Yuan: “Holy monk, do you want to act like a Tuo and feed the tiger with your body?”

Mingyuan’s smile froze.

Later, Xitu and Gushan became more and more displeasing to the eye, and because of philosophical disputes, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism was comparable to the fight between Confucianism and Mohism. It’s not lively.

Peiyu remembered that when Gushan was destroyed in the previous life, those old bald donkeys gloated.

The rising mist was irradiated by the morning sun, and it seemed to be stained with a hint of red.

Ji Suo felt something was wrong, “Is this fog a bit weird?”

Zhang Ru shook his fan, “It’s only natural fortune, but looking at the fog, I think of an old thing three hundred years ago.”

Zhang Suishan asked, “But was Jiangcheng besieged?”

Zhang Ru nodded, “Back then, a blood mist was inexplicably rising outside Jiangcheng City. There were not only corpse puppets, but also several celestial demons whose cultivation bases were comparable to Yuan Ying.”

The other two were shocked when they heard the words, “God demon? Isn’t that…”

“There is death, but there is no life,” Zhang Ru chuckled. “It was true back then. The city lord tried all kinds of ways to ask for help and was cut off by the blood mist, but luckily the disciples of Gushan and his party were passing here.”

The two breathed a sigh of relief, “Gushan came to the rescue, no wonder Jiang Cheng was rescued back then.”

Zhang Ru laughed, “But among the disciples of that line, the person with the highest cultivation level is only the Golden Core Consummation.”

Ji Sui and Zhang Suishan’s hearts hung again, “Isn’t that a ration for the demon?”

“Yes, but the Golden Core disciple was also extraordinary. He killed several heavenly demons with a single sword. At this moment, a mysterious demon suddenly appeared in the blood fog.”

“Ah, ah… this is…” The two were dumbfounded, listening for a while.

Ji Suo stopped, “This is one point that I still don’t understand. It is obvious that she is not perfect with the golden core, how did she kill a profound demon with the highest cultivation level.”

For the amazingly talented generation, it is not impossible to kill people across realms, but across two realms to kill the gods and mysterious demons, what makes people feel is not admiration, but fear.

He remembered the horror on his father’s face when he mentioned this matter, he sighed in his heart, and said, “Do you know the name of that Jindan disciple?”

Zhang Suishan thought for a while, “Xuanmen disciple, is it the Taoist Xuanmen, Ning Xiaozun now?”

Ji Suo retorted: “Three hundred years ago Ning Xiao Dao Zun had already reached Yuan Ying. At that time, it was from the Golden Core… Could it be Ding Feng?”

Zhang Ru sneered, “Ding Fenghua, not worthy. That person is called Huaibai, you will see her at this year’s flower shop.”

Zhang Suishan said incredulously: “Huaibo? Isn’t she a waste of Jin Dan?”

“Trash?” Zhang Ru looked solemn, and couldn’t help putting down the feather fan in his hand. He said with emotion, “Three hundred years ago, no one dared to say such a thing, but…”

In the mist, a little nun came slowly riding a scalper.

Strike a rock with a pebble, you may not lose.