Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 123 Once enlightened, accumulated wealth

   This poison is designed to damage life and soul!

   No wonder the other party has been waiting.

  It’s a pity that I met myself. I can’t destroy the Heart Sutra and all methods will not invade. The mere toxins can’t affect me at all.

   As for Guo Xiang, Yin Xue, Su Tan'er and the two coachmen, because their cultivation was too low, they did not manifest their fate and were not in the range of the poison attack, but they were unscathed.

   "Hahaha, Lingshu Guan Qinghui! You only realized that the wind is poisonous now, don't you think it's too late?"

  The people in the mountains and forests finally showed their faces.

   I saw a total of seven people, all of them covered, dressed in black, leaping from the grass.

   Zhang Ming pretended to be poisoned and said tentatively, "Pin Dao really wants to know, who... is going to kill me?"

   He blinked his eyes, turned on the false and the delusional, and saw that there were four blues and three whites in the bodies of the seven people, and there was no demonic aura.

There are two women in   green, tight-fitting vacuum, quite large, very white... Hey, no! Sanqing Dao Zun is on top, and Zhang Xiaoyi's servant is peeking again!

   "Haha, Qing Hui, since your death is imminent, it's okay to tell you! This seat is Zhou Yimo, the head of the Chihuo Demon Sect's Quetang, and it is only right and proper to kill you!"

   The leading man in black laughed.

   These words are full of loopholes, and he still doesn't know that Zhou Yimo has been promoted to the second elder. But the good news is...

   Zhang Ming didn't know either.

   But Zhang Ming had seen Zhou Yimo and had the inextinguishable eye, and he still understood his lies.

   "Your Excellency is joking. There is a conflict between the poor and the Buddhist school. The Red Fire Demon Sect is too late to rejoice. How can you kill me. Are you people from the imperial court, or are you from Buddhism? Taoism?"

   Zhang Ming said while observing their reactions, but unexpectedly, the other party did not fluctuate.

   It is neither the imperial court, nor the Buddhist sect, nor the Daoist sect, so who wants to kill himself...

   Or is the other party's acting too high?

   "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense with him, just kill him!"

   said another man in black.

   The lead man nodded.

   Seven people came around in an instant, and one of them was in the life-shaping realm and one in the reunification realm to stare at Guo Xiang and the others.

   Zhang Ming slowly straightened up from a weak posture, and said with a smile: "Since you don't say it, then you don't need to speak again. Heaven and earth... unkind, strange after the wind!"

  A circle of golden gossip light suddenly spread out from under his feet, covering the mountains and plains in the blink of an eye.

  The seven men in black were instantly frozen in place.

  Three people jumped up and stagnated in mid-air; two people jumped out, leaning their upper bodies; two others kept their knees bent and would not jump;

   Heavenly Books are densely scrolled through nature, and after the wind, Qimen will be in all directions.

   The combination of the two is infinitely powerful.

   Guo Xiang, Yin Xue, Su Tan'er and the two coachmen all looked at the Qinghui Taoist priest on the mountain road.

   "Raise your hands and move your feet, immortal means..."

   They were really taken aback.

   The seven men in black were terrified, and they watched the man approach, stretched out their hands a little farther, their masks were broken, and they drifted out in the wind. The wind moved, but they couldn't move.

   "Give you a chance, tell me who is going to kill me?"

  As these words fell, their bodies resumed their action and fell to the ground by inertia.

   However, they looked around in a hurry, not daring to change, but looked at the Taoist with alert and fear.

"I say……"

   A man in black in the life-shaping realm opened his mouth, but his figure was steep and then swept away, turning into a flash of light and flying away.

   "Stubborn."

   Zhang Ming stretched out his hand a little, and the light froze in the air, as if it had been frozen into an ice sculpture, cracked every inch.

   The remaining six people were terrified, only to see the fleeing person turning into ashes little by little in their eyes.

   "I say, I say!"

   A woman who had returned to the One Realm cried out in fright.

   But a palm suddenly appeared on the back of her head, slapped hard, causing her voice to stop abruptly.

   Zhang Ming didn't notice for a while, and he didn't have time to stop him, only to see that the owner of the palm was the leading man in black.

   He met Zhang Ming's gaze, and said coldly and ruthlessly, "I can die in waiting, but I can't expect to hear the slightest bit of news from our mouths."

   Zhang Ming sighed: "Who is she from you?"

   The man in black was stunned: "Brother-in-law."

  Zhang Ming looked at the remaining woman in the One Realm and asked, "What about her?"

  The man in black was silent.

   Zhang Ming shrugged: "Pindao asked another way, is your brother here, why is he not angry?"

  The man in black swept his gaze to the place where the fly ash was just now, and said angrily: "He has been killed by you!"

  Zhang Ming suddenly said: "So it is."

   said, his eyebrows sank, and he reached out and pressed the remaining four people in the air, and they all turned into flying ashes. Only the black-clothed leader and the woman were left on the spot.

   "Okay, now only the two of you are left. Talk about it, no one else will know about what's going on here. After you finish talking, you can find a place to remain anonymous."

   Zhang Ming put his hand away and smiled.

  The eyes of the two of them were full of terror. The person in front of them was a Taoist priest, and the shot was calm and terrifying.

   "How do you know we are husband and wife?"

   the leading man in black asked with a trembling voice.

   Zhang Ming's eyes were calm: "Because when you shot and talked just now, her breath changed."

  The man in black has grief and anger in his eyes.

   However, the woman in black said, "Xue Lang, although I was forced to marry you, the only one I have always loved is your brother."

   "Now that he is dead, I don't want to live in the world. In the next life...bye!"

After   , she swiped the knife across her neck.

   Blood stained black.

   Only the man in black was left with stunned eyes.

   Immediately, he was extremely sad, a breath rising in his body, and it suddenly exploded like a ball.

  He... actually blew himself up!

   Zhang Ming quickly waved his hand to restrain the position where he was standing, and the area was immediately bombed into a mess.

  The vegetation is scorched and bald, and there are no bones left.

   Zhang Ming shook his head and sighed: "Since you are here to kill me, you should be prepared to be killed. Don't blame the poor road for disturbing your minds and investigate the culprits behind the scenes."

  Guo Xiang stepped forward and said, "The Taoist priest of Qinghui, there are not many strong men surnamed Xue in Dongling County. When we go back, I will ask Daddy to check, there must be clues."

   Zhang Ming nodded and added, "It's not necessarily Xue, this woman didn't show the slightest trace when her brother died, maybe it was just to mislead us."

   "These two men are in the life-shaping realm, and the two women are in the reunification realm, and they are good at driving cannibal jackals."

  He counted the characteristics of several people.

   Guo Xiang wrote down one by one: "I understand."

   "However, what I'm worried about is not the black hands behind the scenes, but them... It's probably just a temptation, and the real powerhouse may not appear yet."

   Zhang Ming looked into the distance, his eyes narrowed.

  The world knows that he defeated Zen Master Huilun in the Yangshen Realm in Nanling City. If he really dealt with him, why would he only send seven killers in the highest life-shaping realm?

  …

   Qiongyu Mountain, Zhuxian Sword Terrace.

   "Brother, can you drink some water?"

   White sugar held the bowl and whispered.

   However, the man sitting in the center of the sword platform closed his eyes like dead wood, unaware.

   Sikong grabbed the bowl impatiently at the ceremony, and hummed, "Nephew Bai, he doesn't drink and no one drinks it."

   said, he gulped into his stomach.

   White sugar stomped his feet in anger.

   "Sikong sees the ceremony, Senior Brother Zhanhong has been sitting all day and night, how can he not eat or drink?"

   Sikong leaned in front of Zhan Hong's face, looked left and right, and said, "I think he is fine, but he seems to be wandering in the sky, comprehending some swordsmanship."

  The white granulated sugar took a careful look at it, and worriedly said, "No matter how you realize it, you have to eat and sleep!"

   She circled around Zhanhong and simply sat next to him and said, "If he doesn't wake up, I'll be here to watch. I'll watch as long as he sits."

   Sikong Jianli folded his arms, a little sour: "Then you starve to death, I won't care about you."

   White Sugar hummed, "Don't worry about it."

   At this moment, Zhan Hong is immersed in an unknown world, with only four sword intents reaching the sky in front of him.

【Ding! 】

  【You sign in in front of Zhuxianjiantai and get the subterranean-level low-grade exercise "Zhantian Swordsmanship"】

In the world of   Zhanhong, there is a phantom of drawing a sword in every move, and the sword energy is rushing, echoing the sword intent.

  He was blessed to the soul, and suddenly used his illusory spiritual body to draw his sword and cut open the ethereal world.

   Then, with a flower in front of his eyes, he landed in a new world full of mist, still empty, only the four sword intents stood between heaven and earth.

   "Draw the sword... Sword Intent..."

   He muttered to himself, only to feel that he had opened up a layer of artistic conception of swordsmanship, and saw a brand-new swordsmanship.

   On the Zhuxian Sword Stage, there seemed to be an invisible breath rushing out of his body, which was wiped out by the four sword intents.

  White Sugar looked at him curiously, and felt that Senior Brother Zhanhong was different from just now.

  However, how should I put it, it's like the impurities in the body are removed and the whole person is sublimated.

   becomes clean and pure.

  …

   Zhang Ming, who had just descended the mountain and entered Nanxun Town, also received a prompt tone from the system.

   "Tsk tsk, after Zhanhong arrived at Qiongyu Sword Sect, his luck has risen, two good things in a row!"

   He secretly sighed and judged, "It seems that this son is a natural swordsman, and he should practice swordsmanship."

  Nanzhen Town is located between the county seat of Dongling County and Xiaohanshan Temple, and it is a must pass. There are about 10,000 residents in the town, the folk customs are simple, and they make a living by hunting in the countryside.

  Zhang Ming and others strolled around for a while, then settled down at the inn in the town, ready to rest for the night.

  There are green hills on both sides of the town, which is very quiet.

  As the night fell, the town did not know when the melodious bells came.

   "Master Qinghui, I see that you don't eat much in the evening. I just asked the kitchen to add two desserts, the town's special ruyi cake and plum blossom shortcake. By the way, I made a pot of tea."

   Yin Xue knocked on the door and came in, serving tea and snacks.

   This tall and slender woman, who went straight, was extra careful and considerate in front of the Taoist priest Qing Hui.

   "Miss Yin Xue, you have a heart."

   Zhang Ming thanked him, picked up a piece of wishful cake to taste, and praised: "Well, it tastes really good!"

  Yin Xue smiled happily: "It's good that the Taoist priest likes it."

Zhang Ming glanced at her, then glanced at the mountains outside the door, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the worldly affairs, Pindao would really like to live in this town for more days, tasting cakes and drinking tea every day, listening to the melodious sound of the bell, it's gone. Fight, be happy like a fairy."

   He missed the quiet days in Zhuoguangshan.

   Changed to another gentle woman, and I am afraid that she would reply at this time: "Since the Taoist priest likes it, Yin Xue would like to be with you for a long time, learn to make cakes every day, grow tea and make tea."

   However, the girl holding the handle of the knife was just stunned: "Daoist Qing Hui, where did the bell sound?"

   Zhang Ming pointed to the outside, and said in surprise: "The bell from the mountain, didn't you hear it?"

   He listened to it again, the bells were incomparably clear and the rhythm was melodious, purifying the soul, as if awakening the world.

   Yin Xue said blankly, "No."

   Zhang Ming saw that she didn't look like a fake, so he couldn't help putting down the cake: "The real powerhouse is finally here."

   He closed his eyes and opened them again.

   There are golden ripples in his eyes, rippling around like the surface of water.

  This bell is not ringing in reality, but in the heart, so only he can hear it.

   And the reason why he can hear is because he has a golden body of Arhat that penetrates the body and soul.

   At this moment, Luohan Jin is shining brightly in the eyes of Kanxu. The golden bell ripples fell on Jin, as if it could not be violated in the slightest.

   However, there is a hint of black stains.

   "This bell has the effect of restraining the primordial spirit!"

  Zhang Ming realized instantly, this person's thinking is the same as the previous seven people, first conquer the primordial spirit, and then fight the physical body.

   However, this person's bell sound is obviously extremely strange, and it can actually contaminate the golden body of Arhat, which is invulnerable to all evil.

   I'm afraid this clock...is a great treasure!

  Yin Xue pulled out the knife and asked nervously, "Daoist Qing Hui, where is the other party?"

   Zhang Ming stretched out his hand and pressed her knife back with a calm expression. He smiled and said, "No hurry, go back to sleep first, and refresh yourself. I'm afraid the other party will come tomorrow."

   This is very slow to erode the golden body of Luohan.

   It's late at night and it's more difficult to find the other party. Since the other party wants to fight, then wait for him to come.

  Zhang Ming turned around and sat back in the chair, took two bites of the cakes served by Yin Xue, and then closed his eyes and sipped tea.

   Yin Xue's hand holding the handle of the knife did not loosen.

   "Master, you go to sleep first, I'll be at the door."

   She walked to the door, closed the door, and then stood quietly at the door holding the knife, motionless.

   "Yin Xue, you don't have to..."

   Zhang Ming shouted out, but halfway through the shouting, he suddenly saw a swaying cyan above Yin Xue's head rising slowly, even through the wall, it was clearly visible.

"This is……"

   He retracted his words and smiled across the wall: "Since the girl insists, then there will be a labor girl."

  Yin Xue hugged the knife tightly and did not speak.

   The night and the shadows of the mountains reflected in her eyes, but there seemed to be a glittering light in her eyes.

   For the past eighteen years, she has always taken protecting Guo Xiang as her duty, day and night, never leaving her.

   Now, she is guarding the Taoist priest of Qing Hui.

   Maybe the Taoist priest Qing Hui doesn't need to protect herself, but this is what she believes to be her persistence.

   is certainty.

   is also the Tao.

   At this moment, it was as if something broke open in her body, like a bud bursting out of the soil.

   The original Yuan Dan rotates rapidly, and the edge is cut off by invisible force little by little, showing edges and corners. At first, it looks like a woman, then turns like a man, and finally forms a knife.

   This sword symbolizes her lifelong protection.

  This sword is her destiny.

  Yin Xue, who was enlightened once, accumulated a lot of money, and returned to the peak of the One Realm, finally stepped into the threshold of the Fate-Shaping Realm.

   "The qualifications are good, congratulations."

   Zhang Ming whispered softly, got on the bed, covered the quilt, and fell asleep peacefully to the melodious sound of the bell.

  In the invisible world, the golden ripples are like ropes, winding little by little towards the golden body of Luohan.

   was constantly rejected.

   Only mottled black remains, like chains.

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   (end of this chapter)