Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 343 Please enlighten me! (seeking subscription)

   Swallowing a golden pill into my stomach, my life is up to me!

  This sentence is not empty talk. Once the golden core is knotted, you can enjoy a lifespan of four hundred years.

   This is no longer a mortal. Among mortals, there can be almost a dozen generations in four hundred years.

  Among the rivers and lakes, Grandmaster Jindan can also be regarded as a big shot.

   Heaven and man do not come out, who will fight for the front.

  Besides, it is not so easy for heaven and man to walk in the rivers and lakes.

  Most people are still cultivators.

  The further you go to the back of your practice, the more you know how difficult it is.

  The road to martial arts is like walking on thin ice.

  At this moment, Monk Wangyou was full of aura, and he slowly stood up and looked into the distance.

   The innate peak bottleneck has been for decades, and once it breaks through, the taste is really wonderful.

   Monk Wangyou slowly walked down from the void, and came to Zhang Jing and Zhang Jing, clasped his hands together and said:

   "Thank you two guards."

   "With the two of us, why are you being polite?" Feng Wanli smiled.

   "Brother Feng is right," Zhang Jing's mouth twitched slightly.

   After Monk Wangyou thanked him, he returned the two bottles of thousand-year-old spirit liquid to Zhang Jing and the others.

   Now that it has broken through, it is no longer needed.

   "There is nothing important right now, let's consolidate some cultivation on the island first," Zhang Jing suggested.

  Especially now that you have just made a breakthrough, the best choice is to consolidate first.

   "Brother Zhang is right."

   "Okay," Monk Wangyou nodded.

  He also has this intention.

  The Blood Knife Gate was built in an unknown canyon.

  The mountains here are beautiful, the vegetation is abundant, and it doesn't look like a demon sect.

   After all, no one has stipulated that the Demonic Dao Sect must be established with a gloomy atmosphere.

  The head of the Xuedao Sect is a grand master of Jindan, and the Duan Sandao is at the level of an elder.

  It’s been a long time since I stopped asking about some small things in the door. Of course, I still have to report to him on big things.

  Wu Shengtian frowned a little, just when he was retreating, he suddenly felt a little flustered.

  With his level of strength, there is no such thing as flustered or not.

  Yes, this just happened.

   "Come here."

  The disciple of the Xuedao Sect guarding the gate stepped forward and fell to the ground.

   "Did anything happen in the gate recently?"

   "Return to the door master, the door has been very quiet recently."

   "Go and call Elder Song," Wu Shengtian ordered softly.

"Yes."

   After finishing speaking, the disciple bowed his body and retreated.

   "You mean Lin'er has been out for several months?" Wu Shengtian narrowed his eyes.

  Xiao Lin is not his son, but he is better than a parent.

  He is his inheritor of martial arts, and he usually trains Xiao Lin as the next generation of Blood Knife Sect Master.

  So, Wu Shengtian has always paid great attention to Xiao Lin.

   "It was Chu Feng, the holy son of the White Lotus Sect, who invited him out of the mountain gate," Elder Song replied.

   "Immediately go to the White Lotus Sect to send a message, saying that I have urgent matters with Lin Er, and let them contact Chu Feng quickly," Wu Shengtian said expressionlessly.

  If there is no accident inside the door, it is very likely that something happened to the people outside the door.

   "Yes, this subordinate will do it now," Elder Song bowed and stepped back.

  Three days later,

  The three of Zhang Jing set foot on the fishing boat again, and three days was enough for Monk Wangyou to consolidate.

  So, they are not going to stay any longer.

   Wait until the next time, basically when the three of them break through the golden core.

   "How many heroes can go well?" the fisherman said with a smile.

   Zhang Jing did not break his promise, and gave the promised money to the fisherman long ago.

  So, he is also very happy at the moment.

   Coupled with the presence of such three great masters, there is basically no danger on the way back.

   "We didn't go in, we just walked around and scattered the ashes of our friend's ancestor in the sea," Feng Wanli replied softly.

  The fisherman smiled,

  Knowing that these people are unwilling to say more, they didn't ask any more.

  However, he has been at sea for so many years.

  I haven't practiced anything else, but my eyesight is almost tempered anyway.

  Naturally know what to ask and what not to ask.

  During these three days, Zhang Jing and Feng Wanli also consulted a lot with Monk Wangyou.

   After all, he has just broken through the golden core realm, and many experiences have not been forgotten.

   According to Zhang Jing and Feng Wanli's current situation, as long as they don't encounter any bottlenecks in the middle, forming a golden core is only a certainty.

   Facing the two people's advice, Monk Wangyou would naturally not be stingy.

  Told the two of them everything they had experienced.

  However, the test of Xinmoguan is not the same.

  However, you still have to find the weakness in your heart.

   Zhang Jing thought about it carefully, and he really didn't have any weak points.

  Starting from Yanzi Mountain, they basically plundered, fought for resources, and killed all the way up.

   I have never softened my heart, and it is common to destroy the family.

   "That ship looks familiar to me," Feng Wanli stood up and looked at a small black spot in the distance.

  At this moment, that little black dot was rapidly heading towards him.

   "It was the boat that came to make trouble on the day the master broke through. I didn't expect it to come again. I had already wiped them out and fed them to the fish," Zhang Jing said with a cold light in his eyes.

  The reason why he didn't act rashly that day was mainly because Zhang Jing felt that he was above the boundary of the East China Sea and had no interests.

   It is inappropriate to offend a top power.

   The six families are not all Jindan family.

   It seems that the ancestor of the Wenren family is a great power in the realm of heaven and man.

  Wenren has always been the top leader of the Six Families.

   "I heard about it," Monk Wangyou narrowed his eyes.

  A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. In terms of strength alone, Wenren's family is not inferior to Jinlian Temple.

   The two are basically on par, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

  Adding the Snow Mountain Sect behind Feng Wanli, and the Zhenwu Division behind Zhang Jing.

  The power behind them is definitely stronger than that of others.

  However, Xueshan Sect, Jinlian Temple, and Zhenwusi are all too far away.

  So, after they came to the East China Sea, they were all very low-key.

  The Red Dust Knife behind Zhang Jing trembled slightly, emitting a hint of murderous intent.

   It seems that Zhang Jing's emotions are felt.

  The big ship was moving very fast, and it was approaching in an instant.

   Moreover, the speed did not drop, as if trying to overturn the boat.

  The fisherman panicked, and hurriedly looked at the heroes behind him.

  Feng Wanli snorted coldly, and behind him, the sword Weichen unsheathed.

  The sword pointed at the big ship, and in an instant, hundreds of sword lights burst out.

   Formed a long river of sword energy, trying to cover the big ship.

  Originally, the Weichen Sword didn’t have a scabbard, but when Monk Wangyou was consolidating his cultivation, Zhang Jing and the others made a simple scabbard by themselves when they had nothing to do.

  A huge sword light flashed above the big ship, sweeping away the sword energy all over the sky.

   "Who is so rude?" A lazy voice sounded.

   Then, a person flew out from the boat.

   is a man about thirty years old, with loose long hair and stubble all over his face.

   There was a vague smile on his face.

   Monk Wangyou stared closely at the boat, and he felt the aura of the great master of Jindan.

   "The one with no manners is you, right?" Zhang Jing flew up directly from the sky with no expression on his face.

   "You made my brother go, right?" Wen Renfeng stared at Zhang Jing closely.

   "Brother, that's right, it's him. He didn't pay attention to us, Wen Rentong at all," Wen Rentong said loudly while standing on the boat.

   "Yes, what do you want?" Zhang Jing said lightly.

   "No, I just think what you said is right. My good-for-nothing brother is indeed a coward. He dared not draw his sword against you. He only dared to run back to Wenren's house to call for help. Such a person is a bullying and fearful waste."

  Wen Renfeng smiled.

   Wen Rentong below heard such words, his face turned green and then pale.

   Being scolded in front of so many people, I lost all face.

   "Ahem."

  There was a thick coughing sound from the boat, which seemed to remind Wen Renfeng to pay attention.

   After all, there are so many people.

   "Second Uncle, isn't your grandson right?" Wen Renfeng turned his gaze to the boat.

  However, there was no reply.

   "Crazy monk?" Wen Renfeng turned his gaze to Wangyou on the boat.

  He didn't know Zhang Jing and Feng Wanli, but Monk Wangyou had known each other before, but only a few times.

   There is not much communication.

   "It's been a long time since I heard about people benefactors," Monk Wangyou smiled.

   "You, have you formed an alchemy?" Wen Renfeng's eyes changed, and he felt the unfathomable aura in Monk Wangyou.

   "It was a fluke to break through on Fuling Island," Monk Wangyou put his hands together and nodded slightly.

  Wen Renfeng seemed to have been hit a bit, and said softly:

"congratulations."

   Congratulations made Wen Renfeng a little sour.

  He and Monk Wangyou were on the Billboard one after the other, but Monk Wangyou formed the alchemy first, which really hit him a little bit.

  Afterwards, Wen Renfeng turned his eyes to Zhang Jing again and said:

   "You're right, but after all, that trash is the trash of someone I heard. I didn't intend to come, but he said you are a master with a knife, so I became interested."

   "A few days ago, I went to Xu Danshan specifically, and learned a lot of sword skills with him. I learned a lot. I hope you will not let me down."

  Zhang Jing shook his head and said:

   "You have found the wrong person, I am not good at swordsmanship."

   "Your Excellency, don't be humble. It's just a discussion. I haven't thought about making enemies with a few of you. That trash will only provoke enemies. I'm different. I like making friends the most."

  Wen Renfeng smiled.

  Wen Renfeng has already figured out the way of survival of a family. It is okay to provoke enemies, but try not to provoke some troublesome enemies.

  For example, Monk Wangyou, let's not mention his strength in the Golden Core realm, but just talk about the Golden Lotus Temple behind him.

  Won't easily offend people when they hear about it.

  The two people who can make friends with Monk Wangyou don't look like ordinary people.

  So, Wen Renfeng's plan is to make friends, and at the worst, he can't offend her.

  Seeing Wen Renfeng's appearance, Zhang Jing knew that it was impossible not to use his hands, but he was really not very good at swordsmanship.

  Wen Renfeng has already discussed with Xu Danshan, and he must have already understood Naha's saber technique.

   It is not suitable to use it.

   "A few days ago, I just realized a style of sword technique, please enlighten me, brother Wenren."

  (end of this chapter)