Night falls.

"I, Zhang Ruochen, have met fellow Taoists."

With Zhang Ruochen's words, a cold young man suddenly came in front of him. The young man's black-clothed sword, his sword intent soared into the sky, and rushed straight into the bullfighting, as if he was about to poke a hole in the sky.

"You haven't seen each other for a few days, and you're getting stronger."

Nan Ci looked at Zhang Ruochen, then looked at the local monk trapped by Zhang Ruochen, and took a deep breath and said, "But there is no need to say anything about reminiscing about the past. I want to know where the master of this breath is."

Nan Ci spread his left hand, and a gray-black airflow was floating on it, emitting a sense of death. This was the breath left by the ancestor of the Liu family on Xie Guang, and was intercepted by Nan Ci to recognize people.

"The master of this breath?"

Nan Ci's left hand shook slightly, and the gray and black aura flew towards Zhang Ruochen, and at the same time, he said for granted: "Junior Brother Xie was injured by the master of this aura. I can only chop people and need to force him to heal Junior Brother Xie."

"What's wrong with Junior Brother Xie? Is he okay?"

After listening to Nanci's inquiry,

Li Miaoxuan was extremely excited. She had already taken the reason for Xie Guang's injury to her weak shoulders.

Zhang Ruochen's expression was a little weird. The master of this aura was beaten so hard that he was not even left. Now Nan Ci is here to ask for someone, so he can't give it to him.

"That, fellow Taoist Nan Ci? The person you are talking about is here just now... still here."

Zhang Ruochen felt a little embarrassed. After all, no matter what Nan Ci and others said, they were all from the same school as him. In order to save Li Miaoxuan as soon as possible, they did not know the specific injury of Xie Guang. They only knew that Fu Yun and others came, so they directly killed the ancestor of the Liu family in seconds.

"Just now? Still here? What about now?" Nan Ci was slightly frowning, and he had a bad premonition.

"To be honest, the person you mentioned just now was in your current position and was wiped out."

"What! Dead?"

This is the young Taoist priest who followed Nan Ci. As soon as he came, he heard the fact that the ancestor of the Liu family had been killed.

Nanci asked, "You killed?"

"Well, I died all of a sudden. Who knew he was so weak?" Although Zhang Ruochen agreed generously, his words became quieter and softer.

Of course, it was not that Zhang Ruochen was afraid of Nan Ci, but that Zhang Ruochen had a little affection for Nan Ci, Fu Yun and others when he was in Chunyang. After all, when he first came, he had eaten the ingredients they sent for a few days. They were short-spoken and soft-handed.

This feeling is like a normal feeling of guilt after screwing up a friend’s affairs.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly said loudly: "Well, don't worry, I have learned some medical skills, I'll treat fellow Taoist Xie Guang."

Anyone with discerning eyes knows that he is raising his voice to hide his guilt.

Zhao Qingzhou was a little surprised. The Taoist priest's figure sometimes was too tall and majestic.

, it seems unreachable, but I didn't expect that there was such a human side.

But Master Zhang, who would believe you when you speak like this?

Sure enough...

The young Taoist priest shouted: "Elder Brother Xie's injury, even Senior Sister Fu Yun can do nothing. How can you trust you..."

"I trust you."

A voice suddenly interrupted the young Taoist priest.

Nan Ci looked at Zhang Ruochen very seriously and said, "If it were you, I believe you can do it."

Ah, some people really believe it?!

Zhao Qingzhou looked at Nan Ci in surprise. Nan Ci's serious appearance did not seem to be fake, but... Zhao Qingzhou always felt that this kind of eyes, this kind of trust, and this kind of atmosphere would be fine if it were replaced by a woman.

Well, maybe it’s because I have just merged with the will of the Heavenly Way, and some small problems in my thinking are inevitable.

Well, it seems that we need to strengthen our thinking and will practice.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qingzhou was thinking about it.

"Why do I feel that your eyes are a little...disgusting." Murong Qiuli left Zhao Qingzhou quietly, and her eyes were full of disgust and stayed away from him.

"But, before going to treat, there are still some things to deal with." Zhang Ruochen suddenly turned cold, looked behind Nan Ci, and said, "Daoist still won't come out? Do you really want me to invite me?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ruochen threw out a sharp sword energy, whizzing through the young Taoist priest's ear, cutting through the long and leaving.

"Little Taoist, why bother? I was going to leave."

The sword energy penetrated into the void, causing a rippling ripples. Then, from this rippling, an old Taoist who was carrying an ancient sword on his back and holding an old whisk in his hand, walked out slowly.

Although the old Taoist looked like an elderly man who was about to move, the moment the old Taoist appeared, everyone on Zhang Ruochen's side became alert.

Because... who can step on the void? And hold it next to a bunch of supreme masters without being discovered? Such an elderly person can at least send away generations of people who have died.

"Since fellow Taoist is leaving, please."

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment, and then made a call to the old Taoist. He had just called out the old Taoist, but he just thought that such a strong man was very uneasy to lie beside him, so he exposed him so that everyone would not be attacked by surprise.

If there is no conflict, it would be better.

"Hehe, let's go?" The old Taoist suddenly smiled and said, "Since the old Taoist has appeared, he will naturally not retreat easily."

Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, "What about that fellow Taoist?"

"You outsiders in the world should have been exposed to the will of heaven, right?" The old Taoist answered with questions.

"……you?!"

"Don't be so surprised. People outside the world and the Heavenly Dao are not very secrets. I don't want to kill you either." The old Taoist had wrinkles on his face, pointed to the local monk trapped in the circle by Zhang Ruochen, and said with a smile:

"The old Taoist just wants to join in with the matter below."

“…”

Zhang Ruochen did not answer, but showed a look of interest.

"Since you fellow Taoists have no objection, then I'll do it."

The old Taoist always looked like he was smiling, and then a whisk suddenly waved, and a blue light came out, and you could see the magnificent beauty of mountains and rivers, the wonders of the stars in the sky, and the shadows of the universe and the universe.

As soon as the blue stream of light entered the light ball, it turned into a mysterious rune just like Zhang Ruochen used his methods before, and competed with the Dharma passed down by Zhang Ruochen, occupying the other half of the light ball.

"Is this? Oh my God, another supreme inheritance!" Everyone in the light ball exclaimed and screamed.

"Get out of here, don't block me!"

"Hahaha, now I have hope of revenge. Old thief Yuanyi, please wait for me!"

The people inside were all red in their eyes and breathing rapidly at this moment, because the supreme inheritance that was enough to cause bloody storms in the past was simply placed in front of them, and there were still two types. How could this calm them down?

Zhang Ruochen thought about it and said, "Fellow Taoist, is this?"

"Fellow Taoist thinks, why is the sky?" The old Taoist whisk scattered lightly, sprinkling a piece of stars, and the dark night was dark.

"The heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs. What you ask for is the old Taoist, but what I ask for is just a good wish."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist's originally smiling eyes suddenly appeared in his expressions of grief, pain, vicissitudes, etc., and then these emotions turned into a firmness and shining brightly.

Although that light was weak, Zhang Ruochen felt that it was indelible and extremely tough.
Chapter completed!