Chapter 113: Just Like Yesterday

The night deepened and the rain was still falling.

Qi Xuansu and Zhang Yuelu woke up at the same time.

Both of them had very good hearing, and they only heard a very light rustling of footsteps, and in a blink of an eye they had arrived outside the ancient temple.

Qi Xuansu's heart trembled: "The people who came here are not good, could it be the people of Lingshan Witch Cult who came to take revenge?"

Zhang Yuelu said in a line: "Tianyuan, don't make a sound."

Qi Xuansu nodded.

The two slowly stood up, Zhang Yuelu had taken out the "Wuxiang Paper", and Qi Xuansu was holding the "Qingyuan" on his waist.

After a while, an old voice was heard outside the door, "Is Deputy Hall Master Zhang of Tiangang Hall in the temple? We have something to ask you, please show up."

Zhang Yuelu's face changed slightly, and when he was about to speak, he heard Qi Xuansu say first: "Which group of friends are visiting in the middle of the night?"

The next moment, the door of the ancient temple fell down, revealing the scene outside, but seven people lined up outside the temple, holding kerosene lamps from the Western Continent in their hands, fearless of wind and rain.

After this group of people pushed down the door, they shone the kerosene lamps in their hands towards Qi Xuansu, which was inevitably dazzling. This move

was extremely unreasonable, but they hid in the darkness behind the light, making it impossible to see their faces. Just this light made it seem that the people who came were full of hostility.

The leader said in an old voice: "Master Zhang, please come out."

The others also said: "Master Zhang, please come out."

The voices of these people spread far from the wilderness, shaking the dust on the beams of the broken temple and even the tiles making a slight sound. It is obvious that each of them has a good cultivation.

Zhang Yuelu slowly stepped forward and asked directly: "Who are you and what do you want me for?"

Zhang Yuelu's voice was not loud, but among the voices of the seven people, everyone could still hear it clearly. She spoke lightly, just like a normal conversation. Compared with the seven people who deliberately spoke loudly, it seemed much more natural, which shows that Zhang Yuelu's cultivation is better.

At this time, someone shone a kerosene lamp on Zhang Yuelu's face, and took out a portrait for comparison, saying loudly: "Yes, it's Zhang Yuelu."

Zhang Yuelu immediately understood that these people were coming for her. She had many enemies, but she used to stay in the ancestral palace of Yujing. When she occasionally left Yujing, she would either be accompanied by many people, travel with other masters, or take a flying boat directly, so these people had no way to attack her. This time, she decided to go home by land, which gave them an opportunity to take advantage of her.

Zhang Yuelu also knew that she was careless. If she was alone, it would be fine, but the key was that she also dragged Qi Xuansu down.

Zhang Yuelu felt very guilty and said to Qi Xuansu by voice transmission: "Tianyuan, let me deal with these people, you find a chance to leave this place."

She was afraid that Qi Xuansu would not leave because of his face, so she added: "Just get away, don't worry about me, I have my own way to save my life and get away."

Qi Xuansu heard this and a familiar feeling came to his heart.

He seemed to have seen this scene somewhere before.

Soon, he remembered that this was not the first time he had experienced such a situation.

The last time was when he and his master returned to Yujing.

The same siege, and the master also asked him to run first.

To this day, the thunderous roar of the master still seems to echo in his ears.

That time, he was scared and subconsciously followed the master's words and ran away, but in the end he still couldn't escape the butcher's knife and was stabbed through the heart.

This time, will he run away again? Will he leave Zhang Yuelu alone?

Qi Xuansu only felt a tightness in his chest, as if there was a breath of air there, and his heart began to ache again.

For no reason, he wanted to roar and vent the anger in his chest.

However, Qi Niang taught Qi Xuansu that the more thunder in his chest, the more he should look calm.

So Qi Xuansu suppressed his impulse and just shook his head firmly.

Zhang Yuelu was angry. He didn't expect that Qi Xuansu, who was usually very obedient, would make a mistake at a critical moment. However, she felt a little bit of unspeakable joy. No matter what, Qi Xuansu didn't abandon her. They shared hardships and life and death. This was probably a good friend, right?

The seven people threw the kerosene lamps in their hands in different directions. They fell on the ground and hung on the beams, just illuminating the dilapidated temple.

At this time, the seven people's outfits could be seen clearly. They all had masks on their faces. They were not wearing scarves or eye masks, but wearing black cloth masks directly, and then dug two holes, revealing only a pair of eyes, and the rest of the ears, nose, and mouth were not exposed at all. This is the dress that should be worn in the martial arts world. Either they change their appearance directly like Xie Qiuniang, or they cover everything directly. As for eye masks and veils, it makes people feel that covering up the appearance is secondary. The key is that the meaning of temptation is more.

The leader deliberately said: "What a pair of unfortunate lovers, they flew away separately before the disaster."

Another person followed up: "That's good, there is a companion on the road to the underworld, so you are not alone."

The third person laughed strangely and said: "It's touching, but it's a pity."

Zhang Yuelu had a blank expression, and purple air flashed in his eyes. He identified the inheritance of the seven people and informed Qi Xuansu by voice transmission.

Qi Xuansu silently calculated the advantages and disadvantages between the enemy and us in his heart.

The inheritance of Confucianism is rarely spread outside, and the inheritance of people in the rivers and lakes mostly comes from Taoism and Buddhism, with Taoism as the main one.

Among the seven people in front of him, there is a Taoist priest. Although his true face cannot be seen clearly, his hands exposed outside his robe are as white as the hands of a dead person. His exposed eyes have deep eye sockets and deep eyes, which look eerie and terrifying. In terms of appearance, this is a sign of excessive yin energy. From this, it can be concluded that this person should be proficient in various unorthodox techniques, which are often unexpected and difficult to defend. If he uses talisman soldiers, the threat may not be the greatest, but in the case of being unable to get close, it is mostly difficult to deal with.

The leader is a Qi Refiner. According to common sense, the exiled immortal is known as the first inheritance of Taoism, and the Qi Refiner is the second inheritance. If the strength of the witch is closely related to the amount of incense and vows, then the strength of the Qi Refiner is closely related to the amount of Taiping money. If a Qi Refiner at the innate stage has a flying sword of excellent quality, he can exert extremely terrifying killing power.

However, flying swords of excellent quality are usually very expensive and not affordable for ordinary people. Unless there is another opportunity, many Jianghu Qigong practitioners will never have the hope of owning a top-quality flying sword in their lifetime.

The other five people are warriors, monks, and independent people, but there are no witches or monks.

These seven people seemed to know that Zhang Yuelu was not easy to mess with. Seeing that Zhang Yuelu was unmoved by their words, after looking at each other, one of them said, "Brother, I think this Master Zhang is very well-organized. Wouldn't it be a pity to kill him directly? Why don't we have some fun first to avoid waste."

Then he said to Qi Xuansu, "You haven't seen Master Zhang's body yet? Thanks to us, you can open your eyes today!"

Another person said, "This is a good idea. I think this pair of little mandarin ducks should still be chicks and have not experienced human affairs. It's just right for us to teach them."

These people are determined to provoke Zhang Yuelu to anger. If Zhang Yuelu loses his composure, their chances of winning will increase by another 10%.

Qi Xuansu clearly sensed that Zhang Yuelu had a rare killing intent in an instant.

Zhang Yuelu turned his eyes to the two people who spoke and said slowly: "I probably can't escape today, but it's not difficult to leave a few people to accompany me on the road. Since you two like to talk and sing the same tune, I decided to leave you two, so that I don't have to be bored on the road to the underworld."

The faces of the two people under the masks fell, which was very ugly.

If Zhang Yuelu really had the idea of ​​burning jade and stone from the beginning and was determined to take a few people away, then it would be impossible for the seven of them to be unscathed.

Qi Xuansu's eyes quickly swept over the two people.

A warrior and a monk.

The monk was a big man eight feet tall, wearing black armor, and his figure was extremely burly, like a high wall. And through the gaps in the black armor, it was vaguely visible that there was a faint golden color on his skin. He should have practiced Buddhist skills. I wonder if he is a Buddhist disciple.

I just don't know what kind of black armor this monk is wearing. It's unlikely to be a treasure. It's a blessing for ordinary people to have a spiritual object. Treasures are rare after all.

The warrior is a thin man. He doesn't show off his abilities. This is also the norm for warriors. All the money they spend on food and medicine is spent on various ingredients. They don't care much about things outside of their bodies. Or maybe their physique is the best weapon.

At this time, the leading Qigong cultivator shouted, "Let's deal with that pretty boy first."

The monk gritted his teeth and rushed towards Qi Xuansu first.

The monk was already very burly. After putting on armor, he looked even more majestic. At this time, he strode forward like a small mountain pressing down, unstoppable.

The warrior followed closely behind.

Qi Xuansu faced the monk and didn't want to avoid him. He took the initiative to meet him.

The monk's fist fell heavily, facing Qi Xuansu's palm. There was no sound of bones breaking, but the sound of metal and stone colliding.

The monk was startled.

Could this person be a warrior in the Return to the True Realm stage?

At the moment when the monk lost consciousness, Qi Xuansu had already pulled out the "Dragon Hand Gun" and fired directly.

At such a close distance, the fire gun was extremely powerful. The armor on the monk's body was directly shattered. He staggered backwards, bleeding from his chest, and had lost his fighting power.

The warrior who followed the monk came in front of Qi Xuansu and punched like the wind. Each punch attacked Qi Xuansu's must-have. At the same time, he kept changing positions, dazzling. In just a moment, he had punched more than a hundred times.

However, Qi Xuansu had expected it. He swept back and not only avoided the warrior's fist, but also reached out to touch his waist and raised his hand.

A flash of cold light.

The warrior felt a chill on his face, and then a burning pain came from his neck.

The warrior reached out and touched his neck, and saw a bloody red.

It turned out to be a flying knife.