Sending Gu Ya away, Feng Zikang left the grassland, and the imperial object flew out of the territory of Longhu Mountain.
After leaving Longhu Mountain for a distance, he changed into a cloud car, released a heavenly horse, drove a cloud car, and drove east comfortably.
These days have been rainy and dark, but when I flew above the clouds, I saw the light again, and I was physically and mentally comfortable.
The little fox crawled into his arms, chirping, and rejoicing.
He didn't fly far, but from the clouds, a group of people rushed out of the hula and stopped him.
"Stop!"
The man at the head, dressed in a magnificent robe, wearing a crown on his head, and holding a multicolored wooden staff, stopped in front of him.
A group of people behind him were also dressed like him, all with angry faces.
Could it be that there are also people in the cultivation world who rob the Dao?
Feng Zikang's eyes swept away, and he saw that the person in charge was only a cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi Extraction, and he made up his mind and snorted coldly.
"Who are you?
Why are you blocking my way?
” The person at the head had a gloomy face, raised the wooden staff in his hand, and pointed it at the tip of his nose, very rude, "Are you Feng Zikang of the Longhu Mountain soldiers?"
” It turned out that it was not a robbery, but it seemed to be seeking revenge, but I don't know how they recognized themselves.
"Who am I, and what do I have to do with you?"
Feng Zikang responded coldly, which further aroused the dissatisfaction of those people.
"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense with him, hurry up and give him some color to see, see what's so great about him, a disciple of the military family who can only sneak attack!"
"Yes, senior brother!
Hurry up and avenge Senior Brother Leng!
” The crowd was indignant, gearing up, and clamoring together.
Feng Zikang realized a little, and then carefully looked at the dress of this group of people, and sneered: "Isn't it a fellow Daoist of the Zongheng family?"
Is it for the cold golden cicada to avenge the broken arm?
” The person who came was the son of the Luochuan Zongheng family, Leng Jin Cicada broke his arm and fled, and returned to the door to cry, but at this time, when Feng Zikang was becoming famous, the result of the discussion of several treacherous and cunning seniors was that he could not clash head-on with the soldiers who were in full swing for the time being, and persuaded him to put aside the hatred of the broken arm for the time being.
Leng Jin Cicada held a grudge in his heart and instigated his brother to help take revenge.
"It's Zhang Qi of Luochuan's Zongheng family, since you know our intentions, then give us an explanation!"
Zhang Qi, the senior brother of the Zongheng family, pointed to the cloud car driven by Feng Zikang, his face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "This car was originally passed on by my master and my beloved son Leng Jin Chan, as a person in the righteous path, how can you hurt people and take treasures, and do this unrighteous thing?"
” "Joke!"
Feng Zikang sneered lightly, "Hurtful things have their own antecedents; Since I have this treasure, it is given to me by God, so why bother with it!
” Leng Jin Chan is actually the beloved son of a certain senior of the Zongheng family, which is a bit troublesome, but Feng Zikang doesn't mind, he did this matter above board, for his friend Mo Li's head, to denounce the source of turmoil in southern Xinjiang, and spread it, and the Mo family, which has always paid attention to righteousness, will support him.
As for the seizure of the monument, it is also normal, he even almost cut off someone's head, is it possible to send this cloud car back?
This cloud car is precious, but after all, it is just a low-level strange thing, can the Zongheng family take the risk of offending the soldiers to get it back?
These dozen or so people are sneaky, guarding not far from the exit of Longhu Mountain, but they don't dare to enter the mountain theory, they must want to vent their anger in private, just a few people, what is Feng Zikang afraid of?
"Arrogance!"
Zhang Qi is also a well-known figure among the three generations of disciples in the sect, how can he be allowed to rob the white like this, he was furious at the moment, and waved his wooden staff and knocked it on his head.
"Retreat!"
Feng Zikang's eyes widened, his hair was windless, and his eyes were sharp!
Zhang Qi only felt a thump in his heart, and somehow, he was frightened and scared, and the staff in his hand was actually suspended in the air, and he didn't dare to fight.
"Fear!"
This is when the incarnation ascends to the eighteenth level, and the seven emotions and six desires that come with it are wonderful, for a disciple who is only the eighth layer of qi induction, it can directly tug at his heartstrings, making him afraid and afraid to make mistakes.
Zhang Qi couldn't beat this stick, he staggered back a few steps, they were all standing on the auspicious clouds imitated by silver silk cloud yarn, he swayed, almost stood unsteadily, and fell headlong, but several junior disciples grabbed two steps and held him up, so he was spared.
"Senior brother, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, Senior Brother Leng said that this kid is a little weird to use sneak attacks, let's set up a formation to deal with him!"
"Array!
Array!
” Zhang Qiqiang suppressed the fear in his heart, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and shouted hysterically.
Although those juniors and disciples were a little strange, they didn't know what the senior brother had suffered, and they actually lost their temper to this point, but they still dispersed obediently, stood in their respective positions, and practiced the exercises, and lined up in a formation.
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"Oh, the method of arrangement?"
Feng Zikang smiled dumbly, the soldier family is the ancestor of the formation, although the Zongheng family has also gained some fur inheritance, but it is just a dazzling little skill, how dare you take it out to get an axe?
But I saw those dozen or so people running around, changing all over the sea of clouds, which was also a little unpredictable.
The formation is mysterious, and it can be regarded as quite extraordinary.
"Feng Zikang!
Do you have the courage to take on our nineteen vertical and horizontal formations?
” Zhang Qi stood at the core of Tianyuan in the formation, the fear just now finally dissipated without a trace, he felt even more embarrassed, at this time, the formation was swinging, he felt that Feng Zikang was absolutely unable to resist, and laughed arrogantly at the moment, and his words were very provocative.
"Nineteen Paths?"
Feng Zikang looked at it carefully, and counted silently in his heart, sure enough, nineteen disciples came and went, turning into extreme stillness with extreme movement, like a chessboard, and the changes in the middle were unpredictable, which was somewhat interesting.
This formation is clearly a variation of Go, but it is novel and interesting.
Nineteen people, each in charge of vertical and horizontal two ways, a total of 361 changes, each step, there are 361 choices, by extension, can be endless!
"Although the game is a small road, it can also know the changes of the world in it, which is good!"
Feng Zikang nodded with an approving tone, but Zhang Qi was even more angry, "You junior, who do you think you are?"
Feel free to evaluate my Zonghengjia Town Gate Formation Nineteen Ways?
” Feng Zikang smiled slightly, "You Zongheng family, there are also some doorways, if the three hundred and sixty-one disciples are all here, each of them only controls a little, I may not be able to break this formation......"
"But now......"
Feng Zikang whirled, "If there is nothing to do left and right, I will accompany you to play a game!"
” In just a moment, Feng Zikang had already seen that this formation was hastily deployed, leaving several big flaws.
He gently patted the little fox's head, threw it into the back seat, and let it stay in peace, and Shi Shiran stepped off the cloud car, stepping on the iron sword, chic and free.
He was about to make a move, but he heard an angry rebuke not far away.
"Phew!"
"Don't you people be ashamed of winning with many?"
This is a crisp and hearty female voice.