This person is a side branch of Confucianism, and there must be considerable Taoist powers, and Feng Zikang also has some expectations in his heart.
On the second day, Liang Wendao really went to battle and specified Feng Zikang before the battle.
"You and other mortals, you don't have to send yourself to death in vain, there is a debtor and a master, I am only angry for me, Feng Zikang, you come out for me!"
He stepped on auspicious clouds, floating in the air, the sound was like a bell, but it was magnificent.
Fortunately, the Lizhou soldiers also saw a lot of immortals, and they were not surprised, nor were they very afraid, and they booed everywhere and clamored together.
Feng Zikang smiled slightly, and the sword flew out.
"I am Feng Zikang, a soldier of Longhu Mountain, who is you, report your name!"
Feng Zikang naturally knew that he was Ge Shuluo's master, but he deliberately pretended not to know, and there was a bit of contempt in his tone.
Liang Wendao was furious, "I am the sect leader of the Songshan Wanjuan Sect Liang Wendao, my disciple brother Shuluo, who was ordered to crusade against the thieves, is upright, as a disciple of the Longhu Mountain soldiers, a member of the righteous path, you don't want to help, but because of personal feelings, you destroyed its magic weapon and committed this great crime against the sky, do you know?"
” "Humph!"
Feng Zikang sneered, "It turned out to be Sect Master Liang, Sect Master Liang has a big hat buttoned, but he can't afford it."
When today's son is unreasonable, forcing his niece to be a concubine, which is contrary to human morality, and Wudu Governor is against human ethics, why not?
As a cultivator, you don't think about meditating and diligently, but come to this troubled water again, I think you are the way to die against the sky!
” "What a sharp mouth!"
Liang Wendao was furious, "Since you are obsessed, then you don't need to say more, let me teach you on behalf of your elders!"
” He also entered the Confucian Songyang Academy to learn Taoism, and he was a disciple of the great Confucian Sun Zhengyang.
"Sect Master Liang, speaking of which, you still have to see the true chapter under your hands, your disciple is such a waste, and you still have to show off your martial arts, I don't know what kind of ability you have as a master?"
Although Feng Zikang said so, but this Liang Wendao is a monk in the later stage of foundation building, and his cultivation is supernatural, which is not trivial, although Feng Zikang has self-confidence, in fact, he is also fishy and low in his heart, and he does not dare to have the slightest slack.
"Junior's arrogance!"
Liang Wendao shouted angrily, his hands empty.
The two flying swords behind him came out of their sheaths and turned into red and black sword lights, staggered like scissors, and cut towards Feng Zikang's waist.
This move was fierce, and the soldiers behind Feng Zikang were frightened, and they all exclaimed!
Feng Zikang smiled slightly, "Not everyone can use these two swords well!"
If you can't control it, it's better to use only a single sword!
” He snorted lightly, and with a stroke of his finger, a white sword light flew up, entangled with the two sword lights, and formed a ball.
Feng Zikang remembered the two flying swords of Qianyang Zhenren, it was the sword of the thin old Taoist priest who penetrated his heart from behind when he was General Lu, he did not forget this hatred, and therefore, he hated the people who used the two flying swords, and he was even more reluctant to attack!
What's more, this Liang Wendao heart is divided into two purposes, controlling the two flying swords, there is indeed something inappropriate, he grabbed the flaw, chased and beat hard, the white sword light twisted, and actually crushed one of the red flying swords!
Liang Wendao snorted in pain and withdrew another sword light, for fear of being damaged sooner.
"Rude!
Faux pas!
” Feng Zikang smiled, his sword is not only his own cultivation ability, but also borrowed the power of the ancient sword of devouring the sky, now the sword spirit has returned, the sword technique is more agile, and the devouring is more conscious, when this sword fight, it bites off half of the sword spirit of the red sword light, which is naturally invincible and easily damaged.
Liang Wendao saw that the two swords were missing, and he was even more angry.
"Good you junior!
I have mercy.
You are ruthless, you just destroyed my magic weapon, you dare to destroy my Hongluan Sword, it's really fatal!
” "Red Luan Sword?"
Feng Zikang pretended to think about it, but shook his head again, "I haven't heard of it, I don't know how many levels this sword is, how can it be broken with a light touch?"
” Liang Wendao screamed wow, completely forgetting the Qi cultivation kung fu of his disciples when he first came, and now that the matter has come to his head, he can't help it at all.
Junior, Hugh is rampant, look at my magic weapon!
” He has been cultivating for a hundred years, and naturally there are some good things at the bottom of the box, only to see him flick his sleeves and sacrifice a golden book from the sky, and he will grow when he sees the wind.
At first, only ordinary books flew into the sky, but they covered the sky for half the day, and even the sky was dark.
"Books?"
Feng Zikang smiled, "Sect Master Liang, you are poor in donkey skills, and you have no ability, so you admit it and lose?"
” Shu's homonym, in order to quietly make a good lip color, even in the cultivation world, there are not many monks who use books as a magic weapon" Liang Wendao was ridiculed by him, but he was not angry, his book of ten thousand volumes of heaven is the treasure of ten thousand volumes, if it is not for today's anger, it will not be easily sacrificed.
Since he has used these 10,000 volumes of heavenly books, he will naturally not show mercy to his subordinates, he must be cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, in his eyes, Feng Zikang is already a dead man!
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"Young man, don't take advantage of some tongue!"
He smiled coldly, "If you have the guts, you will take my ten thousand heavenly books with a blow!"
” "Hugh said that one blow is ten thousand blows, so what?"
Feng Zikang could also feel the pressure of the book that day, and he was eager to try and challenge.
"Good!"
Liang Wendao clapped his hands, leaned down and bowed, and sang loudly: "Heaven and earth are born, thousands of books are collected, and mysterious mysteries are all in it, please open the book of heaven!"
” I only heard the roar, and the ten thousand heavenly books above my head squirmed, and it turned the first page automatically!
Fire!
Before Feng Zikang could react, he was trapped in it by the infinite flames!
"It's Samadhi True Fire!"
Feng Zikang's face changed, and the sword light swung out, forcing the scorching flame to be elsewhere, and when he looked up, he saw that the starry sky above his head had changed, as if he had been ingested into the private realm of the ten thousand heavenly books!
"Good baby!"
Feng Zikang praised, these 10,000 volumes of heavenly books can build a private world, and this powerful samadhi true fire is hidden in this first page, I don't know what good things are in the next few pages, I can't help but feel a little itchy.
Although this samadhi true fire is violent, it can't hurt him for the time being, Feng Zikang remembered that in the future refining tools, these samadhi true fires will be very useful, and he is not in a hurry to break out of the fire, but slowly condense his mind, according to what Qin Da Niu said, and converge these samadhi true fires.
Luo Kedi saw that Liang Wendao unfolded the Book of Heaven, and instantly Uncle was surrounded by a ball of fire, and he was confused for a long time, and he was about to rush forward to save him, but he was pulled by Mr.
Xuwan, smiled and waved at him.
Liang Wendao saw that the samadhi true fire trapped Feng Zikang, and laughed, "You also said that you have three heads and six arms, but I didn't expect that my ten thousand books turned to the first page and turned you into flying ashes. ” Before the words fell, I saw that the fire shook violently, and suddenly retracted it!
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Erkang face boiled and heavy.
Stay in the sword and fly into the formation. ※ "Who are you a disciple?
How dare you talk nonsense!
Don't you want to die?
” Seeing that it was a cultivator who came out of the battle, Brother Shuluo was a little discouraged, but he believed that his master was strong, and his supernatural powers were also gone, so he refused to give in, and shouted loudly: "I am Brother Shuluo, the chief soldier of Huangguan, and my master is Liang Wendao, the sect master of the Songyang Outer Volume Sect, who are you who dare to save people under my supernatural powers?"
” Feng Zikang smiled coldly, "It turns out that it is just a foreign sect of Songyang Academy, if you know each other, quickly withdraw from the army, I will not take your life for the sake of your master's face; If you are obsessed and do not regret it, don't blame me for being ruthless!
” Ge Shuluo was furious, he had not met an opponent since Yicheng came down the mountain, even if he was a monk, what could he do?
He shouted loudly, the white mist condensed, and the sound of blades inside was endless, and he rushed towards Feng Zikang viciously.
Feng Zikang chuckled, "This kind of magic weapon, dare to sacrifice ugliness in front of me?"
” He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a white sword light slashed, and the white mist instantly split into two pieces, among which there were countless broken blades, which fell down with a clatter.
Seeing that he had broken the magic weapon he relied on with just one finger, Ge Shuluo was frightened, and ran away, Feng Zikang smiled coldly, and did not chase after him, but just nodded at Luo Kedi.
Seeing that it was cheap, Luo Kedi urged the army to chase and attack, cover up for a while, and return with a big victory!
※ Wu Jifu was happy, Ming Jin collected the troops, rewarded the meritorious deeds, and invited Feng Zikang to sit in the chief, and the banquet was celebrated.
"Why is Mr.
Void laughing?"
Mr.
Xuwan shook his head, "Why did Senior Brother Feng ask knowingly, you knew that if you beat the younger one, the old one would come out, so why did you let that brother Shuluo go back?"
I can hide this thought from others, but I can't hide it!
” "Oh?"
Feng Zikang smiled faintly, "Mr.
Xu's eyes are really like torches, but everyone is in general mind, so you don't have to debunk it in person, making everyone look bad, right?"
” Mr.
Xuwan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
"Senior Brother Feng is really a dragon among people, and he really can't hide it from you, but in the future, he will need a lot of help from Senior Brother Feng."
Feng Zikang nodded, "It's okay, since you're here, I'm much more relieved."
If there is anything in the future, you can go to the small bamboo forest of the soldiers in Longhu Mountain to find me."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and they were very happy.
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The catastrophe of heaven and earth is beyond the reach of others.
But there are always some people who want to make this catastrophe as big as possible, and the mudier the water, the easier it is for the fish to touch.
Feng Zikang had this in mind, so he deliberately did not kill Ge Shuluo, waiting for him to find his master to help, and he was determined to make this matter bigger; And Mr.
Xuwan didn't talk about the sneaky actions in the past few days, but said that he persuaded Wuji to rebel, and even sent technical articles all over the place, instigating the 36 Nanban Mountains to help, but I am afraid that he is not good-hearted.
Obviously, he is not afraid of this so-called heaven and earth catastrophe, and even wishes it could be bigger.
It's just that this Mr.
Xuwan, who is sacred?
Is it the representative of the Hengqun demons?
Or are they some other idle sect members?
Even, is it a ninth-rate person?
These are actually possible, although Feng Zikang and him have the same goal and cooperate temporarily, but they are deeply guarded in their hearts.
When Feng Zikang guessed his origin, Mr.
Xuwan was also guessing in his heart.
Feng Zikang is a proud disciple of the Longhu Mountain Soldiers, and he is faintly already the first person of the younger generation among the nine streams of the righteous path, even among the three sects, there is no name that can overshadow him, but although this person's skills are high, he is very mysterious, and all kinds of information are not detailed enough.
He wants to make this heaven and earth catastrophe bigger, I don't know if it is the meaning of the soldiers of Longhu Mountain" or, is it simply the meaning of the people in the Nine Streams?
Xu Wan guessed in his heart, but he didn't announce it, and both of them laughed happily.
Since the defeat on this day, the Goshuro army has lost its fighting spirit and does not dare to challenge again, but only camps far away, occasionally sending small troops to harass, and no more large troops attack, so that more than a month.
Naturally, the imperial court could not tolerate this kind of war situation, and the war urging documents came down like snowflakes, so anxious that Geshuro was like an ant on a hot pot, scratching his ears and cheeks, not knowing what to do.
Fight, now it must not be beatable; But if you don't fight again, if you don't get your head cut off by that person's flying sword, you will also be cut off by the emperor!
"Master!
Why haven't you come yet?
” In the barracks, the wailing of Goshuro could be heard.
"Criminals!"
In the clear sky, there was a sudden roar, "I taught you Qi cultivation kung fu, Taishan collapsed in front of you and did not move, why can't you learn it at all?"
” When Geshuri heard the voice, he was overjoyed, and he knelt down with a bang facing the place where the voice came from, and said happily, "Master!
Is it your old man's house?
” I saw that in the clouds, a door opened, and a middle-aged man in Confucian costume, carrying two long swords on his back, walked out of the door with four square steps.
He looked to be about forty years old, with a clean face, several soft beards under his chin, and a flat face, which was not very interesting.
This person is Liang Wendao, the sect leader of the Songshan Wanjuan Sect, he received a letter of urgent distress from Ge Shuluo, thought about it for a while, and rushed to come through the Cloud Gate Divine Power, this Ge Shuluo is his beloved disciple, and he naturally can't ignore it.
"Disciple, who do you say broke your ever-changing cloud barrier?
This is the magic weapon in my door, how can it be easily damaged, it is really an indisputable thing!
” Goshuro's face turned pale with fright, and he kowtowed repeatedly.
"Master, the disciple has made it clear in the past few days that the person who broke my magic weapon is Feng Zikang, a disciple of the Longhu Mountain Soldiers, this person has great magical powers, and the disciple is really not an opponent."
"Useless stuff!"
Liang Wendao took a sip, "I've heard of this Feng Zikang, and he is considered a leader among the rising stars, but our Ten Thousand Volumes Sect is a Confucian lineage.
Counting that you are the same generation as him, and you are older than him, why are you not an opponent?
” "Master forgives sins!"
Ge Shuluo was full of shame, "It's just that this Feng Zikang has already built a foundation, and his skills are high."
"Oh?"
Liang Wendao's face changed, "At such a fishy age, you have already built a foundation?"
” Although the Wanjuan Sect is a branch of Confucianism, it is not a descendant of the three sects and nine streams after all, and he has never heard of Feng Zikang's mission of building a foundation through a god-level foundation.
"But building a foundation is nothing," he sneered, "You are not a good disciple, just wait for tomorrow, and be angry for your teacher!"
” If you don't come out on your own, people will say that they call themselves Confucian descendants, and the Taoism is not as good as that of the soldiers of Longhu Mountain, wouldn't it be disgraceful?
Liang Wendao went to recuperate and breathe, preparing to fight tomorrow.
At this time, Feng Zikang also opened his eyes.
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Smiled slightly, "Later stage of foundation building?"
It's kind of interesting."
With his current level, the Dao method of the Ning Dan period is subtle, and he has no way to challenge it for the time being, but he will not lose it, and he should have the ability to slip smoothly.
Now that the demon fetus has just begun, the first one to try the sword is in the late stage of foundation building, which is really a coincidence