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Chapter 680 Code Word

Lan Ling was defeated all the way.

This fifth-level guard is no ordinary man. His pair of boxing gloves are also treasures. The sharp claws on them are not at all inferior to the scimitars that Lan Ling keeps releasing. Moreover, Lan Ling is purely inspired by spiritual power, while this fifth-level guard uses his own strength and skills. If the confrontation continues for a long time, Lan Ling, who is already one level lower than him, will quickly run out of spiritual power.

So she kept retreating.

While the two men were fighting, two more rays of spiritual light swept over. One of them was instantly reflected. It was from the third level, so no one dared to interfere.

The other fifth level person started to watch the battle without any hesitation, but had no intention of joining the battle. Of course, this was also the style of the Liao people. In a one-on-one duel, if the other party did not actively ask for help, and you went to help him, it would mean that you looked down on him, and you might have to fight on the spot.

"Where did you come from, you ignorant woman, to dare to attack us? Now tell me who is behind you. I will give you a quick death for the sake of being a fellow cultivator!"

"Oh, the wild dog has its tail raised up?"

Lan Ling was saying a curse word that was commonly used by Liao people. It didn't contain many dirty words, but it was extremely insulting in Liao culture. Its literal meaning was a wild dog pretending to be a wolf, and its actual meaning was almost the same as calling someone a bastard.

Lan Ling learned this sentence from some fierce women in the neighborhood.

The opponent was successfully enraged and swung his fists faster and more urgently, and Lan Ling retreated even faster.

Soon, Lan Ling retreated all the way back to the house where the golden wolf was released. Suddenly, her style changed. She no longer simply fought with spiritual power, but used both hands to wield the scimitar and ice sword at the same time, making the monk who was already familiar with her attack rhythm flustered and kicked away without warning.

The kick was not very lethal, but it was powerful enough to directly kick the fifth-level cultivator, causing the roof to break and he fell directly into a large house.

The monk was furious and struggled to get up from the ground. He was about to go out to fight again, but then he saw a golden light in the corner of his eye and he couldn't help but turn his head.

He saw a small golden wolf.

The golden wolf was knocked down by himself, and there was a note next to him with clear handwriting.

"The goods are in hand, and the payment will be sent to the usual place."

The monk held the golden wolf and looked up at the old nobleman who had just been awakened by the fright and was hugging his concubine, at a loss.

"It turns out to be you."

Lan Ling left. When she saw that the other party discovered the golden wolf, she retreated decisively, but the retreat was not easy. Another fifth-level cultivator saw her retreat, hesitated for a moment, and then followed closely. Lan Ling was not Zhao Yushu. Although her footwork was good, she could not immediately shake off the pursuers. She still had a tough battle to fight.

Zhao Yushu followed the two Taoist boys to a small courtyard. Although the door was not open, the two Taoist boys had already knelt side by side. They did not make any sound to disturb them and just knelt there obediently. After all, having the opportunity to be personally guided by Master Zhang was a blessing they could not even dream of. No matter how anxious they were, they did not dare to wake up the Master.

Zhao Yushu was as anxious as they were. It was almost dawn, and if Master Zhang didn't come out, he couldn't keep waiting here.

Fortunately, Master Zhang didn't let him wait.

The door creaked open and the immortal-looking Zhang Tianshi walked out with a smile, but Zhao Yushu frowned.

Even without his spiritual power, he could tell that something was wrong with Master Zhang's condition.

Masters of inner scenes connect heaven and earth, and are constantly absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy. Looking at the inner scene from the inside is like looking at a flare, and looking at the inner scene from the outside is also like surging spiritual energy fluctuations. Those who are in the seventh level may not be able to distinguish between the ninth level and the outer level, but they will never confuse the outer level with the inner scene.

But at this moment, the spiritual energy flowing around Zhang Tianshi's body was not absent, but it was too fast.

He is now just like a water tank with the plug pulled out!

Someone broke his Snow Mountain Qi Sea? !

Zhao Yushu couldn't control himself and his heart beat faster.

This person must be the wolf girl’s second uncle, the legendary swordsman.

How did he do that?

Zhao Yushu recalled the scene in Wangjiang Tower where he used acupuncture to help Duan Tiezhu avoid reaching the fifth level of heaven. Could it be that Tiezhu learned it from him?

Putting aside his wild thoughts, Zhao Yushu decided to show up and meet him.

Zhang Tianshi looked at the two children kneeling in front of the door with a smile. They had perseverance and sincerity, which was a good thing. Since he had nothing to do, he might as well teach them a lesson.

Then he realized something was wrong. Taoists are extremely sensitive to changes in the natural world. With his level of cultivation, his perception of danger and accidents is several times more sensitive than others. As soon as he opened the door, he felt something was wrong.

Master Zhang closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His ears moved, and when he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be two flashes of lightning.

He 'saw' an outsider, sneaking around in the shadows.

It is not known whether this person is an enemy or a friend.

But he hoped that this person would leave quickly. If he was an enemy, it would not do him any harm if he left now. If he was a friend, it would be too late if he didn't leave now.

"You two, go prepare some breakfast for me, the Taoist priest."

"Yes, what would you like to eat today?"

"A bowl of porridge, two eggs, a plate of pickled vegetables, and a pot of tea. I want this year's new tea, Tang Dynasty tea."

"Yes!"

The two Taoist boys bowed together and prepared to leave, not daring to say another word.

When Zhang Tianshi saw the two were about to leave, he looked up at the slightly pale sky and sighed, "We have built such a high wall, but why is there still a cold wind blowing from next door that makes me feel cold?"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, turned around and walked back to the house.

The two Taoist boys looked at each other, not knowing what Zhang Tianshi meant by this. It's not cold now.

Zhao Yushu suppressed the urge to get up and meet him, because he knew that Zhang Tianshi knew he was coming.

What did Zhang Tianshi mean by that? Was he telling me that this place was dangerous and that I should leave quickly?

I didn't feel any cold wind, so the cold wind can only be a nickname.

The cold wind is coming from next door? Is there something next door?

Zhao Yushu turned his head to look at the towering courtyard wall, hesitated slightly, then turned over and jumped over.

Lan Ling didn't plan to escape.

First of all, she felt that if she continued to run, she might not be able to escape, and might even attract more pursuers. Her goal had been achieved, and now she needed to get rid of the tail as soon as possible.

More importantly, she felt that she was about to break through her bottleneck.

There is no barrier from the fourth level to the fifth level. Theoretically, as long as the spiritual power is accumulated enough, everything will come naturally.

She has accumulated enough now, and now she only needs a hearty battle to release all her spiritual power. Then she can go back and meditate for half an hour to successfully advance to the fifth level. But she must not be dragged to death, otherwise she will be forced to advance in battle and survive.

But she is confident now.

The one chasing after him was also a female cultivator, who moved in an agile and light manner, with a small scimitar that was sharp and swift. Her special footwork was enough to rank her in the middle to upper levels among the five heavens. She could easily kill a small fourth heaven cultivator slowly, so she chased after him confidently.

When she saw Lan Ling stop, she was a little disappointed. If the mouse didn't want to run anymore, the cat would lose a lot of fun.

Then her disappointment slowly turned into despair.

Lan Ling took out the treasures from the storage bag one by one. These were at least Xuan-level treasures. If all of them were activated once, it would almost consume all of her spiritual power.

Lan Ling stretched out a finger and hooked it slightly, and a pile of treasures under her feet emitted a dazzling light at the same time.