"Sugu Fengjia?" Zhang Shiping held the wooden sign, frowned, thought for a few breaths, and shook his head, never thought where the so-called Sugu Zhangjia was?

According to his knowledge, there is even a Nascent Soul family, the Lingyan Dingfeng family, and several Jindan families in the territory ruled by the Xuanyuanzong. But because of the thin aura here in Bone Wind Cliff, there are no famous big families nearby. In Zhang Shiping's mind, this Sugufeng family should be nothing more than a small family of foundation building, or even Qi training.

As for the corpse of this demonized low-level monk, Zhang Shiping searched in the storage bag with his spiritual sense, but he didn't find any coffin or other magic weapon that could be used to preserve this corpse.

But this is not something to be embarrassed about. He raised his hand and flicked a few weird-looking mother-in-law blades flying out from his sleeves. A few white lights suddenly appeared, and an old tree ten feet away from him suddenly fell down. land.

He looked at the trunk, selected a trunk of suitable length, and moderate thickness, and drove these several mother-in-law blades to make it into a simple coffin. Then Zhang Shiping took out a few black-red stones exuding a cold air from the storage bag, threw them in, and then threw the two corpses in as well.

With a bang, the cover flipped several times from the ground, flew onto the coffin, and closed tightly together.

As the cold air gushed out from the black and red stones, a layer of off-white mist and thin ice gradually condensed on the coffin body. Zhang Shiping put it into the storage bag without changing his expression.

He stood on the spot, and his spiritual consciousness slowly radiated from his body. With the hill he was at as the center, the undulating mountains and rivers, the deep valleys, the flat spot, and the flowers, trees, birds and animals in the mountains... were all surrounded by him. Perceived by the spreading spirit and mind.

After a while, Zhang Shiping withdrew his consciousness and looked towards the east, his figure gradually became blurred, just a piece of broken leaf swayed down, passed by his body, and landed leisurely under the tree. On the ground with dead leaves, Zhang Shiping's phantom slowly dissipated.

In the distance, a gray rainbow flew towards another mountain seven or eight miles away.

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A branding iron snake about two feet long, with yellow stripes and black spots on its body as thick as an ordinary person's arm, is taller than the two low-level monks picking herbs in front of it. The iron snake hissed and spit out dark purple forked snake letters. A few feet away in front of it, there were two monks carrying bamboo baskets. sides.

The old man's cultivation base is on the seventh level of Qi refining, his appearance is very ordinary, his face is dark, and his face is full of wind and frost. He took a step forward with his left foot, and his right foot behind him, holding a long iron stick in his hand, with the head facing diagonally Holding the demon snake, a solemn look on his face.

Among the low-level monks, there are many who directly hold long knives and long sticks. Some of them are because they have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time before becoming immortals, and they are used to the fighting methods in the rivers and lakes. Of course, there is also a part of the reason, that is because low-level monks have weak mana, and although the imperial envoy's magic weapon is more flexible, its power is not as good.

The other young man looks to be in his twenties, with a lower level of cultivation, only the fifth level of Qi Refining. His face is somewhat similar to that of the old man, but much fairer. Nine-section silver flying around him Shiny, short sticks with barbs at the ends.

Behind this branding iron snake in the late stage of qi refining, there is a small tree that is as tall as an ordinary person's calf, with a few small blue fruits hanging on the branches and leaves, one of which has turned red, and has a faint fragrance. The two monks, one old and one young, stared at the small tree with scorching eyes. It seemed that they not only wanted to pick the fruit, but also wanted to dig out the roots directly.

The iron snake may have sensed the scorching gazes of these two people, and felt that it was being provoked. The upper body that was swaying slightly left and right suddenly turned into a yellow-black phantom, and in the blink of an eye, it moved towards the person with a lower cultivation base. young man pounced.

‘Tat-tat-tat...’ The short barbed sticks flying around the young man were connected end to end, even horizontally, and the iron snake bit the stick mercilessly.

Seeing that his nine-section whip held back the biting iron snake, the young man was overjoyed, and was about to manipulate the magic weapon to tighten the snake's seven inches, but he heard the old man sternly shout, "Back quickly."

A thick and powerful snake tail whipped towards the young man's waist with the momentum of sweeping away thousands of troops. The old man must have expected this, in this short moment he appeared next to his grandson, using the long iron stick in his hand to hold this powerful tail whip, the stick buzzed There was a loud noise, but the old man held on firmly, and the long iron stick did not come out of his hand all at once.

Hearing the old man's yell, the young monk looked like a wild goose, retreated a few feet away, and at the same time shot out a few bursts of spiritual light, his nine-section whip wrapped around the snake's body tightly, trying to crush the iron snake Into two paragraphs~lightnovelpub.net~ He knows that the scale armor of the monster snake is no weaker than the first-tier high-grade defensive magic weapon. The magic weapon is probably hard to break even the scales of the monster snake, but if it is replaced by a blunt weapon like the nine-section whip, it will be different. Once it is tightened, the branding iron snake will suddenly suffer pain and its breath will be more irritable.

Just when the old man was about to take the opportunity to hit him with a stick, a gray rainbow fell, and a young man gently moved towards the iron snake. A silver flower seemed to be slow, but in fact it landed on the demon snake in the blink of an eye. body.

The two monks, the old and the young, did not see any dazzling aura. The upper body of the iron snake, which was originally upright, fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Do you two know that there is a family named Feng nearby?" Zhang Shiping looked at the two of them calmly and asked.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes widened instantly, and he tried his best to take back the long iron stick that he had swung back suddenly, and the blood flowed retrogradely on his face, "Returning to the senior, I don't know if the senior is asking about Cangyu Feng's family, or Sugu Feng’s family?”

"Tell me about the situation of these two families." After Zhang Shiping heard the old man's words, although he heard the answer he wanted, he didn't show any strangeness.

The old man immediately introduced Zhang Shiping softly. This Cangyujiang family has been handed down for more than 800 years. Although there is no golden elixir, there are many foundation-building monks. It is almost the most powerful foundation-building family under the golden elixir family.

In the eyes of the old man, this kind of family is already a giant.

The Sugu Feng family was actually separated from the Cangyu family. On the surface, there is only one foundation builder, but how many are in secret, or whether there is any connection with the Cangyu Feng family? , he is not clear.