Chapter 1071: White Snake

   Chapter 1071 White Snake Teaching

   On the other side of Wufeng Mountain, in the courtyard where Master Chen Fei Ming Daochuan lived in seclusion.

   An old woman with gray hair sat cross-legged on the ground, with mottled spiritual energy in her mouth, expressionless, as if she was practicing.

   But what is terrifying is that there is a large dark green snake coiled around her body at this time, coiled into a ball.

   Opposite him, there is also a thin old man with gray hair sitting on the fence wall. From a distance, he looks like he is wearing a clean cloth jacket, cotton shoes, and a hat, just like the costumes of the Republic of China.

   And beside him, there were three coffins standing upright, gloomy, making people look dignified.

"what!?"

   "Pfft!"

   At this moment, the old man suddenly shouted, his expression changed, a mouthful of blood surged up, and he spit it out.

   In the next moment, he saw that his face turned white, his whole body was full of aura, full of weakness and powerlessness.

   "Zhang Zibai, what are you doing!?"

  The gray-haired old woman was also alert, jumping up like a spring, dodging the inverse blood, her eyes were cold, and she stared at the gray-haired old man.

   At this time, the dark green snake under her feet also straightened up, the snake vomited and hissed.

   The deep, savage pupils were firmly locked on the old man.

"My two little zombies have been killed by someone." I saw the gray-haired old man, who was the old woman's mouth, Zhang Zibai, wiping his mouth hideously, looking at the person in front of him, his face full of anger. Twisted, Road.

   "What?" The gray-haired old woman's face changed when she heard the words.

   Zhang Zibai, like her, is a seventh-level qi training cultivator, and her two little zombies, she also knows that even an ordinary sixth-level qi training peak cultivator is difficult to deal with them.

  If you want to destroy it, I am afraid that only a seventh-level Qi cultivator like them can do it easily.

   "Who did it?" Thinking of this, the gray-haired old woman couldn't help but said solemnly.

   Could it be that dead old man inside, there is a helper here! ?

"I don't know, but my two little zombies died almost at the same time... It's impossible for someone who has practiced the sixth level of Qi to do it! It should be a more powerful person. Ma, who dares to give me Zhang Zibai's face like this, destroy it. Got my corpse!?"

   That Zhang Zibai was able to control his emotions at first, but later, he just gritted his teeth and said the following words. Fierce.

   Although these two little zombies were only his spare corpse refining, it took him twenty or thirty years of hard work, and now, after twenty or thirty years of hard work, how could he not be furious and angry! ?

   "Could it be the helper that the old man found?" The grizzled old woman frowned and said coldly.

   "Um...Go! Go in and have a look." That Zhang Zibai took a deep breath, straightened his face, carried the coffin and walked into the courtyard.

   Ming Daochuan is a farmhouse courtyard similar to a traditional landlord's compound, with high walls and green tiles, a small scarlet door, and door nails, but at this time, the courtyard was completely blocked by a shallow mask.

   This is the formation that Fade Chen had set up in this courtyard when Chen Fei left. It can barely be regarded as the fourth level of the human formation. If someone presides over it, if it is not the presence of the ninth-level qi training cultivator, no one else wants to break it.

   In that mask, a figure sat quietly on the ground. That figure was none other than Fade Chen's master, Ming Daochuan.

   But looking at him at this time, it seems that the situation is not very good, his face is pale, his breath is very weak, and he is also confused.

   In order to block those people outside, he has been presiding over this formation continuously for more than half a month.

   He didn't eat or drink for more than half a month in a row, and he also needed to spend his spiritual energy to preside over the formation. Even at the seventh level of Qi practice, he was still extremely weak.

   If this lasts for another half a month, I am afraid that he will really not be able to hold it.

   "Old man, you really can hold on!" As soon as he walked in and saw the **** tortoise shell, the fire in Zhang Zibai's heart couldn't help but grow stronger! He cursed fiercely.

  Naming Daochuan opened his eyes and looked at him, followed by an unexpected but mocking smile.

   "Why, I was so weak and was repaired by someone? Haha, it really deserves it!"

   "You..." Zhang Zibai's seven orifices lit up and was furious, but he was stopped by the gray-haired old woman beside him. I saw his voice was like Ye Xiao's, his whole body was terrifying and he looked at Ming Daochuan and said.

"Ming Daochuan, you haven't thought about it yet. What our White Snake Sect wants to do is just your practice method. As long as you hand it over, we will be friends from now on! Even my White Snake Sect Master has a golden mouth and is willing to promise you one. Human, isn't that enough? Don't be too ignorant of current affairs!"

   "Know the current affairs? Hehe, what is the knowledge of the current affairs!? Your White Snake Sect is also really good at thinking, what is the value of my practice, do you think I don't know?"

Ming Daochuan showed anger on his face, and said indifferently: "Zhang Zibai, we have been friends for more than 50 years, right? But it's really stupid, I kindly shared this book with you, how do you know you are so greedy Insufficient, and now together with the White Snake Cult to harm me?"

"Zhang Zibai, do you want the whole volume of the exercises? Okay, I'll tell you now, don't think about it, it's just a dream! I know that even if Chuan dies, you don't want to get any more, understand? ?Humph!"

   A look of shame appeared on Zhang Zibai's face, but he was replaced by greed and anger.

"Ming Daochuan, you also know that the two of us have been friends for more than fifty years, so how about you give me all the exercises, top, middle and bottom? It's clearly because you don't treat me Zhang Zibai as a friend, so why should I pay it back? Want to recite that old love?" He insisted.

   "You, that's actually the case, then you don't need to talk about it." Seeing that his old friend of more than 50 years is now so shameless, Ming Daochuan also closed his eyes coldly and didn't want to talk anymore.

"Ming Daochuan, do you want to continue stalemate with us like this? You should know very well that after at most half a month, you will definitely not be able to hold it without eating. At that time, you will not have to let it go. I'm waiting for the slaughter? What's the point!?"

  The gray-haired old woman had a stern look in her eyes.

   "Let it be slaughtered? Hehe, don't worry, if I really can't hold it anymore, I will commit suicide ahead of time. Anyway, I have lived so long, enough." Ming Daochuan sneered and closed his eyes.

   At this moment, a sneer came from the door: "Suicide? Haha, are you sure you have the ability?"

"Who?"

  Zhang Zibai, the gray-haired old woman was vigilant, jumping up like a spring, her whole body tense, and she stared at the door.

   Even the former had quickly opened the coffin board and released a corpse that was dyed a faint dark green. It was wearing armor, with sharp, long and narrow nails, and its pupils were filled with cruel light, which was very empty and frightening.

   "Zhang Zibai, Madam Bai, it's me."

   I saw a person Shi Shiran walked in.

   This man was dressed in a black shirt, with a bald head and hazy eyes, which made people feel like a poisonous snake, very dangerous, and very infiltrating. What's even more terrifying is that, at the same time, there is also a green snake wrapped around his arm at this time. It is very small, but it feels very scary, as if it is full of poison...

  However, the gray-haired old woman was overjoyed when she saw him, and then she bowed slightly and said, "Why are you here, Protector Right?"

   It turns out that this old man is none other than the right guardian of their White Snake Sect, one of the left and right guardians of the White Snake Sect, the eighth-level master of dignified Qi training - the Green Snake King.

   "Hehe." The White Snake taught the right protector, the Green Snake King, with his hands behind his back, and didn't answer the question from the gray-haired old woman, the white woman.

   Instead, he saw that Shi Shiran walked to the mask, looked at Ming Daochuan with a sneer, and said, "Do you really think that I, the White Snake Cult, can't help your turtle shell!?"

   "Humph!" Ming Daochuan snorted coldly, but did not speak. But secretly he was more cautious.

   "Hehe." Seeing this scene, the Green Snake King sneered, waved his hand, and a tattered scroll directly floated into the air with white light.

   Ming Daochuan didn't even react, the tattered scroll was already shooting out a large piece of white light, and the next second, the mask that originally guarded the courtyard was completely shattered... It collapsed all at once! Incredible.

   "What?" Ming Daochuan's face changed in surprise, with a look of surprise. Before, even the White Snake Cult Master, who practiced the ninth level of Qi, failed to break this formation, but now, why is this? how come! ?

   "Hehe, as expected of the treasure that the sect master brought back to the secret realm, it's really useful. Zhang Zibai, Madam Bai, what are you still doing? If you don't take action to capture him, do you have to do it yourself?"

  The Green Snake King murmured at first, and then saw that his eyes fell directly on Zhang Zibai and Bai Po, and said coldly and dignifiedly.

   "Yes!" The white woman reacted first, with a sneer on her face, and controlled the dark green snake, Changxin, and surrounded Mingdaochuan. He sneered: "Ming Daochuan, now my wife, what else can you do to stop us?"

   That Zhang Zibai didn't say anything, but the corpse refiner behind him was also pushing towards Ming Daochuan.

  The air was filled with a faint corpse odor, which was nauseating and disgusting.

   Seeing this scene, Ming Daochuan couldn't help but feel a little despair in his heart.

   "Old man, I'm back! Do you miss me?" But at this moment, a calm laughter came through the night sky, which made everyone's expressions stunned. Then the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

   "Who? Get out!" The White Snake Cult Blue Snake King burst out with terrifying aura, covering the courtyard, and shouted coldly.

   "This, this voice, difficult, could it be... that kid!?"

  Ming Daochuan's eyes trembled, unbelievable, said.

   But the next moment, a figure Shi Shiran walked in, which directly made his eyes a little wet.

  Because that person is not someone else, he is actually his apprentice who disappeared for more than three years, that **** stinky boy, Chen, Chen Fei? !

   (end of this chapter)