Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 132: Battle against the Temple Messenger

After saying that, Leng Feibai pulled out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and said, "Give this to Censor Lai after you rescue him. That old man suffered an undeserved fate. Because he spoke frankly and accepted advice, he was beaten to death! Now, the three of you will help me protect the law first."

The three clones nodded and took the banknotes given by Leng Feibai. After finishing the explanation, Leng Feibai sat down cross-legged and entered the inner scene again.

"The reason why Mrs. Fan has a high fever!"

Leng Feibai looked at the ball of light in front of him, which was about the size of a baseball. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and pointed at the ball of light.

"Snapped"

The ball of light exploded, and a burst of information flooded into Leng Feibai's mind.

In the picture, there was a blindfolded man wearing clothes similar to Wu Zhu's, holding a small packet of medicine powder in his hand and sprinkling it on the snacks prepared for Mrs. Fan.

The scene changed. Early the next morning, Mrs. Fan was lying on the bed with her face flushed red.

"It turned out to be him!"

Leng Feibai gritted his teeth in anger. Although he didn't recognize this man's face, his identity was very clear to him.

The bastard who drugged her turned out to be the only remaining messenger of the temple besides Wu Zhu.

If Leng Feibai remembered correctly, near the end of the second season of the drama, Wu Zhu was seriously injured and his life was in danger because of this bastard, and this guy was in cahoots with that old loach Li Yunqian.

"The feedback indicates that this bastard administered the drug three nights later."

Leng Feibai's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he thought to himself, "Okay, okay, I'll use your blood to vent my anger. If I remember correctly, you guys in the temple are as powerful as Grandmasters."

Thinking of this, Leng Feibai raised his hand to disband the three clones and created three new shadow clone talismans.

"I'll leave Kyoto to you three. And when you return, find an opportunity to kill He Zongwei!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai soared into the air and disappeared without a trace, turning into smoke and dust.

At the same time, the three clones returned to Kyoto and hid around it.

Leng Feibai ran all the way without daring to rest. It took him three days to rush back to the woods on the hilltop near Danzhou Port, his face full of fatigue.

Leng Feibai had hardly any rest during the five-day journey from Shijia Town to Kyoto.

After returning to Fan Mansion, he received news that Leng Feibai had been traveling for three consecutive days and three nights. Even a grandmaster could not endure such endurance.

Suppressing the discomfort in his body, Leng Feibai's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he passed the message to his two clones in Danzhou.

"How's it going? Have you found anything in the past few days?"

The clone didn't bring any good news to Leng Feibai. "No, the two of us have been keeping an eye on the kitchen and the servants preparing fruits and meals these past few days, but no one has done anything strange."

"The point is tonight!"

Leng Feibai gritted his teeth and said, "Someone wants to poison grandma's snacks. You guys keep an eye on the Fan Mansion, don't..."

Before Leng Feibai could finish his words, a subtle voice came from behind him.

He was very familiar with this sound. After all, when Wu Zhu beat him up, the sound he made was not much different from the previous one.

Diamond Air Shield

Leng Feibai made a move instantly, and a golden air shield bloomed, blocking the attack from behind.

When he turned around, he saw a mysterious man dressed similarly to Wu Zhu, holding an iron chisel in his hand.

"Temple Messenger!"

Leng Feibai sneered and said, "I didn't expect to run into you here. It's just right. If I kill you, I can rest in peace for a few days!"

The temple messenger listened to Leng Feibai's words, his electronic voice devoid of emotion, "Redundant, a redundancy different from Ye Qingmei's, equally damnable!"

The temple envoy originally went to Danzhou to give Mrs. Fan fever medicine as requested by Emperor Qing.

Then he would go to Jiangnan to commit a murder and lure Wuzhu out.

But what the temple messenger didn't expect was that Leng Feibai was just like those people he had destroyed before, and was a threat to the stability of the world.

"Nine-fold Five Thunder Talisman!"

Leng Feibai suddenly waved his hand, and nine five-thunder talismans flew out, releasing azure thunder, which intertwined into the King of Thunder and Lightning and shot towards the temple messenger.

The temple messenger turned into a stream of light, and he actually broke through the lightning net and attacked Leng Feibai.

Leng Feibai pulled back, and at the same time, a crimson energy burst out from his chest.

"Nine Yang Little Thunderbolt"

Leng Feibai, who had entered the fire state, waved his hands at the same time, and two qigong cannons filled with the power of the scorching sun burst out and shot towards the temple messenger.

"Vulnerable!"

After the temple messenger finished speaking, he swung the iron rod and smashed it towards the two balls of energy.

Leng Feibai's mind moved, and two streams of energy drew an arc in the air, hitting the man in the temple on the vest.

"When attacked, you must fight back, you must fight back!"

A strange electronic sound came out of the temple messenger's mouth, and at the same time he raised his hand and pulled off the black cloth from his eye sockets.

Leng Feibai watched the temple messenger's actions and did not dare to be careless. After all, he could not guarantee that this guy's eyes were not laser eyes.

In an instant, a rainbow ray flew out from his eye sockets and shot towards Leng Feibai.

Leng Feibai, who had been prepared, used the Cloud Step to dodge the attack of the laser eye in an instant, and at the same time pointed his thumbs at the temple messenger.

"Double Yang Sword: Rainbow Breaking the Sun"

Two streams of red sun sword energy burst out from the thumbs of both hands, merged into one on the way, and shot towards the temple messenger's eyebrows.

Seeing this, the temple messenger swung the iron rod and smashed it towards the Chiyang sword energy.

With a sharp blow from the high temperature, the iron rod in the temple messenger's hand broke at that moment.

The temple messenger's face changed drastically, and he turned around and fled. Leng Feibai raised his hand and drew a silver-white talisman, which quickly appeared.

"Tongtian Lu: Time and Space Stagnation Talisman"

The talisman flew out, and the surrounding space seemed to have lost its color, turning into black and white space.

For a moment, everything in the space, including the temple messenger, became unable to move except Leng Feibai.

"Xun Zi·Wind Rope!"

Leng Feibai did not dare to be careless. He used Fenghou Qimen to condense countless gusts of wind chains, which restrained the temple messenger's movements and strangled him tightly.

While tied up, the temple messenger spurted out a mouthful of golden liquid and his tone became panicked.

"Too dangerous, too dangerous, ￥%￥**&%#%#..."

Perhaps the restraint of the wind rope destroyed the temple messenger's voice system, and all kinds of strange tones appeared in his mouth.

Looking at the temple messenger's confused speech, Leng Feibai breathed a sigh of relief and walked a few steps to him. The chaotic sea of ​​energy in his chest suddenly erupted, and the five-colored Qi energy climbed up Leng Feibai's arm, performing his final move.

"Three fingers kill the immortal, both the soul and the body are lost, and there is no rebirth after ten thousand calamities"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai poked the three fingers of his right hand on the back of the temple messenger, and a powerful force was poured into his body on the spot.

"boom"

With a loud bang, the temple messenger was turned into fragments on the ground under Leng Feibai's finger force.

The golden liquid splashed everywhere, directly covering Leng Feibai with oil.

"Bah, bah, bah"

Leng Feibai was so disgusted that he almost vomited, and he cursed loudly, "You still want to despise me even after you die? You deserve to have no complete body left!"

But at this moment, a special ripple emanated from Leng Feibai's chest, causing the surrounding space to suddenly distort.

"This is!"

Looking at the changes around him, Leng Feibai concentrated and perceived them, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise.

Because the source of the mutation is the first of the twelve levels in the body, the Gate of All Heavens.

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