Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 212 Zhang Huaiyi's Meeting with Zhou Sheng

Seeing this, Chen Feng smiled gently and nodded in agreement: "That's right. After being away for so long, it's a good opportunity to teach the disciples in the sect."

His teaching skills are not very good, but his own abilities and vision are undeniable.

Under the all-seeing eye of the eye, the basic abilities of all disciples within the sect can be clearly seen, and giving them guidance is not a difficult task.

Besides, he was, after all, a vice sect leader, and had never taken on any disciples over the years. This was a good opportunity to properly instruct the Tang Sect's disciples.

For the next few days, Chen Feng stayed on the mountain and began teaching his disciples.

Use the All-Seeing Eye to point out their shortcomings and offer advice.

Instantly, the atmosphere of the entire Tang Clan changed within a short period of time.

As cultivators, people in the world of supernatural beings are quite concerned about their own strength.

Faced with such an opportunity, they naturally didn't want to miss it, so they put aside their trivial matters and went up the mountain to seek guidance.

Those disciples who received guidance from Chen Feng benefited greatly and immediately felt a sense of relief and enlightenment.

The elders within the sect sometimes give them instruction, but that instruction is all about the general direction, telling them how to follow this path, but not about the details of cultivation.

After all, everyone's talents and physiques are different, and practitioners need to figure it out themselves.

Under Chen Feng's guidance, the disciples of the Tang Clan essentially had a god-like perspective, which helped them eliminate many minor obstacles one by one.

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The land of Chongqing, with its deep mountains and forests.

It was late autumn, and maple leaves were falling.

A figure enveloped in golden light sped away at an incredible speed, even faster than a bird soaring through the sky.

Like a shooting star, it streaked through the jungle, startling flocks of birds into flight.

Whizzing! ! !

Several whooshing sounds echoed throughout the area, and several figures flew in rapidly, closely chasing the golden light.

At the same time, threatening words came from those figures.

"Hmph, Zhang Huaiyi, you're not getting away today!"

"Hand over the source of your Qi and we might spare your life. Don't be so stubborn."

"Go! Stop wasting time talking to this guy, take him down, all of you!"

The golden light revealed its form, with a pair of unusually large ears, an aged face, but extremely sharp eyes, and a powerful aura emanating from its body.

This person is Zhang Huaiyi, one of the thirty-six thieves of the Jia Shen Rebellion, the junior brother of Zhang Zhiwei, the contemporary Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and the comprehender of Qi Body Source Flow, one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

Facing the encirclement behind him, Zhang Huaiyi frowned slightly, glanced at the direction ahead, and seemed to have made a decision.

Hmm, there are enough people; it's time to deal with them...

With this thought in mind, he immediately took action, turning his body to a steady stop, standing on a rock facing the pursuing enemy.

Whizzing! ! !

In an instant, nine whooshing sounds came, and nine people came from behind at lightning speed, landing in various positions and surrounding Zhang Huaiyi.

Five of the nine people made no attempt to conceal themselves, while the other four used various methods to hide themselves.

A kind-looking old monk, holding a golden staff, suddenly brought it down.

boom! !

A loud crash was heard, and a crater was revealed in the ground, showing how heavy the staff was.

"Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor Zhang, hand over the source of your Qi, and this old monk may spare you. What do you say?"

This man is named Jie Ming. He was originally a disciple of Shaolin Temple, but for some unknown reason, he openly rebelled and chose to join Quanxing. Now he can be considered a grandmaster.

It is rumored that he has an unclear relationship with Jie Kong, one of the current Ten Elders.

These words immediately drew agreement from those around him.

"Yes, Master Jie is right. Qi Body Source Flow, we can spare your life. We heard you have a son, you don't want anything to happen to him, do you?"

"The situation is now very clear. Zhang Huaiyi, you have no chance. If you try to fight to the death, you will only face certain death."

"Hmph, with so many of us joining forces today, let alone you, even if your senior brother, Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, came, we wouldn't be afraid at all."

This time, these nine people have reached some kind of agreement, temporarily setting aside their differences in stance, and working together to take down Zhang Huaiyi and seize the Qi Source Flow.

Looking at the nine people in front of him, Zhang Huaiyi showed no fear, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Five experts from Quanxing, plus two from the Lü and Wang families, and people from Yanwutang and Xiangxi witchcraft, ah, what a formidable force."

"But you don't really think that just the nine of you can stop me, do you?"

Upon hearing this, the nine men instantly understood Zhang Huaiyi's intentions.

Immediately, their expressions turned gloomy.

A burly man with animal tattoos roared, "Stop wasting time talking to him! Let's take him down first, then we'll talk about everything else!"

The nine people activated various methods, attempting to swarm forward.

However, Zhang Huaiyi moved even faster. In the blink of an eye, a dazzling golden light appeared, illuminating the entire forest.

Despite its slightly short stature, it exuded sharpness, transforming into a razor-sharp blade as it charged forward at incredible speed.

In this unknown place, a great battle was about to begin.

The burly man, roaring angrily, took the lead, his body surging with red energy. Activated by the energy, the beast tattoos on his body seemed to come alive, completely enveloping him.

This is his family's method, somewhat similar to the methods of ancient shamans in western Hunan.

By activating the beast tattoos on the body, various physical attributes are greatly enhanced, thereby unleashing tremendous power.

Faced with such an attack, Zhang Huaiyi, who had the advantage in size, did not choose to fight head-on. Instead, his Qi flowed directly within him, and as a result, he moved like a flowing cloud, gracefully avoiding the various attacks from the others.

Then, with a flick of his finger, the golden light around him transformed into several needles, each faintly glowing with flames.

Sizzle! Whoosh!
The golden needles flew in a flash, passing through the beast's protective aura at incredible speed and striking various acupoints on his body.

The next moment, the Qi in the burly man's body diminished, and his entire body paused.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Huaiyi immediately lunged forward, golden light gathering on his arm to form a giant palm, which he slammed down heavily on the Quanxing expert in front of him.

boom! ! !
A dull thud was heard, and the man, struck hard, collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.

The atmosphere in the arena froze, everyone's faces filled with disbelief. What happened? A top-tier Quanxing fighter, close to the grandmaster level, and with a notorious reputation, was killed in a single blow.

Bang! ! !
As the sound rang out, a middle-aged man clad in a black robe stomped his foot on the ground, causing purple energy to flow and form streams of purple energy that attacked from all directions.

The Qi energy moved at lightning speed, and the attack was fierce.

This is precisely the Lü family's unique skill, the Ruyi Jin.

"Quickly, don't hold back! Zhang Huaiyi is quite capable, let's all attack and take him down!"

But the next moment, a scene that left him dumbfounded appeared. A glint flashed in Zhang Huaiyi's eyes, and then he also raised his foot and stomped hard on the ground.

The golden Qi flowed and surged into the ground, generating Qi energy that collided with the purple Qi energy.

The two forces of energy collided and eventually canceled each other out completely.

Seeing this, the man from the Lü family who had intervened earlier was stunned and exclaimed, "How is this possible!?"

That's right, the ability Zhang Huaiyi used was actually the Lu family's Ruyi Jin.

Having practiced this technique for many years, he was absolutely certain that he was not mistaken. Although the style was slightly different, its essence was the Ruyi Jin (如意劲).

Jie Ming, who was well-informed and experienced, had a vague idea of ​​what was going on as he watched this scene, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Previously, he had used the Three-Pronged Fire Needle technique and the One-Pronged Qi movement technique. Now, he can even unleash the Lü family's ultimate skill, the Ruyi Force.

Therefore, the only ones who possess this ability are probably the Eight Extraordinary Skills...

With this ability, it's impossible to know how terrifying Zhang Huaiyi could become.

But it's too late to turn back now.

Jie Ming let out a soft shout, and yellow Qi flowed within his body. Sanskrit characters swirled and rang on the golden staff ring in his hand.

Even a Taoist-dressed Quanxing expert dared not be careless in the slightest. With a wave of his hand, dozens of talismans appeared.

Then his face flushed red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the talisman paper.

The expert in Xiangxi witchcraft also used all his strength. The witch insects on his body flew out, wrapped in thick black qi, and attacked Zhang Huaiyi from all directions.

At this moment, the remaining eight people did not hesitate at all and used all their strength and the strongest methods.

Faced with the siege of a group of skilled fighters, Zhang Huaiyi's expression remained unchanged.

But for some reason, those eyes changed subtly, a strange blue light appeared, and even the mouth and nose faintly emitted a blue light.

If Chen Feng were here, he would immediately realize that this state was exactly the same as when Wugensheng used the Divine Spirit.

The only difference was that, in one place behind it, the golden light did not dissipate, but instead condensed and took shape, as if forming an eight-legged spider spear-like object.

Without the slightest sign of retreat, Zhang Huaiyi, fully prepared, gave a soft shout and charged towards the group.

No one noticed that on a nearby tree trunk, a black bird with a human-like expression in its eyes was quietly watching the scene before it.

Seemingly sensing discomfort, it stretched out a wing and scratched itself.

After half a stick of incense.

The great battle that had erupted deep in the mountains and forests had come to a complete end.

Zhang Huaiyi stood tall in the field, without a single scratch on his body, and even his clothes were slightly dirty.

Around him lay corpses lying haphazardly, each with a different manner of death and various fatal wounds.

The blood flowing from the corpses stained the earth, making the forest appear solemn and desolate.

Jie Ming collapsed to the ground, blood flowing from all over his body. He was the only one among his pursuers who still had a breath left.

At this moment, his face was full of bitter smiles and helplessness as he looked at Zhang Huaiyi in despair.

"You can actually use the techniques of various sects, such as Huangmen, Tiebanxian, Ziranmen, and Wulou Jingang. And you also have that final technique. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Shenming Ling. Don't doubt it. I'm old, but my eyes aren't blind. That technique is exactly the same as what the elders in the sects have described."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to use my former sect leader's unique method. Come to think of it, you are his sworn brother after all..."

Looking at Jie Ming, whose eyes were somewhat unfocused, Zhang Huaiyi's expression remained calm, without the slightest change. He calmly stretched out his hand, and a golden light flashed, transforming into a sharp thorn.

As the arm swung down, countless sharp spikes shot straight at him, completely piercing through Jie Ming's body.

Bah! ! !
Blood gushed out like a burst dam, staining the fallen red leaves below even more crimson.

This master of Quanxing died in this deep mountain.

After doing all this, Zhang Huaiyi did not leave immediately. His expression softened, and he looked up at the black bird on the tree trunk.

"Third Brother, you've been following me for so long, just say what you want to say. There's no need to play these tricks on me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black bird on the tree trunk immediately moved, flapping its wings and flying down.

Then, in the next moment, a horrifying scene unfolded.

Countless black energies began to emerge, and the black bird underwent a transformation.

From the thick black mist, a slender figure emerged, with a slightly harsh face and a slightly hunched posture. Grayish-white clothes were casually draped over his body, and he had a few strands of white hair and a white beard.

This person was Zhou Sheng, one of the Thirty-Six Thieves, a disciple of Wudang, and the master of Feng Hou Qi Men, one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

Zhou Sheng glanced casually at the corpses around him, let out a soft snort, and a hint of amazement appeared in his eyes.

"At the end of the art, the source of Qi flows. Huaiyi, your technique is truly extraordinary. I never expected you could even use that divine spirit of the fourth brother."

Wugensheng, the leader of Quanxing Sect, ranked fourth among the Thirty-Six Thieves and belonged to the Lesser Yang category in the Four Symbols.

This also echoes what Wugensheng said earlier at Yinghe Tower: "Grandson is Shaoyang. If possible, he would be willing to be a grandson for life."

Faced with his third brother's praise, Zhang Huaiyi did not show much joy. He simply looked up and glanced at the birds flying in the sky, and sighed slightly, his tone carrying a hint of melancholy and envy.

"Because of the wind, the text was written, and the art of divination and divination began from then on."

"Third Brother, do you know? Among all of us sworn brothers, I envy you the most. You control the changes of heaven and earth and truly live a carefree life. Unlike me, I am not in control of my own body or my own heart. Now, the only thing I can do is atone for my sins."

For decades, these masters of the Eight Extraordinary Skills lived in hiding, while only Zhou Sheng attained true freedom.

Using this Feng Hou Qi Men method to travel the world is truly a carefree and joyful experience.

Upon hearing these words, Zhou Sheng, who was usually unrestrained and unconventional, fell silent. After a long while, he raised his head and looked directly into Zhang Huaiyi's eyes.

"Huaiyi, tell your third brother what exactly you want to do!?"

At this moment, for some reason, he felt that his sworn brother, Big Ears, was somewhat unfamiliar.

Zhang Huaiyi's eyes were calm as he spoke indifferently, "It's nothing. I just want to atone for my sins. I want to lure out all those restless old people who know what's going on, and then take them all away..."

(End of this chapter)