Aolaiguo, Qicui Mountain. I saw a man wearing gray clothes and casual clothes carrying a small bag on his shoulder. The bag was full of bulging, humming a small song and walking on the mountain road. This person was Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei's bags were filled with buns. His life was too hard before, so he decided to bring enough food no matter where he was.

The scenery here is like a picture, and the birds are singing like songs. After walking for a few days, Zhang Wei felt not tired, but was even more energetic. He passed by a bamboo forest and looked at the bamboo shoots emerging on the ground. He couldn't help but move his index finger. After looking for a long time, he found a bamboo shoot that had just sprouted out and started digging. Because he had no suitable tools, he found a handy wooden stick to dig. After digging half a stick of incense, he did not dig out the bamboo shoots. He just felt that there were many roots of the bamboo shoots, and he had dug so many of them. He was still unwilling to give up. He continued to dig and dug the soil next to the bamboo shoots two feet deep, but he didn't dig out.

At this time, a gust of wind blew out from the deep bamboo forest, and then an old man ran out, with a half-white head and a national face, about seventy years old, wearing a red Taoist robe. The old man glanced at Zhang Wei, and then didn't look at him again, and continued to run forward. When Zhang Wei saw the running of the old man, he analyzed that this person was definitely not an ordinary person, and must be a monk, so he stood there without moving. The old man had just run by Zhang Wei, and six people chased him in the bamboo forest. The six people were between twenty and thirty years old, and the clothes were almost the same, with a light purple robe and a faint winter flower on the chest of the clothes. It was obvious that they were the same sect. They looked at Zhang Wei and looked at the old man in red robe, and ignored Zhang Wei and prepared to continue chasing him. Zhang Wei was afraid of causing trouble at this time and was still moving.

At this time, the old man turned around and looked very calm. He spoke, "The bastards of the Donghua Sect, are chasing grandpa so tightly." One of the disciples of the Donghua Sect said, "Old Hai Ghost, hand over the things we snatched us. Otherwise, we should not blame us for killing us."

The old man in the red robe suddenly laughed: "You bastards, do you know why grandpa, why I came here? Because I had been here four days ago, haha, go to die." Before the six disciples of the Donghua Sect reacted, the old man in the red robe quickly closed his hands, squatted down suddenly, and put his hands on the ground. At this time, he saw the entire ground start to shake violently.

Zhang Wei saw that, no, the old man would have an "earthquake". He was about to hold his head and ran away, but the ground was shaking violently and his legs couldn't even step out. The vibration was extremely strong. Just when Zhang Wei thought that the bun he had eaten was about to be spit out, the vibration stopped instantly. The disciples of the Winter Flower Sect didn't know what was going on. The old man in the red robe changed his face and shouted: "No! Why did my earth-breaking formation be broken?" He looked at the messy bamboo shoot that was dug by Zhang Wei. It was his main array eye, which was made specifically in the bamboo forest.

These array eyes are made of natural bamboo shoots. Even those who are interested will not be near the bamboo forest. They will find it strange when they see bamboo shoots. As a result, the one who was dug up by Zhang Wei is actually the main array eyes, otherwise at least half of the other party can die. Seeing this situation, the old man in the red robe took out a magic talisman from his waist without hesitation, and turned his head and ran away while throwing it away. The six people in the Winter Flower Sect still have insufficient experience in facing the enemy. Seeing that the magic talisman was about to be released, the six people sacrificed magic weapons to attack the magic talisman at the same time, they were afraid that the magic talisman would explode and hurt their fellow disciples. As a result, the magic talisman could not be released and was broken.

But in just one night, the old man in red robe had already run away, and the six people hurriedly chased after him. One of the short men glanced at Zhang Wei, said thank you casually, and then they all left. Zhang Wei glanced at the bamboo shoots he had dug for a long time, was shocked and sweated in a cold way, and hurriedly left west.

It was very boring to travel alone, but fortunately, Zhang Wei knew the direction and could go to Dahua Shenzhou as long as he walked to the west. Just west of Qicui Mountain, Zhang Wei finally saw a woodcutter in the mountains. He couldn't see a figure in the past few days and had finished eating the buns. It was so good to see a mortal. Zhang Wei stepped forward and talked to the woodcutter. The woodcutter's surname was Hao, and he was from Haojia Village, Xihe, Aolai Country. Zhang Wei wanted to buy some food with the woodcutter. The woodcutter was kind-hearted. Seeing that he was a rushing man, he didn't ask Zhang Wei to give some dry food to Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei was happy to meet a noble man when he went out to meet a noble man, there was another person in front of him. When Zhang Wei saw that this was the "earthquake master".

The old man in red robe looked at Zhang Wei and snorted, "I am a casual cultivator in the East China Sea, Hai Damao is the same. You dug my array eyes a few days ago, which made me in a dangerous place. I was so easy to find, and finally found you. Today is your death date, so you can be a wise ghost." After the words fell, Zhang Wei opened his mouth and explained, and his right hand was like a slap in an ant. Before Zhang Wei could react, the cold light flashed, Hai Damao's hand shrank back, and the man also took a few steps back. Hai Damao no longer looked at Zhang Wei, staring at the woodcutter and said, "I have a grudge against him. This person is a big deal. Why do you want to help him?"

Hao Qiaofu shook his head and said, "You are a cultivator, why do you want to kill mortals in the world?" After hearing this, Hai Damao smiled, "There is no one here. Killing such a mortal is like stepping on an ant. Why can't you get along with me because of an ant?" Hao Qiaofu said, "Because I am also a mortal." As he said, Hai Damao's right arm had fallen apart, and it turned out that he had been cut off by Hao Qiaofu just now.

When he heard the woodcutter say that he was a mortal, Hai Damao was not much happy, but his face became even more ugly. He was almost cut by Yi Damao. He must have looked at the little bastard just now and didn't notice the chopping wood. Hai Damao felt great humiliation. With a close hand, the temperature of his right hand suddenly increased, and the next moment he would burn the woodcutter to ashes. With a whoosh, Hai Damao's hands separated, because if he didn't separate his left and right hand, he would definitely have one less. The hatchet slashed through the middle. Hai Damao reached out to touch his waist, and the hatchet had already swung his armpit, and Hai Damao hurriedly withdrew his hand. Thinking that he was beaten by Yi Damao in the late stage of his breath, he was beaten to the wrong way. Hai Damao suddenly thought about something important.

Hai Damao asked, "Are you from Haojia Village?" Hao Qiaofu returned, "Well, my name is Hao Wu, Hao Wu from Haojia Village." After hearing this, Hai Damao looked at the hatchet in the woodcutter's hand, weighed it, and said to Zhang Wei: "Boy, you have a great life today, and someone will protect you. I will meet you later. Then I will play with you slowly." After that, he turned around and left, ignoring Zhang Wei and the woodcutter.

Zhang Wei looked at Hao Wu at this time and asked, "Brother Hao, are you also a monk who knows how to practice?" Hao Wu shook his head, I can't practice, I can only chop wood. Zhang Wei was even more puzzled. After asking for a long time, he found out that there was a village called Haojia Village between Dahua Shenzhou and Aolai Country. There was a broken pavilion next to Haojia Village, which was very old. Whether it was a farmer working in the field or an aunt who was washing clothes by the river, when the sun was the strongest, he would go to the pavilion to escape the heat. Later, a Taoist priest came to us, a very powerful Taoist priest. He built a thatched hut in the pavilion. Now there are more and more people there. Zhang Wei thought that he would pass by Dahua Shenzhou anyway, so it would be okay to go and see it, so he went to Haojia Village with Hao Wuyi. Hao Wu had nothing to do on the road, so he proudly talked about the things in his village.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!