Chen Hengzhi asked knowingly: "It's just a way to become an immortal, what's wrong? Is it very rare?"

Puzhi: "…"

I'm ignorant!

Puzhi was speechless. Yes, for the monks in the vast land of China, they were struggling to pursue immortality for thousands of years, but for this mysterious senior, it might be just an ordinary thing.

Thinking of this, Puzhi was even more convinced that this senior must have come from a powerful world in the prosperous era of cultivation. Otherwise, when it comes to the method of becoming an immortal, he would not be so casual and would not take it seriously.

In Puzhi's mind, Chen Hengzhi must be the kind of peerless master or powerful immortal.

He traveled through many worlds, perhaps just increasing his experiences and gaining a higher level.

Maybe it has another purpose, for example, to find a suitable successor? For example, to find an unknown treasure?

Thinking of this, Puzhi could not sit still. He stood up, bowed and bowed, "If you want to hold a trade fair, why not leave this matter to the junior?"

Chen Hengzhi slowly stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "Leave it to you? It's okay. After all, you are the first cultivator I have seen in this world, although my cultivation is a little weaker."

Puzhi's face was covered in darkness, and before he could say anything, Chen Hengzhi continued: "However, someone outside seemed to be looking for you. I'm afraid that the person who came was not good, it's not clear whether you can resist it!"

Upon hearing this, Puzhi turned around and looked outside the temple.

But I found that it was already dark at this time.

A thunder sounded, the wind swept the remaining clouds, and the dark clouds rolled in the sky.

The wind and rain are about to come, and there is a solemn and murderous intent.

Puzhi looked up and saw that there was only a hazy area left in Qingyun Mountain in the distance, and there was no sound in the fields, only the strong wind and thunder all over the sky.

What a strong wind!

A lightning broke through the sky, and the grass temple standing alone in the wind lit up.

Puzhi walked out quickly and came to the temple gate. He looked serious and looked up at the sky, his eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

There was a black air rising to the west of the village at some point, as thick as black ink, and it kept surging. Puzhi stood outside the dilapidated temple, staring at the black air.

Chen Hengzhi walked out slowly with his hands behind his back and said, "Little monk, if I can't stop it, I can take action."

Puzhi: "..." Call me a little monk?

Chen Hengzhi seemed to see through his thoughts and smiled and said, "Hehe, little monk, in the world of cultivation, the big fist is the truth. I am better than you, you are the little monk! That's all!"

Puzhi: "…"

What you said makes sense, but I was speechless!

At this time, the black air rolled up and hovered up, heading straight out of the village, coming in this direction. It was extremely fast and arrived in a blink of an eye.

Puzhi's face darkened, no longer hesitated, nor could he see how he acted. His thin body suddenly rose from the ground and penetrated into the black air.

A slightly surprised voice came from the dark shadow: "Huh?"

I don’t know if he was surprised by Chen Hengzhi’s existence or by Monk Puzhi’s decisiveness.

In the black air, a dark red light flashed for a moment. In an instant, the surroundings of the small ruined temple immediately became a tremendous wind, and the ghost energy was strong.

"Poison Blood Banner?"

Puzhi's face was furious and he scolded: "My evil, you dare to practice such evil things that are useless and harming the world. I will definitely not spare you today."

The man hid in the dark and sneered, but did not speak. He heard a roar, and the red light was strong. From the air, a fishy smell was shaking, and a two-meter-long red banner slowly rose up.

At this time, the sound of ghosts crying became more and more shrill, as if countless resentful spirits were crying at night, and there were faint sounds of bones in between, which was shocked to hear.

"The thief is bald, die!"

The man shouted loudly, and suddenly saw a hideous ghost face, with triangular and four eyes, sharp teeth and fangs on the blood-colored red banner.

"Click, click, click, click!"

The bones sounded randomly, and all four eyes on the face suddenly opened. With a "roar", they turned into entities and rushed out of the banner, striking at Puzhi with an extremely bloody aura.

Puzhi's face was even more angry. He knew that the greater the power of this poisonous blood banner, the more innocent people they would kill during the cultivation process.

If you want to cultivate such a might in front of you, you will probably kill more than 300 people, and then add the essence and blood sacrifice banner to it.

This evil man is really careless!

"The little monk retreated!"

But Chen Hengzhi suddenly spoke and shouted to Puzhi.

Although Puzhi was puzzled, he did not hesitate. He quickly took a few steps back.

Then, I saw Chen Hengzhi take action.

"fire!"

I didn't see Chen Hengzhi's moves. Just a light shout, a huge fireball slowly emerged from the void, illuminating dozens of feet away around him.

The big fireball was suspended three feet above his head, hanging out of thin air, emitting a gentle heat that radiates around.

Under the light, the black gas made a "sizzling" sound, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

"ah!"

The triangular four-eyed, sharp-toothed and fanged hideous face screamed even more, and a burst of black smoke emerged all over his body. The red light faded and slowly disappeared.
Chapter completed!