In September, the Guanyue calendar was established in Fengcheng, Gujun.

The monk held his troops and observed them from a distance.

Since he had fought against the "Fire Eyes Ape", he was not afraid of the demon cow on the opposite side. Not to mention the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine" guaranteed, even if he did not use the stem vine, the monk was confident that he would escape unstoppable.

Unfortunately, even if you win the "Qinggang Lie Niu", the sect's follow-up arrangements may not be improved.

As a monk, Jing Hua does not reject fighting battle formations. However, the "Merit Academy"'s intentions are too obvious. Every time the tricks remain unchanged, it is difficult for him to use "trust". In this way, it is unnecessary to repeat the risk of being on his own. Today, I will deal with the second-turn monster, and tomorrow I will do the third-turn or fourth-turn. What should I do to deal with?

Therefore, Jing Hua made up his mind and did not have the right opportunity to go back and "submit the blank paper" at that time. "Honestly admit" that his own strength is insufficient, and the "Meritorious Academy" will never force people to die.

As for the time you have freed, I just happened to be familiar with the martial arts.

The "Innate Yuan Lei Secret Method" is easy to learn but difficult to be precise, and the qualifications are strictly required. The first step is called "entry into the country". Ordinary skills have fixed cultivation methods, and the ups and downs are very clear. "entry into the country" starts with "contemplation and visualization", and through a special visualization process, the "thunder spirit" gathers to penetrate the "thunder acupoint".

The so-called "thunder acupoint" refers to the acupoints in the body that are in line with "thunder spirit". As the "thunder acupoint" increases, the point gradually leads the surface, forming a unique way for everyone to practice. A cultivator with excellent qualifications can penetrate the "thunder acupoint" quickly and practice for a thousand miles a day.

When Jing Hua practiced the "First Method of Eternal Life", the circulation of qi was centered on the Dantian, and later gradually expanded to the line of the spine. Finally, the thirty-six major acupoints in the whole body were all connected. After trying the "Innate Yuan Lei Secret Method", the spiritual energy entered the top of the head, passed through the throat, neck, heart, and the hands and feet. As the number of "thunder acupoints" increased, the acupoints gradually connected to form lines, as if there was a small success.

The monk was about to continue his efforts, but something happened in the spiritual field.

"Qinggang Lie Niu" is so fierce that no one is seen near you. At night, the demon ox returns to his nest, and the empty spiritual field suddenly becomes lively, and a team of casual cultivators sneak in.

Through the moonlight, Jing Hua saw very clearly that there were two "acquaintances" among the wandering cultivators. They were Zhou Tu and Zhou Tong. A few years ago, the two brothers and sisters met monks by chance in Daxingshan. The two sides parted in disagreement at that time.

The two sides were far apart, and Jing Hua was in the dark, and the cultivators did not show any abnormalities. Their cultivation level was high and low, and some were at the foundation-building realm. Most of them had low cultivation level and belonged to the spirit gathering disciples. The cultivators carried their hands on their shoulders, secretly lurked to the center of the spiritual field, and gently put down their own things.

Zhou Tong took out an "octagonal palace lantern" and placed it among the crowd. Jing Hua's eyes blurred, and then his vision changed, the spiritual field returned to its original state, and all the wandering cultivators disappeared.

“Huh…”

Jing Hua sighed lightly. The "Octa-angle Palace Lantern" is a special talisman that can block vision and hide traces. More than a dozen casual cultivators hid in the spiritual field, definitely not for the sake of playing.

"Rice ball..."

The fat rat sneaked and half of his head was exposed from his arms.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"Go to Tianbian to see what those people are doing?"

The rice ball climbed onto his shoulders and saw clearly where Jing Hua pointed. Then it "slides" along its trouser legs to the ground and escaped into the soil. Before leaving, the fat rat raised two claws and made a "victory" sign.

Jing Hua was amused and crying.

This guy deliberately imitated himself and didn't know when to learn some strange postures. Anyway, he couldn't change the status quo, so Jing Hua simply gave up and stopped hiding his own habits.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the rice ball returned to Jinghua. It waved its upper limbs and shouted in anger: "Boss, they are digging holes in the field, and there are still many talismans and bamboo racks. They must be trapping monsters..."

Jing Hua touched its head. The poor fat rat remembered some bad memories. If the casual cultivator could solve the problem of "Qinggang Lie Niu", he would save himself a lot of trouble, and Jing Hua was actually happy to see it.

"Rice balls, if they succeed, we can go home, right?"

Hearing the word "go home", the rice ball stopped talking. It rubbed its nose angrily and turned back to Jing Hua's arms.

More than an hour later, the casual cultivators finished the arrangement and quietly evacuated the spiritual field. They did not go far, but found a clearing place nearby to hide, and once again covered their bodies with the "octagonal palace lantern". The appearance of the spiritual field has been completely restored, no different from before.

The stars are moving, the golden crows rise in the east, and the morning light is spreading throughout the fields. The "Qinggang Lieu Niu" appears by the forest and slowly walks towards the spiritual field.

There are many veterans among the casual cultivators, who are familiar with the habits of monsters and are arranged in an unbiased manner, just as they are stuck on the path that the demon cow must pass.

"Boom!"

"Crack..."

A huge pit suddenly appeared on the ground, which was more than three meters long and wide. The "Qinggang Lie Cow" fell into the pit. Then the lightning and flames danced together, and the trap trembled repeatedly, and a large amount of soil poured into the pit, instantly filling most of the demon cattle.

"It's done..."

"superior!"

"Quick! Quick!"

More than a dozen casual cultivators hiding out together, with talismans and talismans and means, and they wanted to bombard the giant pit. The light shone, snatching eyes, and the sound of "crackling" was endless.

Jing Hua nodded secretly.

"Qinggang Lie Niu" is famous and is clearly written in the classics. It is born with both wind and thunder qualifications, has a strong body, and has amazing combat power.

Even so, spiritual intelligence is still the weakness of the monster. The demon cow was carefully set up by several casual cultivators and had almost no power to fight back at the moment. Jing Hua put himself in his shoes. If he had fallen into a trap, he would have been unlucky at this time.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Swish swish swish swish..."

"Swish! Swish!"

More than a dozen casual cultivators surrounded the trap and bombarded them in an endless stream, without stopping for a moment. The monk watched coldly and woke up secretly in his heart.

If a monk at the same level fights alone and has a trump card to protect himself, the problem will not be too big. Even if he faces several opponents and fights head-on, he can still find a way to escape.

If the other party is deliberately trying to set up an ambush and plotting, and you don’t take any precautions, you won’t be able to die for no amount of life. In the future, if you encounter similar situations, protect yourself first is the right way.

While thinking, changes suddenly arose in the spiritual field.

A monk in black sacrificed his magic weapon and slammed downwards, and the howling of the demon bull came from the huge pit.

"Moo!"

With the huge pit as the center, the wind and clouds in a radius of more than ten feet suddenly changed. The sky above was covered with dark clouds and lightning was shining.

"Hiss!"

An arc-shaped lightning flashed across the sky, hitting a random cultivator beside the pit, knocking him up into the air, and falling into the huge pit.

"It's the 'Crazy Thunder Heavenly Prison'! Master Mo!"

Someone among the wandering cultivators recognized it so well that they shouted loudly. However, everyone was not panicked. A monk in yellow took out a small pink umbrella and threw it into the air.

"Swish..."

The small umbrella instantly stretched out, covering the sky and the sun, covering several feet of the surrounding area. The falling lightning was extremely powerful, making the umbrella surface splash everywhere, but it was blocked outside and could not break through.

The casual cultivators gathered under the umbrella, trying to avoid falling thunder, and their offensive was stagnant.

"My fellow Taoists, the demon cow is already struggling to death, so you must not relax at this time!"

The monk in black in front of him shouted loudly, and at the same time he once again sang a yellow axe and smashed it into the pit. He reminded him that the cultivators kept their feet firmly and worked together to attack again. Talismans and talismans and talismans continued to smash into the giant pit one after another.

Reaching lonely in the trap.

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