Chapter 87: Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag Fuli watched...

Fu Li watched Lingzhuzi leave, only to feel that he was moving even faster. She blinked, and Lingzhuzi disappeared from the sky.

"Could it be that his cultivation has improved again?"

She grumbled, not paying much attention, and turned back to the treasure cave. As soon as she entered, she heard Zhao Gongming teasing, "You still remember to come back? I thought you hadn't been home for a month or so and had forgotten how to get home."

Fu Li chuckled and waved her hand, saying, "Hey, when you're in love, it's inevitable that things will get sticky."

If you want to laugh at yourself, you have to laugh at yourself.

Hearing her say this, Zhao Gongming was speechless for a moment. He stood up and said, "Come on, I'll take a look at your cultivation and ask you all the questions you need to know about these days."

He turned around and told the four boys to take good care of the treasure cave, and then the master and his disciple left.

"Teacher, why are you dressed so neatly today?"

"Busy," Zhao Gongming said, unable to conceal his smug expression. "Wide sleeves and wide robes are too much of a hindrance. I'll be promoting narrow-sleeved clothing in Emei later, so everyone can be more comfortable."

The master and the disciple went out chatting and laughing.

As for Lingzhuzi, he was flying well on his Wind Fire Wheels and was about to leave the territory of Mount Emei when his body suddenly sank, as if he had missed a step while climbing stairs, and he fell straight down.

Fortunately, he had profound magical powers and solid cultivation. Although he was caught off guard, not long after falling, he stepped on his right foot with his left foot, used a little force to somersault in the air, and controlled the Hot Wheels to land steadily.

"You have good skills." Someone praised with a smile.

Lingzhuzi calmed himself down, turned around and said, "Disciple Lingzhuzi, I pay my respects to the Third Master."

Not far in front of him was a shallow stream, on which lay a flat boulder. The Taoist reclining on the boulder could only be Tongtian Sect Master.

"Okay, don't be so polite." The leader raised his left hand slightly, and Lingzhuzi felt an invisible force lifting him up.

He stood up and asked, "I wonder what instructions Third Master has for his disciple?"

This method of summoning is a bit too dangerous.

Tongtian Patriarch teased, "Third Master? I thought you would remove the 'three'."

If it had happened a few years ago, Ling Zhuzi would have been furious. But now his face was no longer what it used to be. These words were like gentle breeze and drizzle, passing by his ears without changing his expression.

"Master, I have something urgent to attend to. If you have nothing else to do, I will take my leave."

He even climbed up the pole and really got the "three".

Tongtian Patriarch was stunned, then burst into laughter, pointing at him and saying, "You don't look like my second brother's disciple. You should be worshipping under my nephew Xuandu."

Let him be as strong as he wants, a gentle breeze sweeping over the hills. This is the essence of the principle of inaction.

"Fine, fine, fine, I won't tease you anymore." Tongtian Patriarch raised his hand and pointed, "Go down the mountain along this road, and twenty miles south, there is a lion demon with two wolf demons.

"These three monsters have been stalking Mount Emei for quite some time now. The warriors here are not very skilled and are no match for them. I was going to ask Kong Xuan to go, but Duobao called him back. It's a good thing you're here, so I'll take care of you."

Upon hearing this, Ling Zhuzi's brows immediately furrowed: "There are actually people who are plotting something bad?"

He bowed to Tongtian Sect Master and said, "Master, please take a seat. I will be back soon."

After saying that, he strode down the mountain and used his magical power of "shrinking the earth into an inch". In just a moment, he found the three monsters that the leader had mentioned.

He took a closer look and couldn't help laughing. He sneered, "I was wondering who it was. Turns out it's you, a bunch of cowardly rats."

He had never seen the two gray wolves, but the lion demon was the demon king under Bai Ze.

The lion demon had also followed Bai Ze since his early years, possessing a high level of cultivation and a wide network of friends. Compared to him, Ling Zhuzi could only be considered a rising star.

Originally, the lion demon was a little panicked when someone suddenly showed up at his door, but as soon as Lingzhuzi opened his mouth, he calmed down his hatred, and his mind was filled with only anger, the kind of anger that a master would feel when he was looked down upon by a greenhorn.

The lion spirit sneered angrily, and relying on his height advantage, he looked down on Lingzhuzi and said viciously, "Where did you come from, little thief? How dare you be so rude in front of Grandpa Lion?"

Since he had already seen where the other party came from, Lingzhuzi said nothing and waved his hand, and the Qiankun Circle spun out.

The two wolf monsters didn't even have time to dodge before their bodies were torn apart.

The Qiankun Circle struck successfully, flying back from above the lion demon's head. Whether intentionally or not, a drop of blood landed right on the tip of the lion demon's nose.

He attacked so swiftly and ruthlessly that the lion demon was horrified. A black flag about one foot and seven inches long appeared above his head, shedding thousands of black lights and protecting the lion demon tightly.

Lingzhuzi was born in the Wahuang Palace, and his teacher Taiyi Zhenren was a member of the Qidao clan. He knew all kinds of magic weapons since the creation of the world, if not everything about them, he knew a lot about them.

Therefore, he recognized at a glance that the flag above the lion demon's head was the "Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag" that had disappeared after the Lich-War War.

He laughed out loud, his eyes sparkling as he looked at the flag. "It's true that those who are virtuous will be helped by nature. This precious flag shouldn't belong to you. I'll find a proper owner for it, which will be a great deed."

——When Fu Li was about to control the flood, the northern water control flag among the five five-colored flags appeared before his eyes. Wasn’t it God’s will?

Lingzhuzi was a skilled and self-aware person, and he didn't take the lion demon seriously at all. He thought he was just telling the truth, but the lion demon heard it with a lot of contempt and disdain.

The Lion Spirit was already filled with fear at the instant death of the two Gray Wolf Spirits. Then, hearing Ling Zhuzi's words, which showed he was completely disregarding him, his fear instantly flared into a rage.

"You're so rude, kid!"

He roared angrily, relying on the Xuanyuan flag to protect his body, raised his hand and pulled out a magic weapon in the shape of an iron chain, and swung it as nimbly as a snake, probing around Lingzhuzi's neck, waist and abdomen, trying to deliver a fatal blow.

Lingzhuzi glanced at him lazily, and with a thought, the Hun Tian Ling flew out from behind him and entangled with the iron chain.

Before the lion demon could respond, a knife and a sword flew out from his left and right sides. The knife took the Xuanyuan flag and the sword took his heart.

The Xuanyuan Flag is an innate defensive treasure, so the demon-slaying sword will naturally not be able to do anything with it.

However, the flag was not the lion demon's natal magic weapon. It was only because of the recent gathering of demons and fairies on Mount Emei, and the danger level was extremely high, that none of Bai Ze's demons and fairies were willing to come. In order to coax him to come, Bai Ze temporarily lent it to him.

In the past, the Lion Demon had only heard of the name of the Five-Colored Flags of the Five Directions, but he had never seen the magic weapon with his own eyes.

But he had just experienced Lingzhuzi's strength.

Therefore, when the sword and knife came at him like lightning, the lion demon subconsciously flinched. His heart was intimidated, and the magic weapon he used immediately felt it. Not only the Xuanyuan flag, but even the spiritual light on the iron chain dimmed a little.

Ling Zhuzi, quick-witted, immediately seized the opportunity and used the Hun Tian Ling to reclaim the iron chain, further destroying the lion demon's fighting spirit. Seizing the moment of dismay, he thrust his Fire Pointed Wood Cang directly into his throat.

Killed with one blow.

A dazzling spiritual light suddenly burst out from the Xuanyuan flag, as if it was the last stubbornness, and then the spiritual light dimmed, and it floated down softly, and was wrapped by the Hun Tian Ling scattered by Ling Zhuzi and directly caught in his hand.

He sneered while holding the flagpole, and without wasting a moment, turned around and returned to Tongtian Sect Master, asking the Sect Master to erase the spiritual consciousness attached to the flag.

As soon as Lingzhuzi left, Bai Ze came over.

The Xuanyuan Water Control Flag was first activated by someone, but then suddenly lost control. Bai Ze realized that something was wrong and hurried to provide reinforcements.

But Lingzhuzi moved too fast, and Bai Ze was still too late no matter how hard he tried. He only had time to collect the bodies of his three men.

Before he could follow the connection with the magic weapon and chase after it, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart and vomited a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound.

"not good!"

At this time, Bai Ze's expression finally changed.

He quickly swallowed a pill to stabilize his injuries, closed his eyes, and raised his hands to calculate. But the next moment, his face turned pale as paper, and he vomited blood, and only then did he calm the turmoil in his chest.

"Who is it, who is it?"

Bai Ze is famous for his wisdom, and is said to "know 500 years in the past and 500 years in the future." Deducing the number of days is almost an instinct for the Bai Ze clan.

But just as he activated his magical power, endless pressure came towards him from the void, like a mountain pressing down on his head. There was no way to avoid it, so he could only endure it.

In this situation, there are only two possibilities.

First, what he wanted to calculate involved powerful beings whose cultivation was much higher than his;

Second, the things he wanted to calculate involved the son of destiny who was in disaster.

No matter which one, Bai Ze can't afford to offend him at this stage.

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only give up the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag for the time being and raised his hand to dig out the inner elixir that the Lion Demon and the Wolf Demon had cultivated over the years.

The inner elixirs of two Golden Immortals and one Taiyi Golden Immortal slightly compensated for the pain of losing an innate spiritual treasure. Bai Ze's complexion looked much better. He waved his hand and turned the corpses of the three monsters into ashes. He glanced in the direction of Mount Emei again, and then left unwillingly.

Neither Tongtian Sect Master nor Lingzhuzi paid any attention to Bai Ze, the clown. Lingzhuzi gave the flag to Tongtian Sect Master, asking him to erase his consciousness and pass it to Fuli, and then went straight to Qianyuan Mountain.

Tongtian Patriarch pulled out his connector, activated his keyboard, and typed a message to Fuli, asking her to come over. He also took advantage of this opportunity to study the long-unseen Northern Xuanyuan Flag.

As expected of a single-attribute innate magical weapon, it inherently carries a portion of the water-based laws. I imagine the other four flags must also each carry a different five-element law.

These five flags could be used individually as protective magic weapons, or combined to form a formation. Tongtian, a master of the righteous path, speculated that as long as the remaining four flags were not significantly weaker than the northern flag, his formation could easily trap a saint.

Not long after, Fu Li came in response to the call. Seeing that there was no one around, he shouted, "Master," and asked him directly what was the matter.

Tongtian Patriarch smiled and casually threw a black flag into her arms. He pointed to the flat ground on the bank of the stream and said, "Just sit here and refine this magic weapon. I will protect you."

Fu Li asked curiously, "Master, what kind of powerful magic weapon is this flag?"

Tongtian Sect Master said: "This is the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. With this flag in hand, you can control all waters within 3,000 miles around you."

At this point, a teasing smile appeared on his face: "This was snatched for you by that kid Lingzhuzi, so you should think about how to thank him."

Upon hearing this, Fu Li immediately put away the flag and said with a smile, "Don't worry about this, Master. I have my own way of thanking him.

However, this flag can actually control such a vast area of ​​water. In the hands of Rain Master Ji Meng, it plays a greater role than mine, so I will not refine it."