Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 367: A new addition to Wushan

Summer passes and autumn comes, autumn passes and winter comes.

In the blink of an eye, monsters surrounded the shore for a year.

Recently, the South China Sea has not changed except for heavy snowfall, but the west is very lively.

After Boss Mo and the strangers arrived in the West, the fish demon did not dare to be rampant again, but Boss Mo and the others could not leave.

The greater the strength, the greater the responsibility, which is clearly reflected at this moment.

Boss Mo’s wish to be a proper cook cannot be realized here.

Like Tang Jingcheng, he could never overcome the hurdle in his heart.

Completely different from Zhang Tianliu and the Wushan Hermits, they will stand up if they have the strength and will persist as long as they die.

Looking at Wufeng Peak, among the snow-capped peaks, an arowana several hundred feet long seemed to be sleeping. It had been motionless for a long time.

What on earth does this great demon of the fifth realm want to do? It doesn’t go to the plains or inland, it just sits in the southern vein of the fifth peak, and it doesn’t smoke like other arowanas.

Zhang Tianliu knew that it was enjoying itself, enjoying the fearful gaze shown by humans when they looked up at it, enjoying the majesty of being the master who controlled the destiny of the people from above.

"Why don't you go to Tianya to pretend if you are so awesome?"

Zhang Tianliu stood up, shook out his foggy mountain robe, brushed off the snow on his body and stepped into the fog.

Instead of returning to Wushan Town, he went to Wushan Sect.

Qiniang left and never came back. She obviously knew that Zhang Tianliu would never return to the Wushan Sect as long as she was around.

The Wushan Sect needs Zhang Tianliu more than her.

Nowadays, there are more people in the Wushan sect. There are eight disciples guarding the mountain gate, but there is no such arrogant big dog Ah Huang.

I don’t know how many benefits this guy got from following Yang Zao, and he has long forgotten his roots.

The disciples of the Wushan Sect have an obvious characteristic. In addition to the Wushan robes, they have a pair of amber eyes. This is the reason for practicing purification.

Therefore, Zhang Tianliu did not arouse any suspicion, and the journey was smooth.

Arrived at the mountain gate, Zhang Tianliu quickly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

It has nothing to do with him. There is an extra sense of joy in the sect, and many disciples are still queuing up to receive something.

Zhang Tianliu went over to take a look and found that it was a charm plate.

"How much money are you burning?"

Zhang Tianliu didn't take long to get curious before he learned from the discussion among his disciples that this was a great gift from the master of Futu Pavilion to celebrate his successor.

Zhang Tianliu felt that he was much older.

"I'm still young and have endless years to go, so don't rush."

With a word of comfort, Zhang Tianliu went to Futuge.

The Talisman Pavilion is particularly lively at this time, and Talisman disks are also being distributed here. However, the disciples here are relatively high in cultivation. They should be second and third generation disciples, while those outside are all fourth and fifth generation disciples.

The disciples of the Wushan Sect are born in a generation of ten years, and those specially recruited are not counted.

The Wushan sect has been stumbling for more than 40 years. The years of monks are really ruthless!

"Oh, don't jump in line."

Seeing Zhang Tianliu walking in directly, the disciples in line suddenly became unhappy.

However, after those with sharp eyes saw Zhang Tianliu's appearance, they felt uncomfortable and said with a playful smile: "It turns out to be the young master, please!"

"Oh...it's actually the Young Master. The Young Master is here to congratulate the Pavilion Master. Please come quickly."

The disciples outside do not know Zhang Tianliu, but many of the disciples inside have gone to Nanshan with him to help the refugees, including Fengzhi. He is now really convinced by the Wushan Sect because he has recently come into contact with foreign martial arts monks. There were too many. After comparing them, he realized that the Wushan Sect was really powerful!

I can’t say that the technique is the best, but the equipment is definitely the best.

"Low-key." Zhang Tianliu asked them to whisper and walked straight into the Futuge courtyard.

There are twenty or thirty levels of pavilions in the inner courtyard of Fu Tuge, occupying an area of ​​​​a mountain. It can also be said that the entire mountain peak belongs to Fu Tuge. In addition to the inner courtyard, there is also a planting base nearby, and the plants grown are all for refining. Talisman paper material.

If it were not for the limited environment of Wuhai, there were few talisman materials that could be planted, and one mountain was simply not enough. Many materials could only be purchased from outside. In this way, it would be difficult for Wushan Talisman Pavilion to develop without relying on talismans.

"Dudududu..."

"Look at him smiling again!"

"Why do I feel like he's going to cry?"

"Children are like this. They cry sometimes and laugh sometimes. Don't tease them all the time."

In Du Fengrong's small courtyard, Hongjuan and the other girls were laughing and laughing around the baby who was not yet one month old.

"Poor baby, it's not a good time to be born, but it was born at this time." The sudden ridicule made the girls feel a little unhappy at first, but they guessed who the owner of the voice was in an instant.

"Young Master, you are here!" Ah Qi was the first to turn around and said in surprise.

"My lord, are you here to see the baby too? Or are you here to see me?" Mu Wan squeezed Hong Jue, then came up to grab Zhang Tianliu's arm and shook her.

"Don't make trouble."

Zhang Tianliu slapped her hand away and said seriously: "I have something to ask Du Fengrong. Where is that kid?"

"He's with Bamei. I'll ask him to come out." Hongjue said and turned around.

Zhang Tianliu chatted with a few girls, and then Du Fengrong and Hongjuan came out.

"What do you want from me, young master?" Du Fengrong said with cupped hands.

Zhang Tianliu took out a thick stack of information, put it on the table next to him and said, "Master the forging methods of some new equipment as soon as possible. It will be of great use later."

When Du Fengrong heard this, he rubbed his hands excitedly and said: "No problem, there are many disciples in the sect who are good at forging. As long as it is not too difficult, they will be able to produce it soon."

After Du Fengrong said what he thought of, he suddenly said to Zhang Tianliu: "The child has just been born and has never had a name, so I wanted to ask the young master to give him a name."

The women looked at Zhang Tianliu happily after hearing this.

Zhang Tianliu glanced at the pink and tender baby, and without thinking, the real energy on his fingertips appeared in the void and wrote the two words "Zi Teng."

"Zi Teng!" Everyone said silently, and they all thought it was good.

But soon, Hongjuan and Yingxin gave Zhang Tianliu a blank look.

The first name is good, but when paired with the last name, it sounds strange.

Du Fengrong did not come to his senses, and said happily: "Zi Teng, Zi Teng, a good name, that's all..."

"Sir." Hong Jue interrupted Du Fengrong, stared at Zhang Tianliu and said, "This is a child's lifelong affair, don't joke."

Zhang Tianliu smiled, nodded and said: "Since his parents got married in Wushan, how about calling him Qi Yuan?" He said, and wrote two words in Zhenqi.

"Du Qiyuan, this is good." Hong Jue nodded in approval. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com

Du Fengrong shook his head and said, "I think Zi Teng is good."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yingxin scolded Du Fengrong so unexpectedly that she didn't dare to say a word.

The Wushan Sect is really in a state of decline!

"I don't have any gifts. Let's give him this little sword for self-defense." Zhang Tianliu gave Du Fengrong a delicate little sword only as long as his little finger.

Du Fengrong felt something strange immediately after receiving it in his hand, and exclaimed in surprise: "This is a flying sword refined with demons!"

"Well, a little demon is made of all the materials. It's quite sharp, but the focus is on speed."

The material of the small sword is the corpse sickle demon. Because he has too few materials to make other things, Zhang Tianliu plans to make a hidden weapon. The flying sword is also a hidden weapon and is more flexible than ordinary dart hidden weapons. , due to the material, this flying sword also has the characteristics of earth escape. Speaking of it, in the Wushan Sect, except for Guqing's Mountain Sword, there is no weapon that can match it.

Giving such a valuable thing away as a gift moved Du Fengrong so much...

"Young Master~!" Mu Wan got tired of seeing good things.

This time Zhang Tianliu didn't need to take action, she was pulled back by Ah Qi and held tightly.

Zhang Tianliu smiled lightly and said: "You continue to practice. Although there are hermits guarding Wuhai, it is not a long-term solution. Hong Jue should worry more about the guild. The main thing is to train people to succeed you. You must also hurry up and practice."

Everyone nodded, but Yingxin felt strange.

Repair it!

Didn’t you see that Bamei and Du Fengrong cultivated their children? If this continues, there will really be a big problem if you lose control!