Chapter 34: Fellow Traveler

  "Tang Shixiong, why don't you just let him off this time? We're all fellow disciples of Fang Yunshan, no need to let personal grudges affect the harmony between our sects."

  Zhao Rui said this while winking at Zhang Heng, with a hint of cunning in his expression.

  Zhang Heng hesitated for a moment before saying to Zhao Rui, "For the sake of Brother Zhao's face, I'll spare this mad dog's life today. If it comes out again and bites people randomly, Tang will show no mercy."

  Zhao Rui nodded repeatedly: "That's natural, I also can't stand Li Shixiong's arrogant behavior, this time let's give him a lesson."

  Zhang Heng said "good", lifted his foot that was stepping on Tang Feng's body, and retreated a few steps back.

  Li Feng finally let out a sigh of relief, his expression evasive and furtive, not daring to look at Zhang Heng.

  However, just at this moment, Zhang Heng's mouth corner brought a few threads of playful smile: "But sparing his life is possible, corporal punishment can't be less."

  Li Feng's face changed suddenly, what was Zhang Heng thinking of doing to torture himself?

  Zhang Heng didn't let Zhao Rui say anything, walked up and lifted his foot, stepping heavily on Li Feng's body.

  "Thud...thud..." Zhang Heng's foot kicked Li Feng's body again and again, like he was trampling a dead dog.

  Zhang Heng's mind involuntarily recalled a scene from a certain comedy movie: the protagonist's pants caught fire, and in order to put out the flames on top, everyone around him lifted their feet and stomped down in unison with powerful movements. The rhythm was truly unforgettable.

  Unfortunately, I'm alone here and can't go to his place, after all, my strength is not something those beggars can match.

  "This junior brother, why don't you come over and help step on it too..." Zhang Heng couldn't help but shift his attention to Zhao Rui's body.

  Zhao Rui's face suddenly changed, and he shook his head repeatedly: "No... no... it's better if you're alone."

  He couldn't understand why Zhang Heng had such a hobby?

  Weiwei felt a little regret, Zhang Heng kicked that guy's N feet, although he didn't use much force, but also kicked Li Feng half to death, lying there motionless and on the verge of dying.

  Clapping his hands, Zhang Heng also didn't bother with the two people left in the arena and skillfully rode the Lingzhu towards the distant sky.

  Flying in the sky, Zhang Heng felt that this day was so blue, the clouds were so white, and the distant birds were singing happily.

  Zhang Heng never intended to take Li Feng's life, after all, there was also a master of the Congealing Dan stage backing him up, and if he were to kill Li Feng, it would be a big trouble.

  When dealing with someone like Li Feng who is deceitful and cowardly, you have to crush him completely, otherwise he will occasionally pop out and bite you.

  Perhaps it was because of Tang Feng's subconsciousness that Zhang Heng had a murderous intention towards Li Fēngzi.

  Shouldn't they secretly take him down when entering the cave? Such an idea emerged from Zhang Heng's heart. He didn't believe Li Feng would give up the opportunity to enter that cave.

  But that would have to wait until a year later, for now he could only trample, not kill, after all there was more than one Nascent Soul cultivator in the Xianyun Sect.

  On the surface, only Xianyun Sect among the three factions of Fang Yunshan had cultivators in the Dan-forming stage, but after meeting with Old Ancestor Ouyang, Zhang Heng would no longer believe such nonsense.

  If he wasn't mistaken, Huoyun Sect must also have a Jiedan stage cultivator, otherwise how could they suppress Fengxing Sect?

  Just as Zhang Heng was thinking, a flying sound came from behind, and Zhao Rui's voice came over: "Tang Shixiong, wait for me."

  Zhang Heng turned around and saw Zhao Rui rushing towards him quickly.

  What's wrong with this good-for-nothing person? Zhang Heng felt a slight headache in his heart.

  Perhaps seeing the slight displeasure in Zhang Heng's eyes, Zhao Rui hastily said: "Tang Shixiong, I have something to discuss with you!"

  "Speak." Zhang Heng slowed down his flying speed a bit.

  "Tang Shixiong, are you going to Dutiange?" Zhao Rui asked.

  Zhang Heng's heart skipped a beat as he asked, "How did you know I was going to Dutiange Fortress?"

  Zhao Rui smiled slightly: "I'm guessing that most of the monks who went out during this period were going to Dutiange Fortress?"

  "So that's how it is. What business do you have with me?" Zhang Heng thought to himself, could this guy be following him?

  Zhao Rui smiled and said: "I'm also heading to Du Tianbao, why don't we travel together?"

  He looked at Zhang Heng with a few threads of expectation.

  Zhang Heng couldn't help but wonder why this guy insisted on following him everywhere.

  "Could it be that Brother doesn't want to? I was just helping you save face earlier! I don't believe you really dare to kill Li Feng." A sly and self-satisfied glint flashed in Zhao Rui's eyes.

  Zhang Heng felt a bit depressed, he had just raised his sword to kill Li Feng, but it was all just an act, and when he struck, he was waiting for Zhao Rui, the Tang monk, to shout stop beside him.

  However, Zhao Rui was not a fool either. He naturally understood Zhang Heng's thoughts and cooperated very well by shouting stop at the critical moment, allowing Zhang Heng to step down gracefully.

  It can be said that these two people are partners in scaring Li Feng.

  However, although Li Feng did not understand at that time, after calming down later, he would definitely be clear about the situation at that time.

  After all, there aren't many foolish people in this world who are extremely low in IQ one by one.

  Zhang Heng thought for a moment and decided to agree with Zhao Rui. After all, he wasn't going to do anything shameful this time when he went to Du Tianbao.

  As for the idea of playing truant on the road, it can only be indulged in fantasy for the time being. Moreover, Zhang Heng's storage bag still has that mid-grade spiritual instrument that hasn't been refined yet, and if he were to be surrounded by many same-stage cultivators, he would be no match for them.

  Once the Void Flame is refined, it can thoroughly refine mid-grade spiritual artifacts and achieve true unity with the artifact spirit, unleashing the artifact's true power and gaining advantages that only Foundation stage cultivators possess.

  "Alright. It's fine to travel together, but don't interfere with others on the road?" Zhang Heng reminded him.

  Zhao Rui immediately showed a look of excitement and said without hesitation: "Good, everything will be done according to brother's instructions, and I won't interfere with anything on the way."

  "Then let's go now, pay attention to accelerating."

  Zhang Heng didn't bother with Zhao Rui anymore and drove the Lingzhu to fly quickly towards the distance, using sixty percent of its speed.

  "Ah, wait for me, senior brother..." Zhao Rui's staff-shaped spiritual tool had a faint glow of fire flowing through it, and its speed suddenly increased as he chased after Zhang Heng.

  Two figures in the sky turned into two black dots chasing each other, and soon disappeared at the end of the vast blue sky...

  Fangyun Mountain, about twenty miles away from Tieling Peak, has an inconspicuous cave.

  Most of the disciples of Feng Xing Men knew that the master of this cave was one of the ancestors of the sect, who rarely showed up and possessed unpredictable divine powers.

  In the cave house, it was still that ordinary wooden hut.

  Ou Yang's old ancestor sat quietly on a cushion, his eyes closed, with a faint layer of purple mist on top of his head.

  With his breath, the purple gas on top of his head responded with a contraction, extremely strange.

  Suddenly at some point, Ou Yang's eyes suddenly opened.

  A layer of purple light flashed in his eyes, and he let out a slight sigh, as if sensing something.

  The air inside seemed to have solidified and stopped flowing, making people feel extremely depressed.

  Then, he muttered to himself: "Tang Zhou Shan, even if you're dead, your descendants will never be able to live in peace... the Blood Killing God Emperor's cave... everything will belong to me..."

  The low voice gradually turned into nothingness, the air in the room returned to normal, and Ou Yang Lao Zu was still sitting on the cushion, with a faint purple gas still rising and falling above his head.

  Everything is as usual, as if nothing had ever happened.