Chapter 216 of the main text volume, cultivation level

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With Zhong Kui here, it is naturally easy to deal with demons and monsters, but seeing the weapons provided by Zhong Kui, Xiang Tian suddenly became furious, and his mind was full of feelings of being pitted.

A palm-sized weapon, or a wooden sword, are you bluffing me?

Not to mention whether it can be used, even if it can be used, such a big weapon is at most a dart, the key is that he is not Li Xunhuan, and he is not even surnamed Li, how can he have the ability to do it without fail.

Seeing Xiang Tian's dazed face and eager to scold, Zhong Kui pursed his lips and sneered: "If you don't say that you don't have knowledge, you still don't believe it." This peachwood sword was originally a gift I planned to give you, but when I came, you weren't there, and it was the third prince who received me. That's why I didn't give it to you directly. ”

"Although there are no demons and monsters in modern society, but if you can't keep the deep mountains and old forests, one or two will pop up in the horns, and this peach wood sword is the most suitable for self-defense. Don't worry, as long as it dares to come, it won't be able to run. ”

Xiang Tian breathed a sigh of relief and asked suspiciously, "Can the Peach Wood Sword really kill ghosts?" ”

"Not really." Zhong Kui explained: "The reason why the peach trees in the mortal world have the effect of killing ghosts is that they are not ordinary wood, but when the Buddha stole the peach in the peach orchard, he brought the seeds of the peach back to the mortal world. This has been reproduced from generation to generation, and this is the so-called peach wood to destroy ghosts. Although this is true, it mainly refers to the descendants of those peach trees. ”

After a pause, he pointed to the wooden sword in Xiang Tian's hand: "This peachwood sword uses a real peach tree branch, don't look big, but the power is earth-shattering." No matter how powerful the demons and monsters are, as long as they are stabbed by a sword, they will definitely be scattered. ”

"Oh?"

Xiang Tian was surprised when he heard this kind of rumor for the first time. He looked at it over and over again, put it in his mouth and bit it: "It's quite hard." ”

"Ahem!"

Seeing Xiang Tian's movements, Zhong Kui coughed angrily: "Boy, do you think this is a peach!" I've been in Heaven for hundreds of years, and I've just mixed one of them. ”

Xiang Tian asked curiously: "What does the peach taste like?" Isn't it particularly delicious? Can you really live forever after eating? ”

Zhong Kui's face was smug, "Want to know?" Hmph, when you become an immortal one day, there may be a 1 in a trillion chance to eat it. Alright, hurry up and pack up, and wait for that terrible ghost to appear. Remember, don't be polite when you do it, just give him a sword. I'm guarding in the bedroom, and if I can't do it, just shout loudly, and I'll come out to help you. ”

"Understood!"

So far, Xiang Tian couldn't refuse at all, he gritted his teeth, sat on the boss's chair, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Seeing this, Zhong Kui licked his lips eagerly: "It's been hundreds of years, and I can finally taste the taste of a powerful ghost again, I'm really looking forward to it!" ”

The source of the river gradually quieted down, the lights outside the window were bright, and the night sky was full of stars.

In the office, except for the slight sound of breathing, only the roar of the air conditioner remains. It's the end of October, and the source of the river is attacked by autumn tigers, and the nights are still hot.

It was hotter than the temperature, but it was Xiang Tian's mood.

He lay on the seat, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had fallen asleep, but in fact he did not dare to sleep at all. The palm of the hand holding the peachwood sword was already full of sweat, and it was very uncomfortable to stick.

Tense his heartstrings for several hours, and as time went by, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his mind gradually relaxed, and he was in between sleeping and not sleeping.

I don't know how long it took, without warning, Xiang Tian shook and suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the temperature in the room drop suddenly, and there was a kind of coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Outside the window, you can't see your fingers, the neon lights of the city have completely disappeared, and you can't even see the stars in the sky.

"Damn, the Lord is here?"

Xiang Tian was horrified in his heart, and tried his best to widen his eyes, looking around vigilantly, but he couldn't see anything except darkness or darkness. Finding this situation, his heart moved, and he mobilized the true yuan in the dantian to gather in his eyes.

Suddenly, his vision became extremely clear, and there was a slender man standing in the room.

The man stood next to the couch and looked at Zhanfei condescendingly. He was covered with a black robe, and his face was so shadowy that it was impossible to see clearly.

"Really, it's coming!"

Xiang Tian jumped up in a panic, staring at the man in black, his upper and lower teeth collided again and again, and his whole body trembled.

Fortunately, the man looked like a normal person, neither missing a head nor floating in the air, otherwise he would have been so frightened that he would have run away.

Being stared at by Xiang Tian, the man seemed to feel something, he turned around lightly, faced Xiang Tian and said, "Can you see me?" ”

"it!"

As soon as the man turned around, Xiang Tian took two steps back and directly knocked over the seat. Taking a deep breath, he fixed his gaze, and his nervous feelings finally settled down a little.

Although the man is extremely mysterious, except for his pale face, he has no shortage of nose or eyes, exactly the same as ordinary people. Since he didn't have the kind of face he imagined, Xiang Tian was naturally much less afraid.

"You are the second dragon head of the Dragon God Organization?"

"Oh, you can see me. Although I didn't deliberately hide my figure, it was not something that ordinary people could see. So, you're also a practitioner? And it's also a cultivator who has already entered the hall and reached the foundation building! The second dragon head analyzed himself.

"What is a foundation?" Xiang Tian couldn't help but ask.

When he met a foundation-building cultivator in the city, Erlong's eyes flickered, and he patiently explained: "According to the current realm division, the ancient martial arts master is considered to be the innate realm, and above the innate is the foundation building, officially stepping into the threshold of cultivation. For monks, the highest level is the gathering of three flowers, and the five qi dynasties. The strongest person I know is the big dragon head, who is only a flower gathering and has not yet practiced qi. ”

When Xiang Tian heard this statement for the first time, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The three flowers gather at the top, the five qi dynasties, there are enough eight realms, and the foundation in the mouth of the two dragon heads, that is, his current situation, belongs to the eight realms.

In this way, if he wants to become an immortal, he still has a long way to go.

Seeing Xiang Tianmu thinking about it, the second dragon head licked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "My realm is on par with the big dragon head, but the ghost body is not suitable for the mortal world by nature, so every time I fight, it is slightly inferior." But now, as long as I devour your soul, I will definitely be able to go one step further and defeat the great dragon's head. ”

"What did you say?"

Xiang Tian was distracted just now, and he didn't pay attention to what the second dragon head said.

The second dragon head only thought that he was ignored by Xiang Tian, and he laughed angrily: "In modern society, cultivators can be described as one in ten thousand, and they are rare. And the soul of a practitioner is a great tonic for me. Boy, give your soul and let me eat you. ”

Xiang Tian's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, his right thumb and index finger pinched the peachwood sword, and sneered: "If you want my soul, it depends on whether you have that ability." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he raised his hand and shot the wooden sword out!

"Look at the flying sword!"

(Sorry, there was a power outage at home last night due to lightning and thunder.) Thank you for your support! ）