"Good boy, you're going to be ruthless with Dao Ye and me!"

The fat Taoist priest's eyes were wide open, and his body was huge, like a big mountain, and he walked towards Zhou Yun.

With his fourfold cultivation of the foundation realm, with this gifted figure, let alone fighting, even if he is scared, he can scare away a ninefold monk of the spiritual vein realm.

But when the fat Taoist priest came to Zhou Yun's side step by step, Zhou Yun, who was dressed in a green shirt and had a slender and straight physique, seemed to have not retreated for half a minute.

"Stinky boy, are you not afraid of death!

grinning, the fat Taoist shouted.

Zhou Yun raised his fist with a smile.

This punch, like the antelope hanging its horns, was imaginative, and it fell on the fat Taoist's big belly with a very mysterious rhyme.

It can be seen that this punch did not inject much mana and aura, but only promoted a kind of heaven and earth Dao rhyme that is difficult to describe!

The name of this fist is called: One punch breaks ten thousand laws!

It is a magical power in "Three Thousand Daozang"! Its mystery lies in promoting the general trend of heaven and earth, using the general trend of heaven and earth to dissolve all obstacles and smash all shackles!

The fat Taoist priest didn't think so at all, he was a fourfold cultivator of the foundation building realm!

Everyone knows that the spiritual vein realm cultivator has just opened up the spiritual vein in his body, and the mana and aura that can be mobilized are very small.

Even if Zhou Yun tried his best, it would be impossible to shake him a single bit.

However, after the power of Zhou Yun's punch was completely poured into the fat Taoist's body.

The fat Taoist priest's calm face turned pale and blue in an instant.

“...... The"

The sweat on his forehead and the sharp pain in his heart made the fat Taoist priest retreat dozens of steps away again and again.

His legs trembled and he nearly fell to his knees.

Zhou Yun's punch didn't seem to have any dazzling brilliance or mana light, but the damage it caused to the fat Taoist priest was no less than the collision blow of a comet meteorite.

That's it, it's still Zhou Yun's subordinates who are merciful and restrained.

"Three Thousand Daozang", which is known as the supreme practice of the immortal Taoist canon, in which the three thousand supernatural powers, the enlightenment is complete, and you can ascend to the heavenly realm!

You can get a magical power in "Three Thousand Daozang", which is a great creation and a great opportunity. The killing technique contained in "Three Thousand Daozang" is even more precious and peerless.

Breaking ten thousand laws with one punch, there is no shackle of realm cultivation, just the spiritual vein realm can be cast!

In other words, what hit the fat Taoist priest was not Zhou Yun's own strength, but the general trend of this piece of heaven and earth!

If Zhou Yun did his best, the fat Taoist priest might already have an extra blood hole on his body.

“...... You're ...... What kind of punch?"

Taking a big breath and looking ahead with a jealous look in his eyes, the fat Taoist priest asked.

He no longer dared to underestimate the young man in front of him.

Is such a punch something that an ordinary spiritual vein realm ninefold cultivator can throw?

Dao Chang smiled, this is just an ordinary fist seal, but it is not a magic fist technique. ”

How could Zhou Yun tell the truth, and said with a bright smile: "I really want to make friends with the Dao Chief, so the Dao Master can't think about it anymore?"

"This son is a demon!" The fat Taoist priest looked naïve and cute, but he was not stupid at all, laughed heartily, and replied freely: "Brother Zhou Yun wants to make friends with me, why didn't you say it earlier? ”

It doesn't matter if this fat Taoist priest is thinking of a snake or not, it doesn't matter.

What Zhou Yun wanted was to follow the fat Taoist priest inch by inch.

Then you can find that elixir of immortality.

"I don't know which side of the force Brother Zhou Yun is, Tianjiao. ”

Unabated, the fat Taoist priest asked casually.

"Loose practice. ”

Zhou Yun's face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

"I don't think so. The fat Taoist priest was skeptical.

"Don't talk about that. Zhou Yun diverted the topic and said, "The first opportunity in this hall is the inheritance of the ancient saints, what is the next plan of the Dao Chief?"

The fat Taoist priest undeniably pressed and said: "When I was outside the hall, Poor Dao said that the inheritance of the ancient saints must be the competition of those big forces and Tianjiao, and a loose cultivation like Poor Dao without a sect is not qualified to get a piece of the pie." Counting on harvesting some elixir treasures in this hall, Poor Dao is already satisfied. ”

The implication is that if you kid have illusions about the inheritance of the ancient saints, then you can start a new stove, don't act with Dao Ye and me.

Zhou Hu smiled lightly: "What the Taoist chief said is extremely true, that ancient sage inheritance, I don't think I have the strength to get a piece of the pie." How to go next, all listen to the advice of the Taoist. ”

The fat Taoist priest became more and more confused, what does this kid mean!

Strange is strange.

The fat Taoist priest, who hesitated for a long time, took out an ancient and mysterious compass and said: "This is a poor Taoist I got in a place of chance, and most of the places pointed by the compass will have chance creation." ”

It sounds a bit similar to those fortune-telling half-immortals in the streets and alleys.

Zhou Yun nodded, it really looks like you are casual and I listen to you.

......

Half a month later.

In a certain area of the heaven and earth in the hall, the fat Taoist priest who walked up and wanted to crowd the three-foot area stopped there sweating profusely.

"What a fucking bad luck! This compass hasn't gone wrong before. ”

For more than ten days, he hadn't touched a single spirit grass, and the fat Taoist priest was a little suspicious of himself.

If it's not his own mistake, it's the kid next to him who "grams" himself!

"Look at what I'm doing!"

Noticing that the fat Taoist priest was sneaking a glance at him, Zhou Yun sneered: "Daoist, this compass can't be broken." ”

I still hope to follow this little fat man and find that immortal elixir.

Zhou Yun didn't want to rewrite the result of this little fat man's encounter with that immortal elixir because of his own joining.

"Nonsense!"

The fat Taoist priest was impassioned and argued, "I was the only seedling of the Qingyun Temple, and it was with the guidance of this compass that I had the fourfold cultivation of the foundation building realm, otherwise, there would be no sectarian protection and resource supply, how could I lay the foundation of the Dao and take off the mortal womb." I can't find a chance right now, it's probably you...... Gram me!"

The corners of Zhou Yun's mouth twitched.

In the past and present lives, it is the first time that someone has said that he has overcome him.

However, through the observation of the past half a month, the fat Taoist priest attaches great importance to the compass in his hand, as if he really has a kind of trust from the heart.

Could it be that in the previous life, this fat Taoist priest could find that immortal elixir, relying on this compass?

The elixir of immortality, that is the treasure of heaven and earth, every elixir of immortality is unique and difficult to find.

If you want to rely on a compass to find an immortal elixir, is it possible?

Zhou Yun didn't dare to make a decision, smiled and patted the fat Taoist priest's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

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