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The old Taoist priest frowned tightly and did not speak, the little Taoist priest was proud at this time, probably because he felt that his master was beside him, and he had something to rely on, he held his small chest and said to me proudly, "You apologize quickly, and I will let you leave!" ”

The little Taoist priest was proud, but the old Taoist priest's face became more and more ugly.

Cultivators can sense each other's breath, and I only need to raise my eyes to see that this old Taoist has the early stage of cultivation, and I don't even need the power of insight. And Lao Dao, the realm is too far away from me, so naturally he can't see through my cultivation, it is estimated that his complexion has changed rapidly at the moment, which is why.

However, after a while, the old Taoist priest's dry and rough face like old bark squeezed out a smile, and instead of looking at us, he reached out and touched the little Taoist priest's head and asked, "Ah Mo." What's going on? ”

"They were sitting on the spirit stone just now!" The little Taoist priest named Amo pouted and looked at me and the fat man angrily, "I said that we are the orthodox mountain gate of Wangwu Mountain that has been inherited for thousands of years, and this is the Zhenshan Spirit Stone left by our ancestors, and they still don't believe it, saying that they want to go to those deceitful places to make incense!" ”

"Two Taoist friends, the little apprentice is stubborn. See smiled. The old Taoist priest smiled bitterly, arched his hand at me and the fat man, and said, "But the small temple is simple, and there is nothing to see, if you want to go to the incense and ask for a lot, you should go to the big temples in front." ”

As soon as Mo heard the old Taoist priest say this, he immediately pursed his lips and said unwillingly, "Master, but they slandered us ......."

"Amo!" The old Taoist priest was a little dissatisfied, frowning and whispering, and the little Taoist priest shrank his neck after being trained, and did not dare to squeak again.

"Alright, please go out, you two." The old Taoist priest obviously didn't want to have anything to do with us, so he gave the order to expel the guest with a faint expression.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, although the old man in front of me only had the early stage of cultivation, but it gave me a very strange feeling, there seemed to be a huge power hidden in my body, which made me feel a little frightened when I looked at it.

And what they call it "Zhenshan Spirit Stone". I don't believe it either, there is no spiritual power on it at all. Even if there is something strange that I can't see, I will definitely not put it at the door and let the wind and sun shine, I thought that the little Taoist priest was deceived by his master, this broken temple person is not right, and he used the ordinary stone to blackmail others, but now it seems that there is obviously another hidden secret.

I chuckled lightly and was about to speak, but suddenly I felt a wave of Dao Qi fluctuations, and turned my head to look at the little Taoist priest Ah Mo.

This little guy was pursing his lips tightly at this time, obviously worried about not being able to justify his Taoist temple, I saw his little hands hidden in the wide cuffs, and the cuffs emitted a slight tremor, and the Dao Qi fluctuations emanated from it.

I can't help but be a little funny, this little guy is probably going to teach me and the fat man a lesson by himself.

Although the old Taoist was close, his cultivation was lower, and he found it slightly slower than me, and when he turned his head suddenly, it was too late, only to see the little Taoist priest's face full of seriousness, and some baby fat little hands were thrown out of his sleeves, and a crystal clear little sword appeared out of thin air!

Seeing this little sword, I froze for a moment, and then a wave of astonishment came to my heart, this little Mo is actually ...... Sword Repair!

Speaking of sword cultivation, I have only seen a few words in the Book of the Dead, and I know that this is a group of cultivators unique to me in China, from the earth master to the heavenly master, there is only one sword in the whole body, even if it reaches the Yang God Heavenly Master, there is no Yang God in the human form of others, but instead it is the same sword.

The flow of sword cultivation, not relying on talismans, not using magic tricks, whether practicing or fighting are only a sword, because of its secrecy, has not been widely spread, after the Ming and Qing dynasties, gradually withered and lost.

When the sword cultivator is practicing. Pay attention to "sword raising", in the initial period, the strength is weaker than other cultivators, and it is more difficult to grow, but once the sword cultivation is successful, he becomes a heavenly master, and has a natal sword soul equivalent to the seal of the heavenly master. The power of sword cultivation can be regarded as fully blooming, which can be called killing gods when encountering gods, killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas, which is extremely terrifying.

However, it is precisely because sword cultivation needs to "raise the sword" at the stage of the earth master, so compared to other cultivators, when they have not reached the realm of the heavenly master, they do not need so much spiritual power, so it makes sense that this small path is in the Wangwu Cave Heaven, but it is hiding in such a dilapidated temple with a general aura to practice.

As I was thinking, the old man's face changed suddenly.

"Amo, put away the sword soul!" The old man shouted, and there was a faint sound of gold and stone in the old man's voice, and he jumped up suddenly, and the shabby robe on his body was windless and automatic, and he jumped up in the air like a peng spreading its wings, stopping between me and Amo.

Seeing that the master reacted so strongly, the whole person trembled with fright, and the little sword, which was still alive in the sky, also shook violently and fell down like a headless fly.

"Master, I'm ...... I just want to prove that we are not liars......" Amo probably sensed something was wrong. With a crying voice, he carefully put the transparent sword soul into his body, and explained to Lao Dao in a low voice.

"I said, don't use this swordsmanship in front of outsiders, why don't you listen to it......" The old Taoist priest sighed, and then stared at me and the fat man, and said in a cold voice. Two Taoist friends, the old man kindly persuaded you to go, if you don't go, don't leave now! ”

I smiled faintly, "Your Excellency should also be a sword cultivator, right?" The strength of the sword cultivator is not bad, but if you want to keep me, Your Excellency is inevitably a little overbearing. ”

"You recognized it!" Lao Dao's eyes became even more gloomy, and there was even a bit of death on his face, "The old man has been incognito in this deserted village for more than ten years, but I didn't expect to be found in the door!" ”

Before the words fell, a huge momentum slowly rose on Lao Dao's body, as if he was continuing his strength, preparing to strike a desperate blow.

"I know that you are a strong person in the late stage of Zhiyao, and maybe you are still the existence of the Great Perfection of Zhiyao." Lao Dao said slowly, and the white whiskers on his lips trembled, "But so what, under the old decay sword, there are not a few souls in the late stage of Zhiyao!" ”

With his words, the momentum of this old Taoist body became even stronger.

"Master......" At this time, Xiao Amo seemed to be frightened, he looked at Master, and then at us. The circles under his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and a few tears hung in the corners of his eyes, "Master, you let them go, it's all Ah Mo's fault, Ah Mo no longer dares to try swordsmanship in front of others......"

"They know your identity as a sword cultivator, I will kill you!" Lao Dao shouted again, frightened Ah Mo, after all, he was just a child, innocent in nature, seeing that the master, who was usually always soft-spoken, suddenly became so stern and even terrifying, Xiao Ah Mo shrank and whispered in a voice like a mosquito, "Master, they ...... They didn't bully Mo either, don't, don't kill them, okay......"

This little guy is a good-hearted good boy, with a pure Taoist heart, and it is no wonder that he has a good cultivation at a young age.

"Little one, you can rest assured. This old man can't kill us. The fat man who had been on the side also recognized the cultivation realm of this old Taoist, and he was not nervous at all, and smiled at the little Taoist priest with a sly face, "Little guy, do you want us to make a bet, we won't kill this old man later, as long as we defeat him, you will go with us, okay to change the master?" ”

"Presumptuous!" Lao Dao's face was as cold as ice, and when he heard the fat man say this, he firmly thought that we were uneasy and kind, "You really came to Amo, the old man is fighting for his life today, and he will not let you succeed!" ”

With that, he slammed his Dao robe, and Xiao Amo was held up behind by a soft Dao Qi, and at the same time, Lao Dao opened his mouth, and a small cyan sword flew out of his mouth.

The little sword flew bigger and bigger, until it became the same size as an ordinary weapon, and Lao Dao's face was also a little pale, as if he had consumed a lot of Dao Qi, he stretched forward with one hand, and quickly used his thumb to slide the tip of his index finger, and a drop of blood flew out and flew to the blade of the cyan little sword.

"My generation of sword cultivation, there is only one sword in this life, no matter gods and demons. I should slash it with a sword! Lao Dao laughed miserably, and his whole body made a loud noise, obviously using a trick to fight for his life!

"Kill!" Lao Dao spit out another mouthful of essence blood, the cyan long sword trembled slightly, and the whole body had turned into a strange blue and red color, and then like lightning, it rushed towards me and the fat man!

Even if there were two Zhiyao powerhouses on the other side, this blow would be enough to seriously injure them, right? After Lao Dao used this sword, his face became extremely pale for a moment, and he even staggered a little, and he barely stood on the table behind him.

However, he can be said to be full of confidence in his sword! You must know that sword cultivation is already known for its power, and his sword has consumed more than ten years of cultivation that he has accumulated in this small temple. Even if the Heavenly Master stood in front of him, he would still be pierced by this sword!

No matter who it is, as long as you want to hurt little Amo, you must die! Lao Dao's face showed a trace of misery, and when he saw that the cyan sword had flown in front of me, he shouted, "Burst! ”

As soon as the words fell. The sword suddenly stopped in the air, and although it burst out with a dazzling burst of bright light, it continued to fly towards me under the shroud of this strong light!

For a moment, the huge Dao Qi condensed in the sword instantly exploded, and the entire small temple was shrouded in white light!

When the white light gradually dissipated, Lao Dao coughed, barely supporting his body, looking up at the front, he wanted to confirm, confirm that the fat man and I fell under this blow, at least the people who could hold up there came over.

However, as the white light gradually dissipated, two intact figures slowly appeared in front of Lao Dao.

Lao Dao's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't believe his eyes. How can it be! These two people ate such a blow from themselves, and they were unscathed?

"Should I admire you, or should I call you stupid?" I sighed, slowly raised my eyes, and looked at the old Tao who was paralyzed on the ground in front of me.

A half-black, half-hundred, square seal appeared on my head, slowly spinning, and a white light enveloped the bottom of the seal. It is difficult to read the words on it.

Celestial Master? Lao Dao's eyes were suddenly filled with great despair......

Coiling Dragon