On Maoshan Mountain, the front yard of Yuanfu Palace is brightly lit, and the good believers gather, which is very lively, but the backyard at this time is dead silent.

Whether it was Xia Yang or Qing Yangzi, they were helpless against Zhu Ziming's surprise attack.

They are just Maoshan Taoists, not the sword immortals who ride the wind in the novel, almost omnipotent, they will die and bleed, but as long as they can subdue demons and eliminate demons and protect the safety of one party, even if they die, they will not hesitate.

It's a pity that now they don't even know where to go desperately, the flame of anger is burning in Xia Yang's heart, one day, he will get justice back for these innocent people who died today!

"Master, please also teach your disciple the Flame Devouring Yin Talisman!"

Xia Yang knelt directly in front of Qing Yangzi, he was not carried away by anger, now they can't find the ghost prince, but with the Liang Zi that he and the other party took over, Zhu Ziming will definitely find Xia Yang later.

That day was the time for the Jedi to fight back, and for the arrival of that day, Xia Yang had to do his best to improve his strength, otherwise not to mention avenging those unjust souls, it would be useless to put himself in it.

"Oh? Have you fulfilled all the requirements that you said earlier? ”

Qing Yangzi asked with a serious face, today is the last day of the ten-day appointment, and he was about to ask Xia Yang!

"But it's up to Master to test!"

Xia Yang's voice was neither sad nor joyful, realizing the gap between himself and the ghost prince, he couldn't afford any arrogance at all, he only wanted to cultivate the Maoshan Dao method and shorten this gap like a chasm.

"Okay, it's still midnight three watches, waiting for you by the reservoir for the teacher!"

Patting Xia Yang's shoulder, Qing Yangzi's tone was full of trust, he believed that his little apprentice would definitely be able to hand over a satisfactory answer.

When Xia Yang returned to the front yard, the prayer dojo had ended, and the New Year's bell had already sounded, but as he walked on the road, snowflakes fell from the sky one after another.

"The first snow of the new year?"

Stretching out his hand, Xia Yang caught a snowflake, watching it melt a little bit in the palm of his hand, this year should be a cold winter.

After burning the incense, it snowed again, and the good men and women took the car down the mountain in batches, and those who lived close to it could soon reach their homes, and there were hotels at the foot of the mountain far away.

In short, the lively Maoshan once again regained its calm, and it was almost ugly when he finished cleaning up with his brothers and sisters.

Watching the brothers and sisters go back to their rooms to sleep, Xia Yang turned around and walked into the wind and snow, and when he came to the reservoir, he saw a white figure.

This person is Master Qingyangzi, but the snowflakes are all over the Taoist robe, as if he is dressed in a layer of white.

"Coming?"

Sensing the movement behind him, Qingyangzi's body shook, and all the snowflakes fell to the ground.

"Master, the disciple is here!"

Ji bowed, Xia Yang spoke.

"Since you're here, let's start, the division has already set up a formation around, and no one can see the strangeness here."

"Yes, Master!"

Xia Yang came to the reservoir again, took a deep breath and instantly opened the eye of the sky, looking at this black and white world, only to see that the water surface was full of rising cloudy gas.

"Flame of the Flame of the Dao Flame!"

"Boom~~"

The clouds and flowing water generally knocked out the law duel, only to see a fire dragon spray out from Xia Yang's palm, and the surging shock wave directly swept all the snow around him.

The blazing firelight illuminated the entire water, and also illuminated Qing Yangzi's stunned face, he remembered that he only asked Xia Yang to shoot a three-zhang long fire snake, how could it directly become a nine-zhang long fire dragon?

This length has tripled, Qing Yangzi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, he found that Xia Yang's talent had completely exceeded his imagination.

But do you think that's all there is to it?

No, how can you defeat Zhu Ziming of the Ghost King Realm at this level alone?

In the summer, the yang heart was horizontal, mobilizing all the remaining mana in the body, and that...

"Flame of the Flame of the Flame!"

Replacing the first set of law decisions, Xia Shu directly played the second set of law decisions, and it was the same set of law decisions that Qing Yangzi received from the Changming lamp that day.

As soon as the words fell, he also finished the last duel, only to see the blue flames burning in his pupils.

"Hum~~"

The fire dragon on the water surface of more than 30 meters changed color in an instant, and a pair of dragon eyes seemed to have spirituality, and the hideous mouth opened directly.

"Ang~~"

The sound of a dragon's groan full of endless power sounded, even if it was blocked by Qingyangzi's formation, it still shocked the entire Maoshan Mountain!

In a Taoist room in the top palace, Xuanyangzi suddenly opened his eyes, the little squirrel gnawing pine nuts in the tree hole threw away the delicious food, hugged his head and trembled, and the little hedgehog hibernating in the hole shrunk into a ball......

All living beings feel it, even if they are asleep.

But their feelings are not as shocking as Qingyangzi's, shaping with fire and turning snakes into dragons, he didn't expect that his disciple would be so strong, let alone use the fire in his body to "put the finishing touch" and give him spirituality.

In the more than 2,000 years of Maoshan history, most veteran mages have never been able to do this step in their lives, but Xia Yang, who is not as weak as the crown, has done it, what a talent this is.

Qingyangzi couldn't say a word for a while, but the trembling of his hands reflected his current excitement.

As Xia Yang's mana was exhausted, the fire dragon of Senlan dissipated into the void, endless exhaustion hit his heart, and Xia Yang, whose vision began to blur, fell into the water.

Seeing this scene, Qing Yangzi helped Xia Yang, and he realized that his disciple had fainted because of his detachment.

Yes, to achieve this level must have exhausted all the mana, but it is also good to vent all the anger in order to go further in the state of mind.

Qingyangzi naturally knew that Xia Yang had been holding his breath in his heart, but he, the master, couldn't persuade anything, but fortunately, Xia Yang took this opportunity to vent himself, but this stinky boy didn't know how to be considerate and sympathetic to his master's old bones.

A handful of summer sunshine like a dead pig.

"Click~~"

There was a crisp sound of bones, Qingyangzi only felt that he seemed to be flashing his waist, and he was really useless when he was old, if he had a few hundred pounds of fat pigs on his back more than ten years ago, he would not have taken much gasping for breath, but now he can't.

But speaking of which, he also climbed Maoshan with Xia Yang on his back like today, and more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, but he didn't expect the scene at that time to be repeated here.

I really owe this kid in my last life!

"Ah~~"

With a sigh, Qingyangzi carried Xia Yang on his back and slowly walked in the direction of Yuanfu Palace, and the figures of the master and apprentice gradually disappeared into the wind and snow, leaving only a series of footprints on the ground that had not been covered by snowflakes.