The half-old man appeared in front of the stone steps under the mountain, looked at the old nest in front of him, and exhaled in his heart, feeling a little like the rest of his life. He showed no grief at the tragic deaths of his two companions.

At the top of the mountain, at the end of the stone steps, there is a Taoist temple called Qingyun Temple.

The scenery around Qingyunguan is quiet, the peaks and peaks are stacked, the turquoise stones are strange, the layers of bamboo are paved with green, and the streams are surrounded.

The half-old man walked up the stairs all the way, ignoring the beautiful scenery around Qingyunguan, and directly pushed open the red lacquered wooden door and walked closer.

"Uncle Shi! You're back! A senior has come to see you. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old Taoist boy heard the sound of the door opening, ran out of the side room, and saw the half-old man and said.

The half-old man was shocked when he heard this, but then he was relieved, thinking that he was too worried, that kid who wouldn't die if his heart was pierced, no matter how powerful he was, it was impossible to know this place. Before he fled, he glanced back and saw clearly that the middle-aged man with the scar was also dead.

Thinking of this, he immediately assumed the majesty of his uncle and said, "Oh, someone is there, lead me to see me." ”

As soon as the senior arrived at Guanzhong, he went directly into the study, picked up the books in Guanzhong and looked at them. Uh-I'll take you there!" Dao Tong said with a somewhat strange expression.

When the half-old man heard this, he thought that it was really that kid who was chasing and killing, and he should have jumped out to kill himself, how could he read a book leisurely, and as soon as this person came, he walked to the study, and it was clear that he had come to Qingyunguan before. Moreover, there were more than 500 books in the study, and he had already read half of them, so it was obvious that he had been here for a long time. Could it be that the Taoist friend who has been here before?

With these inferences, he completely let go of the last trace of vigilance in his heart, and said casually: "What to bring! You go and prepare wine and food for Uncle Shi, and Uncle Shi and the guests will have a good meal and drink." ”

Dao Tong obediently agreed, and left to prepare wine and food.

The half-old man guessed who would come to visit him at this time, and walked towards the study.

In the study, Hua Xia Jiu stood in front of the bookshelf, put the finished book back on the shelf, picked up another book, and read it seriously. It is better to scan it, he looks at the book like a wind wheel under the ten lines, and others must think that he is looking for something in the book.

Hua Xia Jiu learned from the memories of young women and middle-aged people with scars that Qingyun Temple is a thousand-year-old Taoist temple with a long history and a long heritage.

Ten years ago, the scarred middle-aged man and other three people were chased and killed by the enemy, fled here, saw that the aura here is still abundant, the scenery is beautiful, so they have a bad heart, the original more than a dozen Taoist priests in the temple poisoned, occupy this place.

With thousands of years of accumulation and collection, there are really a lot of books in the view. Especially in terms of the belief in the gods of the Dao Soul Continent, there are many classics.

Huaxia Jiu was born from the earth of transparent information and knowledge, and knows that knowledge is power and wealth. And in this Dao Soul Continent, knowledge can be transformed into concrete strength.

Therefore, like a land that has been suffering from a famine for three years, and ushered in the long-awaited rain, he seized every opportunity to learn and enrich the knowledge of the world, especially the knowledge about improving his personal strength.

Huaxia Jiu mechanically copied the content into his mind as if he were scanning, and then stored it in various folders.

Hua Xia Jiu looked very serious when he did these things, or at least seemed very serious. But in fact, this work almost didn't occupy his mind at all, and his soul consciousness had already shrouded the entire Qingyun Temple, and it was impossible to hide it from him whenever there was a disturbance in the view. What's more, when he came to the enemy's lair, although he was simple, he had an extremely rational code of doing things, so how could he just read a book leisurely.

When the half-old man first returned to Qingyun Temple, he already knew that even when the half-old man and the Taoist boy were talking, he didn't hear a word in his ears. And the reason why the half-old man failed to feel the Huaxia Nine Soul Consciousness was naturally because the Huaxia Nine Soul Realm was already equivalent to the middle stage of the Huadan Realm, which was much higher than the half-old man realm.

In a short time, the half-old man had already walked to the study, and without any suspicion, he pushed the door in.

The door had just been pushed open halfway, and the experience of life and death for many years made the half-old man feel a chill in his heart, the alarm bell rang loudly in his mind, and he felt the extremely dangerous breath behind the door between the lightning and flint, and his face couldn't help but change, and he screamed, and with a kick of his feet, he was about to shoot backwards.

It was too late, it was fast, and a golden light suddenly pierced out from the study, and the momentum was extremely powerful, and the golden thunderbolt stabbed towards the chest of the half-old man.

Seeing that it was difficult to dodge, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and his left arm moved horizontally to his chest, just blocking the golden light.

Snort――――

The half-old man's left arm slightly blocked the golden light, and it was pierced by the golden light, and the golden light continued to stab the half-old man's heart.

With this slight buffer of time, a palm-sized bronze statue appeared in the half-old man's hand.

With a bang, the moment the statue appeared, the half-old man crushed it with a painful face. Then he stepped back with lightning speed.

In the next moment, a golden light as rich as substance spread out from the shattered statue, and in an instant, it diffused within a radius of tens of meters.

This golden light was different from the cold and sharp of the Gengjin spell, but it was filled with a soft and warm aura, and there was even a mighty divine aura that swirled around it.

Boom -

An earth-shattering noise came out, and Hua Xia Jiu used one-third of the true yuan in the dantian as a traction, and the fatal blow formed by the condensed Gengjin spear was blocked by a golden figure with a blurred face. Both exploded at the same time with a loud bang, reducing the entire study to a cloud of debris.

On the other side, the half-old man was blinded by the golden light, and he couldn't see the specific situation, and was preparing to enter it with his soul sense to probe. Suddenly, a cold crystal light shot out from the golden light and shot towards him.

Seeing this, the half-old man was startled. After taking a closer look, he found that the icy crystal light was actually composed of more than a dozen ice arrows that were almost connected from end to end, and these ice arrows shot at his throat like lightning in a straight line.

Seeing that it was the most ordinary ice archery technique, the half-old man couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart. Although the speed of these ice arrows seemed to be a lot faster, and they were strangely connected together, he did not slack off, but he still did not pay enough attention.

The half-old man casually whisked the dust in his hand in front of him into a circle, and in the midst of the true qi, countless earth spiritual qi condensed together, forming an earthy yellow turtle shell in an instant, which seemed to protect the half-old man firmly. Then he thought about a way to get out. At this point in the battle, how could he not know that it was Hua Xia Jiu in the study, and he knew that he was not an opponent, so he had no intention of fighting in his heart.

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