When the sword of Zhuxian shook the heavens and the earth, making the immortals and Buddhas fall into panic again,

Inside the Taoist temple.

Lu Xuan regretfully put away his meager sword intent, and scratched his head a little embarrassed:

"Teacher, third master, my talent is still a little dull, the first time I comprehended only three Great Dao texts, if I comprehend them all, I'm afraid it will take at least three or four years to go......"

Although Lao Tzu had been mentally prepared, he almost pulled off a white whisker at this moment.

And the Taoist on the side was beating wildly at the corners of his eyes, and his heart was involuntarily sour.

There is Xuandu in the front, and there is this son in the back...... How can he be too virtuous?

What can he do!

At this time, Lao Tzu seemed to have guessed what the Taoist was thinking, and the smile on his face did not decrease but increased:

"Did someone say that the four sword styles should be taught......

Yuhuan Daojun was silent for a moment and said slowly;

"If you are greedy and chew more, you should take everything slowly...... Of course, I am not a person who breaks my word, junior, you come forward. ”

Lu Xuan's heart was confused, but his movements were not slow, he stepped forward in three or two steps, bowed and said:

"Please also ask the third master to teach."

The Taoist suppressed the sourness in his heart, and said without being salty or light:

"I'll pass on the true meaning of your other three sword styles first, and after you comprehend the sword style, I will give you the next style of the Great Dao text."

Lu Xuan's face was happy, although he didn't know what level of killing technique these four sword styles was, but from a glimpse of the whole,

A single sword style is composed of thousands of great avenue characters, and the complete four-sword style is probably more than twice as good as mediation and creation!

Definitely a top-notch kill!

He hurriedly thanked him.

The more the Taoist thought about it, the more depressed he became, and his most proud apprentice had never learned the Four Swords Style, but the reason was not that he didn't teach, but that he was not talented enough......

At the moment, there is a brilliant talent, and as a result, the result is not your own......

Thinking about it, Yuhuan Daojun stared at Lao Tzu faintly, and said slowly:

"Senior Brother Taishang, you are doing nothing, don't talk about me, don't talk about my disciple's ability, even the guy with a stinky face all day long, what kind of good disciples have been accepted by you?"

Lao Tzu kept his eyes off and said calmly:

"Although Xiao Xuan's talent is okay, it's just okay, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning......"

The words were said, but the corners of his mouth that rose wildly betrayed him......

Yuhuan Daojun was even more depressed, and he was a little suspicious in his heart, if he came here, I am afraid that in addition to letting the disciples 'gather wool', he will not show off, right? ?

The more he thought about it, the more likely he was to do so, and the Taoist said to the young man:

"This is the true meaning of absolute, killing, and trapping, you go back and feel it well, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation of the sword."

With that, he waved his robe, and three bright black lights fell on top of the young man's head.

Lu Xuan closed his eyes and realized it for a long time, then he slowly opened his eyes and said in surprise:

"Thank you for the teachings of the Third Master!"

"Go, go!" The Taoist waved his hand slightly: "Your master and apprentice leave quickly, don't disturb my cultivation again!" ”

At last, as if remembering something, he added:

"When I go to see your stinky second uncle, remember, if he asks you what you want, don't answer, just tell him, I passed you on the punishment and killing, hmph, you have to make that guy bleed too......"

Lao Tzu laughed, Zhang Ling swallowed his saliva, and Lu Xuan was a little confused.

Well, whatever, it's a good thing anyway!

............

In the shantytown, it was already noon the next day.

"Brother Xuan! Brother Xuan! My dad is missing again! Wu Xiaoxu panicked and slammed the door anxiously.

But no one answered.

"Where's Brother Xuan?"

Wu Xiaoxu's face was sad, suddenly.

'Boom!! ’

There was a loud noise in the sky, and he collapsed to the ground in fright, his face dazed.

Wu Xiaoxu looked towards the sky dome in the extreme distance, and saw that half of the sky was dyed golden, accompanied by a roar that pierced the clouds and shook the entire Donghai City.

"Old immortal, what a big breath, stop for ten days and wait for the enemy? Hmph, you have fallen from the immortal altar, I will kill you today! ”

And the response was yesterday's very familiar voice that was very similar to Dad.

"No matter how down-and-out I am, I can't be bullied by the earth immortals, if you want to kill me, let the true immortals come, and see if I can exchange one for one!"

The words fell, the sword light was brilliant, the soldiers resonated, and the heavy clouds were shattered!

The terrifying shock set off by a trace of aftermath once again swept through the entire Donghai City, just like the earth dragon turned over, trembling endlessly!

This time the shock came more ferocious than yesterday, fortunately, when those warriors repaired the shantytown yesterday, they strengthened the houses, otherwise I don't know how much more it will collapse at this moment!

Wu Xiaoxu curled up in front of Lu Xuan's door in fright, trembling, and at this time, Zheng Butcher, who was hiding from the earthquake, ran out of the door, picked him up, and sighed:

"It's fighting again...... Now our Donghai City is even more troublesome......"

Wu Xiaoxu said embarrassedly:

"Uncle Zheng, have you seen Brother Xuan?"

"Lu boy? Isn't he at home? ”

"I knocked on the door, but no one answered, probably not there."

"You don't have to worry, isn't it clear what Lu Boy can do for you?"

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoxu relaxed slightly, looked at the sword light and sword light that cut the heavy clouds in the sky, and cringed and said:

"I don't know how long I have to fight, don't hit our city......."

"Probably not." Zheng Butcher smiled bitterly: "But now the impact is also very serious, the city has issued regulations, all roads out of the city have been blocked, and the airport and railway station have also been closed......"

"You don't really have to fight for ten days, do you?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I estimate that no matter what the outcome of those immortal battles is, Donghai City will be lively in the future......"

"Huh?" Wu Xiaoxu scratched his head and said confusedly: "Why do you say that?" ”

Butcher Zheng looked at the sky worriedly:

"It's very simple, a drop of immortal blood is a heavy treasure, and there is immortal blood like rain, and there are even immortal corpses and broken divine soldiers, you say, after this battle, how many cultivators will explore? Are they not allowed to stay overnight in Tokai City? ”

Wu Xiaoxu nodded as if he didn't understand.

After I don't know how long, blood splashed in the sky, and a figure fell from the clouds, smashing into the valley with rolling blood.

"Who won?" In a panic, Wu Xiaoxu muttered to himself in confusion, while Butcher Zheng shook his head, still full of sorrow.

After a long time, the sound of tiredness rose from the horizon and resounded through this realm.

"Kill another immortal, if there is still an enemy, come, I will kill it!"

The entire city of Tokai was silent.

............

Lu Xuan and Zhang Ling followed behind Lao Tzu, walked for two more hours, and finally stepped on a peak and stopped in front of a majestic Taoist palace.

"Is this the second master's dojo?" Lu Xuan looked at the majestic Dao Palace in awe, and swallowed his saliva: "It's much, much more magnificent than the third master......

"Yes and no." Lao Tzu smiled and said: "Didn't I say, your two masters and uncles have thousands of bodies, and this is one of your second masters, one of the dojos." ”

Lu Xuan was at a loss, thousands of bodies?

What does this mean exactly?

Without waiting for him to ask, Lao Tzu stroked his long beard and said:

"His body, called the Heavenly King, is also a main body, which can be regarded as a Buddha-figure."

Lu Xuan's eyes widened, and the sky ...... King??

He may not know anything else, but there are some records in modern times!

There is information on the Internet that ancient books record that the heavenly kings among the immortals are all big people, such as the ancient heavenly court, there are four heavenly kings, guarding the four heavenly gates!!

Could it be that the second master is one of them?

Even if it's not, if you can use the name of the Heavenly King, I'm afraid it's not far off, right?

Just when Lu Xuan was thinking wildly, Lao Tzu gave him a strange look, was silent for a moment, and added:

"Your second master is the first king."

"Oh....." Lu Xuan seemed to understand, but his eyes were brighter, the First Heavenly King?

It sounds like it's definitely not weaker than the Four Heavenly Kings!

Thinking of this, he sniffed and laughed silly.

Hmm, the teacher is the alchemy officer of the Heavenly Court, and the second master uncle doesn't know the specifics, but I'm afraid it can also be comparable to the four heavenly kings, although I don't know what position the third master holds, it is estimated that it will definitely not be much worse!

In this way......

I'm so big!