Looking at Tao Zi, who was holding the tip of his sword against his trunk, the old man said with some indifference: "You kid, the old tree is kind enough to solve your doubts, but you actually turn your face and don't recognize it......?"

Seeing that it stopped talking, Tao Zi asked, "Sure enough, it seems that you have been in contact with many people who cultivate." Although Lao Sang didn't finish speaking, Tao Zi knew that it was definitely not a good word.

This old Sang must not be simple, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she had already begun to think about how to deal with it. But I heard the old Sang continue: "This is natural, in the past hundred years, it is not uncommon for Taoist priests to catch ghosts and demons in Sangqing Town, but how many can there be real skills?"

It looked at Tao Zi, who was waiting for him, and said, "Perhaps, you are one of them." ”

Tao Zi didn't argue about the difference between a Taoist priest and a monk, but smiled: "Thank you for your praise." However, I don't believe a word of what you say. You don't have to tell any more stories, have fun, we'll see you under our fists!"

After speaking, Yuan Qi was released, and he was asked to take care of Si Yi, so he raised his sword to thunder the old mulberry trunk.

But where would the old tree give her a chance to get close, and a few branches that rose from the ground blocked Tao Zi's attack. Tao Zi took a few steps back, poured spiritual power into the sword body, turned over and swung the sword, and it was a stump of branches and broken roots.

The red sun rises in the east, the light shines for thousands of miles, Tao Zi's light body tosses and jumps around the old mulberry, and when the red sun completely crosses the horizon, the old mulberry is almost only left with a bare tree trunk.

It said angrily: "You little boy, you are really hateful! Today the old tree will tell you to taste what it means to regret!" As soon as the words fell, he saw that the bare trunk of the tree had drawn new branches and sprouts, but above this new sprout was a resentment that could no longer be concealed.

Tao Zi said secretly, sure enough. She didn't be ruthless before, but now that she saw that her judgment was correct, she no longer hesitated, and came up with a move to burn her heart, directly attacking the trunk and roots of Lao Sang.

The fire dragon was huge, and when it encountered wood, it burned, and the old mulberry screamed in pain, and then more branches attacked Tao Zi.

Tao Zi responded to all changes with no change, and only kept casting the burning wood heart.

In a short time, the branches of the old mulberry were already scorched, and finally he stopped struggling. It shouted, "Okay, well, I lied to you before, what do you want to ask?"

Tao Zi sneered: "Don't think about anything, you can lie to me once, and naturally you can lie to me a second time, I prefer to believe what I see with my eyes than what you say." ”

She didn't change her sword momentum, and wanted to directly end the life of the dryad.

The old mulberry was furious: "Okay, well, sure enough, there is no good thing in human cultivation! Let the old tree bear fruit for you today!"

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the black clouds gathered, and the morning sun was rising, and the scene of vitality suddenly became dark.

Tao Zi exhaled and finally ...... This old mulberry is about to show his real skills!

The wind blows the fallen leaves, and a hundred ghosts are rampant.

Crying and whimpering, laughing shrill voice, long tongue, or bulging eyes, or blood, or mutilated limbs...... There are ghosts everywhere.

They want to tear Tao Zi, not clothes, but souls.

Tao Zi originally thought that there should only be that Qiu Mingli here, but she didn't expect that in addition to her, there were so many female ghosts who were a little more powerful than her.

And the dignified young woman was also impressively listed, and faintly headed by her.

Tao Zi took out the karma talisman that Yuan Yuan had given him, and his body flew, as fast as the wind, and with a few snaps, a few powerful ghosts in the vicinity completely dissipated and returned to reincarnation.

Seeing that the effect was remarkable, she repeated her old tricks, and in a short time, the original nearly 100 powerful ghosts turned into a little dust until they dissipated.

The dignified young woman looked frightened: "You...... It's actually a Buddhist cultivator?"

Tao Zi didn't nod or shake his head, but slowly walked towards the dignified young woman, and the young woman only retreated under her fierce attack. It wasn't until he touched the scorched trunk of the old mulberry that he knew he couldn't retreat.

Her heart was horizontal, and an extra white silk appeared out of thin air in her hand, soft as silk but hard as iron, and instantly stretched out in front of Tao Zi, wanting to wrap Tao Zi's whole body.

Tao Zi naturally wouldn't sit still, and with a wave of the long sword, the white silk scattered in all directions.

Seeing this, the young woman took off the hairpin ring on her head, and the green silk was swayed and lengthened, flexible as a net, and wanted to repeat the old trick.

Tao Zi sighed and persuaded: "Give up, no matter how much you were wronged and wronged in life, you can't make mistakes again and again after death." Qiu Mingli is in love, why are you? Do you still remember your original self?"

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the young woman's eyes, and many past events came to mind, but she could not go back, and she said discouragedly: "I ...... I'm no longer myself!" After speaking, there was no more movement, and Ren Taozi slapped the karma talisman on her shoulder.

At this time, "Daddy, don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" A girl in a yellow shirt rushed out from behind the tree, and the software around her waist reflected the cold light of the forest, directly taking the ligaments at Tao Zi's joints.

"Your soft sword is good!" Tao Zi immediately responded, expecting that the relationship between this yellow finch and that old sang was extraordinary, but he didn't expect this little yellow finch to call that old sang his father.

In Qiu Mingli's story dozens of times, Tao Zi has long been familiar with this yellow finch, not to mention that she has already resumed her foundation building and cultivation, how can this little yellow finch that was able to transform by chance be her opponent.

It was neat and tidy, but in just ten moves, Tao Zi's sword was against the throat of the little yellow finch.

The tip of the sword licked the blood, and the yellow finch didn't notice his injury at all, and only glared at Tao Zi angrily: "You people really don't have a good thing in cultivation!"

Again, Tao Zi sneered: "Heh, what's wrong with us cultivating you? robbing your husband or harming your child? Is it possible, but also taking your life?" Then he raised his voice and said to the old sang: "What? Now that your daughter's life is in my hands, I should be more obedient." ”

The yellow finch was red-faced by what she said, and tried her best to make a look of indifference. She wasn't worried that she would die, because her father would save her.

But after a long time, when the clouds around him had cleared and the light poured down again, there was no movement of the old tree.

Huang Que became nervous at this time, but what she was nervous about was not that her father would not save her, but that she was nervous about her father's injury. Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to cut the person in front of her with a thousand knives.

Tao Zi saw the yellow finch glaring at him, and said lightly: "It escaped." ”

The yellow finch was first shocked, then furious: "No way! Daddy said that he would never abandon the finch!"

Tao Zi didn't bother to argue with a stupid bird, so he directly netted it with a purple gold net, and then meditated cross-legged on the spot, and after those powerful ghosts returned to reincarnation, the golden tree in his dantian finally bloomed.

The original golden buds, after fully blooming, turned out to be colorful light. This light shines on his dantian, and his cultivation has also reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building, and it seems that there is only one opportunity left to break through.

Thirty miles away, Si Yi put a ball of branches into a storage bag and rushed back to Mingyuan with Yuan Qi.

There was a joy on his face that couldn't be hidden, this time, he and Ah Zi were in harmony with each other.