Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 16 Swordsmanship from the Sky

Qiu Dengping looked at Jiang Xiaoliu who was so imposing, he became more and more confused.

"You, I understand, you must be some hidden old man, ahem, old man, right?"

Qiu Dengping almost went bald again, and when he uttered a curse from the old monster, he was afraid that he would be beaten by himself again.

In fact, his original intention was not that the old man had a good face and rejuvenated himself.

But he was very, very suspicious that Jiang Xiaoliu had been taken over by some old monster.

It's like his foundation-building master Master Zixia wanted to take Wang Lin away.

This cheap master must be very talented, so he was killed by the old monster and rebuilt.

As for Wang Lin, it is easier to understand.

It was just the next object that this old monster had prepared for himself.

So this can also explain why this old monster obviously does not have a high cultivation base, but his cultivation base climbs like a rocket in an instant.

Seizing homes is the way of the devil, but for the monks whose lifespan is nearing the end of their lives and the Dao is hopeless, the difference between good and evil, and the thoughts of good and evil are nothing in their eyes, as long as they can live long and see the Dao The road, willing to do anything at any cost, basically has no bottom line.

Just looking at his master Master Zixia's plan to use Lu Buwei's ancient tomb to set up a large formation and blood sacrifice thousands of ordinary households who will be relocated in the future, so as to help him improve his cultivation, it can be seen that it is normal.

For the sake of his own way of practice, Master Zixia has completely ignored the serious consequences of doing so.

"Well, looking at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, I didn't expect that you are also a ruthless demon cultivator. You have the nerve to keep saying that you are for the sake of your apprentice. To put it bluntly, you have the same virtue as my master Zixia."

The more Qiu Dengping thought about it, the clearer his thinking became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was close to the truth of the matter, and couldn't help but mentally go through it.

I regretted it then.

really.

Jiang Xiaoliu was also taken aback. This guy raised his arm and was about to hit him again. He hasn't asked the key question yet, so don't beat him to death.

With his current [-]th level of Dzogchen Qi training, he restrained Qiu Dengping who was about to slap him in the blink of an eye.

"puff!"

Qiu Dengping, who couldn't hit himself, had no time to breathe a sigh of relief on his frightened face, and suddenly there was a ferocious look, and a big mouthful of blood protruded from his mouth.

Jiang Xiaoliu hurriedly dodged, and was shocked to find that there was a small piece of tongue in the pool of blood.

Qiu Dengping rolled his eyes and passed out from the pain, and Jiang Xiaoliu almost fainted too.

"Is it so cruel?"

"What did this guy scold me just now?"

In other words, I can't bear to stop him from harming himself, so why did he bite his tongue?
The system is really scary.

Even if I accept Unrivaled Old Demon as an apprentice in the future, I'm afraid he will still obey me.

This is very nice.

When Qiu Dengping woke up again, he was already in the hospital. If the bleeding was not stopped in time, he would definitely lose too much blood and die.

Looking at Qiu Dengping who was bandaged like a mummy, Jiang Xiaoliu smiled wryly and shook his head: "Jueyu, respecting the teacher is the basic quality that every apprentice should possess. I understand if you don't agree in your heart, but as a teacher, you must persuade him I advise you, don't give up on it like this, otherwise it doesn't matter if you die, what about your elder brother Wang Lin?"

Qiu Dengping was in severe pain all over his body, especially his tongue. The burning pain made him sweat profusely.

"Tell me, where is the Zixia temple? I asked Wang Changxing to check it. There is no such Taoist temple in Luoyi."

Qiu Dengping said vaguely: "Master, the Zixia Temple is about a hundred miles to the southeast of my Yuxia Mountains. It is a hidden Taoist temple. It does not accept pilgrims. It is a place for Zixia to retreat and meditate. You can't find it." It's also normal."

Qiu Dengping became honest, and no longer dared to slander Jiang Xiaoliu, and called him Master honestly.

"Okay, Wang Changxing rented a helicopter, take me there quickly."

"Master, you don't need to be in a hurry. The seizure of Wang Lin was originally Zixia's impromptu idea, which requires a lot of preparation. Besides, Master, you can't beat even if you practice qi to perfection, let alone save people. .”

"Really? What if Zixia seizes Wang Lin in advance? How can I trust you?"

"Master, how dare I lie to you, don't I?"

After finishing speaking, Qiu Deng glanced at the layers of gauze wrapped around his body.

Jiang Xiaoliu nodded, this is true.

"System, is the real Zhuji's strength far behind mine? Is it certain that I will die if I go to save people and fight?"

"Ding, host, don't underestimate yourself, the Primordial Eucharist is not a Chinese cabbage, and killing the enemy by leaps and bounds is not easy."

Jiang Xiaoliu suddenly realized.

Being led astray by Jue Yu's preconceived notions.

Who are you?

Destiny's son dare not say, but I am the only one who has a system in the world.

I have a Dao body like the Hongmeng Saint Physique, which is a secondary two. If you can't even kill the enemy by leapfrogging, you will be a mess.

"System, I want to receive the Earth Sha 72 transformation reward."

"Ding, the distribution is complete."

In an instant, Jiang Xiaoliu seemed to turn into a peerless swordsman, with a long sword that shocked the nine heavens, and his understanding of the way of swords was unmatched.

"There are 300 million sword immortals in the world, you must lower your eyebrows when you see me!"

In a trance, a trace of sword intent escaped, and Qiu Dengping, who was lying on the hospital bed, was shocked immediately.

"Sword intent, sword intent, this is sword intent, this old, ahem, old mentor is actually a master of the sword, such a strong sword intent, I am afraid that the real Zixia is definitely not an opponent."

After all, Qiu Dengping has spent most of his life in the world of practice, and he has seen a lot. When Jiang Xiaoliu's sword intent appeared, he immediately recognized him.

He is too clear about what it means to be able to cultivate sword intent in the practice world.

At this moment, Qiu Dengping suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing if he really became his apprentice.

With a thought in Jiang Xiaoliu's mind, Ziyun Sword, a high-grade dharma sword, appeared in his hand.

"Jueyu, do you think you can't beat a dying real person as a teacher?"

This sword is full of brilliance and bursts of aura, like a purple cloud in the sky.

"Come on, a high-grade dharma sword?"

In the era of lack of spiritual energy, it is very rare for ordinary real people to have a low-grade magic sword in their hands, and high-grade magic swords are basically the treasures of the towns and religions in the holy places of all Daomen.

"What is the origin of Master?"

Jiang Xiaoliu flicked his left hand, and a purple-red talisman appeared in his hand.

"Jueyu, look again, the high-grade talisman meteorite technique, I don't know if the real Zixia you mentioned can stop it?"

Qiu Dengping swallowed hard, but he was already numb and couldn't say anything.

"Is this scaring? Look at your potential. As a teacher, you still have an amulet that you usually draw and play with. Can you taste and taste the attack of Zixia?"

Flipping the hand again, the meteorite spell talisman disappeared, replaced by a gleaming golden top-grade Liujia amulet.

Qiu Dengping suddenly looked upright, and said resolutely: "Master, Master Zixia has done a lot of evil, I ask Master to come out of the mountain immediately, kill the old demon, and rescue my senior brother Wang Lin."

The helicopter flew over the mountains, and the mountain road of more than 100 miles arrived soon.

Looking down from a high altitude, there is indeed a small Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

At this time, the helicopter pilot suddenly said: "Boss Wang, the airflow here is disordered, and the plane can't get off."

"What? Can't you go down? Then what do I want you to do? Why don't you tell me you can't go down now?"

Wang Changxing saw that he could see his precious son, but he said he couldn't land?
"Boss Wang, even a military plane wouldn't dare to force a landing in such a turbulence, let alone a small civilian sightseeing helicopter."

The driver said in embarrassment.

Wang Changxing was furious, and was about to say something, but saw Jiang Xiaoliu waved his hand: "Okay, you guys go back first, I will go down first."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the horrified gazes of Wang Changxing, the driver, and Qiu Dengping, he opened the hatch and jumped down.

At this time, it was hundreds of meters above the ground, and even the real Zhuji would not dare to fall freely without the help of a magic weapon. Qiu Dengping knew that the cheap master would sacrifice to the sky.

"Swordsmanship: understanding the mystery of the unity of the sword and qi (qi), is the method of controlling the sword by the primordial spirit. White light rises to kill people and be invisible."

Jiang Xiaoliu stepped on the Ziyun magic sword, and the endless and powerful mana was poured into the magic sword continuously. The tyrannical sword energy spread tens of meters instantly, and the body that fell at a high speed instantly slowed down a lot.

And as the output of mana increases, the sword energy becomes more concentrated, the range becomes wider and wider, and the rate of decline becomes slower and slower.

In the eyes of Wang Changxing and others, there are endless clouds, a handsome young man with flying long hair and turbulent Taoist robes, stepping on Ziyun Flying Sword, descending from the sky, like a nine-day sword fairy, the demeanor of this moment is indescribable.

In Zixia View, Wang Lin was lying in the middle of the huge courtyard with his eyes closed, with huge arrays criss-crossing under him, surrounded by fierce ghosts that could appear during the day.

Not far from Zhengbei, there is a huge altar, and an old Taoist priest with a sense of style is chanting.

Suddenly, the old Taoist felt something, and couldn't help but look up in surprise.

I thought it was a passing sightseeing helicopter, but I didn't expect a person to jump out of it.

This person looked to be around twenty, wearing a green cloth Taoist robe, stepping on a flying sword with sword aura, and slowly fell from the nine heavens.

Such a cool appearance immediately shocked the old man.

on the helicopter.

Wang Changxing said dumbfounded: "Jue Yudao, Taoist priest, have you ever seen a sword technique that falls from the sky?"

(End of this chapter)