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

Chapter 24

Jiang Xiaoliu looked at him with his hands behind his back, but he didn't see any movement.

I don't know how long he walked, Liu Xiu came to the edge of the cliff in a daze, looked at the white clouds in the sky and the bottomless cliff, and said with a sad smile: "Brother, I'm sorry, I promised to take you alive Go back, but I can't do it, I can't do it."

"Brothers, wait for me, wait for me, brother will go down to accompany you now, we will be good brothers in the next life."

Liu Xiu didn't miss it any more, and stepped down one step at a time.

The strong wind howled, and Liu Xiu's mind went blank. He seemed to see a group of children playing and laughing in the fields at the head of the village.

"Brother Xiu, when I grow up, I want to go out to fight with you and become a general."

"Don't worry, I'm Liu Xiu. That's the one who will be the emperor. The general counts the wool. In the future, I will make you princes."

"Oh great, we are going to be princes..."

As soon as the screen changed, several good brothers joined the army and returned home five years later. Unfortunately, they had no skills and couldn't find any good jobs.

It happened that the railway was being built overseas, so they signed up to leave the country.

Unexpectedly, one day the local rebel army came over without warning, and they were all captured as prisoners, ready to blackmail the local government.

Liu Xiu was bold and careful, relying on the excellent skills he had trained in the army, successfully killed several rebel guards, and fled back with the workers overnight.

Later, the local government hired him to join the mercenary army and become a small team leader. Liu Xiu simply led his brothers to protect the safety of the construction team.

After the completion of the project, Liu Xiu's brothers went through the formalities and did not return to China. They chose to stay overseas as mercenaries.

After the thrilling battles and the baptism of corpses and seas of blood, the brothers were wounded and saved enough money, so they resolutely quit the job of licking blood and returned to the motherland.

"Wow, is this still our country? It's changed too much. I don't think it's any worse than New York and London."

"Isn't it? It's better for our country, and we don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Haha, look at the prospects of the two of you, our country is changing a lot now, let's go, I'll take you back to your hometown to see our parents first."

A few good brothers hooked their shoulders together, looking at the great changes in the motherland in a short period of time with novelty and happiness, pointing and pointing along the way, so happy.

Suddenly, the picture is fragmented.

The good brother was lying in a pool of blood without even leaving a complete body.

The dream, the oath, the brother, can't come back, never come back again. . . . . .

Liu Xiu's thoughts were all hopeless, and the familiar, happy and sad scenes appeared one after another in her mind like a flying horse.

At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, and a handsome Taoist stood in the air. With one move with one hand, he seemed to have lost the shackles of gravity, and stood lightly in the air.

"Liu Xiu, you let go of your hatred and came back from the dead. As a teacher, I promise to accept you as an apprentice. I promise you and my brother will meet again in the future."

Liu Xiu's eyes widened. The person in front of him was Jiang Zhenren, and he was flying in the sky with him?

"Clap!"

Jiang Xiaoliu took him to the ground gently.

"Liu Xiu, you should be my third-generation Xuanzi disciple of Qingyun Temple, with the Tao name Xuanzhen. As a teacher, I hope you will continue to be resolute, resolute, straightforward and pure, and forever cast a pure heart."

"I, I, I..."

Liu Xiu stared blankly at Jiang Xiaoliu, who looked like a fairy in front of him, and was speechless for a long time. Finally, he sighed, wept bitterly, knelt down in front of Jiang Xiaoliu heavily, and shouted: "Thank you, Master!"

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't hide, accepted his bow and said, "Get up."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiaoliu walked slowly to Qiu Dengping who was lying on the grass with the same dull expression, and said softly: "Jueyu, although you have committed great evils, as a teacher, I am still willing to correct you. A new opportunity, follow me to practice hard, don't be obsessed with the world of mortals, and when your merits and virtues are complete, I will make an exception and accept you as a teacher and give you a Taoist name."

Qiu Dengping's eyeballs moved, and he said indifferently, "My body lasts at most a week, and I'm still talking about redemption. Master Jiang, in my next life, if I can be reincarnated as a human being, I think, be a good person."

"In the next life? Forget the evil you did in this life? Let me tell you, even if you are a registered disciple of my Qingyun Temple, if this real person says I won't let you die, even if the King of Hades comes."

"Oh, thank you so much, Master."

Qiu Dengping cast a glance at Jiang Xiaoliu, he didn't believe it at all, if he didn't really scare himself, he would have to say a few more words to him.

"Xuanzhen, come here, I'll show you a few senior brothers, and in the evening, as a teacher, I'll let you meet your brothers."

"Master, Master."

Xuan Zhen choked up.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Xiaoliu gathered all his disciples on the lawn in front of the temple, looked at the sky, and said solemnly: "All disciples, watch carefully, what is being performed for the master is the ancient earth magic 72 supernatural power The method of the secluded, this method can penetrate into the hells of the underworld, and can see through the illusory, and can also understand gods and ghosts, how much you can comprehend depends on your own good fortune."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiaoliu didn't hide his secrets, and slowed down the casting speed of Tongyou's incantations, handprints, formulas, etc. so that the disciples could see clearly.

This kind of teaching by precept and deed completely depends on the understanding of the disciple, and it is not known what the system can reward after casting the spell.

Soon, the sky became more and more gloomy, and traces of gray-white mist mixed with the chill that hit the bone marrow floated up from the ground.

The three guardians were trembling, and they couldn't understand what kind of supernatural power Master was displaying. They just subconsciously felt trembling in their souls, as if they were going to die at any moment.

Only Wang Lin and Qiu Dengping could barely maintain their composure, staring at the scene in front of them, for fear of missing something.

Qiu Dengping was defeated by this trick at the beginning, and two men in suits, one black and one white, jumped out out of nowhere for no reason, which frightened him, especially the man in white suit, who claimed to be Bai Wuchang. The mana of ghosts and gods borrowed by the priest was easily blown away.

Could it be that black and white impermanence was invited up?

Seeing Jiang Xiaoliu repeating his old tricks this time, he immediately widened his eyes, fearing that he would miss a tiny bit.

Wang Lin kept Jiang Xiaoliu's words in mind, and kept watching the master cast spells, concentrating all his energy on memorizing those obscure spells, mysterious handprints and magical formulas.

Gradually, Wang Lin opened his lips lightly, and moved his hands clumsily, imitating Jiang Xiaoliu's spellcasting. Looking at it, even though it was neither fish nor fowl, there was actually a bit of a similarity?

No one saw this scene, otherwise they would exclaim that this child's comprehension is so terrifying?
You must know that this is an ancient supernatural power. If Jiang Xiaoliu hadn't been empowered by the system, according to the speed at which normal cultivators comprehend the magic formula, this supernatural power would basically take a lifetime to get away with.

But Wang Lin was able to imitate about two points just by watching the kung fu for a while. This kind of comprehension definitely crushed his cheap master.

In the boundless and gushing black mist, two men in suits, one black and one white, stepped out quickly, it was black and white impermanence.

"Oh, so it's Jiang Zhenren."

"Jiang Zhenren is really you, that's great. Last time we brought back thousands of Qin Dynasty old ghosts at once, and instantly overfulfilled the whole year's work tasks. Due to the upsurge of learning from us, my two brothers have been giving lectures everywhere in the past two days, stealing the limelight."

Black and white Wuchang was very excited to see Jiang Xiaoliu, he was not like the underworld ghost that everyone talked about, but a brother who had not seen him for many years.

Qiu Dengping was dumbfounded, obviously the facts were right in front of his eyes, but he refused to believe it, and subconsciously blurted out: "My dear boy, Master is indeed not the illegitimate son of God, he is the illegitimate son of King Yama, absolutely approved, it is true!"

The black and white Wuchang brothers were warmly greeting Jiang Xiaoliu, when suddenly a crisp sound came, and not far away, a dying old man swung his mouth round, and then flew out with blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

"Uh......"

Black and White Impermanence was stunned, for a moment he didn't know how to be polite.

The three guardians stood in awe: "Junior Jue Yu is reminding us to study hard and cherish this rare opportunity."

Jiang Xiaoliu was a little embarrassed, waved his hands and said, "Don't talk to him, please come up this time, actually there is something I want you to help identify."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiaoliu flipped his palm, and a statue of Rakshasa ghosts and gods appeared with rewards returned by the system.

The moment the statue was taken out, a disgusting smell of blood rushed from the nostrils of the crowd, and the sound of rolling waves could be heard faintly in their ears. It seemed that there was an endless sea of ​​blood, and the Rakshasa army was coming, and it was about to be wiped out. The world has turned into a boundless purgatory.

"Blood Sea Rakshasa's real body?"

Black and white impermanence paled in shock, and exclaimed in unison.

"Oh, you two know this thing?"

Jiang Xiaoliu was also curious, the names of the two brothers were different from the system's.

"Where did Master Jiang get this thing?"

Bai Wuchang looked serious.

Jiang Xiaoliu was indifferent.

Hei Wuchang, who has always been reticent, also said: "This matter is very important, it is related to the survival of the underworld, please tell the truth."

"Is this important to you?"

Hei Wuchang nodded quickly and said: "It's more than important. To tell the truth, the blood sea Rakshasa clan suddenly rioted recently. Countless Rakshasa troops attacked the city and occupied my underworld city, and this thing is to restrain the Rakshasa army. Treasures in the body."

"Really? How could such an important treasure be lost in the mortal world?"

Jiang Xiaoliu asked back.

Bai Wuchang also looked puzzled: "I'm also surprised, but I think it's not uncommon for a real person to have such great powers."

After finishing speaking, he blinked at Heiwuchang.

Hei Wuchang understood in seconds, and hurriedly said: "The real person really has a long history of teachers, but this thing has little effect on the real person, but if it stays in the mortal world, if it is not careful, it will attract the Raksha army. Please Gentleman hand over this thing to me and take it back to the underworld for disposal, my two brothers will definitely not dare to take credit, and must report the truth to Emperor Yan Luo, and the credit of the real man will definitely be indispensable."

Jiang Xiaoliu was taken aback, and said that the evil thing returned by the critical strike should not be a serious thing. Sure enough, it can attract the Raksha army and locate the Raksha deity. Doesn't that mean that other Raksha can also Followed to find Qingyun Temple?
Mom, Qingyun Temple can't stand the toss of this great god, it's better to send it out early to earn a share of credit for nothing.

"What kind of friendship do we have, not to mention the mere Rakshasa Dharma, no matter how precious something is, how can it be worth the friendship between our brothers, take it and take it, I don't care at all whether it is credit or not. Don't take it to heart."

Black and white impermanence peeked at each other, and hurriedly took the Rakshasa face, overjoyed.

Bai Wuchang flipped his palm, and there were ten small purple and white lotus flowers.

"Thank you so much, my brothers and I don't have any treasures that can be used in the world, but the immeasurable flowers of the other side planted by the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld, which can be life and death for ordinary people. Improving mana has indescribable and supreme effects, and please do not dislike it."

Hei Wuchang also smiled and said: "Yes, although this flower is everywhere in the underworld, but this purple and white immeasurable Bana flower was born when Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva preached, and it is quite rare in the underworld. Treasures are more helpful than real people's cultivation."

"Is there such a fetish? Then I will not be polite."

Jiang Xiaoliu was very satisfied. With this thing, if he gave one to his apprentice, what kind of treasure would the system return?

Think a little excited.

(End of this chapter)