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

Chapter 54

After arranging the five major foundations, Jiang Xiaoliu checked the practice of a circle of disciples.

Qingyun Temple has its own aura, which is rich and abundant. Several major disciples practiced with all their heart, and their strength improved very quickly.

On the night when Jiang Xiaoliu triggered a critical attack and returned it, Wang Lin revised the "Qingdi Yimu Jue". At this moment, he has reached the fourth level of Qi training, which is equivalent to 40 years of hard work for ordinary monks. Regardless of the bonus of skills, his personal talent can be seen generally.

Xuan Yue sits cross-legged in the Tai Chi gossip diagram in the courtyard, exhaling and practicing Qi like a dog, her whole body is masculine and masculine, just like an oven, the heat waves are rolling in if you get closer, the heat is unbearable, the strength of Qi and blood is very reasonable Degree of it.

In front of Xuanyue, a 1.9-meter tall man is Xuanzhen.

At this moment, he seems to be an incarnation of Taoist Dharma Protector God Wang Lingguan. With one punch and one palm, dragons sing and tigers roar, and his moves are opened and closed. Each move carries a tremendous force. , even if it is a cultivator who is successful in body training, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Xuansu Xuanji also practiced assiduously, Jiang Xiaoliu was very satisfied, and went back to the house to practice hard.

The beheading of Zhu Ren this time let him know that there are old monsters in the alchemy stage in the world.

Although he is very confident in his own strength, but the alchemy stage is a veteran monk who has lived for hundreds of years, who knows what hidden cards they have in their hands.

Even if he is really invincible, he can escape easily if he is confident, but unless the disciples of Qingyunguan don't go out in this life, the old monster of forming alchemy will definitely not let them go.

Because they are not only Jiang Xiaoliu's disciples, but also the old monsters in the alchemy stage are likely to see through the extraordinaryness of their cultivation skills. At that time, not to mention seizing their homes, they are also very likely to use torture to force them to hand over their skills.

"Jingle Bell!"

Jiang Xiaoliu, who was preparing to practice, suddenly rang his phone, picked it up annoyed, and saw that it belonged to Hua Wujun.

This guy still has the nerve to call him, and it would be nice if he didn't bother him.

"Hey, is this real person now? The big thing is not good. There is a monk named Zhenru who may come to trouble you. His master is a great expert in the alchemy stage. He is also the elder Keqing of the Chang'an branch. He has already boarded the plane. , it is estimated that I will be able to arrive at your place tomorrow afternoon at the latest, and the real person should make preparations early."

"True? A master at the alchemy stage? So what, even a mere disciple dares to come, and his master's presence is almost the same."

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't take it seriously at all.

Hua Wujun smiled wryly and said: "Renren Xu, I know you hate me in your heart, but I sincerely hope that you can understand what my duty is. This time, I have violated the rules, but I hope that the real person can understand. As for the five A foundation-establishing real person, I know that real people won’t listen to what I say, I just ask the real person not to kill them, otherwise it will really get out of hand.”

"Got it, bye!"

Jiang Xiaoliu hung up the phone, not wanting to talk nonsense with him.

But this true foundation establishment mage should consider it.

He is very sure of repelling or even beheading Zhenru, but he really doesn't know how powerful the alchemy stage is.

And once this kind of person offends, he must be eradicated.

Some time ago, there was no news about the distraction of the Blood Sea Rakshasa, and he didn't know what conspiracy was behind the scenes, which made Jiang Xiaoliu very worried that the devil would take revenge on his family and apprentices.

Although the family members all have the sword talisman imprint that they planted by themselves, but this sense of crisis that the enemy is dark and we are clear makes him very uncomfortable.

If he offends another unfathomable alchemy old monster, the consequences will be unpredictable.

"Practice, practice, there are many miscellaneous things recently, and I haven't calmed down to practice properly. I must improve my strength as soon as possible, otherwise my heaven-defying physique and supernatural powers will be wasted in vain."

With this in mind, Jiang Xiaoliu put aside distracting thoughts and devoted himself to cultivation.

At noon the next day, Luoyi Airport.

A handsome monk who looked like the person in the painting walked out of the airport slowly, attracting the attention of countless people. Many people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures quietly, and some devout Buddhists prayed from afar.

"It's really like the presence of a master, and my Huawu Army welcomes you warmly on behalf of the cultivation community in Luoyi City."

Hua Wujun led a group of people to greet him from a distance, and greeted them warmly.

"Amitabha, the nine ghost kings of Mang Mountain, even my master, have a headache, but they live peacefully under the control of Team Leader Hua. The poor monk admires them."

Zhenru looks majestic in appearance, but in fact speaks in a smooth and sophisticated manner.

Hua Wujun laughed loudly, exchanged some polite words with him, then got into the car and left in the dust.

inside the car.

"Group leader Hua, I heard that this real person Jinxu is a new foundation-builder who was able to slay a demon king-level dragon and capture the five great foundation-builders of our Chang'an sub-bureau alive. Can you find out who he is?"

"It's really like a mage. I'm ashamed to say that we only have some superficial information about him, and even his master has very little information. These questions you mentioned are exactly the problems we have been worrying about for a long time."

Zhenru took a deep look at Hua Wujun, as if he felt that he was not telling the truth, and he didn't care at the moment, talking nonsense, the group quickly came to the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

"Huh? The spiritual veins of this mountain are not visible, and the wind and water are flat. It doesn't look like a place where dragons and tigers are hidden."

Zhenru looked up at Qingyun Mountain and said in surprise.

"Unexpectedly, the master also understands the way of Fengshui. It really is a famous teacher who produces a good apprentice."

Zhenru proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then said: "Group leader Hua, I'm getting more and more curious about this real person today, the poor monk will take a step first."

After finishing speaking, Zhenru flicked his hands, his sleeves fluttered, his feet exerted a little force, and he circled up suddenly, like a goshawk fighting the sky for nine days, his movements were chic and handsome, without a trace of human fireworks.

Hua Wujun looked up at Zhenru who disappeared into the forest, sighed, and said to the people around him: "Go and set up formations, block all information here, and block the mountain road at the same time, so that no one else can go up the mountain."

Hua Wujun reckoned that it was likely to be a battle between dragons and tigers in the future, and if someone discovered the shocking vision, they would have to clean up the mess in the end.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Zhenru, I have come here to ask you to see the real person today, please go out and see him."

Zhenru's voice was like thunder on the ground, instantly waking up everyone in Qingyun Temple.

Yun Yazi's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Hey, this is true, that's great, he came to save us, and I will also seal Jinxu's dantian and his consciousness later, and then use five The Thunder Talisman bombarded him for three days and three nights."

"Snapped!"

Jue Yu, who was practicing, was awakened by Zhenru, his face was full of displeasure, and it happened that Yun Yazi was beeping again, and slapped him backhand, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose.

"You try to curse again?"

Yun Yazi was furious, and glared at Jue Yu fiercely: "You little old man, who has not yet established a foundation, yet dares to be rude to me? Believe it or not..."

"Crack! Crack!"

Jue Yu didn't wait for him to speak, and slapped his backhand: "Believe it or not? Keep talking!"

Yun Yazi: "..."

The gate of Qingyun Temple opened slowly, and a handsome young Taoist priest walked out. It was Jiang Xiaoliu.

"You monk, you are making a lot of noise, you don't understand any rules, you should fight!"

Jiang Xiaoliu pointed like a sword, and slashed out with a sword aura. He was really shocked. He never thought that the real person Jinxu would fight when he saw each other. He didn't even ask a question. Was he so arrogant?

The sword energy was swift, accompanied by wind and thunder, and it was about to be chopped on the head in the blink of an eye.

Zhenru yelled: "Dharma Guardian Vajra, all evil will not invade, Vajra Cover, get up!"

A loud bang of "铛", resounded through the heaven and earth like a great bell.

Wang Lin and other disciples hurried out to check, and saw a big monk with a golden mask on his head being chopped off by the master's sword.

"That's it?"

Jiang Xiaoliu was very surprised. This is just a newly realized Fenglei Sword Art, and the sword hasn't been drawn yet. It's just a sword energy inspired by the sword finger. Is it really irresistible?

Zhenru forced a mouthful of mana, stabilized his body in a state of embarrassment, the vajra shield outside his body was already broken, so he simply removed it, and said angrily: "Well, you little boy, I'll see you this poor monk, so you're going to cultivate like this? Didn't your master teach you how to treat guests?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoliu grasped Ziyun Fajian with a move in his left hand, and said: "My master has only taught me that if people do not attack me, I will not attack others. If people attack me, hehe, hello to death."

"Crazy devil, what is the difference between your behavior and the way of the devil?"

Zhenru's sleeve robe is different, and he actually pulled out a vajra pestle.

"The poor monk is the guest minister of the Chang'an Branch Bureau. You violated the practice agreement and beheaded ordinary people, and disregarded the interests of your colleagues, and used despicable means to abduct my five foundation building offerings. Such behavior is clearly an evil cultivator who has entered the devil's way."

"Originally, the poor monk was planning to influence you and let you return to the right way. I didn't expect you to be so obsessed. If so, the poor monk will teach you a good lesson for your master today, so that you don't know the power of heaven and earth."

Jiang Xiaoliu said with a disdainful smile: "You are not very capable monk, but you are very good at wronging people. It can be seen that you are also a domineering person on weekdays. Talking to you is a waste of time. If you have any skills, use them quickly. I beat him to death in a short while, and ran to the Buddha to cry."

"Bold, my little boy, you can make fun of me as a Buddha. Today, the poor monk must save you."

How furious!
(End of this chapter)