Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 121 Super Luck
Shao Yingjie carried the little boy and cursed in the violent sword energy, but Hu Yidao never appeared.

"Boss Yingjie, you won't really throw me down." The little boy Shao Yingjie was carrying looked at him weakly.

"Don't worry, I was just scaring your father, but your father doesn't seem to care about you at all, it's up to you, call for help, the worse the better." Shao Yingjie didn't move his mouth, but his tongue moved quietly, uttering Very tiny sound.

The little boy nodded, and suddenly burst into tears: "Father, come and save me! Woohoo, I'm so scared."

"Dad!"

"Mother died early, I am the only family member like you, you can't leave me alone!"

"Dad!"

"Little bastard, you are fucking crying! Wait until I get back and see how I beat you!"

Hu Yidao finally couldn't bear it any longer, and flew out from the barrier below with a face of anger, followed by Xuan Xuanxuan with a smile on his face and the three old men from Yinshen Valley. These berserk sword qi were dangerous to them very small.

"You old bastard finally came out!" Shao Yingjie looked at Hu Yidao who finally showed up, and cursed: "Hurry up and return my storage ring to me."

"Boss, when you call my father an old bastard, aren't you calling me a little bastard?" The little boy in Shao Yingjie's hand rubbed his chin and looked at Shao Yingjie with an aggrieved expression.

"Do old bastards have to give birth to young bastards? Horses and donkeys also give birth to mules. How could elder brother scold you, first help me get rid of your father." Shao Yingjie looked at Hu Yidao who was flying towards him with an angry face, and quickly backed away. At the same time, he blocked the little boy in front of him.

Holding a big knife in his hand, Hu Yidao gritted his teeth and looked at Shao Yingjie: "Little bastard, it's in vain that I treat you so well."

"What a fart! Didn't the young master just take your clothes? I didn't know you were taking a bath in the river. Besides, you are a big man, how can you imitate other beautiful women to take a bath in the river. Fortunately, I didn't see it, otherwise His eyes must be going blind." Shao Yingjie hid behind the boy, raised his head and shouted loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

Hu Yidao's face turned from white to red, and then from red to blue, trembling with anger, but seeing his precious son in the hands of that little bastard, he still took a deep breath, ignored the weird eyes of the four people behind him, and spoke as much as possible. He said calmly:
"After all, you are my Divine Will Sect disciple..."

"Don't talk to the young master!" Shao Yingjie's expression was a little crazy.

"Master just picked up your clothes by accident, and you chased him down for two whole days. Do you know how many magic weapons you have used to save your life?" Shao Yingjie said with a pained expression on his face, eyes Looking at Hu Yidao sadly and angrily:

"Later I gave up and said that I would use magic weapons to compensate you. You beat me without saying a word, without reason at all, and tied me back to your Shenyimen as a human sandbag. I have never suffered such a thing in my life, sir. Hit more!"

"It's okay to be beaten, but you also searched for all my treasures and forced me to worship you as a teacher, saying it was a teacher ceremony."

"Hu Yidao, just be a human being!" Shao Yingjie roared with grief and indignation, recalling the experience of the past half month, faint tears flickered in his eyes.

The corner of Hu Yidao's mouth twitched, he tightened the hand holding the knife again, and said calmly: "I see that you have excellent aptitude, and you are also a casual cultivator with no background, so you have a heart of love for talents.

Beating you is to hone your character, and taking your magic weapon is to stop your desire to use foreign objects to practice for quickness, otherwise you would have died [-] times just because you offended me. "

Shao Yingjie rolled his big eyes, and then he looked at the old man of the Huang family, Jiu Jie and Huang Tianci in the distance, seeing that they were safe and sound despite the berserk sword energy.

He was blessed by luck, and they probably depended on strength. With a thought, Shao Yingjie flew towards the three of them with the little boy in his hand.

When Hu Yidao saw Shao Yingjie flying towards the old man of the Huang family, he was startled. He knew that the majestic old man was astonishingly powerful and powerful. The incarnation of Xia Yuanying's cultivation.

Seeing Shao Yingjie flying towards that direction with a face full of indifference, he wanted to reprimand him to stop him, but he didn't dare, he was startled and uncertain.

Did this little bastard know that terrifying old man?But isn't he a casual cultivator?
That's not right, how could casual cultivators have so many treasures!Does he really have another identity?

Thinking of Shao Yingjie's storage ring that he had snatched away, he was really shocked when he opened it to look at it. There were some treasures in it, even if he had reached the state of distraction, his heart would not stop moving.

While Hu Yidao was hesitating, Shao Yingjie was already flying in front of the old man of the Huang family.

Jiu Jie and Huang Tianci, who stepped on the clouds formed by the Qianji moiré ring, looked curiously at this young man who flew over calmly.

The young man flew in a straight line all the way, the sword energy seemed to be insulated from him automatically, they all avoided him perfectly and made way for him.

Jiujie sensed that this young man's cultivation base was only a little stronger than his own at most, which was roughly the appearance of the early stage of Jindan. Knowing that the normal golden core state should never be so calm in these violent sword qi.

In particular, some casual cultivators who looked like old men wanted to follow Shao Yingjie when they saw that the place where Shao Yingjie walked was safe. As a result, when Shao Yingjie passed by, the small area was very safe. At that moment, the sword energy immediately tore them into dozens of pieces, and they fell on the spot.

Jiujie observed Shao Yingjie carefully, and found no sign of him operating any special skills, just flying in the sky, and didn't even bother to release the spiritual energy for body protection.

Could it be that he has some strange and powerful magic weapon?

Jiu Jie guessed in his heart, after all, he and Huang Tianci had just obtained the ever-changing thousand-machine cloud pattern ring, and it was reasonable for this young man to have a powerful magic weapon to avoid sword energy.

The pupils of Jiu Jie's eyes turned purple, and Zi Xu's eyes opened.

He looked towards the young man, wanting to see what powerful magic weapon was on that young man, but then his eyes widened.

The young man didn't have any magic weapons, but the little boy he was carrying had a storage bracelet on each of his wrists and ankles.

Jiu Jie was surprised that Zi Xu Po Huan now, this young man's real cultivation base is the golden core, and he has not used any magic weapon, and the reason why he can face the sword energy calmly is... his luck is extraordinary , Enough to make people jealous to crazy luck.

Jiu Jie was a little speechless after understanding the reason, because with his purple eyes, he saw the strong purple luck on the top of the young man's head, linking the sky and the earth, and even the sky above his head was dyed purple.

And not only him, even the little boy he was carrying had a mass of purple luck on his head, but the scale was much smaller than this young man.

But that's purple luck!
Black luck represents bad luck, white luck represents mediocrity, red luck represents great wealth, and golden luck is the image of emperors and heroes.

The purple luck represents immortals, and those who have purple luck are blessed by the great luck of heaven and earth, and they are destined to become immortals.

Judging from the performance of this young man, it is obvious that he clearly knows that his luck is strong and he will not die anyway, so he is so calm.

After thinking about it, Jiu Jie was completely speechless, and at the same time he was a little envious of this young man.

What the hell is my colorless luck!
It would be great if he was also purple lucky, then he would be a little more arrogant if he wanted to die.

(End of this chapter)