Quick Time Travel: Black Lotus Face Slapping Guide

Chapter 147 My Disciple Goes Crazy Again 8
In order to appear helpless enough, she pressed her right hand with her left hand and slashed at several bandits with a sword in her right hand. She held her right hand tightly with her left hand as if to prevent her right hand from committing crimes.

The footsteps were also moving with difficulty, while exclaiming: "Master, help me!"

The bandits thought she was calling the man behind to help fight, and the bandits had never been persuaded to fight in groups.

"Brothers! Go!"

With an order, not only the bandits on the road rushed up, but also the bandits ambushing on the mountain.

A large number of people rushed down, which was unexpected by Xi Jing.

There was a trace of panic and fear of the crowd on her face, while her left hand continued to restrain her right hand.

But in his heart he was secretly happy, if she went up and cut down innocent people without saying a word, Qingyu would definitely have a problem with her, but now she is weak on her side, she just accidentally hurt someone while protecting herself.

If you want to quickly improve your cultivation level, the alchemy robe on your body is very useful, and you can turn everything for your own use.

For example, human blood, resentment, soul...

Heng Jun would never have expected that the protective artifact he gave Linglong to save her life would become a good helper for her to practice quickly.

"stop!"

Before Xi Jing's sword touched anyone, he heard a sharp shout.The voice is loud, full of air, and comes from above.

Naturally, it couldn't be Qingyu. Qingyu pinched the seal formula with her hand and called Feijian. Originally, she planned to take her away directly, but seeing a few monks came, she had to wrap Xijing in the air ball first to prevent her from hurting others.

The air mass floated back to Qingyu's side, Xi Jing was very upset, and couldn't help but cast her angry eyes on the person who came.

I saw three monks with their swords hovering in the sky, and their eyes fell on the people on both sides.

When the bandits saw this, they also stood still, with a timid face, and slowly retreated.

"You don't know how to repent, so you dare to commit crimes here?" The monks should be disciples of the nearby sect, and the words revealed that this was not the first time the bandits committed crimes in their jurisdiction.

The bandit in the lead repeatedly admitted his mistakes, saying that the Daxian was merciful and would never do it again, then he reprimanded his brothers and withdrew.

The monks actually just forget it? ?Never mind? ?

"Which sect are you disciples, you are trying to attack mortals." After training the bandits, you actually came to train them? ?
With a calm face, Qingyu actually bowed politely, and replied, "We are monks of Luoyuemen, and this time we went down the mountain to practice through your sect..."

"Oh, so it's from Luoyuemen." His tone was very contemptuous, Luoyuemen's 500-year qualifications were not enough in the cultivation world.

Another monk seemed to have remembered something, and whispered something in his companion's ear.

The cultivator who reprimanded him just now suddenly asked: "I heard that there is a Daoist Qingyu in Luoyue Gate, do you know him?"

Qingyu was puzzled, but everyone is a cultivator, maybe there is something wrong.

He replied: "It is next."

In fact, in terms of cultivation, he is far above these few people.It can be judged by the middle-grade spirit swords that these people are stepping on, and their cultivation bases do not exceed Jindan.

But Qingyu should be born this way, humble and gentle, unwilling to cause trouble.

As soon as the words fell, several people attacked directly, perhaps because of his attitude, they thought that his cultivation was not as good as them.

— Master, don't move, let me come!
Xi Jing was so excited that she almost cried out.

She directly dissipated and absorbed the surrounding air mass, and stepped forward with the seal seal formula with her hands, but she shouted in horror: "Ah, help!"

In the room for help, he was already in front of a disciple, and the strength of the disciple's whole body was directly digested.

One hand penetrated into the dantian, pinching the opponent's newly formed golden elixir, only the size of a grain of rice.

(End of this chapter)