Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

Twelve beams of sword light split out, glancing at the shadows and disappearing without a trace.

The next moment, the black mist in the abandoned warehouse dissipated, and countless black shadows were instantly wiped out and ceased to exist.

"hiss--!"

Hongmao gasped, his eyes were about to pop out.

Wang Defa?

This kills them all?

Master Liao's eyelids trembled and he remained silent.

After confirming the eyes, the person who can't be offended.

Xu Huan said with a light smile: "Master said that he wanted to sharpen this kid's temper, to see if he would go in and save you, but now he seems to be a malleable talent."

Master Liao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately patted the red-haired boy beside him.

"Son, kneel down and call Master."

"Huh? Uncle Liao?"

Xu Huan quickly waved his hand: "Master Liao misunderstood, Master has no intention of accepting apprentices. And I am not qualified to accept apprentices."

"..."

Hong Mao blushed, as if he felt that Xu Huan looked down on him.

Stiffing his neck, he said: "Uncle Liao, I think your razor is also very good, I will learn from you!"

Master Liao glanced at him, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

He watched this child grow up since he was a child, and it would be great if he could inherit his legacy.

Master Liao glanced at Xu Huan again, and seeing that she really didn't intend to accept an apprentice, he nodded and said, "Okay, it will be two years. If you are willing to wait, I will teach you."

"But there is one thing I want to tell you in advance."

Hongmao touched the back of his head, "What, Uncle Liao?"

"After you learn it, you won't be able to shave your head rich in this life."

"Uh……"

Just when the two were chatting happily, Xu Huan suddenly interrupted:

"The matter is not over yet. It's not too late for you to talk after the crisis is over. Son, you should go."

Hongmao was puzzled and said, "Didn't you already..."

Master Liao held him down and said in a deep voice, "Master, get out of here quickly."

Hongmao gritted his teeth, raised his left hand and said, "Look, Uncle Liao, I can help you!"

Xu Huan shook his head.

"It's useless, and don't use this method lightly in the future, otherwise you may attract some more terrifying existences."

Hongmao looked up at Uncle Liao.

Master Liao nodded and gave him a push.

"Go home, your parents should be in a hurry."

Hongmao pursed his lips, turned around every step, and left here hesitantly.

The two waited for a while, but there was no movement around.

"This big guy is really patient, he won't come out when all his men are dead." Xu Huan said with a faint smile.

Master Liao: "...Maybe I was frightened by you."

"Uh, it shouldn't be so." Xu Huan said awkwardly.

Master Liao shrugged his shoulders, the chill around his body was gone, and the prey-like feeling had also disappeared.

"It's true, I'm safe now, thank you Daoist for your help."

Master Liao bowed slightly and saluted, quite like an English gentleman.

"Okay... Then I will go back and report to Master. If you need any help, you can come to Dishui Temple to find me and Master."

Xu Huan smiled helplessly, cupped his hands in a bow, and then sacrificed his flying sword and left.

Master Liao pushed his one-sided glasses and left quietly.

……

Xu Huan returned to Dishui Temple to return to his life.

Cheng Fan was playing chess with the Stove Lord, and slightly raised his hand to signal Xu Huan to speak directly.

"Master, the big guy you mentioned didn't make a move."

Cheng Fan smiled lightly and said, "You killed all its little brothers in one go, how dare it show its face?"

Xu Huan stuck out his tongue playfully, "I didn't know that guy was so timid."

"Be more steady next time, don't reveal your hole cards as soon as you come up." Cheng Fan said with a smile.

"But this is not a hole card, it's just a simple differentiation of sword light."

The old dragon couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth when he heard it, and asked quickly: "Ni'er, how many ways have you differentiated?"

"Twelve paths."

Xu Huan replied obediently.

"Hehehe... If those sword cultivators who besieged Benlong heard about it, they would be so ashamed that they would commit suicide."

Xu Huan asked embarrassingly: "Is it so exaggerated? Master can differentiate much more sword lights than me!"

The old Longyan glared, "Boy, how many sword lights can you differentiate?"

Cheng Fan stepped on Lord Stove Lord's pawn with his horse, and said with a light smile, "It's just the art of Tiangang. Recently, I have been addicted to alchemy and can't extricate myself, and I am a little tired of swordsmanship."

As soon as these words came out, even Nian Suixi, who was busy torturing Du Hu, couldn't help being shocked.

"The technique of Tiangang? 36 sword lights?"

"in or out?"

"You call that burnout?"

Cheng Fan shrugged, but did not respond.

Then he took a closer look at the chessboard and said with a light smile, "General!"

Lord Stove turned pale when he heard the words, and tried to make amends, but found that he had been checked to death.

"It doesn't count! This one doesn't count!"

"I was influenced by Mingzhen just now, it's not fair, I demand a rematch!"

Cheng Fan smiled helplessly, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to grab Xu Huan's wrist.

Eh?

Xu Huan was stunned.

This, this is?

Could it be that Master treats me also...

It's too sudden, I'm not ready yet.

However, in the next second, Cheng Fan said:

"Mingzhen, come and play chess for me."

With that said, he pulled Xu Huan to the seat and slipped away by himself.

But the Stove Lord jumped anxiously: "Stinky boy, the old man refuses to accept it! Come back and fight the old man for another [-] rounds!"

"Goodbye to you!"

Cheng Fan smiled slightly, and moved to the main hall.

I thought: Hey, I won't win the next game, I'm a fool to go back to the rematch!

With a smile on his lips, Cheng Fan took out three joss sticks and put incense on the statue of the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing.

Then began the unshakable evening class time.

Chapter 366 There is a Taoist friend visiting, and the Taoist temple is forcibly occupied

In the Dishui Temple, the calmness of the past began to return.

Cheng Fan is obsessed with studying the true solution of alchemy, and Xu Huan has recently gained a new understanding in the way of swordsmanship, and has begun to study the silk thread of sword gas, killing the enemy invisible.

The little girl changed her hairstyle and tied two small knots. Seeing that, the old dragon felt bad luck, and turned around and ran away.In the end, she was chased by the little girl.While chasing back, she shouted childishly: "Grandpa Long, eat me a shot of Huntian Ling and Qiankun Circle!"

The little girl's studies and cultivation were not delayed, and she broke through to the eighth level of Qi training unconsciously in her sleep. If Cheng Fan hadn't noticed that the little girl's breath was not stable, the little guy wouldn't have noticed it himself.

In addition to playing chess, the three seniors began to study new entertainment methods.It's all because Lord Stove is too buggy. Chess and Go are beyond the national level, and Mahjong and Pai Gow are his specialty.

Nian Suixi and Laolong certainly don't want to be tortured and killed in this respect.Just when the three elders were arguing hard.Cheng Fan suggested that the three elders play all the popular board games to see who is the king in this regard?

The three elders agreed immediately, and played all kinds of UNO cards, Monopoly, and Werewolf.Now he is obsessed with turtle soup and script killing, and often transforms into a young man to go to clubs in small towns to have fun.

At the same time, Dahu is making the final preparations to break through, intending to listen to Cheng Fan's preaching every Monday again and start trying to break through his cultivation.

On this day, it is the day of the week when the animals rejoice.

Accompanied by a loud and clear eagle cry, the entire Wuzhen Mountain boiled up.The animals in the mountains gathered in the apse of the Taoist temple, waiting to hear the sermon.

At first, only the small animals near the Dishui Temple came to listen to the sermon. As the aura of the Dishui Temple became more and more intense, the entire Wuzhen Mountain and even animals farther away migrated here just to be blessed.

Cheng Fan glanced at the crowded apse and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"Let's go outside the yard, just listen in the forest, it's too crowded here."

The small animals in the front row were very humane, with a look of disappointment flashing across their faces.

It's a pity that it's rare to grab such a front position!

The animals who couldn't squeeze in from behind immediately regained their spirits and ran outside to seize the favorable terrain.

Cheng Fan smiled and shook his head, got up and went to the forest to preach.

At this time, he sensed movement on Wenxin Road, so he sent a voice transmission to Xu Huan: "Mingzhen, a fellow Taoist is visiting, go and receive him."

Xu Huan nodded happily, and walked towards the gate of the Taoist temple.

Um?Like-minded people?

Judging from the master's tone, the person who came seemed to be a Taoist priest from another Taoist temple.

Except for the Taoist friends in Maoshan, Dishui Temple has no contact with other Taoist temples.

If it is an acquaintance from Maoshan, Master should be able to clarify the identity of the person.

Could it be... is it the guy who was thrown down the mountain before to make trouble?

Xu Huan made up his mind.If it is still the same person, repeat the same trick and throw it down the mountain.

As soon as he came to the front hall, he heard the mountain gate being knocked loudly, and Xu Huan felt more and more that the person who came was here to ask for trouble.

Among the two gates at the mountain gate, the two gods, Qinglong and Baihu, frowned.

Stop knocking!A disturbing lucid dream early in the morning!

Xu Huan came to the door and bowed his hands: "The two gods will open the door."

Qinglong Baihu nodded, and the mountain gate burst open.

Contrary to what Xu Huan thought, the person who came was not the guy who threw him down the mountain.

At the mountain gate, an old Taoist priest in a gray Taoist robe stepped into the threshold, panting heavily.

Xu Huan hurried forward and said with concern: "Senior, are you okay? I'll help you to rest in the temple."

Xu Huan's spiritual sense detected that the old Taoist priest in front of him had no magic power and was very weak. He was probably not a cultivator.

The old Taoist took a few breaths suddenly, and soon the breath came, even he himself was a little surprised.