Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

Immortal Zixiao was beaten until he vomited blood, but he still refused to let go.

If I teach my skills to this beast, I'm afraid there will never be peace in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Today, even if you kill me, I won't give it to you."

Looking at the fearless look of Zixiao Immortal, Wei Zixian suddenly smiled.

His face was hidden in the darkness, only his eyes were bright.

Wei Zixian's voice was ghostly, like an evil ghost, "Master, how can I bear to let you die?"

"after all- -"

"I still need you."

The next second, Wei Zixian stretched out his hand and placed it on the head of Zixiao Immortal.

"You, you actually..." Searching his soul.

Immortal Zixiao opened his eyes wide and spoke intermittently with a very painful expression.

"Ah."

Since he refused to say anything, naturally, he had to resort to some means.

In the memory of Zixiao Immortal, Wei Zixian found what he wanted.

The moment he let go of his hand, he saw Immortal Zixiao collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Squatting down, Wei Zixian patted Zixiao Immortal's face with his hand contemptuously, "Master, thank you very much."

Immortal Zixiao looked at him viciously and couldn't utter a word.

Seeing this kind of look, Wei Zixian felt strangely comfortable in his heart.

Those who were once high and mighty are now controlled by him, and even their lives are in his hands.

"Don't worry, Master, I will let you live well."

"See with your own eyes that I have taken the world of cultivation into my pocket."

The eyes of Zixiao Immortal were full of hatred, and there were three big words written in them: "You're dreaming."

When Wei Zixian got what he wanted, he shook his sleeves and left.

Only the Zixiao Immortal was left lying on the ground, but he laughed softly, revealing a hint of weirdness.

— — — —

In Xuantian Sect, Mei Lingxin was kneeling on the ground with other disciples, but her face was full of unwillingness.

"metropolitan……"

One senior brother was afraid that the sect leader would punish Mei Lingxin, so he quickly put a silence talisman behind her.

Fearing that she would struggle, he cast another immobilizing talisman.

"Little Junior Sister, please stop talking."

Mei Lingxin could only express her disbelief with her eyes.

how could be.

The Xuantian Sect leader had a gloomy face and said, "Fuling was murdered by Wei Zixian from the Divine Will Sect."

"I must take revenge."

After hearing what the sect leader said, the disciples also became angry.

"That's right, we want to avenge Junior Sister Fuling."

"revenge!"

Mei Lingxin, who finally broke free, immediately said, "But there is no evidence to prove that it was Master Wei..."

"Wei Zixian did it."

The leader of Xuantian Sect looked at Mei Lingxin with cold eyes.

How could he not know that the disciple his junior fellow apprentice accepted was so confused?

He threw out a photo stone, on which was a picture of Fuling when she was "dying".

There was still blood on the corner of Fuling's mouth. She pointed ahead and said tremblingly, "It was Wei Zixian who harmed me."

Looking at this irrefutable evidence, Mei Lingxin opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

At this moment, the only way to turn the situation around is to slander that the photo is fake.

That was Hua Qingyu's move.

But, does she really want to do this?

For a moment, Mei Lingxin was in a dilemma.

On one side is Wei Zixian who loves her, and on the other side is Hua Qingyu whom she loves.

After a moment, Mei Lingxin stepped back. It was obvious that she had made her choice.

Mei Lingxin silently said sorry to Wei Zixian in her heart.

She really had no choice.

Whoever asked him to kill people didn't do it cleanly.

The leader of Xuantian Sect intends to declare war on Shenyi Sect, but Mei Lingxin is a little annoyed.

Why? It's just a Poria cocos. Is it necessary to go through so much fuss?

Mei Lingxin could hardly hide her jealousy. She should be the one that everyone was paying attention to.

Damn Fuling, why didn’t he just die in the mouth of the monster outside?

The senior brother standing by saw that Mei Lingxin hadn't moved for a long time and thought that she was too worried, so he hurried over to comfort her.

"Little Junior Sister, don't worry, we will definitely avenge Junior Sister Fuling."

Mei Lingxin immediately suppressed the emotions on her face, nodded and said "hmm".

Soon, Xuantian Sect declared war on Shenyi Sect.

This made Wei Zixian very confused, "Fellow Daoists, why is this happening?"

"Pooh."

"You despicable villain, you killed my junior sister, and you are still pretending to be innocent here."

Wei Zixian vaguely sensed something and suddenly his face turned cold, "Do you guys want to slander me at will?"

Seeing Wei Zixian's calm appearance, the disciples of Xuantian Sect really wanted to scratch his face.

"What are you pretending to be?"

"Junior Sister Fuling pointed out you when she was dying."

Prepare to die, you bastard.

After issuing the challenge, these disciples turned around and left, not forgetting to spit.

They felt unlucky just coming to this Shenyi Gate.

Wei Zixian stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance. For some unknown reason, he looked gloomy.

Time. What he lacks most now is time.

If this group of people challenged him, it would be after he had mastered the skills of the Purple Sky Immortal, and combined with his current evil skills, no one would be able to defeat him.

But unfortunately—

Now, he has obtained the skills, but has not practiced them.

Wei Zixian let out a breath, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Afterwards, Wei Zixian resolutely walked into the secret room and went to find the Immortal Zixiao again.

“Master—”

"Please lend your skills to your disciple."

After saying that, Wei Zixian didn't wait for Zixiao Immortal's answer at all, and began to absorb Zixiao Immortal's skills on his own.

"Rebel."

Immortal Zixiao was so weak that he couldn't even self-destruct. He could only close his eyes in despair.

Three days later, Wei Zixian walked out of the secret room refreshed and appeared in front of everyone.

In the secret room, the Immortal Zixiao, with gray hair, sat on the ground with a smile on his face.

This was the last thing he could do.

He can't live, but -

This traitor must also die.

Whether it was the martial arts that Wei Zixian took away, or the skills from the Immortal Zixiao, they would only make him die faster.

Because, in that technique, Immortal Zixiao changed the most important move.

If Wei Zixian continued to practice according to the method, his meridians would flow backwards and he would bleed from all his orifices and die.

Wei Zixian probably didn't know that a powerful person like the Zixiao Immortal could even fake certain memories.

As for the powerful skills of Immortal Zixiao, he would probably get them but not live.

In a short period of time, these two forces cannot be integrated in Wei Zixian's body, which will only cause him great pain.

In addition, when Wei Zixian was not paying attention, Immortal Zixiao had mixed in another power.

So, to be precise, there will be three forces fighting inside Wei Zixian's body.

But Wei Zixian was unaware of this at the moment.

He just thought that everything was under his control, but he didn't know that he had walked into a dead end.