When Master Qian saw his fellow apprentice and senior brother Uncle Nine breaking in, his face changed drastically. He was already standing high, and suddenly he felt dizzy.
Lin Jiu is one of the most outstanding people in the main lineage of Maoshan.
Although I don’t know how his cultivation is now after so many years
But after all, it is the main meridian. As long as you don’t make mistakes and don’t go astray, your cultivation will basically not be too bad!
Even though he has traveled abroad for many years and gained many opportunities.
But what opportunity can compare to the true heritage of Maoshan!
Those who are taught by teachers, those who are taught by elders, and those who are supported by sects will always be much stronger than those who are unrestrained.
Unless you are the child of destiny.
But how many people are there like this
It was obvious that Master Qian was not one of them, so he pinched the doll on the altar in front of him and used the spell of summoning gods, hoping to ask the Martial Saint Guan Yu for help.
However, there was no movement for a long time.
Listening to Russell's ridicule under the platform, Master Qian couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Is Master Guan on his way
Why is it so slow this time
His eyes turned fierce, and he slammed his hand on the table, shouting, "Hurry up, hurry up and raise it higher!"
The disciples under the platform were shocked. They looked at the tall platform, then looked at their own thin arms, and swallowed their saliva involuntarily.
Master, you are making things difficult for me. How can you let me access such a high platform
Before he could ask, he saw Master Qian waving his finger, and the platform inexplicably floated up, gradually leaving the ground, revealing a large gap.
The disciple did not have time to wonder and quickly moved a table from the side to put it underneath. If he was slow, the consequences would be unpredictable.
His master has a very cruel temper!
“You’re crazy!”
Master Xu glared. Building such a high platform would have huge consequences.
When opening the altar, you must concentrate fully. The higher the stack, the greater the risk you take and the stronger the spell you can induce.
If you fail, the consequence will be horrible! !
My goodness, we are brothers, how could you have ended up like this
Uncle Jiu also frowned. Master Qian’s reaction was beyond his imagination. Inexplicable, inexplicable... Violence
If ordinary disciples violated the rules of Maoshan, they would not be punished with death if they were brought to Maoshan.
Even after death, there is still a chance of reincarnation.
But if it is a fight on a high platform, if you win it's fine, but if you lose, then your soul will be scattered!
With Lin Jiu here, how could he lose the Gaotan duel
There is no way that Master Qian doesn’t know about this!
A roar came from the high platform. It was Master Qian.
He was standing high above me, looking somewhat crazy, and his speech was somewhat incoherent.
"I don't accept it. Why do you all stand so high and mighty? Why do you all stand on the side of justice?"
"I learn Taoism just to live, live freely, and live like a superior person!"
"Fuck the bullshit etiquette and morality, fuck the Maoshan rules, I'm tired of being poor, I'm going to use Maoshan Taoism to change my fate!"
"I don't want to be a good person, I just want to make money and become a superior person!"
Why should I be the same as these ordinary people even though I work hard
Why is it that despite my hard work, these people are still richer than me!
Kill them!
Master Qian's eyes turned bloodshot and his voice became hoarse, "Two brothers, we are all from Maoshan, and we are all learning real skills. We were once brothers, so please don't meddle in other people's business. I just want to make money today."
Uncle Jiu and Master Xu stood still, staring quietly at Master Qian, who seemed familiar yet strange.
"Come down!" Uncle Jiu stared at Master Qian quietly, looking at the bloody aura on his forehead, and still persuaded him persistently.
The killing calamity is approaching, and this junior fellow's mind has reached a dead end and has gone astray.
Russell poked his head out quietly, "I remember that monk often said, 'Put down the butcher knife and you will become a Buddha right away.' Otherwise, let the uncle go?"
He was giving bad advice, but before he could finish, Uncle Jiu slapped Russell on the head, followed by a scolding from his master.
"nonsense!"
Uncle Jiu looked a little angry, "I usually teach you to study hard, but you just won't listen."
There is a proverb that says "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly". The "butcher knife" is not a knife in the real sense!
It is the "delusion", "discrimination" and "attachment" in people's hearts.
"It would be fine if ordinary people find it hard to understand, but you, an orthodox Taoist and Maoshan Sect's heir, don't even know this. This is going to make you a laughing stock."
Uncle Jiu had just finished talking about Russell when he saw Master Qian stand up with a firm look on his face, as if he had made a decision, and he couldn't help sighing.
"well!"
If we have different ideals, we cannot work together.
He didn't say any more words, took out the peach wood sword from his back, pushed hard with his toes, and flew towards the tall platform.
"Blood Curse*Evil Ghost Moving Technique!"
Master Qian knew that his cultivation was far inferior to that of Uncle Jiu, and even with the help of the altar, it would be difficult to resist.
So he bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and used the evil Taoist magic he had learned.
The art of moving evil spirits.
There are thousands of Maoshan Taoist methods, a large part of which were seized from other sects, most of which are evil.
This moving technique is one of them. It can command evil spirits to obey you. The greater the price given, the stronger the evil spirit will become.
As a mouthful of blood spurted out of his heart, three balls of ghost fire suddenly floated out from the altar in front of Master Qian. They transformed into three evil ghosts in mid-air, whistling fiercely from their mouths and flew straight towards Uncle Jiu.
Russell's eyes widened and he couldn't help muttering to himself.
"Are all ghosts so fierce nowadays?"
Others may not recognize this method, but Uncle Jiu does. So what if he is strengthened by his heart blood
Facing three hideous ghosts, Uncle Jiu swung the peach wood sword in his hand and pierced the ghost in the middle directly.
Then came another slap, which scared the evil ghost on the right to death.
The evil ghost on the left was so scared that it turned around and ran away. Master Xu took off his clothes, revealing the red bellyband on his chest, and bounced the evil ghost back.
Uncle Jiu somersaulted in the air like an eagle swooping down to its prey, with golden light in his hands. He directly pinched the evil ghost in his palm, making it unable to move.
He landed slowly on the ground, his robes fluttering in the wind, looking righteous and elegant.
Russell was stunned. He poked Master Xu with his hand and said, "You are a grown man, but you are still wearing a woman's bellyband. Aren't you ashamed?"
Master Xu rolled his eyes. This is a top-notch magic weapon, so what if it’s a bellyband
Which law stipulates that men cannot wear bellybands
He said in a bad tone, "Hey, I wonder who is such a grown man and has a longevity lock around his neck."
"I am nine."
"You're nine years old??"
Master Xu's expression was particularly interesting, and his lips couldn't stop twitching.
She must have grown up drinking fake milk!