When the main god space was in turmoil, Li Xiaoyao, who was far away in Yuhang Town, was also in confusion.
Ever since he dreamed of the golden rain that day, Li Xiaoyao has been dreaming every night. The time in his dreams is much faster than in reality, but he still follows the timeline.
Within a few days, Li Xiaoyao completed the path he should have taken later.
"It's strange. Logically, the Miao people should have arrived..." Li Xiaoyao squatted at the door of the Xianjian Inn, looking outside, very confused.
"Li Xiaoyao! Where are you slacking off again! Come and help!" Aunt Li roared.
Li Xiaoyao gently swung the iron sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword scratched on the ground.
Aunt Li came to the door, looked at Li Xiaoyao squatting there, and slowed down her pace. This child has been going crazy recently, which makes her very worried.
"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao."
"Ah? What's wrong?"
"Are you okay? If you feel uncomfortable, go back and sleep for a while." Aunt Li said very gently.
"It's okay, I was just distracted." Li Xiaoyao said with a smile.
Ever since he got his later memories, Li Xiaoyao's rebellious period passed in an instant. Aunt Li, the Iron Palm Flying Phoenix, had taken care of him for so many years, but she had turned from a chivalrous woman into a grumpy aunt. If he didn't treat her nicely, Li Xiaoyao would feel like he was not a human being.
"I'm glad you're okay. Take your time." Aunt Li wiped her hands on her apron, was a little hesitant, but still returned to the kitchen.
She also had to make money to build up a fortune for Li Xiaoyao so that she could have enough money for the bride price when he got married.
Li Xiaoyao stood up, swung his iron sword, wiped out the two pictures of beauties on the ground, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
At night, Li Xiaoyao was lying in bed, feeling restless.
"No! We can't wait any longer!"
Li Xiaoyao turned over from the bed. Aunt Li should have been asleep at this time. He carefully pushed open the window and jumped out.
Aunt Li, who was sleeping, moved her ears slightly. She woke up after hearing the sound of someone falling to the ground. She went to the window, looked at Li Xiaoyao's back and sighed.
"What happened to this child..."
After running through several streets, Li Xiaoyao pointed his hand forward, and the iron sword flew out and floated in the sky.
Then Li Xiaoyao jumped up and performed the Shushan sword technique.
The whole person turned into a stream of light and headed towards the Fairy Island.
This is why Li Xiaoyao had no doubt about the dream. If he learned a lot of martial arts and swordsmanship in a dream, how could the dream be false
Although Li Xiaoyao is still a little inferior to himself as the leader of Shushan in the dream, in terms of strength, there are definitely not many people who can beat him now. Of course, the people for comparison are limited to those who appeared in the dream.
The flying speed was much faster than the ferry of Xiaohu in the dream. Before long, Li Xiaoyao arrived at the location of Xianling Island.
Looking at the Fairy Island right in front of him, Li Xiaoyao became even more worried.
Xianling Island itself has a very powerful maze, which is enough to block most external enemies. When the formation is not broken, let alone ordinary Miao people, even the current Li Xiaoyao would not be able to find it easily.
Adjusting his posture, Li Xiaoyao plunged into the Fairy Island, and immediately a bloody smell lingered at his nose.
In the center of Xianling Island, the Miao people and the grandma actually stood together, confronting a group of bald men opposite them.
"You Buddhist scums! How dare you commit such a murder! Aren't you afraid of going to hell?" Grandma said gritting her teeth as she looked at the group of bald heads.
"Amitabha."
"Female donor, donor Zhao Linger has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. We are here to pick her up, and we will naturally leave after we pick her up."
"Impossible!" Grandma roared, "Stop dreaming!"
"Please give this some consideration, female donor." The Buddhist monk murmured.
Grandma clenched the scepter in her hand. She was very scared. This group of monks who appeared out of nowhere were too powerful. She had only been able to delay the attack for so long with the help of the maze and the power of the Miao people who also had ulterior motives. But what should she do next
"Destined? I think your head and my sword are destined!"
A voice came from behind the monk. Grandma looked up and saw a brilliant sword light cutting through the air.
The person who came was Li Xiaoyao who had rushed over. He was very angry now.
You actually want to make my wife a nun?! Are you tired of living like this
Ding! Dang!
The monk's body was shining with golden light, and he managed to withstand Li Xiaoyao's sword.
After taking back the iron sword, Li Xiaoyao landed next to his grandmother.
"Grandma, don't worry, I'm here." Li Xiaoyao pointed the iron sword in his hand at the ground and said coldly.
“Oh... OK..." Grandma was stunned. Isn't this the person who escaped from Baiyue with her and Ling'er ten years ago? He just looks younger.
The monk looked at Li Xiaoyao and the sword in his hand and clasped his hands together.
"Donor Li, we are just about to look for you."
"Looking for me? What do you want?"
Li Xiaoyao made a sword flower and said, his eyes slightly narrowed. He had never seen these monks in his dreams.
"Donor, you have a destiny with Buddha." As soon as the monk finished speaking, he took a step forward, raised his right palm and slapped Li Xiaoyao.
The Great Seal of Buddhism!
"You big head ghost!"
Li Xiaoyao raised the sword in his hand and used the Shushan giant sword technique!
The sword energy in the iron sword in his hand suddenly increased dozens of times, and it slashed directly towards the big handprint from bottom to top.
The two collided and disappeared in mid-air.
Then the iron sword in Li Xiaoyao's hand broke into pieces. This sword was just the cheapest one in the blacksmith shop in Yuhang Town, and it could not withstand Li Xiaoyao's use.
"Young man, take the sword!" The maid behind the grandma threw the rapier in her hand to Li Xiaoyao.
Li Xiaoyao jumped up, grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, and started the Shushan Ten Thousand Swords Showdown!
Hundreds of sword energies emerged from behind Li Xiaoyao and rushed towards the monk with sharp power.
"Amitabha~"
The monk chanted scriptures, and his huge golden body blocked the sword energy.
The sword energy hit it, and the golden body was on the verge of crumbling.
The monk frowned. Things were totally different from what he had expected. Li Xiaoyao's strength far exceeded expectations. Logically, at this point, he should still be just an ordinary waiter. How could he be so proficient in Shushan Sword Technique
Li Xiaoyao was also surprised. He had learned the sword skills from his dream a few days ago and his strength had greatly increased. He thought that apart from Baiyue, Dugu Yuyun and Drunken Swordsman, he would not encounter any strong person who could stop him.
Unexpectedly, I met one now.
"Since the donor is unwilling to leave with us, I can only withdraw first and see you later."
The monk waved his hand, and the Buddha Kingdom in his palm enveloped all the monks, then slowly retreated.
Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand?!
Li Xiaoyao was shocked. This magical power should have been lost a hundred years ago. How could it suddenly appear in the world? Could it be that there was an error in the records of Shushan? !
However, it is still good news that the opponent is retreating now. After withstanding the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, the opponent has no reaction. Li Xiaoyao is not very confident to continue fighting.
When the monk disappeared from sight, grandma spat out a mouthful of blood!
Fall directly to the ground.
"Grandma!" Zhao Linger, who was protected by everyone, pushed the crowd away and ran over.