"There are four types of people I despise the most in my life: people from the Shangqing sect, people from the Shangqing sect, people from the Shangqing sect, and people from the Shangqing sect." Li Xianyu stood with his hands behind his hands and sneered: "Now I've added One kind of person: a person from the Shangqing Sect!”
Dan Chenzi's face darkened and he said depressedly: "It's too much."
At this time, the mountain was closed. It was obvious that the target was Li Xianyu, who was climbing the mountain in search of milk. The attitude of the Shangqing faction is very clear, they just don't want to return the unparalleled fighting spirit.
Get out of here, we, the Shangqing sect, don't welcome you.
"The head master is really in trouble this time." Dan Chenzi sighed and covered his face silently: "It's still a bit embarrassing."
Even the Shangqing sect, which is known for its indifference and non-controversy in the Taoist sect, cannot resist the temptation of the unparalleled fighting spirit. The unparalleled fighting spirit represents the backbone of the eternal foundation, and is the pinnacle master of the extreme realm that can be passed down from generation to generation.
The Shangqing Sect has been weak and dilapidated in history. Although it has survived, the difficult days are still recorded in the history of the sect. If the Shangqing Sect had an unparalleled fighting spirit, how could it be weak
Lianghua Temple was only a second-rate Buddhist temple before Fotou attained the Ultimate Path. However, after Fotou attained the Ultimate Path, he quickly became the leader of the Buddhist sect and gained unlimited fame.
No matter how indifferent a monk is, he still has to fight for a stick of incense.
If the Wushuang Fighting Spirit never belongs to the Shangqing Sect from the beginning to the end, then it doesn't matter, but there are some things that the most fearful thing is to get and lose them. The mentality is completely different.
But is it useful to close the mountains
It's useless. The unparalleled fighting spirit is not a real weapon. She is a soft girl with a mind and a soul. Li Xianyu is not dead, and even the person who keeps her can't keep her heart.
That's why Dan Chenzi said that the real person in charge of the teaching has become a physiognomist.
"I remember that your Shangqing faction only has three top S-class ones. Even if there are Deep Water Bastards hiding, there are only one or two more." Li Xianyu clicked his tongue: "It's a bit tricky."
Including Dan Chenzi and the leader Qing Xuzi, there are three top S-levels in the Shangqing Sect. The number of ordinary S-levels is unknown, and Li Xianyu has not paid attention to them. But for a Taoist sect like this that has been passed down for thousands of years, there must be quite a few S-level ones. The top bloodline family is nothing more than this.
Although they were both top S-class, Qing Xuzi and the other one were not looked down upon by Li Xianyu. Dan Chenzi is a troublesome one. He has two yin gods and a sword of mind. He is troublesome for patients with mental disorders.
From the winding steps above, two young Taoist priests ran down. They looked at the three people below from a distance. They lingered on Li Xianyu with some vigilance and hostility. They did not get closer. They stopped not far away and shouted. : "Senior Brother Dan Chenzi, the Master is calling you to go back. The sect is about to close the mountain."
After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze back to Li Xianyu and said calmly: "Friend Daoist Li, the Shangqing Sect has closed the mountain and does not accept visitors. Please come back."
Li Xianyu said with a half-smiling expression: "What if I insist on going up the mountain?"
The two Taoist priests didn't say anything. One of them looked at Dan Chenzi and raised his voice: "Brother Dan Chenzi, the headmaster also specifically told you to see off guests. If the guests don't want to leave, they will be sent away by force. .”
"Tsk, I'm selling you by force." Li Xianyu looked at Dan Chenzi.
"I understand." Dan Chenzi nodded and turned to look at Li Xianyu: "Fellow Daoist Li, please come back."
"What are you looking at!" Li Xianyu looked at him.
"What are you looking at?" Dan Chenzi shouted loudly, wrapping his palms with majestic energy, he slapped Li Xianyu's chest without any warning.
"Despicable and shameless!" Li Xianyu was furious. He puffed up his chest and raised his protective gas mask.
Dan Chenzi slapped his palms on the protective air shield. Instead of breaking the air shield, he was knocked away.
"What a powerful thief Li Xianyu, I am no match for him." Dan Chenzi exclaimed.
Fly, fly, just fly away.
There was left an old Taoist priest who continued to sweep the floor with his head down, and two young Taoist priests who looked at each other, both of them dumbfounded.
Li Xianyu glared at Li Xianyu fiercely and followed the direction in which Dan Chenzi was sent flying back to the sect.
Li Xianyu walked up the steps, his back gradually getting farther and farther away. When he was about to be hidden by the woods, the old Taoist priest raised his head, looked at it from a distance, and sighed: "Idiot."
About a quarter of an hour later, I saw a high wall painted red. Inside the wall was the Shangqing sect. Outside the wall was a group of people. The leader was Qing Xuzi, the Shangqing sect who had met several times at the Taoism Conference. , on his left was an old Taoist who also had gray hair on his temples, and on his right was Dan Chenzi who had just been knocked away.
Behind the three people stood a dozen masters of the Shangqing Sect, all of whom were S-level.
Everyone's eyes were on Li Xianyu. Only Dan Chenzi's pupils were blurred, and he was looking into the distance in a daze.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" Qing Xuzi took two steps forward, bowed first, and then asked, "Who are you?"
"Heir of the Li family, Li Xianyu."
The old Taoist with gray temples snorted coldly: "I only know that the heir of the Li family is my disciple Dan Yunzi."
"Show some shame."
"Please come back."
"Heh, is the offspring of an illegitimate daughter worthy of being called the heir of the Li family?"
Probably because of his grandma's pillow style, Li Xianyu had no favorable impressions of the incense left by the third generation descendant, although from the bottom of his heart he envied his ancestor who slept with beauties from all over the world.
Everyone in the Shangqing faction looked at each other angrily.
Qingxuzi said lightly: "Li Xianyu, the successor of the Li family of the previous generation, has long since died in the Palace of the Gods. Your Excellency pretends to be a descendant of the Li family and is deliberately plotting. What is your plan? The Wushuang War Spirit has joined the Shangqing Sect, and the Shangqing Sect will attack She's in charge."
This was to exclude me and monopolize my grandma.
Li Xianyu glanced over everyone's shoulders and looked behind the crowd, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Where is my breast? Let her come out to see me."
Dan Chenzi came back from his wandering mind and kindly reminded: "The unparalleled fighting spirit is in seclusion."
Li Xianyu nodded slightly, his anger dropped from his dantian, and he sent a message from thousands of miles away: "Grandma, I'm here."
There is a point in sealing the mountain. You can prevent outsiders from going up the mountain, but you can't stop others from wailing. Li Xianyu felt that as long as he moaned, his grandma would run out and throw a baby swallow into the forest in front of everyone.
What he has to consider is how to receive his grandma and grandma, so that the onlookers will not look like the relationship between grandma and grandson is too confusing...
"Drive him away." Qing Xuzi snorted coldly.
When the old Taoist priest with gray hair on his temples heard this, he summoned a dagger from his sleeve and shot it at Li Xianyu like lightning.
The latter avoided it lightly and kept the distance. He was unwilling to engage in a major war with the Shangqing faction. Unless he became a half-step Ji Dao, there was little hope for him to challenge a sect alone.
The flying sword did not pursue, but hovered ten feet away.
There are two types of Taoist flying sword skills: using Qi to control the sword, and using God to control the sword. The closer the former is, the stronger the power, and the further away, the wifi will be intermittent. The Yishen Yujian, also known as the Yinshen Holding Sword, has its own 4G data flow, which can fly very far away without being limited by the distance. The disadvantage is that if someone has a special way to deal with the Yin God, it is like a meat bun beating a dog, and there will be no return.
The opponent used Qi to control the sword, so of course he didn't dare to use God to control the sword. If he dared, Li Xianyu would kill the other person's Yin Shen on the spot and turn him into a living dead.
The two sides reached a stalemate.
After a while, a little Taoist boy ran out of the Taoist temple. He bowed and saluted the Taoist priests first, then looked at Li Xianyu and said loudly: "The Wushuang Fighting Spirit asked me to bring you a message."
He didn't see Grandma Grandma, but a Taoist boy came to deliver the message. This was different from what he expected. Li Xianyu frowned and said, "Say."
"You first prove that you are Li Xianyu."
"What?!"
Not only Li Xianyu, but everyone was stunned.
Xiao Daotong thought he didn't hear clearly: "You first prove that you are Li Xianyu."
My grandma saw my death with her own eyes, so she was right to be worried. She was afraid that I was an impostor with evil intentions... No, it has been so many days since I was resurrected. Baoze must have received the news. With Baoze's level, he would definitely be able to analyze it. Li Qianyu is me, and I am Li Qianyu.
Grandma should not be suspicious of my identity.
"Sword of Qi?" Li Xianyu raised his arm, and white sword light burst out of his arm.
The little Taoist boy waited for a while and shook his head: "If she is sure, she will come out by herself."
Everyone in the Shangqing faction exchanged glances and whispered:
"What does the unparalleled fighting spirit mean? What does it mean to prove that he is Li Xianyu? Can this be proved by oneself?"
"The meaning is very simple. I don't want to go back, so I find an excuse to make things difficult for him."
"I must be doubtful and don't believe this is the real Li Xianyu."
"I want to prove whether I am true or false. It will be clear when I find her." Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows and strode towards the crowd.
Believe it or not, it must be the Shangqing faction that is causing trouble.
Why don't you let me prove that my mother is my mother
"Donor, the Shangqing Sect has closed the mountain. No matter who you are, please come back." Qing Xuzi blocked the way.
"Hey, shameless old thief, take a bite of the pickled cabbage sword." Li Xianyu suddenly roared, startling Qing Xuzi.
The roar was just to cover up the sword energy coming out of his mouth.
The disciples of the Shangqing Sect heard a sharp whistling sound, which was the sound of something rubbing the air at high speed, and then saw the headmaster waving his sleeves in a circle, as if blocking something.
"Bang!"
The sleeves exploded into pieces with a muffled sound like thunder.
Qingxuzi's right arm drooped, and his right hand kept spasming.
The Shangqing Sect has many means, and it is impossible not to have a sound-isolating array. Grandma Grandma may not have heard the shout just now. Looking at the attitude of everyone in the Shangqing, it is obvious that they are unwilling to return the unparalleled fighting spirit. Li Xianyu knows that this conflict is inevitable, so he did not People will be willing to give up the unparalleled fighting spirit, even though they know that the heart of the unparalleled fighting spirit is still attached to themselves who have been resurrected from the dead.
You know, you know, who can be so free and easy
It's like your bank card has tens of millions extra for no reason. You know that there is an error in the banking system and the money must be recovered. But when the money is really recovered, you will still struggle to your death: I made it through shit luck. Why should I return the money to you
With my big fist!
Li Xianyu said in his heart.
The Sword of Qi shot out of his arm, like turning on a xenon lamp under the blazing sun. It was still dazzling. Those with lower cultivation levels simply closed their eyes, unable to look directly at the sharp edge of the Sword of Qi, fearing that they would be caught. The sword energy stung his eyes.
Li Xianyu threw himself into Qing Xuzi's arms with his iron mountain support, and stabbed the opponent with his Qi sword from under his creaking nest.
Qing Xuzi was on guard for a long time. He put his hands together, and a simple octagonal bronze mirror appeared between the two palms. The bronze mirror was stimulated by the qi machine, and a circular air shield with a diameter of half a meter appeared, blocking the qi sword.
Li Xianyu, who was familiar with the Shangqing Sect's information, immediately recognized it. This was one of the three major Shangqing magic weapons. The heart-protecting octagonal mirror was the body-protecting magic weapon of the masters of the past dynasties.
Click!
The next second, the air shield condensed by the bronze mirror shattered.
Qing Xuzi took the opportunity to avoid the slant thrust of the Qi Sword, and slapped Li Xianyu's chest with his palm, and the two of them exchanged palms.
It was like a high-explosive grenade exploded, causing everyone to stumble back and sway this way and that.
Li Xianyu didn't move where he was, while Qing Xuzi slid back a few meters.
"Form up!" Qing Xuzi shouted.
He knew very well how powerful Li Xianyu was, and even Dan Chenzi might not be able to defeat him in a single fight. Among the descendants of the Li family in the past generations, Li Xianyu of this generation is the most demonic one.
As a great sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, the Shangqing Sect has a profound foundation. There are six sword formations alone. Among them, the Liangyi Sword Formation is the most suitable for bullying the minority with more people. Even if you are half-step to the extreme, combined with the power of the masters of the Qing Sect, You can also give it a try.
If it is a half-step Jida peak main formation, and more than thirty S-level masters cooperate to perform the Liangyi Sword Formation, the Jida masters can also tangle with it. However, no Taoist faction can come up with such a configuration.
Back then, when the Taoist and Buddhist religions and the heroes from all over the world besieged the demonic realm, it was not a chaotic charge. They were all formed into formations, so that the numerical advantage could be maximized.
The old man with gray hair on the temples controlled the flying sword, circled in mid-air, and stabbed Li Xianyu in the back of the head. Lest he hinder the disciples from forming formations.
Dan Chenzi sighed lightly, pointed his sword finger between his eyebrows, and swung it hard.
The sword of intention shot out from between the eyebrows.
When he was on the mountainside, he could release water, but here, it was difficult for him to act. As a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, he has the obligation and responsibility to take action, which has nothing to do with his personal position.
Two top S-class attacks were launched at the same time. Li Xianyu had to deal with them with all his strength and had no time to distract from anything else.
The flying sword was pinched directly by the left hand and was broken. Although the slime was asleep, its indestructible property was still there. Li Xianyu's weapon is not only the Qi Sword, but also a magic weapon in his left hand.
Six invisible tentacles poked out from the Niwan Palace and grabbed the equally invisible and immaterial Sword of Intention. To this day, he could actively activate the mental tentacle usage method taught to him by the tentacle monster without relying on Little Mother Huayang.
In terms of power, it is naturally not as good as when Hua Yang was there.
The six tentacles tightly grasped the sword of intention and continued to collapse. In the end, the two sides canceled out and became invisible.
Li Xianyu knew that this was due to Dan Chenzi's reluctance. Dan Chenzi and he were masters at the same level, and they used each other's strength to attack the other's weakness. It was impossible for him to compete with him in terms of mental strength.
Just as I felt grateful in my heart, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head, and I felt like someone was stamping on my head.
When I looked up, I saw that it was not an illusion. There was Yinshen Danchenzi floating above my head. The guy was stomping towards his head with his hands on his hips.
When their eyes met, Yin Shen Dan Chenzi waved his hand: "Hi, little plum, long time no see."
Bang bang bang... While talking, I didn't forget to stomp on his head a few times.
The Yin Shen's attack was not aimed at the physical body, but directly at the soul. Li Xianyu stomped his head so hard that it was almost split.
"Get out of here, I've been putting up with you for a long time, and I wanted to beat you up during the Dao Discussion Conference." Li Xian raised his fish energy sword back, "Dan Chenzi, I'll help you cure your mental disorder today."
Yin Shen Dan Chenzi seemed to be afraid of the sword of energy. His body swayed under the sword energy, and he immediately fled back to Dan Chenzi: "Body, this melon boy is tricky. It is more difficult to deal with than the Dao Discussion Conference. Wait for me Cultivate yourself into Yang Shen and then deal with him."
Retracted into Dan Chen Zi’s sea of consciousness and never came out again.
Li Xianyu's head hurt so much that his vision blurred for a while. Those few kicks just now would have been stamped away by an ordinary person.
(End of chapter)