'This person looks very familiar.'
"This toad monster looks familiar."
The man and the toad looked at each other for a moment, and as if they saw something, their hearts skipped a beat, and they subconsciously took two steps back together.
"Purple Star Taoist?"
"Qin Shouling?"
Almost at the same time, they called out the other party's name, and it was immediately confirmed. The Toad Taoist carried him on his back with his webbed feet clenched.
His mother's...
It’s really this guy!
The Holy Fire Master was the middle-aged Taoist who had rescued him when he was besieged by several major sects and suffered several injuries. In gratitude, he passed on some magic to him. In a sense, he could be considered half a disciple. However, this person later took the opportunity to steal the cave in Qishan, took away many magic weapons and Taoist arts and left. I am afraid that he had ulterior motives in rescuing him before.
'A Taoist who spent a long time practicing Qigong is now even better than me...'
On the opposite side, Qin Shouling, who was wearing a red robe with fire patterns and a white mane, was also horrified. How could he meet this big monster at this time
He recalled that he was just a down-and-out woodcutter. If it weren't for the chance that he found an abandoned immortal cave in the mountains and received a little legacy, he would not have been able to enter the door of Taoism. It was not until then that he met the injured Taoist Zixing in the mountains and performed magic to save the man.
Now seeing the giant toad monster that was once as tall as a mountain and people looked up to it... Well, he lowered his eyes and met the gaze of the Toad Taoist who was not even as tall as the bookshelf.
The same thought flashed through the minds of the man and the toad at the same time.
"No, I can't show my weakness in front of the other party."
Qin Shouling, the Holy Fire Master, had a solemn expression on his face, but it suddenly melted away, revealing a faint smile. He didn't care at all about the thunder that came down from the Purple Mountain Temple behind him. He raised his hands and smiled:
"So it's Taoist Zixing. It's been many years since we last met that day."
“Wow~~”
The Toad Taoist grinned twice, stuck out his white belly, took two steps with his webbed feet, looked up at the flashing lightning on Ziling Mountain in the distance, and twitched his mouth.
"I traveled around the South China Sea, lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests to cultivate my character, and took in a disciple. Occasionally, I rode on a cloud to visit the Bodhisattva of the South China Sea."
Although he spoke in a calm tone, Toad Taoist was actually a little panicked. With his current level of cultivation, if he was seen through, the other party could kill him with just a finger.
At this time, Qin Shouling on the opposite side was stunned. Bodhisattva of the South China Sea? A monster like him could go and pay homage to him
Looking at the Toad Taoist, who was short in stature, wearing a short coat and had a leisurely posture, he felt a little unsure.
"Taoist Zixing has made great progress in his cultivation. I wonder if he has reached the level of a demon king?"
boom-
As he spoke, another bolt of thunder fell from the sky. Toad Taoist's heart twitched. Damn it, he really asked about it.
The toad narrowed its eyes, showing the composure of the great demon it had been in the past. It raised its toad face and looked at the other party.
"Then what do you think of my cultivation?"
The question asked back made Qin Shouling's expression darken. Looking at the other party looking up at the night sky, he became even more unsure. After all, the cultivation level detected from the toad was dispensable and was almost the same as that of a person who had just entered the Tao. If it were someone else, it would make sense for them to regard this toad as an ordinary monster that had just gained spiritual consciousness.
But he knew the other party's past. He was a huge monster that had eaten countless people. How could he have such little magical power
Could it be that... this toad has returned to its original state
Holy Fire Mingzun was panicked, but still had a calm smile on his face, "I see, I wonder what the Demon King is doing here?"
"Traveling with people who practice Taoism, what about you?"
"Oh, my residence is right under that thunderbolt, but I wonder if those people are the cultivators that the demon king travels with?"
"Well, but they are a group of people who don't know what's good for them. You can beat them up or kill them if you want. I will find a few more and we can travel the land of Kyushu as usual."
"Haha, what are you talking about, Demon King? It's just a mansion. If they want to destroy it, let them do it. I will look for a blessed place and build another one, haha."
"hehe… "
…
One of them didn't dare to reveal his injury, and the other didn't know his own strength and didn't dare to act rashly. Neither the man nor the toad took any action, but just chuckled and said a few words.
The thunder in the night sky gradually became smaller. Saint Fire Mingzun glanced at the Zishan Temple behind him and felt a pang of heartache. All his belongings were in the mountain, including what he had stolen from the Toad Cave. If they were all looted by the thunder or those people, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
"It's almost time to reminisce about the past today. Please wait here for a while, Demon King. I will go back and take a look. If the damage to those people is not too serious, I can repair them and send them down along the way."
The Toad Taoist yawned, waved his flippers, walked to the bookshelf compartment, took the pipe, lit it, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke.
"Then go ahead, don't worry about me."
"Goodbye!"
Holy Fire Master looked at the toad with a calm look, bowed, turned around and jumped, flew off the ground and turned into a beam of fire, rushing towards Zishan Temple, keeping some distance between them, and suddenly exhaled.
"This toad is still the same as before. He doesn't care about the life or death of his companions. He can mingle with the Taoists in the world. I'm afraid his cultivation is even deeper. Fortunately, I didn't fight with him. Otherwise, he would be held back and the mansion would be in danger."
While flying in the air, a pair of powerful eyes looked at the mansion close to the mountain wall in front and vaguely saw several human figures.
'As for you, as long as I act fast enough, the toad won't be able to react in time, and it won't turn against me because of a few dead people afterwards...'
at the same time.
In the opposite direction, on the bookshelf below, as soon as Shenghuo Mingzun flew away and threw his pipe aside, Toad Taoist poked his head out to take a look, then suddenly sat back limply, his bulging belly expanding and contracting rapidly, and he gasped for breath.
"Damn it, luckily I was a very good actor during my time in Lujia Village, otherwise this rat would have figured out my true colors. If I were caught, he would have used me to threaten a good person..."
Thinking of his disciple's name, Toad Taoist slapped his forehead.
"This guy has to go back, it's bad... Liangsheng!!"
Immediately, he took the purple gold gourd, put it on his back, spread his flippers and ran up the mountain. With his long tongue dragging at the corner of his mouth in anxiety, he climbed up the stone steps with a clattering sound, releasing his demonic power and sending out messages.
"Tree demon, come back and help!"
The evil spirit spread through the air into the distance. The woman in black skirt, who had originally turned around to go back after seeing Holy Fire Master, moved a few steps and landed on another mountain. Her roots stretched into the soil and rocks, and her thin eyebrows were slightly frowned.
His memory seemed to be revived a little. When he was about to think carefully about this disgusting person, he felt the message from the Toad Taoist. He was worried that the old monster would be in danger. He kicked the mountain wall with his feet, and the mountain wall shook slightly. He spun around and turned into black smoke that swept over.
The thunderstorm over there gradually subsided. Inside the Zishan Temple, Lu Liangsheng stood up from the ground. The moon hanging in his hand trembled and hummed softly. The white rock tiles under his feet were lifted up in a circle, revealing the earth and rock underneath.
All around were corpses of Fire Prayer Cult members, buried among the wreckage. Only two Jindan guardians who were injured by sword energy were left, fighting a dying battle with Zuo Zhengyang and Yan Chixia.
Zuo Zhengyang entered the Tao through martial arts. Compared with the day of Pu Du Ci Hang, he has already become extraordinary. Just based on martial arts skills, he and Yan Chixia are probably the best in the world.
Boom boom boom—
The sword light was occasionally mixed with sword energy that seeped through the night sky, causing the guardian of the Qihuo Sect who was holding the two-finger iron hook magic weapon to be chopped back by the huge force mixed with a little magic power. The lapels of his clothes were torn apart in mid-air with a hissing sound, and his flesh and blood were touched by the sword energy, revealing his white ribs.
At some point.
A flash of fire flashed in the sky and hit Zuo Zhengyang's back as he had not yet retracted his sword.
"Qianwei!"
Lu Liangsheng swung his hand, and the Yuelong Sword turned into a stream of light and shot out from his hand.