Seeing Wang Jingxuan coughing up blood, Fei Jingting didn't even think about it. He reached over and pressed his master's Dantian, passing through a trace of true energy. The true energy entered the body and traveled along the meridians, unblocking the blocked internal organs.
On any other day, Wang Jingxuan's own true energy would have resisted long ago, but at this moment, only a breath of innate energy was left to hang on to his life.
After a long time, Wang Jingxuan relaxed a little, and his face turned unnaturally red. Fei Jingting's heart sank, fearing that this was a sign of a comeback.
Just listen to Wang Jingxuan say: "The old Taoist has been practicing for more than sixty years. He follows the path of the sword immortal. His skills are unique. Even if you want to dismember the corpse, it is difficult. After I die, Jingting does not need to worship. You and I are both practitioners."
People, know that death is like a lamp going out.”
Fei Jingting nodded with tears in his eyes.
"Although the art of Jingming Sword Immortal has a long history, the old Taoist wanted to find a good disciple thirty years ago to pass on the art of Sword Immortal. Fortunately, he met Jing Ting. After my death, Jing Ting does not have to be persistent.
The Yuan Qi in Fangtian and Earth has been cut off, and even the Yuan Qi in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land has become thinner. I'm afraid it will also be cut off within a hundred years.
Times have changed, and a life of practicing Taoism is no better than a shot of a musket, so it’s better not to hurt the younger generations."
Fei Jingting nodded again.
Wang Jingxuan let out a long breath: "This is very good. I have no regrets."
"Master, don't worry, my disciple will kill all those who seek to harm you!"
"good."
Fei Jingting wiped his tears, waved his hand, and released everyone in the small world.
Seeing everyone in a daze, Fei Jingting said, "This is my mentor."
There was no need for a heavy hammer to play the drum. Ni Qiufeng and Guan Xiyi immediately pulled several children to kneel down and kowtow to Wang Jingxuan.
Fei Jingting introduced them one by one, which made Wang Jingxuan very pleased. Especially when Yin Jinhua and Gundam were introduced, Wang Jingxuan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
The flushed color on Wang Jingxuan's face gradually faded, and he finally gave instructions: "Jing Ting, those five manifestations of spirit are not something to worry about. Your cultivation is not inferior to that of a teacher. The only thing you worry about is the human heart. Remember this!"
"Okay, that's it, I feel relieved, Master."
After saying this, the old Taoist Priest Wang Jingxuan closed his eyes, took one last breath, and then a breath of innate Qi suddenly burst out. His energy was strong, and his soul left his body. Before Fei Jingting could enter the small world, he dispersed in the air.
"Master!"
How can human beings be ruthless even though they are not grass and trees? Wang Jingxuan had profound virtues, so naturally he had nothing to say to Fei Jingting. However, after spending more than two months together day and night, he passed on all his skills to Fei Jingting without any reservation.
It is no exaggeration to say that if it had not been for Wang Jingxuan, Fei Jingting would still be wandering around in ignorance and would never have truly entered the path of spiritual practice.
When his mentor passed away, Fei Jingting was naturally very sad. After the grief, there was boundless anger. It would be fine if the master was harmed by the five-faced god. As a result, the five-faced god could not do anything to his teacher, but was plotted by a mortal. This
How can I endure being called Fei Jingting?
Wang Jingxuan had meditated on Dharma and Wisdom during his lifetime. After his death, he continued to live in spirit. He did not practice any rituals and kept everything simple. Everyone in the audience followed the instructions of the old cultivator and placed him in the coffin that had been prepared and buried him in the back mountain.
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Fei Jingting had a dull face throughout the whole process, as if he was a volcano that was about to erupt in the next moment.
Zhang Leyao was worried and came over to comfort him: "Jing Ting..."
"I'm fine." He personally stepped forward to cover his mentor, but when he turned around, Fu Yunzhao disappeared.
Zhang Leyao then came over and said, "Yun Zhao went down the mountain to check on the Five Appearance Gods and Zhang Dianchen."
Fei Jingting nodded and said: "You stay on the mountain to take care of the funeral, and I will follow you to take a look."
Guan Xiyi knew that her abilities were low, and she thought that Fei Jingting had lost his sense of proportion, and Fu Yunzhao was unreasonable. If these two people got together, they would cause big trouble. She immediately said: "Qiu Feng and I can stay here."
, Le Yao should follow you."
Ni Qiufeng immediately agreed: "That's right, let Le Yao follow."
"That's fine."
Fei Jingting did not hesitate to use his true energy, grabbed Zhang Leyao, and used the technique of Xu Xing to stop the pursuit. In a flash, he was already out of Ziyang Temple. It was a long way from Lotus Peak to Lin'an. On normal days, Fei Jingting would definitely have released the means of transport.
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But at this moment, Fei Jingting was simmering with anger, so how could he care about that? He just dragged Zhang Leyao, and in less than half an hour, he arrived outside Lin'an City before sunset.
Fu Yunzhao left a spell on Fei Jingting and immediately looked for it.
"Brother Jingting, I found the temple of the five gods."
Fei Jingting nodded, followed, and soon found the small ruined temple in a deserted forest outside the city.
The small temple was only three feet square, and there were five statues of gods enshrined in it. Fei Jingting was furious when he saw it. He raised his hand and a stream of light struck the ruined temple into pieces.
"Obscene sacrifice and evil sacrifice!"
Fu Yun Zhaohun didn't care that Fei Jingting demolished the temple, but Zhang Leyao frowned. The five manifestation gods were obviously evil gods. They had just fought with Fei Jingting's master the previous time, and now that the temple was demolished, I'm afraid it would not be the same.
It will show up easily.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the temple collapsed, a voice came from afar: "How dare you demolish my temple!"
The sound came from the forest, drifting in and out, and the direction was unclear. And to Fei Jingting's perception, there was clearly nothing in the forest.
Technique? I'm afraid it's some kind of hiding technique used by the evil god.
Fei Jingting snorted coldly, jumped into the air, walked on the branches of the bamboo forest and watched; Fu Yunzhao released the golden silkworm Gu, and looked around like a gust of wind.
The voice said with a strange smile: "Huh? You still have some ability, so what? Even the old cow nose has been killed by us, let alone the young one? You demolished my temple, if you want to end this matter,
Leave those two women behind, otherwise..."
Fei Jingting was annoyed. He looked around and couldn't find it. He hovered on a bamboo and released two flying swords to cover the sun. The flying swords flew around and cut a good bamboo forest into pieces.
Eight fell, all fell down.
No, is there anything else... could this evil god fly into the sky and into the earth?
Fei Jingting's heart moved, he held the Qingming Sword in his hand with shaking hands, and when he swung the sword, a beam of sword light slashed across it. The sword beam struck the ground, and with a bang, a ditch of more than ten feet was cut out.
The disgusting sound suddenly stopped. Fei Jingting's sword failed, so he struck again. Repeatedly, the roaring sound was endless, and in the blink of an eye, there were ditches on the ground and bamboo chips flying.
His eyesight was very good, and he saw another sword light passing by, and a figure emerging from the edge of the ditch, running lifelessly outside.
The stream turned around, flashing cold light, and it was about to kill the figure.
Fu Yunzhao shouted after him: "Brother Jingting, please stay alive!"
Yes, since there are five statues of gods in the temple, it is unlikely that there will be only one evil god like this. Duanliu deflected slightly and swept straight past the figure's legs.
With a scream, the figure fell to the ground, struggled twice, and tried to escape with his hands flying. Before Fei Jingting arrived, the golden silkworm arrived like a shadow, and the figure let out another strange scream, and its two claws suddenly
Devoured by golden silkworms.
Fei Jingting fell down, his long sword pressed against the figure's throat, and the figure suddenly began to cry: "Immortal, please forgive me, Immortal, please forgive me..."
The figure was no more than three feet long, with a stocky build and a funny face. It looked like Wu Dalang had come back to life.
The golden silkworm emerged from the sky, opened its mouth in disgust, and then two claws with sharp nails fell down.
Fei Jingting glanced at it and wondered, could this evil god be a mole?
With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, the demon-suppressing magic user came out. The figure wailed and immediately revealed its original shape, which was a gray-furred mole.
Zhang Leyao rushed over and asked: "You evil beast, where are the other companions?"
The mole's eyes were darting around, and he looked dishonest. Fu Yunzhao came from behind, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of Gu was planted in it. The mole was so painful that he wailed, "immortal, please take away your magical powers.
The kid says anything!"
This mole originally lived in the mountains, and he cultivated his spiritual wisdom in an ignorant manner. A hundred years later, he accidentally broke into a cave and benefited from it, and his cultivation suddenly became deeper.
In the early years, he was cautious by nature and did not dare to harm anyone. But more than ten years ago, he met four other monsters and they teamed up to cause trouble. They used the name of the Five Manifestations to perform sexual acts and sacrifices.
The mole is so petty that anyone who offends him will lose all his rice, food, and money overnight; the fourth child is not a thing, he only picks out women with families to rape and humiliate, so the owner can only be angry but dare not say anything.
The second and third children are moody and like to play tricks on others; the eldest is the worst and likes to eat boys and girls!
These five evil spirits were originally a source of trouble in Min, but later they were sought out by Lushan Taoist priests, and after a fierce fight, they had no choice but to head north to Yuhang.
As for Zhang Dianchen, he was originally just a run-down tenant. He won the favor of his fourth son and sacrificed his younger sister, and then he became prosperous. Later, the eldest son Zhang Yuanfeng went smoothly and spent money along the way to get a job as a battalion commander. He shot Wang Jingxuan with a black gun.
It was Zhang Yuanfeng who arranged it.
These evil spirits know that there is no hope for their cultivation, so they are unwilling to live in the mountains for a long time. In recent years, they have simply transformed into humans and built a mansion in Lin'an City, where they seek pleasure every day and bring disaster.
After finding out where the hiding place was, Fei Jingting was extremely disgusted. A ray of sword light swept through and blasted the mole into pieces.
Then without even looking, he walked quickly towards Lin'an City.
In the northwest corner of Lin'an, there is a house that was originally owned by a salt merchant. After changing hands several times, it fell into the hands of the Wutong God. It is still nominally Zhang Dianchen's house.
When the three people arrived, there were rows of silk and bamboo inside, and four evil spirits were drinking and having fun.
Fei Jingting flew down from the sky, and the four evil spirits were surprised for a long time. Just as they were about to resist, they blocked the sun and cut off the flow, but within a moment, they chopped the four evil spirits into pieces.
The fourth child is a pony, the third child is a wild boar, the second child looks like a badger, and the eldest child is the most evil and looks like the legendary mandrill.
The strike was like lightning, and in an instant, corpses were everywhere. The servants and maids in the house were so frightened that they panicked. The timid ones saw that the master they had previously served turned into a monster with a hideous face, and they fainted without even breathing.
(I just rushed back, sorry. I owe two chapters. I will try to make up for it within the month. The next update will be after ten o'clock~)