I don't know how high Yang Zhixiu's cultivation level is, but among the opponents I have played against, he is the most powerful.
To put it simply, in front of other people, even in front of the possessed Min Mo, I still have the idea of "taking a bite of flesh even if I die" - I have to fight no matter what, I can't kill you.
I'm such a turtle, I want to make you unhappy - but Yang Zhixiu's posture of being as fast as a ghost and as heavy as a mountain, and lifting a heavy weight with ease, gave me an overwhelming and irresistible feeling of powerlessness.
He is a frighteningly sharp sword. When hidden in the scabbard, he is a university professor wearing a suit and tie. He is an absolutely gentle man. However, when this method is used, it is the thunder and lightning that resists
It's death, and it's death if you don't resist - it's so despairing.
Long Jinhai died, Yi Gui Jian was smashed on the forehead, white brains sputtered everywhere, Li Zefeng also died, this young Taoist priest who had taken good care of our diet and daily life since we entered Maoshan, his head shot up to the sky, unwilling to accept
The eyes almost burst out of their sockets, but in the end they were dead and their souls were gone - Li Yunqi and Cheng Li were lying on the ground, seemingly still alive, but they had no strength to resist at all.
Bao Zi is weak, my sister-in-law is unconscious, Chen Qing is unable to move, his Panlong remnant spirit disappeared in the panic just now, and Zamao Xiaodao and I were also exhausted during the teaching process with Yang Zhixiu...
Except for the equally weak Xiaoyao and Duoduo, we have almost no fighting power. Failure has become a settled matter, and it is only a matter of time before we flee. However, at this moment, Yang Zhixiu's upcoming killing move stopped, and he looked at us.
Lu, the originally ferocious and wanton face showed shock to the extreme - I never thought that this calm and calm Maoshan talker would have such a look on his face, and his eyes almost stared out of his head.
, as if seeing a ghost.
Yang Zhixiu was trembling all over and his movements stopped, and I followed his direction and looked there - oh my gosh, there really is a "ghost" appearing at the end of the woods.
This is an old man with smoke coming out from all over his body. He has a very strange appearance, with a pointed forehead and a thin neck, big ears and round eyes, and a beard like a halberd. Looking down, he has a broad chest and long legs, and a tall and tall body.
The turtle-shaped crane has a good appearance, but the clothes all over his body are in tatters, and even more shabby than the old beggar. Except for the crotch that is covered in front of him, the whole body is exposed.
The dirt and oil - this is pretty good, look at his face, his skin is jet black, some patches are like that of a baby, pink and tender, while others are as black as those who have been burning in an old charcoal kiln for several years.
, as for the hair, it is even more non-mainstream, completely explosive, with green smoke coming out of it...
Seeing this old man who seemed to have sneaked out of a small coal mine in western Shanxi, countless possibilities came to my mind. Combining the missing Lin Hai and Yang Zhixiu's frightened situation, I finally came up with one that even I couldn't believe.
The answer - could this guy be the head of the Maoshan Sect, the vice-chairman of the National Taoist Directors Association, and one of the top ten Taoist masters in the world... Tao Jinhong?
Oops, isn't this too ruinous for the three views? Where is the immortal spirit and the three strands of immortal beards that were promised? Where is the legendary appearance of the great outsider that was promised?
However, something that was unacceptable to me still happened. This old nigger with an unconventional afro came over coughing and shouted: "Ahem, who just threw a heart-eating thunder into my cave?"
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Hearing the old man's words, the hairy man who had been vomiting blood in the grass suddenly became excited, and his head popped up from the weeds. He looked at the old man and shouted with tears of joy: "Master, you
Out of seclusion?" With this sound, I finally confirmed that this guy is really the head of Tao Jinhong? The "cutting through the void" that Daqing Zamao Xiaodao just did was nonsense, and he actually put the bomb directly into Old Tao's lair.
He went there, so that he could have appeared in a dignified manner, but now he looked like a miserable ghost, which ruined a lot of his prestige.
But it is precisely because of this that I couldn't help but feel surprised again - the power of the Heart-Eating Thunder was something we could all foresee, Lao Tao actually survived the explosion of this thing, and there was no movement at all in Lin Hai Mizong
No, what kind of skill is this?
Could it be that Tao Jinhong has broken through the barrier of death and achieved the body of an earthly immortal?
My mind was spinning, and Tao Jinhong saw the apprentice who had been kicked out of the mountain gate by him. He had just come out of seclusion and was in a good mood. He waved towards the miscellaneous path and said, "Xiao Ming, my apprentice, it's you. I didn't expect it."
You came to pick me up? Yes, yes, this goodbye... uh, how many years has it been? Your current cultivation level is actually quite good - by the way, I haven't said it yet, who just went to me?
A heart-eating thunder was thrown into the cave?
When I asked this question, Tao Jinhong was coughing again. This time I could see clearly that he was also leaning on a crutch. This crutch turned out to be the remnant spirit of Elder Chuan Gong's dragon. In this case, Old Tao
We must have been to where we were just now, so then...
Hearing his master's question again, Zamao Xiaodao got up, scratched his head with guilt and embarrassment and said, "This disciple made a mistake and bumped into the master. I'm really ashamed..."
"No!" Tao Jinhong paused the crutch in his hand and said yes loudly.
Zamao Xiaodao was puzzled and asked why. Tao Zhenren explained that he had been living in a cave to explore the death barrier for an unknown number of years. He was confused and his cultivation was sufficient, but he always fell into a bottleneck.
He couldn't break through that hurdle; but just now, when the heart-eating thunder appeared in front of him, a real choice of life and death appeared in front of him - either die, or break through the death barrier and achieve the earthly immortal fruit.
You, annihilate this heart-eating thunder with one finger!
After that, he was thinking about life, wanting to live, wanting to live peacefully in this world. Then the bamboos bloomed, the tomatoes bore fruit, the north wind blew, and the water flowed eastward, just like the escape in the ideal of all things in the world.
As soon as he passed away, naturally, Lao Tao felt that his whole body felt comfortable, the world had taken on a new look, and he had indeed been reborn, and the joints that had been unbreakable for the past ten years also opened up.
Tao Jinhong, who broke and then stood up, stretched out his hand and activated the heart-eating thunder that could destroy the entire forest sea and the cave world.
The smoke disappears and everything returns to life...
Master Tao was talking, and Yang Zhixiu and Laoshan Mother, after a brief moment of surprise, began to slowly move backwards. After a few words, suddenly, Yang Zhixiu tapped his toes, and the people disappeared like sparse shadows.
In my line of sight, although I was also listening to the conversation between Tao Jinhong and Zamao Xiaodao, my more main attention was focused on Yang Zhixiu. At this moment, seeing that he was running away with a guilty conscience, I immediately shouted: "Boss Tao, but
Don't let this grandson get away..."
Before I finished speaking, there was a sudden thunder-like sound in the air, an invisible ripple of air appeared on my left, and a huge strong wind knocked me over again and fell to the ground.
He was black, but he didn't dare to pass out. He secretly chanted the nine-character mantra "Spiritual Darts Unite to Harmonize and Xie Xie Qi Chan" in his mouth. When he woke up, he looked up and saw that Tao Jinhong had appeared there for some unknown reason.
In the forest on the left, and on the ground in front of him, Yang Zhixiu was half-lying in Taoist robes.
On one side was the dignified talker, and on the other was the beggar-like headmaster. But in my opinion, although Tao Jinhong didn't look very good, he seemed to be not in the human world, with an awe-inspiring aura. The old man touched it.
With his slightly burnt white beard, his tone began to become a little heavy: "Zhixiu, before I went into the mountains to retreat, I handed over the Maoshan Sect to you, so you can tell me what all this is about.
What's going on?"
Tao Jinhong pointed his fingers around the circle of the field, especially the dead Long Jinhai and Li Zefeng, and paused emphatically.
As the leader of Maoshan Sect, Tao Jinhong taught many disciples. Li Zefeng was Fu Jun's later disciple. He had never met him, but Long Jinhai was also taught by him since he was a child. Naturally, he was deeply impressed. He saw his family as soon as he left seclusion.
The disciple was lying on the grass with his head shattered, and his soul had long since disappeared. Naturally, he would not be regarded as a blind man. In addition, there must be a reason for our scene like this. Since he has become an earthly immortal, he naturally meditates and becomes wise.
You can tell the autumn by looking at a leaf, and you can more or less see the reason behind it. So as soon as Yang Zhixiu ran away, he stopped him mercilessly.
Yang Zhixiu fell to the ground, knowing that he had committed a serious sin. Looking at Tao Jinhong, whose feet were not even touching the ground, he was no longer afraid and said with a smile: "Brother, you finally came out. Congratulations, but what the hell are you doing?"
What do you want to know?"
Tao Jinhong wiped the black pot ashes from his face and said calmly: "Let's not talk about other matters for the time being. Please tell me first why Master Deng, the master of the practice, was covered in poison and lay on the ground? Tell me why.
Is Xiao Yingyan in a state of shock and unconsciousness? Tell me why my Maoshan disciple died here? Tell me..."
"I did it!" Yang Zhixiu didn't wait for Tao Jinhong to finish what he said, and replied simply and neatly, without any hesitation.
Tao Jinhong's eyes narrowed and he said calmly: "Why?"
Yang Zhixiu had already gotten up and looked at the miserable Tao Jinhong outside in front of him and said: "This is all your fault! If you had not temporarily appointed me as the person in charge of the retreat back then, but had directly asked me to take over Maoshan,
How could such a thing happen? How could I, a descendant of Maoshan, die so many people - do you think I won't be sad when they die? This kid Zefeng went to the mountains back then, but I filled out the roster with my own hands, and they were all
They are the elites of Maoshan, but I can’t help it..."
A gust of wind blew by, and Tao Jinhong's face finally returned to the delicate and rosy color of a baby, but his eyes were lowered and he said lightly: "How brave..."
Hearing Tao Jinhong's "affirmation", Yang Zhixiu suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Do you know why I have such courage?"
He smiled like this, and in his eyes, there was no fear or fear before, but instead there was a strange kind of confidence.