Descending from the Heavens: Comments on the Top Ten Myths of Martial Arts Chapter 270 Zhao Xituan: I can’t learn how to open the Heavenly Gate with the sword, but I can barely even open the Heavenly Eye!
Chapter 270 Zhao Xituan: I can’t learn how to open the Heavenly Gate with the sword, but I can barely even open the Heavenly Eye!
This side of the world in the snow.
Inside the light curtain.
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Desperate!
However, there is no complete despair!
This is what Zhao Xituan thinks in his mind. He, Zhao Xituan, also has a way to save his disciple!
Even if it is! Even if it is, he, Zhao Xituan, will pay any life and price for this!
Ever since, Zhao Xituan returned to his house and took out his Celestial Master robe, which he had only worn once since he became a Celestial Master. Then, his figure flashed and turned into an afterimage in the breeze.
Quickly galloped towards Longhu Mountain.
To know.
Zhao Xituan is not an ordinary warrior. Therefore, his figure is like the wind. In just a moment, he arrived in front of the palace of Longhu Mountain.
"Zhao Xituan, what happened to you today? You actually put on this robe of a Heavenly Master?"
"That's right! Zhao Xituan, have you finally woken up?"
"Tianshi Zhao, what are you dressed like?"
"I've seen Master Zhao..."
At this moment, in the hall of Longhu Mountain, there were many heavenly masters and many juniors. After seeing Zhao Xituan's tidy appearance, they all opened their eyes wide with disbelief on their faces.
Ta Ta.
Facing the ridicule from the Taoist fellows from Longhu Mountain around him, Zhao Xituan had no expression on his face. After adjusting his Celestial Master Taoist robe a little, he slowly walked into the Patriarch Temple in the hall, and then,
He formed a dharma seal with his hands and bowed to the portraits of the ancestors enshrined on the wall one by one.
"This? This?"
"What is this Zhao Xituan going to do?"
"Is this guy possessed by a demon? He, he actually worshiped all the portraits of the ancestors?"
"Is it possible? The sun comes out in the west?"
"No! No! This is not the temper of that boy Zhao Xituan! Is it possible? Zhao Xituan's end is approaching? How is it possible?"
At this moment, the fellow Taoists from Longhu Mountain who were watching outside the Patriarch Temple could not help but frown and mutter to themselves in shock.
"Disciple of the younger generation, Zhao Xituan, today, in order to save my disciple, he made this move. I hope that all the ancestors will atone for their sins."
After Zhao Xituan paid homage to all the ancestors one by one, he raised his head, and his pair of weathered eyes seemed to be filled with an inexplicable light. Then, he turned around and walked out of the ancestral temple and came to the place where he used to study.
I often sit on a rock when I preach.
on the rock,
Zhao Xituan sat cross-legged. He raised his head, looked at where Xu Longxiang was, and said with a heroic look:
"They say that if you have a knife on the battlefield, you won't be afraid of dying on horseback."
"If there is wine in the world, you are not afraid of dying from drunkenness."
"I have never dared to kill anyone. I can't even enjoy drinking. I have never lived a heroic life. Finally, I went through this..."
Zhao Xituan raised his head, his eyes bright, as if he was having a conversation with this world, and said loudly: "Have fun!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xituan's right hand formed a sword point, and then stabbed straight into his eyes.
In an instant, an indescribable pain surged into Zhao Xituan's mind like a tide. At the same time, the Heavenly Master's secret technique on his body was also operating in a strange trajectory. p>
Tear.
In the next breath, Zhao Xituan pulled out the sword finger covered with blood from his eyes. Then, he raised the bloody sword finger of his right hand tremblingly, and silently recited a "Taoist Secret Technique". After a moment, he
The sword finger stained with blood made a bloody mark between the eyebrows.
The mark is like blood, like a bloody eye!
At this moment, Zhao Xituan forcibly opened his eyes!
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The screen changes.
Zhao Xituan lowered his arms and rested them gently on his knees. Each of his hands was holding a secret seal. It was clear that his whole body was in pain, but his old face had a peaceful look, and he murmured: "Huang
Man'er, your ability as a teacher is only so much. If you can't learn the sword to open the Heaven's Gate, even if you can open the Heaven's Eye, it's still so reluctant..."
"If this is the case, I still can't block the heaven for you. Don't blame Master!"
On the rock, Zhao Xituan's helpless voice spread throughout Longhu Mountain.
The world's people envy longevity, while Taoists cultivate purity.
At the last moment of his life, Zhao Xituan inspired the snoring of his disciples at the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain a few years ago. It was not pure at all! However, it was the purity that the old man missed the most...
Boom!
Just after Zhao Xituan said these words, the highest purple lotus on Longhu Mountain quickly withered.
The death of a person is like the extinguishing of a lamp, and the disappearance of the Tao is like the withering of a lotus.
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The screen changes.
On a certain battlefield.
Xu Longxiang forced a breakthrough and allowed his cultivation to reach the [Celestial Phantasm Realm]...
This move also caused a total of eight thunders from heaven and earth to punish him!
Fortunately, that figure filled with terrifying power helped Xu Longxiang resist the seven thunders...
However, when the seventh thunder fell, this figure was already bleeding from all his orifices and exhausted. His vision became even more blurred. He was no longer able to help Xu Longxiang resist the eighth thunder!<
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At the same time, all the bright light around him disappeared, revealing his true face!
Xu Fengnian!
This terrifying strong man who could withstand seven thunders by himself turned out to be Xu Fengnian!
Boom!
At this moment, Zhao Xituan's natal purple-gold lotus appeared on Xu Fengnian's Northern Liangdao, helping him resist the seventh thunder.
However, the power of the seven thunders has exhausted all Xu Fengnian's strength. He, he is no longer able to help Xu Longxiang resist the eighth thunder.
Mid-air.
Thunder rolled, electric snakes flickered, and soon, the eighth thunderbolt fell straight in the direction of Xu Longxiang.
"Ah!"
Seeing that his brother was seriously injured, Xu Longxiang roared loudly. Then, he used all the strength in his body, like a ferocious beast, and rushed into the thunder with a resolute attitude... In just one round, Xu Longxiang's whole body was covered in blood.
, has already been blown away by thunder.
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Before his eyes, that terrifying thunder was about to take Xu Longxiang’s life...
At this critical moment...
That purple-gold lotus cut through the sky and appeared in front of Xu Longxiang. The golden lotus bloomed and its brilliance condensed. Soon, the purple-gold lotus transformed into an illusory figure of the old heavenly master, standing in front of Xu Longxiang... It is Xu Longxiang’s master, Zhao Xituan!
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Mid-air!
Roar!
Thunder rolls from the sky, shattering everything!
That thunder, which contained terrifying destructive power, hit Zhao Xituan directly.
Boom!
The lightning exploded and shattered everything!
The power of thunder spreads all around!
At this moment, the whole world is filled with that terrifying and terrifying thunder light!
Click!
In this shining world, the purple lotus flower carrying Zhao Xituan's soul shattered into pieces. Then, even Zhao Xituan's figure faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally,
Then it disappeared into thin air...
Mid-air.
Zhao Xituan, who was leaving an illusory afterimage, looked in the direction of Xu Longxiang with a loving look on his face, as usual, and said nonchalantly: "Apprentice! Being a master is just to reincarnate first. In the next life, I will never see you again."
Become a master and apprentice."
After saying that, Zhao Xituan pointed his hand at the sky and said angrily: "Huang Man'er, fuck him, mother's calamity!"
As soon as the words fell, the generation of heavenly master Zhao Xituan completely disappeared into thin air.
On the battlefield.
"Old Taoist Master!"
"Old Taoist Master!"
Huang Man'er was lying on the ground, crying. He tried to reach out and grab the master to prevent the old man from leaving... However, all his actions were in vain.
"Old Taoist master..."
In an instant, the battlefield was filled with Xu Longxiang’s miserable and helpless roar!