Chapter five hundred and forty-two pick teeth for the elderly
Xu Mingan smiled slightly and continued: "After I was seven years old, my grandfather Orion who adopted me was also killed by the mountain spirit. I took all the food, clothing, vegetables and other things I could get and went up the mountain.
When I returned to Master's Taoist temple, it was already dilapidated and there was no incense at all, but I still stayed and found the relics left by Master."
He raised his hand and gently rubbed the hilt of the long sword, saying: "This sword is the sword used by the master to exorcise ghosts and kill demons. It was the sword that nailed the master to the tree back then. It is one of the few relics of the master."
, In addition, I also found the Taoist secret book he had been practicing on the master's bedside, called "The Wuji Realm". Later, when I went down the mountain, I met Taoist priests from other Taoist temples. They laughed at the Wuji Realm that I had cultivated, which was simply uninitiated.
Taoist magic."
He said angrily: "I was not convinced at the time and almost had a fight with him, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed the case. If this secret book is really good, it is impossible for the master to remain in the lower fifth realm until his death."
"it does not matter."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Does it matter whether the Taoism is high or not? What matters is the person, not the technique."
"Well, that's the truth."
Xu Ming'an said: "I have reached four realms now, and I have not caught up with Master's realm back then. But it doesn't matter. Although my realm is very low, I still want to be like Master. I will not give up... exorcise ghosts and subjugate demons.
To save the souls of the dead, even if I end up with the same fate as my master, I won’t regret it. After all, I went to Jiuquan and had the honor to meet his old man..."
"Will not."
Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Believe me, your future achievements will definitely surpass your master's."
"hope so."
At this moment, Xu Mingan burped, and his whole body was filled with rich spiritual energy. After all, the crayfish demon was a Galaxy Realm monk, and half of his cultivation base was in the physical body. Xu Mingan didn't eat much.
It was half a shrimp claw, but the spiritual energy contained in it was already quite rich. In the next second, Xu Mingan broke through the realm and became a fifth-level Taoist monk.
"..."
He sat up suddenly, almost unable to believe his eyes.
Lin Zhao turned around and fell asleep with his Dragon Slayer Sword on his pillow, too lazy to look at the unseen world.
…
A few days later.
Lin Zhao and Xu Ming'an walked together, saving the dead souls on the roadside one by one along the way. They also met several cavalry teams of Dashang, but the two sides had little intersection. After all, there were more and more human monks in the northern region, and there were more and more human monks in the south.
Human clan sects have sent their disciples north to hone their skills. There is no experience in the world that can compare with actual combat, so those great merchant cavalrymen were not surprised to see a sword cultivator and a Taoist priest traveling together.
The Nascent Soul Realm Monster Clan monk has been following closely, appearing to be very patient. Obviously, he is not sure of victory against Lin Zhao, a golden elixir sword cultivator, and wants to wait until Lin Zhao and Xu Ming'an break up before taking action, and Lin Zhao
Zhao Ze is waiting for an opportunity to solve this Nascent Soul Realm in one go. It is not the same thing to follow him all the time.
In the early morning, there was rain in the sky.
Lin Zhao took out his coir raincoat and bamboo hat from the bamboo box and put it on, while Xu Mingan could only hold a lotus leaf on his head, looking extremely embarrassed. In the dim night, a shadowy abandoned temple appeared on the hilltop in front of him, so the two of them
People rushed away, and they could only rest in this ruined temple today. From the rain curtain, Lin Zhao sensed that the aura of the Nascent Soul Realm monsters was getting stronger and stronger, almost without concealing it. Obviously, the other party
I have lost my patience and will kill myself and Xu Mingan tonight.
The Nascent Soul realm monster monk is a level 135 earth-level boss, while Lin Zhao is a level 123 sword cultivator. It may be a bit dangerous to fight in a duel, but the chance of winning is not too low, not to mention that there are talismans to help, but Lin Zhao is still
I was a little worried that the other party was coming for Xu Ming'an. A Nascent Soul monk's full blow would definitely be able to kill a fifth-level monk instantly.
While he was making a fire to cook, he frowned, and with the sound of rain, he lowered his voice and said to Xu Ming'an: "There is a Nascent Soul Realm demon who is eyeing us. He will appear soon. Don't be too panicked. He will do it."
When he comes, try your best to resist with your real sword and protect yourself with all your strength. Don't worry too much, I should have a good chance of finishing him off."
"Nascent Soul Realm..."
Xu Ming'an looked horrified. That was almost the limit of the realm he had heard of. Is the Nascent Soul Realm the peak of the legendary monks? Xu Ming'an had no idea what realms there were beyond that. Moreover,
The strength of demon monks is generally higher, so how terrifying should this Yuanying realm monk be?
He looked at Lin Zhao. How could such a young sword cultivator like Lin Zhao really be able to defeat a Nascent Soul Realm monster cultivator?
But he can only believe it, not even if he doesn't believe it.
"Wang Yue."
Lin Zhao patted the bamboo box beside him and said, "It's almost dawn, go back to the shrine and hide."
"I know, brother Lin Zhao."
Wang Yue obeyed Lin Zhao's words and went back to the shrine without asking anything. Lin Zhao frowned, took out a stack of evil-breaking talismans in his hand, and gave five to Xu Ming'an. His background was the most
He can only support the spiritual energy of five evil-breaking talismans. In addition, there are many evil-breaking talismans posted on the windows, inside the temple door, and on the pillars. His physical strength is limited, and it is impossible to use the talismans all the time. As for the Nascent Soul realm,
If you can't hit it by yourself, then it depends on your fate. This battle talisman can only be regarded as a support, and you have to rely on yourself in the end.
…
In the pot, a dried hare was being cooked until it released its fragrant aroma. A figure wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat appeared in the rain outside the door. He was an old man with white hair and a sharp look in his eyes.
He knocked on the temple door and said, "The little old man was on his way and forgot the time. Could you please take shelter here from the rain?"
"Squeak~~~"
He opened the door directly and walked in with a sneer on his face.
Lin Zhao gently raised his hand and said with a smile: "Old man, please help yourself. Can you have some soup?"
"I don't need it, just keep warm by the fire."
The old man was very polite.
Xu Mingan frowned. He couldn't even confirm whether this person was a demon or not. His realm was too low. If he looked up, it would be completely white and nothing could be detected.
On the contrary, in Lin Zhao's eyes, the old man was full of demonic aura, and there was a fluffy tail wagging behind him. He was clearly a gray fox in the Nascent Soul realm.
"Eat, eat."
Lin Zhao filled the soup, took the bread, and handed it to Xu Mingan, signaling him to eat quickly. After a while, he couldn't eat anything, and he might not even be able to keep the pot. As he said that, Lin Zhao also filled a bowl of soup for himself and wolfed it down.
After eating two pieces of noodles, he filled up a bowl of soup, handed it to the Nascent Soul Realm fox demon, and said with a smile: "Old man, would you like to eat some too?"
"this……"
The other party pretended: "Isn't this not good?"
"It doesn't matter, we meet each other by fate."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Besides, a bowl of soup and a piece of pancake are nothing, just eat it, old man."
"Oh well."
The old man took the food and opened his mouth to drink the soup when he saw Lin Zhao raised his hand and pointed. A wisp of sword energy followed the fingertips and turned into a flying sword and the bright moon went straight to his newly opened mouth and said with a smile:
"I pick the old man's teeth!"
"puff!"
The flying sword and bright moon wrapped around the brilliance of the magical moon, and a "peng" sound came out of the brain, directly causing 7w of horrific critical damage. Then Lin Zhao kicked the pot full of hot soup into the old fox's face.
It was so hot that he screamed, and immediately the sword Liquan fell from the sky. The sword energy around him was wanton, and he used a sword-throwing style that swept through thousands of armies and struck the old man with teeth all over the ground.
"Damn it!"
The old man stopped pretending, showed a ferocious look, and said with a ferocious smile: "The young people of the human race are really becoming more and more rude. They don't know how to respect the elderly!"
Lin Zhao directly used the flying sword Haoran, and struck the old man in the chest with one sword, knocking him out of the temple door. Then he launched the sword-breaking style, and suddenly a circular void appeared behind him, and sword lights pierced the air.
He came out and knocked the old man into the depths of the rain curtain. Then Lin Zhao pointed his sword light, and the impact of the sword energy also rushed his body into the rain curtain.
"Lin Zhao!"
Xu Mingan's Zhenwu sword was unsheathed and he rushed out with Lin Zhao. At least he had someone to take care of him.
The old fox rolled up and got up, quite embarrassed. Although he was in the ninth realm, he was completely beaten by Lin Zhao, a swordsman in the eighth realm. When he opened the sleeves of his robe, three coquettish fox tails appeared behind him, and suddenly
An absorbing spell opened up like a whirlpool, and for a while all the raindrops in front of the ruined temple were suspended in the wind. He looked at Lin Zhao with a ferocious expression: "Come on, I'll take a look at you, the eighth realm."
How capable is the sword cultivator!"
"The requirements of the elderly must be met!"
Lin Zhao laughed, ignited four evil-breaking talismans and threw them out, and then performed a sword-breaking and sword-breaking style, summoning a series of sharp sword lights to kill the old man's absorption spell, as if he felt that this was not enough.
Without saying anything, he directly burned a sword-lighting talisman that Lin Wanhua had cultivated in the twelfth realm and threw it in as well.
Since he wants to eat, let him be completely full. Anyway, Lin Zhao has already had murderous intentions. This Nascent Soul Demon must die, otherwise Xu Ming'an may die. Although Xu Ming'an's cultivation is low,
But he had a sincere heart. It would be a pity to die like this. At least Lin Zhao didn't want to see that result.
For a moment, there were explosions one after another, and the old fox was killed by the sword light and the sword talisman and was covered in blood. At this moment, Xu Mingan also bit his finger and wiped it on the blade. The Zhenwu sword buzzed and wisps of blood spread all over his body.
The Taoist talismans rose up, and they all killed the old fox in the next moment. Xu Mingan was stronger than Lin Zhao in one point, that is, Lin Zhao was carrying the Dragon Slaying Sword, but he could not control the Dragon Slaying Sword, while Xu Mingan was carrying the Zhenwu Sword, this one
In fact, Jian has long recognized the status of Xu Ming'an as his master.
In the blink of an eye, the old fox was covered with wounds, and he felt extremely regretful. He had known that he would not come here, but who knew that these two inconspicuous young human monks were more ruthless than the other!
He suddenly jumped into the air, blew up a fox tail, and was about to escape!
…
"Don't even think about it!"
Lin Zhao suddenly raised his hand, and a sword talisman exploded in the air, just like Lin Wanhua's sword falling from the sky. Suddenly the old fox's body was split into two, and he was finally killed!
