Chapter 59 [This chapter is for reading] It's nothing, just to learn from each other
"Bangzi, although there are no pilgrims coming to the mountain these days, the door is still closed." Su Fei realized that if the door was not closed, it would be easy for someone to disturb his rare and pure life, so he said.
"I'll close it now." Bangzi walked to the door and closed it directly.
"It's very rude of you. Didn't you see someone coming? At least we should ask the other person if they want to offer incense or do something else," Su Fei said, "And he is an official. You have to learn to tell whether someone is wearing something or not."
Information of value.”
So Bangzi went to open the door again.
"My acting temple owner will not accept guests today." Bangzi said to Zhao Liangjiu.
The literary and artistic style established by Xiong Yao just now has completely disappeared. Su Fei still thinks that Bangzi's IQ is still lacking.
It is best not to use the word "receiving guests" in Taoist temples, as it will disgrace the reputation.
Also, there is really no need to emphasize the word agent all the time. Doesn’t the acting viewer not mean the viewer?
Zhao Liangjiu stood in front of the door with a lot of thoughts. The other party waited for him to appear, closed the door again, and now opened the door again, saying uncoordinated words. No Taoist temple would ever say anything about acting as a temple master.
That could be considered a provocation, clearly telling him that he was not worthy of being greeted by a real patron.
And the person who opened the door was a bear demon. It was just to prove the ability of Lingxian Guan. Raising a demon is indeed not easy. It is a kind of proof of strength, but what is so great about it? How many wealthy families in Longchuan City raise demons?
, the kind that can dance.
If Zhao Liangjiu wanted to raise demons, he would raise ten or eight demons at once.
The person who came looked a little strange, and the bear demon couldn't help it. He stood at the door without saying a word, and his expression kept changing subtly, sometimes coldly, sometimes disdainfully, sometimes worried...
"Taoist Master, this man is frozen." Bangzi looked back at the Taoist priest, not knowing what to do next and seeking advice.
Zhao Liangjiu came back from his own thoughts and stared directly at Su Fei.
"Zhao Liangjiu, the crime chief, and my colleague Gu Nian'an are here today to have a sword fight with the Taoist priest," Zhao Liangjiu said bluntly: "One on one."
Having said so much, it’s just a one-on-one challenge.
Su Fei felt that she got along well with Gu Nian'an last time. When she finally left Taoyuan County, she even came to visit her.
Apart from liking Versailles, the official had no other faults, and in the end, those faults seemed to have changed, and he became inexplicably humble.
But it's hard to understand why his colleagues came all the way to compete with him, ah, to compete with him.
[You and the Heavenly Sins Division Zhao Liangjiu were fencing, ah, swordfighting, and you used the Yunming Sword to cut off the opponent's right arm with one strike. Not only did the opponent lose his usual right arm, but his heart also collapsed, and he became a tragedy for the Heavenly Sins Division. ]
[You have offended many of Zhao Liangjiu’s friends because of this. Even the head of the Heavenly Sins Department regards Lingxian Guan as a thorn in his side. Taoyuan County will not dare to cooperate with you again. 】
Offending people is indeed not a bad thing, but offending important government offices will have a great impact, and difficulties will not be easily solved.
If this convenient road to the Yamen is really cut off in the future, the loss will be huge.
Everyone knows that the Department of Heavenly Sins is in charge of evil cases all over the world and has countless strong men under its command. It is not something that a small Taoist temple can compete with.
But Zhao Liangjiu took the initiative to come to compete, so he couldn't blame others.
Then as long as you hold back the beating and don't cut off his right arm, you can solve this problem well.
"This is the first time I met a Taoist friend. I don't know why I want to compete with a poor Taoist sword?" Su Fei still asked.
"It's nothing, just a discussion." Zhao Liangjiu said.
It was indeed a competition, but in Zhao Liangjiu's heart, this was not just a simple competition, but a competition to help Gu Nian'an regain his confidence and help the Sin Division regain its face.
"Okay, let's finish the order then." Su Fei stretched out his hand, and the Yunming Sword flew directly from the room to the master's hand.
"Wait a minute," Zhao Liangjiu looked around and said, "There are strong formations on the mountain. It's only fair that we draw our swords in the wilderness at the foot of the mountain."
"You choose the location, let's decide quickly." Su Fei looked back at the oven in the palace: "Otherwise my skewers will be burnt."
Arrogant.
Zhao Liangjiu stood up with his sword and went down the mountain.
Su Fei also flew with his sword and landed opposite Zhao Liangjiu. The two were more than thirty feet apart.
The bear demon trotted down the mountain, fearing that he would miss a sword duel, and acted as the only spectator.
"This sword is called Qingshuang. It has killed great demons and destroyed evil sect leaders. The energy of the sword can start a prairie fire, and one sword can slay a dragon." Zhao Liangjiu has practiced martial arts for many years and has rich combat experience.
Saying something to attack the opponent before fighting is a kind of psychological suggestion, letting the opponent know how powerful he is.
But the other party only replied with two words: "It's okay."
Failed, defeated, these two words actually made his heart confused.
This is a master.
The Taoist priest did not follow the routine at all. He did not introduce his own achievements or the advantages of using magic weapons. He directly used contemptuous words to demoralize people, which was completely unpredictable.
Su Fei didn't know how rich the other party's inner drama was, but if he didn't take action, his kebabs would really be burnt, and his boasted Haikou would be broken.
He really hoped to end the fight before the skewers burned.
But having said that, the cold atmosphere created by this official cultivator before the fight is worth learning. His body is still and his facial expressions are constantly changing, which invisibly makes the scene a lot more tense.
The master of the Heavenly Sin Division drew his sword, and the light of the sword reflected the snowy scene, as fast as the wind, as if time and space were changing.
One sword move contains thousands of changes, the mystery is like eight trigrams, and every position contains meticulous changes of moves.
In the open space under the mountain, the snow danced with the sword energy, and the trees in the distance swayed for a while.
Su Fei looked at the approaching sword and walked towards it.
He did not draw the sword because he was afraid of breaking the opponent's arm, but chose to take the sword with his bare hands.
It's not that he is arrogant, but he just thinks that he has the talent of alloy bones and skin, and it is extremely difficult for anyone who is not as good as him to hurt his flesh and skin even half an inch.
"Dang~"
A dull crashing sound sounded.
I saw the Taoist holding the official sword with his bare hands, and the breath in his body surged, shattering the Qingshuang sword into pieces.
Break the sword with your bare hands.
The only audience member, Bangzi, nodded and applauded the Taoist priest.
[You defeated Zhao Liangjiu, the master of the Heavenly Sin Division, solved the danger of the challenge, and obtained the immortal method "Ice Art", with a cultivation level of 18.]
The Ice Art can condense frost out of thin air, and it belongs to the category of fairy magic. Although Su Fei cannot imagine the scenario of using this fairy magic now, as long as what is given is fairy magic, then it is worth being happy.
Zhao Liangjiu watched the Taoist priest fly away with his sword. He was the only one standing in the empty snowy sky. The fragments of the sword on the ground had been covered by snow.
He leaned down, collected the pieces bit by bit, and walked aimlessly in the wind and snow.
That sword-shattering breath is a particularly unfamiliar force, the kind of pressure that makes practitioners breathless.
He thought of the story told by the real master of the Heavenly Sin Division. After the cultivators in the world have passed through the heavenly tribulation, the magic techniques can no longer satisfy their own practice, so they need more powerful techniques to attract the pure energy of heaven and earth to practice.
The magic of magic.
And the moves performed using immortal magic are incomparable to even the real masters in the world today.
The aura of despair at that time made Zhao Liangjiu afraid: "Could it be that the Taoist priests of Lingxian Temple used immortal methods?"
Regardless of whether he is a human being or not, why is he so strong?