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Chapter 134: The Turn of Life and Death, Visitors from the Valley



As soon as the old man in white robe ran, Xu Rui activated his magic power at the same time, and with one step, he crossed more than ten meters in an instant.

He rushed to the front in two or three steps.

Even if Xu Rui is just learning the low-level seventh-level Xu Rui technique, it is still astonishing.

The astonishing speed shocked Si Mu and the old man in white robe.

Taking advantage of the opponent's daze, he found the right direction and rushed forward instantly.

He repeated his old trick and hit him with his palm.

The roar of the tiger shook the sky, and the momentum was extremely majestic.

"Damn."

The old man in white robes quickly regained consciousness and swung his sheep-headed staff, and the rolling wind turned into a thick layer, blocking him in front of him.

It was beyond his expectation.

Although this palm technique looks scary, it is light and light inside and does not have much power at all.

A pale golden rope, like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, flew out of Xu Rui's sleeve and bounded him away like lightning.

The thought is ‘not good’.

Subconsciously, he activated his magic power and fled upwards.

But Xu Rui expected him to be like this.

The moment the Stepping Xu Technique landed, the feet stepped on the chain, and the body rose steadily.

Knocked down with one palm.

The condensed palm prints, with unparalleled power, blocked his upward path.

Turning over and going down again, Taoist priest Simu had already rushed over.

The magic sword, which was like a door panel, struck directly with the astonishing power of destroying mountains and mountains.

There was no way around, so I couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

During this delay, the silk rope quickly retracted.

The old man in white robe panicked and threw out several wind blades, trying to tear the rope.

But the silk rope is also a medium-grade ninth-grade magic weapon, so it can't be broken easily.

The rope was not broken, and Xu Rui's palm power reached his eyes.

This time the golden shield did not appear again.

boom.

A slap on the chest.

Mouth spurting blood.

In an instant, he was trapped by the silk rope and turned into a rice dumpling.

Seeing this, his eyes closed and he sat down on the ground panting and sweating profusely.

"My Lord, this demon is really difficult to deal with."

He is most annoyed by such fast opponents.

If you have all the strength but can't hit it, you will be depressed to death.

Fortunately, Xu Rui helped this time, otherwise he would have been in danger.

The old man in white robe who was trapped by the silk rope fell to the ground in embarrassment. He looked at Xu Rui who was striding forward, his face full of prayers.

"Fellow Taoist, I offended the two of you because of my confusion. I hope you, the two Taoists, will spare my life because I am old and my years of practice have been difficult."

Xu Rui was too lazy to talk and just slapped it down with one palm.

The old man's brain burst instantly and he died unexpectedly.

There was a flash of light, and a green-skinned old sheep with a body like an ox appeared in front of him.

"It is indeed a demon."

He stretched out his hand and the sheep's head staff flew into his palm.

Goldfinger gave Jiupin a moderate rating.

He threw it casually and caught it with his four eyes.

"To be able to kill this goat demon, Taoist friend Four Eyes also contributes a lot. This sheep head staff is a medium-grade weapon of the ninth grade, so I will give it to you Taoist friend. How about you give me the rest of the body?"

"Hey, how can this be so embarrassing?"

Even so, Simu hugged the staff directly into his arms.

The scene where the goat demon was showing off its power with its magic staff just now was all seen by him.

Xu Rui smiled, stretched out his hand and patted it.

The body of the goat demon was refined by him, and as expected, two marrow washing points were collected.

The number of marrow washing points has increased to twelve.

Seeing this scene again, Taoist Priest Simu was amazed and didn't ask any more questions.

The most taboo thing among monks is to inquire about other people's skills.

A demon who has entered the middle stage of foundation building certainly has more than this.

He stretched out his hand and a blue magic bag and a copper bell the size of a child's fist flew into his palm.

Let’s not talk about the bag of magic for now.

The copper bell is a magical weapon, and it is also a rare defensive magical weapon.

However, a long crack showed that it was damaged.

"I should have acted more gently if I had known it. It's a pity that such a good magic weapon was lost." Taoist Priest Four Eyes shook his head and walked over, hugging the staff tightly in his arms.

It was his sword that cut through the protective shield on the goat demon's body, causing the bell to be damaged.

"If this is the case, I'm afraid we won't be able to take down this sheep demon." Xu Rui said.

"Hehe, Taoist friend still understands the truth."

Xu Rui smiled. The money-grubbing Simu was obviously afraid that he would regret it later and try to use the staff again.

The puppet talisman was activated, and with the strong wind blowing, the tiger that had gone there without knowing it quickly came back.

He probably also knew that his previous performance was a bit embarrassing.

At this moment, he lowered his eyebrows and looked gentle, as docile as a house cat.

"This idiot knows how to please people."

Four Eyes used Taoism again to lift up the corpses that had sunk to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, forty miles further from here is Pindao's monastery. If you don't mind it, you can go and have a glass of water and let Pindao thank fellow Taoist for his help."

Greed is greed, but Taoist Master Simu has not forgotten Xu Rui's helping hand.

If it hadn't been for the other party's help tonight, even if he could kill the fox demon, he would probably still be in the hands of the sheep demon in the middle stage of foundation building.

Xu Rui, who was interested in getting to know the other party, would not refuse.

"Xu likes to make friends the most, so of course he has to drink water and wine. But forget about 'kindness', it is Xu's duty to eliminate harm in the world."

He shaped himself into a heroic and heroic knight who loved to slay demons.

Only in this way can one be accepted by the Four Eyes, Yixiu, Jiu Shu and other righteous people.

"Fellow Taoist is indeed my model of righteousness, I admire you with all my eyes."

"Haha, Taoist friend Four Eyes deserves a prize."

"please."

"please."

The two of them chatted and walked on the road, exchanging ideas in between.

The four eyes were finally convinced that the person in front of him was indeed a wild man without any disciples, and he did not know many basic common sense of spiritual practice.

However, for being able to practice to the current level without the guidance of a master, his qualifications are undoubtedly above his own.

Xu Rui also understood that compared with the disciples of the orthodox sect, his vision and knowledge were far behind.

For example, opening a Dharma altar, the eight basic divine mantras of Taoism, and the steps of Yu, etc., I didn’t even know.

Originally, he met Simu just to participate in the plot and take the opportunity to benefit himself.

Now he hopes to communicate more with the other party and take the opportunity to make up for his shortcomings.

The forty-mile mountain road is difficult to walk, but for the two people who practice martial arts, it is nothing.

When the sky was dark, a beautiful valley appeared not far away. As soon as Xu Rui entered, he felt that the spiritual energy here was obviously several times stronger than outside.

"It's a blessing to be friendly to the Tao, and to be able to practice in such a spiritual place."

"This is a gift from an elder in the family, not my fault."

While talking, we walked along the path to the valley.

Several acres of green rice fields came into view, and not far away there were neatly tidied vegetable puddles and opened medicinal fields.

Two wooden buildings neatly arranged and separated from each other appeared in front of them.

"Fellow Taoist, is it possible that there are others practicing here?"

At the mention of this, Shimu's face instantly dropped.

"You can't get rid of this disgusting smelly monk no matter how hard you try."

Xu Rui smiled.

Most of Master Yixiu's elders were practicing in this valley. Otherwise, the Maoshan Sect would not allow outsiders to occupy the spiritual land of their sect.

"Jia Le, Jia Le?"

Probably considering Xu Rui's presence, Taoist Priest Simu did not have a scene like in the play where he was beaten with sticks by a group of corpses.

Squeak.

The closed door opened.

A watermelon-skinned young man wearing an old waistcoat, with strong muscles and honest looks, hurriedly ran out of the wooden building on the left.

"Master, you are back."

Just as he was about to run over, he saw the tiger following Xu Rui and braked suddenly.

Looks horrified.

"What a big tiger."

Seeing how useless his apprentice was, his eyes were a little dissatisfied.

"It's embarrassing, this is your Uncle Xu's spiritual beast."

Jia Le walked over timidly.

"Master."

"Well, I'll give you a gift from Master Xu."

Although he was surprised by the other party's youth, Jia Le was not Qiu Sheng or Wen Cai after all, so he quickly clasped his fists and saluted.

"senior."

"You are Welcome."

Jiale is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and Xu Rui is twenty-five, so he can bear the title of "senior".

"Drive the body to the morgue."

"Yes, Master."

Hearing the voice, the door of the wooden building next to it also opened.

An old monk wearing yellow old monk robes, with lowered eyebrows and a kind face with a hint of joy came out.

It is none other than Master Ikkyu.

"Fellow Taoist is back?"

Facing the greeting, Taoist priest Simu snorted arrogantly and walked towards the room with eight-figure steps.

Xu Rui nodded to Master Yixiu.

After the other party returned the courtesy, he patted the tiger on the head, and the latter walked to the nearby eaves and lay down.

After entering the door, there is a shrine in the middle of the hall, which contains a clay statue of the founder of Maoshan, "Sanmao Zhenjun".

That is, Mao Ying, the Great Mao Lord, Mao Gu, the Middle Mao Lord, and Mao Zhong, the Three Mao Lords who became immortals in the Han Dynasty.

Taoist Master Simu put down his luggage and gave the Patriarch three pillars of incense before turning his head.

"The old monk next door is called Yixiu. He is a shameless old monk. Fellow Taoists should avoid dealing with him in the future to avoid falling into the trap of this old monk."

Xu Rui smiled and didn't say much.

Take him to the empty room next to him.

"This place is a bit rough, so please be patient, fellow Taoist."

"Brother Taoist, you're welcome. This place is countless times better than the ruined temple on the barren mountain."

"As long as you are satisfied, fellow Taoist, please rest here for a while. I will call you after Jiale has prepared breakfast."

"Thank you, Brother Dao."

"Haha, you and I are friends of life and death, so there's no need to be polite."

Although the two parties have only known each other for a short time, it seems that Xu Rui still has a good temper towards him.

After saying a few words, he closed the door and left.

When nothing happened, he took out the magic bag he got from the sheep demon.

Goldfinger's rating is ninth grade.

Xu Rui wasn't too surprised either.

Although it has the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building, it has already produced two magic weapons: the sheep's head staff and the bell. The former is still a ninth-grade medium magic weapon.

It can be predicted that there will not be many good things in the magic bag.

Open it and take a look.

really.

Twenty or so not-so-precious talismans.

A bottle of twelve pills, the ninth-grade low-grade power-enhancing elixir ‘Sanhuang Dan’.

A Taoist book of the eighth grade and in line with the Tao of Wind.

"Xiao Xun Yun Jue."

In addition to the Qi Refining Technique, there are also two spells behind it.

There is a nine-grade high-grade 'Wind Blade Technique', and an eight-grade low-grade technique called 'Wind Tornado'.

Looking at the names, I recalled the scene of the old sheep demon's fight, and I also understood their power and usage.

"If you have the chance, you can learn a thing or two."


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