"Destroy my sect and break my Taoist roots?"
Daoren heard such ruthless words and laughed, "You dare to say that you will destroy my Banyun sect with your cultivation without opening your meridians? You are too arrogant."
Yuan JIngqing raised his voice and said, "If I can't do it today, I will do it in the future. I am a disciple of Shangde Temple, I only need to raise my arm and call for help and there will be thousands of people who will come to help. I don't believe that I can't destroy you all."
The old Taoist priest's countenance changed abruptly. Even though he was not afraid of ordinary mortals, he was rather fearful of Shangde Immortal Master who had been cultivating in Mount Qing He for more than two hundred years. Before he came out, his master had also reminded him not to provoke this person. It was obvious that this person's cultivation was very high.
His face revealed a ruthless expression. If that was the case, then he couldn't let this person escape. He scolded, "Junior, I saw that you have an extraordinary aptitude and kindly pointed out a bright path for you. If you come under my tutelage, you will also be able to cultivate. Since you don't appreciate my kindness, I can only accept you and then kill that county officer father of yours to remove the root of this disaster."
As he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve and a cloud of black smoke flew out. It was filled with a murderous aura and there seemed to be the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves.
When Yuan JIngqing heard that his words involved his father, he immediately had the intention to kill. Even though he had fought demons before, this was the first time he saw such a strange technique and he didn't know how to deal with it.
But his character was resolute, he dared to fight with his life on the line. Instead of retreating, he pressed his legs together and the horse under him suddenly leaped forward, bringing with it a gust of wind as it charged towards the old Taoist.
Daoren snorted. Even though he had been cultivating for many years, his opponent was not an ordinary scholar. If a man and a horse were to collide, he would not be able to withstand it. In fear, he dodged to the side to avoid it.
When Yuan JIngqing was about to collide with the black smoke, he immediately jumped down from the saddle. At the same time, he took out a pair of short spears from his victory hook. When he landed on the ground, he raised his hand and threw one of the spears in Daoren's direction.
After finishing this action, he took the short bow from his back and shot three arrows in a row. Then, without stopping, he held the other short spear and rushed forward with the momentum of a sprint.
This series of actions was used by the elite soldiers in the army when they fought against the demons. Now that he was using it, it was also unusually fierce.
After a few steps, the horse was wrapped in black smoke. There was a mournful cry. He fell to the ground, and in less than two or three breaths, his flesh and blood turned to mush, leaving behind only a pale white skeleton.
However, he didn't even bother to look at it. His footsteps did not slow down at all.
After Daoren dodged to the side. He blew lightly. Just as he was about to cast a spell to counterattack, the three arrows arrived.
His expression froze. He recognized that these arrows were used by the army to kill demons. There was a strong poison on them. Even if it was a Demon King, if he was shot, his muscles and bones would become weak and it would be hard for him to fight again. Therefore, he didn't dare to let it touch his body, and could only dodge again.
At this moment, Yuan JIngqing took the opportunity to get close. He puffed up a gust of inner Qi in his chest and blew it out. With a "wu wu" sound, a strong gust of wind blew across the ground.
Daoren was originally dodging, but when he was pushed by that gust of air, he instantly staggered.
Yuan JIngqing took this opportunity and leaped over. He thrust his spear forward and stabbed it right into his chest, going half a foot deep.
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist let out a muffled groan and only took two steps back before he steadied himself. He turned his hand and grabbed the spear's body. At the same time, he raised his sleeves and looked like he was going to use his previous skill again.
Yuan JIngqing tried to pull his spear back, but he couldn't. Seeing that the situation wasn't good, he reacted quickly and simply pushed the spear forward.
Daoren was caught off guard and couldn't help but fall back a few steps. His movements were also messed up.
Yuan JIngqing let go of the spear, and with a "qiang" sound, he pulled out his knife and chopped down.
Daoren awkwardly dodged, but his steps were messed up. He realized that he couldn't retreat anymore, or else he might die under the knife. He didn't care that his body was slanted, he raised his finger and shouted, "Go!"
As soon as he said that, the hairpin on his head suddenly turned into a black light and flew out.
Yuan JIngqing was shocked. If he used his knife to block the attack, he had a high chance of blocking it. But if he did that, the advantage he gained earlier would be gone. When Daoren regained his breath, he would definitely die. He gritted his teeth and allowed the black light to pierce his chest, but he still stood up straight.
Daoren saw that his hair was tied up and nothing happened to him. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
How could Yuan JIngqing let go of such a good opportunity? He shouted and swung his arms, a knife light swept across!
Pu chi, a head flew up, the headless body swayed a few times and fell to the ground.
After killing Daoren, he didn't let his guard down. He retreated a dozen steps and looked up at the sky. He didn't know when, but the strange bird had disappeared.
After waiting for more than a hundred breaths, he didn't see any reaction from the corpse. He knew that it was dead. He relaxed and couldn't help but feel exhausted.
He slowly retreated to the side of a tree and sat down. He pulled out the hairpin from his chest and reached into his bosom to take out a Taoist book.
Thinking back to the battle Just Now, it could be said that his life was hanging by a thread. He had a lingering fear. If it wasn't for this book, he would have died.
He didn't know what this book was made of, but it was not damaged after being pierced by the hairpin.
He thought to himself, "This Daoren has special skills. If I didn't fight him with my life on the line, I would have died."
As he was thinking, his eyes swept across the corpse. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
He changed his mind and forced himself to get up. He walked forward and grabbed Daoren's clothes. He was surprised to find that his chest and arms were covered with thick white hair.
"Demon?"
He was shocked. He suddenly thought of something and turned his head. He didn't know when the head on the ground had turned into a bird's head.
"Isn't this the strange bird Just Now? If that's the case, that so-called Perfected Man Banyun might be a demon too. "
Because the Daoist said that the location of Half-Cloud Celestial was in the direction of the county office, he wanted to go back and inform his father. However, this might delay his business. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to head north first.
"I'll go to Mount Qing He. This time, I must ask the celestial master to bestow me a wonderful technique and learn the divine skills. After I succeed, I'll share it with the people. Together with me, we'll wipe out the evil sects in this world and sweep away the evil Qi in the human world. We'll return the world to a bright and peaceful world! "
Because he had used up too much energy, he sat down and prepared to adjust his breathing and Qi to recover some of his strength before continuing on his journey. However, when he circulated his technique, he felt the Qi in his body being activated. It was like a spring gushing out from the ground. It was different from the past.
After an unknown period of time, his body shook. The sound of gold and jade rang in his ears. In a split second, a ray of light flew out from his body and enveloped him. Looking from afar, it was like the rising sun.
At the same time. In the sky. Zhang Yan, who was meditating on the dragon carriage, sensed something. He opened his eyes and quietly observed the changes in the Heavenly Dao. Finally, he smiled, "The fate of this continent has been completed. It's time to leave."
On the North Mountain Road of Changping County, Yuan Jingqing had already woken up from his meditation. He felt as if he had broken free from a layer of shackles. He felt light and comfortable, as if he wanted to fly. It was as if he could fly away with the wind as soon as his feet touched the ground.
He instantly knew that he had crossed the threshold. From now on, he was no longer a mortal. "If I can't live forever, no matter how high my cultivation is, it's all an illusion. This time, I'm going to seek Dao. I must ask the celestial master to bestow me the method to live forever."
After he made up his mind, he led the other horse over and hung the monkey head on the horse's head. Then, he flipped onto the horse and with a wave of his whip, he was on his way again.
After running for more than ten miles, he heard a voice in the sky, "Which family are you from? Did you kill my disciple? ‘
Yuan JIngqing pulled on the reins and stopped the horse. He raised his head and saw a cloud in the sky. On it sat a Daoist in hemp garments. However, this person only had the upper half of his body. From his waist down, there was nothing. At this moment, he was glaring at Yuan JIngqing.
His heart skipped a beat. Flying in the sky was very similar to the methods of the celestials in the legends.
Ever since he opened his meridians and broke through, he restrained his aura. He cupped his hands and bowed, "May I know who is the celestial master's disciple?"
The Daoist in hemp garments looked at the bird demon's head and said angrily, "It's tied to your horse. Do you still dare to play dumb?"
When Yuan JIngqing heard this, he immediately kept his respectful words and sneered, "So you're that half-cloud immortal? That's right. I killed this bird demon with my own hands. Such a harmful demon should be punished. If I meet him again, I'll kill him. "
The Daoist in hemp garments said angrily, "How dare you! Since you killed it, you'll have to pay with your life. "
He was originally a disciple of Xuan Zhao Palace. Back then, he tailed the dragon carriage all the way here. However, when he was trying to break through the forbidden area, he was ambushed by his junior apprentice brother and fell into the sea. Luckily, he had a rare treasure with him, so he was lucky enough to survive. Later on, he encountered a monster in the sea and had his legs bitten off. Although he had survived for more than two hundred years, his cultivation had been reduced by more than ten percent. His temperament had also become very bad.
The reason why there were so many Bird Demons in Changping County was not unrelated to the fact that he had secretly passed on his skills. He had done so for the sake of the Bird Demon who could carry him across the sea and back to the abode of immortals once his cultivation was accomplished. The Bird Demon who had been killed was the one who had benefited the most from this. How could he not be furious?
Just as he was about to use his mana to pull Yuan JIngqing up, he heard a dragon's roar in the sky. Before he could react, he felt the world spinning. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had been thrown into the sea and there were giant cliffs all around him.
He was shocked and said, "Oh no, why are we here?"
He knew that his junior apprentice brother had not left all these years and was now cultivating on the sea. Just as he was about to escape, he heard a surprised voice from afar, "So senior apprentice brother is not dead. Since you're here, why are you in a hurry to leave? I'll treat you well."
Yuan JIngqing knew that he could not fight against the Daoist in hemp garments and thought that it would be difficult for him to escape. However, suddenly, the person was wrapped up by a cloud and disappeared.
Just as he was surprised, he saw a dragon carriage coming from the sky. A black-robed Daoist was sitting in it and there was a child standing beside him. When he looked up, the Daoist's eyes met his and he was stunned.
The child stood up and said, "Yuan JIngqing, didn't you want to go up the mountain to seek Dao? Now that your teacher is in front of you, come up and greet him."
Yuan JIngqing's body trembled as if he had just woken up from a dream. He immediately bowed and said excitedly, "Disciple greets teacher."
Zhang Yan looked down and said, "Yuan JIngqing, you were originally a spiritual plant from outside the sky. Because I accidentally fell into the mortal world, you were reincarnated as a human. You and I are considered to have karma and we need to have a master-disciple relationship. Today, I want to drive the carriage back to the mountain, but the journey is long. Are you willing to go back with me?"
Yuan JIngqing hesitated and said, "Of course I'm willing. However, I still have parents and I'm afraid that I won't be able to be filial after I'm far away."
Zhang Yan nodded and said, "Filial piety is the right thing to do. Since that's the case, I'll give you two things."
He raised his hand and pointed. A golden light fell and went into the space between his eyebrows. He said, "This is a scroll of Daoist book. You can study it in detail. When you're done with filial piety, you can activate the talisman and come to Dong Hua to find me."
Yuan JIngqing quickly bowed and thanked him. Under his gaze, the dragon carriage rode on the clouds and gradually disappeared into the sky until it disappeared.
On the ancient path on the cliff, there was only a young man standing there. He looked into the sky and did not leave for a long time.
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