Four hundred and eighty-nine, no! Let me run away before you die
"Po Zhu, is this Yin Dingxiu reminding me of something?"
"Broken beads! Are you sure he can only thunder on top and not come down?"
"Broken beads..."
The dzi bead sends out a chill: Numb, don’t bother me!
Wang Chong had a smile on his face, and the sword light flashed around him. After a long time, he was sure that he had succeeded in showing off just now, and that Yin Dingxiu had not come down to kill him.
Yan Dzizhu sent a chill: Next time you pretend to be like this... please, especially after Daojun.
Wang Chong smiled slightly and asked: "Can Dao Lord resist Yin Dingxiu's return to the mortal world?"
Yan Dzi Bead sent a chill: No! Let me run away before you die.
Wang Chong cursed the broken bead countless times in his heart, but he put away the Yuanyang Sword with a smile on his face, slapped his head, and said with a smile: "I have to go back to the mountain to report to Uncle Xuanye about such a happy event. This time I come to Mount Emei, I’ve been harassing you a lot, so I’ll say goodbye.”
Wang Chong's Yuanyang sword merged with his body and turned into a red rainbow soaring into the sky.
Xuande only had time to shout: "More than ten years later, fellow Taoists must remember the sword fight with the Taiyi Sect!"
Wang Chong laughed loudly: "There will be no fourth sword fight! I will go to Taiyi Sect right away and pick out all the Yangzhen monks from Taiyi Sect. I am sorry that these guys lost completely. Come to the East and suffer one more humiliation."
Wang Chong is really now, there are two or three Taoist saints in the Taiyi realm, and I am not afraid of it.
As for whether it was bragging, he didn't know for sure.
"I am a major cultivator of the Yang Zhen Realm. I have the Yuanyang Sword, the Invisible Sword, the Yuanyang Sword, the Taiqing Xuanmen, and the Invisible Sword Jue..."
"I really don't believe that ordinary Taoist saints can... stop me from escaping for my life."
Wang Chong was so happy that he flew thousands of miles without thinking that he was so happy that he actually left his two disciples in Mount Emei.
He, old man, has completely forgotten that he has two apprentices.
Situ Wei and Su Qin were confused when they saw their master pretending to be cool and leaving. The two brothers and sisters whispered for a while, not sure what the master meant?
Are they allowed to spend two days in Mount Emei first? Or should we hurry up and chase the master? Or... let them do whatever they want, be free and unrestrained, and let themselves go?
There are no fourth-generation disciples in Emei Mountain, but Situ Wei and Su Qin, who are disciples of "Xiao Pili Bai Sheng", are real fourth-generation disciples of Emei. These two poor boys will call everyone they meet, "Master-Uncle, Master-Uncle". Mo Huer, this little bear, is a generation older than him.
Fortunately, Mo Hu'er was not on the mountain yet. Xuan He had spread this thing out and traveled around the world. I don't know when he would be able to enter Tiangang and become a serious cultivator.
Situ Wei was more experienced. He said to Xie Lingxun, who was appointed by Xuande to take care of them: "Master is anxious to return to the mountain to report to Grandmaster Xuanye. My junior sister and I have to thank our uncle for our hard work in the past few days."
Xie Lingxun didn't even bother, he also liked these two juniors quite a lot.
Now Xie Lingxun has also entered Tiangang, but it is still unknown how long it will take to reach the Great Evolution, and his skills are inferior to those of Situ Wei and Su Qin, so he does not show the majesty of his elders.
Situ Wei whispered to his junior sister: "We will practice hard in this mountain until Master comes to call us back."
Suqin was also helpless. How domineering was she at home?
He became a disciple of Emei Nanzong. Although he restrained his temper, it was still his own disciple. His father relented and gave him many things and begged for his favor. Xuan Ye also took care of him a little, and his life was quite comfortable.
But in Mount Emei, there are rules everywhere, and she is an outsider, so her life must be difficult.
Su Qin didn't dare to lose her former eldest lady's temper, so she agreed humbly, lowered her head and followed her senior brother with lowered eyebrows, feeling very frustrated in her heart.
Emei Nanzong, from Xuan Ye to Ouyang Tu, and then to her master "Little Thunderbolt Bai Sheng", are all so vicious that even her father, whom she relies on, is not afraid.
Fairy Suqin has developed a good habit of listening to her senior brother Situ Wei in everything.
The second soul has really returned to Xiaoqingxu Cave Heaven.
Such a good thing, if you don't tell Xuan Ye and have fun with the masters and uncles around you, wouldn't it be like walking in brocade clothes at night, with no one around to offer treasures?
Wang Chong hurried back to Xiaoqingxu Cave, and Xuan Ye naturally led him in.
In order not to be approached by his enemies, Xuan Ye hides the cave every day. Only when his disciples send a signal, he will personally control the Xiaoqingxu Cave and take his disciples home.
Xuan Ye naturally knew that this martial nephew usually had one Bingling Sword, and would only fly out three Bingling Swords unless he encountered a powerful enemy. But now the light of this sword was as brilliant as the sun, and it was completely different from the Bingling Sword. He couldn't help but become curious, and he suddenly appeared and asked, "Why did you come back so few days ago?"
Wang Chong replied happily: "When I went to Mount Emei, I suddenly got the favor of Patriarch Yin and was rewarded with a flying sword. I came here to show off to my uncle!"
Xuan Ye smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, grabbed Wang Chong, and threw him and his sword out.
The headmaster of the Southern Sect threw the little thunderbolt, closed the mountain gate, and cursed: "You bastard! Don't you know that my ancestor doesn't want to see your uncle? I have studied under my ancestor for more than a thousand years, and I haven't had a single bite. Give me the flying sword. A few decades ago, our Southern Sect only had one flying sword. Everyone would take it when they went out, and they would take turns..."
"You... you little bastard, you actually came here to show off to me?"
Wang Chong swung around in the air, stabilized his escape light, and heard a voice trembling in the void: "You bastard, I will punish you to accumulate thirty-six thousand gold and hundreds of black iron to refine it for your future disciples." sword."
Wang Chong was startled and shouted: "Uncle! The hundred-refined black iron is a spiritual material that can only be used to refine a flying sword once. Why not exchange it for the essence of hardware! The weight should be reduced to one thousand kilograms as appropriate. how?"
Xuan Ye was even more angry and thought to himself: "This bastard is actually showing off to me again, and he can't stand the hundreds of refined Xuan Iron."
The headmaster of Emei Southern Sect shouted: "The essence of hardware requires three thousand catties, not even one catty less!"
Wang Chong didn't know where he offended the master teacher. He turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have two apprentices!
This surprise was very minor, so he muttered: "Where are my two bastard apprentices?"
"By the way, I left it in Mount Emei and forgot to take it with me when I left."
He hurriedly shouted, "Uncle! I was in a hurry when I left Emei Mountain and left Situ Wei and Su Qin behind. I am too embarrassed to go back. Can you ask Senior Brother Ouyang Tu to help me bring my apprentice back?" "
Xuan Ye cursed: "Leave him there and fend for himself!" After scolding him, he ignored him again.
Wang Chong thought for a moment and thought to himself: "It's a good thing to leave my two disciples in Mount Emei, and have someone to help me guide them, and they don't have to worry about food and clothing. Just leave them for a few more years!"