Chapter 1015 Sharpening the Knife

Chapter 1015 Sharpening the Knife

The gatekeeper looked at the old sage with a little surprise, and was quite horrified by the dragon-tiger chariot.

The servant was surprised and said: "It's you..."

"Do you know us?" asked the old sage.

"It was you who asked the Mud Dragon Gang to embarrass my host almost a year ago."

The servant recognized the old sage and the young nobleman, and said vigilantly and seriously: "What are you doing here again?"

Wen Zhaowu stepped forward and said: "Please report to me, little brother."

"My senior brother wants to see that Taoist friend."

Zhao Jing immediately knew what the other party meant.

Who else could that Taoist friend be except the old immortal.

Looking at the dragon and tiger beasts exuding an ancient aura, Zhao Jing was frightened and took a half step back.

The person sitting in the beast cart must be a big shot. At the very least, the other party's strength is definitely not comparable to that of the young man. I think the other party is looking for the elders of the sect.

This is to seek revenge in their territory.

Zhao Jing knew that the other party could smash him into mud with one punch, but he still had no intention of opening the door.

He refused at once, saying, "Please go back. The old immortal has not seen any guests for half a year."

The dragon and tiger roared.

Plop.

Zhao Jing fell to the ground.

He was trembling and did not get up.

A voice fell, and Zhao Jing was lifted up: "Tianmen Holy Land, the descendant of the Sun and Moon King, Chu Xingluo, came to discuss the Dao."

"Please let them in."

The ethereal and hoarse voice came.

Zhao Jing said, "The old immortal has agreed to see you, please."

"The gate of our temple is so wide, your chariot..."

Before Zhao Jing finished speaking, a young man wearing a mixed gold long chaos robe and a yin and yang golden crown on his head had walked down the ancient battlefield.

He looked like a young man, but he was not as lively as a young man should be.

He was very serious and very steady.

This was Wen Zhaowu's senior brother, Chu Xingluo of Tianmen Holy Land.

When Chu Xingluo raised his hand, the dragon and tiger chariot shrank rapidly, and in a short while it had turned into a seal that he put into his sleeves.

"Let's go. I've wanted to meet this guy for a long time."

Chu Xingluo stepped forward, as if he should be in the front, and he also waited for others to go first.

Wen Zhaowu and Laosheng He quickly followed.

Laosheng He was afraid of Tushan Jun. He had really fought with Tushan Jun and understood how terrible he was.

Wen Zhaowu also knew about this, but he still brought his senior brother with him. Not only could he not disobey, but he also wanted to see which side was stronger. He admitted that Tushan Jun was powerful but also had his own little thoughts.

The senior brother in front of him had obtained the inheritance of the ancient king, and he was an invincible existence in the young generation of the Holy Land.

He felt that Senior Brother Chu would not lose at all.

How could a cultivator who came from a wild path and had no background be compared with the Tianjiao of a big sect?

Chu Xingluo, who took away the Dragon and Tiger Ancient Chariot and moved forward, did not know what his junior brother was thinking. He couldn't wait to take a look at the cultivator who practiced Yin and Yang Dao mentioned in the message.

After a while.

Chu Xingluo arrived at the main hall.

Inside the hall.

A Taoist in black and red robes sat upright.

He stood up when they arrived.

Chu Xingluo strode forward, stopped in front of the hall door, and carefully looked at the monk standing in the shadow.

The monk had red hair tied up by a black crown.

A pale face and two horns on his head.

At first glance, Chu Xingluo thought that the other party was a demon. At second glance, he no longer thought so. He felt the unique spiritual power of the way of life and death from the other party. It was an indescribable feeling. At third glance, the spiritual power disappeared, and the Taoist standing in front of him no longer had any fluctuations, like an ordinary person.

"It's better to hear about it than to meet."

"Daoyou!"

Chu Xingluo felt a little disappointed.

He was looking for a Yin-Yang Taoist monk. How could such an obvious life and death Taoist monk discuss Taoism with him?

He now had more doubts about the accuracy of the news, and even began to doubt whether the magic medicine was real. Could it be just an attractive cover?

The Taoist didn't argue, and said calmly: "Have you heard of me?"

Chu Xingluo said frankly: "I have heard of you."

"Cui Jianlu said you are a great enemy, and Liu Yanghe of the Hehuan Sect said you should not be underestimated, and said you are guarding a magical medicine, so I came."

"I came to ask you!"

"Hehuan Sect?"

The Taoist's eyes, black and red like the collapsed star abyss, flashed with memories, and then he came back to look at the monk in robes: "You know everything, aren't you afraid of being used as a gun?"

Chu Xingluo sneered and said: "I just want to come."

"It's meaningless to test it.

"If it works, it works, and if it doesn't, it doesn't work. No matter how much you test, it's useless. It's better to be straightforward. This is what Cui Jianlu and Liu Yanghe said in front of me, I won't change a word. "

Chu Xingluo thought Tu Shanjun had some concerns, but he openly popularized science: "You don't have to be afraid. "

"It's about the fight between the Dao Sect and the Ancient Immortals Building. As a member of the Xuan Sect, I still squeezed in.

"Those old seniors, under the care of the two families, will not attack you so early."

Tu Shanjun laughed, and the look in his eyes never changed: "Do you mean that you want me to be a whetstone for the younger generation of the Dao Sect and the Ancient Immortals Building?"

"Not just you."

"It's us, we are each other's whetstones."

Chu Xingluo hugged his shoulders and said calmly: "Geniuses are common, as long as a thousand years, as short as a hundred years, and this is another third-step genius. Many people are unwilling to step into the third step because they want to accumulate to the limit in the second step, and then jump from one limit to another, which will prolong the practice time, otherwise..."

He didn't finish his words, but Tu Shanjun knew what he meant.

In fact, ever since I heard the words of those great disciples in the Eastern Wilderness, I understood that cultivation is not difficult for many monks, but becoming a great monk is difficult.

For the birth of a great monk, many people will die. No matter how talented they are, they will just be a pile of withered bones on the road to immortality.

Chu Xingluo saw it clearly.

It's going to end anyway, so take action earlier and wait until you have the upper hand, so as not to look bad and go wrong when you catch the duck.

Chu Xingluo looked at Tu Shanjun and said, "Fellow Taoist, please take action."

"If you are afraid, hand over the magic medicine. You leave through the back door, and I will take care of the rest."

The red-haired Taoist said in a long voice: "Thank you."

"Fellow Taoist, have you figured it out?"

"I figured it out."

"Please step aside."

The red-haired Taoist shook his head slightly: "Thank you for letting me know something, but I can't let it go."

"Become my enemy and you will die!"

Tu Shanjun laughed loudly. Chu Xingluo of Tianmen Holy Land did have the confidence and strength to say this, but in Tu Shanjun's opinion, he was still a little behind.

He slowly opened his mouth and said: "If my fellow Taoist hadn't solved my doubts, I would have been a little more worried. Therefore, if you are my enemy, I will spare your life."

Wen Zhaowu shouted: "Bold!"

But when he saw Chu Xingluo raising his hand, his face was frosty, he could see the anger, and he suppressed his anger and said: "What a madman!"

The two qi of dragon and tiger form a Tai Chi diagram.

Yin and Yang work together!

Buzz.

The road is coming.

The yin and yang millstone is like the divine light reflecting the holy king.

The red-haired Taoist sitting motionless is like the manifestation of a wheel that has not changed since ancient times.

Chu Xingluo, who activated his magical power, was shocked.

Under the rotation of the red-haired Taoist's yin-yang millstone, he did feel a terrifying energy.

It is an extremely profound but completely different yin and yang. It is not the same as the dragon and tiger Tai Chi diagram behind him, but it should be of the same origin.

"good!"

Chu Xingluo shouted loudly, applauding and frowning at the same time.

Why did he feel that the red-haired Taoist in front of him was just a showman?

There is a way but no skills.

There is no foundation for cultivation.

It seemed that he could only urge the Great Dao to descend, but could not display any further magical powers.

"Fellow Taoist, you despise me so much?!" Chu Xingluo was furious.

Tu Shanjun, who was sitting in the hall, didn't say anything. It had to be said that Chu Xingluo had good taste.

Tu Shanjun now has the right but no skills.

Without enough mana to activate magical powers, the ability to manifest the great millstone is already very limited. But he couldn't just let the other party pass by without doing anything.

Chu Xingluo strode forward.

A punch was delivered.

The dragon and tiger turned into the galloping sun and moon.

The sun and moon cross the sky, and yin and yang work together.

King Fist!

Boom.

Bang! ! !

A fist clashed with him, stopping Chu Xingluo's steps abruptly.

But both of them took two or three steps back at this moment.

It can be clearly seen that the figure of the red-haired Taoist is on the verge of collapse.

Chu Xingluo shouted: "There is a way but no skills. Let's see how long you can hold on!"

"Why do you need the old god to support me? I will defeat you!"

A ray of divine light tore from the void, like crossing the ancient river of time. The dark man, who was more than six feet tall, landed on the ground, raised his hands to Tu Shanjun, and said: "Fortunately, I have succeeded in my body and soul. I didn't expect a strong enemy to come to my door. It’s too late.”

Tu Shanjun smiled and nodded: "It's not too late, it's just right."

Chu Xingluo asked coldly: "Who are you, here to disrupt the situation?!"

Shou He looked at Tu Shanjun.

The figure of the red-haired Taoist suddenly turned into black and red mist and swept away.

Shouhe opened the Zunhun flag.

The three-foot soul flag turned into one foot.

With the flow of Qi and blood, inside the soul flag, the Taoist under the tree in a temple in Hangtian City slowly opened his eyes, looked up to the sky, and suddenly flew away.

call!

The huge iron-like flag swung past, then slowly drooped.

The banner seemed to have turned into a door.

Endless mist evaporates.

A blue-white ghost hand stretched out from the whirlpool and grabbed the edge of the banner.

Oval purple-black nails are carved into the banner cloth.

Immediately afterwards, the iron boots fell to the ground, and a monk with a green face and fangs in a black and red robe walked out of the banner door and stood in the lobby, looking sideways under the divine light.

Silence!

The big ghost with a green face and fangs suddenly spoke.

The fangs moved slightly.

The hoarse voice sounded like it had not been spoken for a long time.

"He is the Lord of the Soul Banner!"

…

Yuanyang domain.

Unknown land.

In front of the elevated furnace.

The monk with a hooked nose and a sinister face stopped what he was doing, stood up and asked: "Senior, is it time for us to set off?"

"It's time."

What was left to the hook-nosed monk was a tall figure with a huge bamboo hat on his head. It was not clear whether the bamboo hat was huge or the head of the person wearing the bamboo hat was bigger.

The monk in the bamboo hat turned slightly and said: "Let's go to the forbidden land!"

"I think I should be able to meet your master this time."

"Ha ha."

The hook-nosed monk also laughed twice.

The laughter of one big and one small made the devil beside him shudder.

I don’t know if it’s to the laughter or to the person I’m about to meet.