Chapter 252
Yun Wuxian kowtowed again: "Third Master, Yun Wuxian is unrighteous, you have received your great kindness, and the third master never leaves you. He digs graves and digs three times. His adoptive father and brother abandons me and ignores me. You saved me. Yun Wuxian hides it from you and has an appointment with Yan Shiyi in his dream."
Ma San snorted coldly: "That's your real father. What do you two do in your dreams? What does it have to do with me? I won't be your third master."
Yun Wuxian knelt down and kowtowed to the third head: "Third Master, Yun Wuxian is unfaithful, Huang Xiaoyu sacrificed himself to save me, carrying the pressure of a mountain, but I never felt any gratitude in my heart. He saved me because you bowed and knelt down late that night."
Ma San suddenly got angry, threw the fishing rod into the river, picked up the small stool, turned around and smashed Yun Wuxian's head.
While smashing, he cursed: "You have no conscience, I should have thrown you in the ancient tomb and thrown a few stones into it. Why don't you kill a fool?"
Yun Wuxian's head was bleeding, but he let the stool hit his head, and he didn't dodge or dodge, lying on the ground without moving.
The fishing person next to him couldn't bear to see it anymore. He was about to die, so he hurriedly grabbed Ma San.
An old man in his fifties persuaded: "Brother, please calm down. Isn't your grandson wrong?"
Ma San roared: "Made, let go, I'm only forty-three."
The old man was stunned: "Uh... your grandson is so old?"
Ma San: "He is not my grandson, this little beast popped out of a stone."
Yun Wuxian kowtowed the fourth head: "Third Master, Yun Wuxian is unfilial. I don't know when I will meet again today. The third master is getting older and unable to serve tea and water beside the third master. Yun Wuxian will be a cow and a horse in his next life, and will definitely repay you."
Ma San no longer beat him.
This vulgar man, carrying a stool, stared at Yun Wuxian in a daze.
Yun Wuxian raised his head, looking tough.
Ma San's eyes turned red, his hands trembled slightly, and he came to Yun Wuxian and gently touched his head: "Where to go?"
Yun Wuxian looked at the peach wood sword in front of him: "One day I will go to Kunlun, and I will definitely call Yun Wu Zhenxian!"
In Ma San's turbid old eyes, tears flowed down, and he cried loudly: "Child, sometimes I think about it, I would rather you be by your husband, kneel down every day and be grateful."
Yun Wuxian: "The Third Master said that in this era when saying grass and mud horses are as casual as thank you, you should learn to shut up. It is better to do one thing than say a hundred words. Third Master, I won't practice swords anymore."
Ma San: "I really won't practice anymore?"
Yun Wuxian: "I really won't practice anymore."
Ma San took out the talisman, ignited it, and harshly reported Yun Wuxian, saying, "I will never see you later! Take care of each one!"
Yun Wuxian gritted his teeth, changed the words, and said, "There will be a time later, so take care of each other!"
After letting go, Yun Wuxian turned around, never looked back again, holding the peach wood sword, moving further and further.
If you have no compassion in your heart and no common people in your eyes, you should be unkind.
Huang Xiaoyu sacrificed himself to save him, but he was not grateful, and even bewitched by his biological father, and he had the idea of killing people, so he should be unrighteous.
The third master is a person who shares life and death with him, but he has hidden a great secret and should be unfaithful.
If you cannot fulfill your filial piety, your elders are old and young people travel far away, you will have no future in this life, so you should be unfilial.
But this young man who has no compassion in his heart and no common people in his eyes has saved the lives of the entire Jiangcheng and even the lives of all living beings in the mortal world.
This young man who had never felt grateful to Huang Xiaoyu heard that his beloved woman was proposed to marry and danced swords constantly. He heard that there were twelve true immortals in Kunlun who came to earth, but never danced swords again.
This unfaithful and treacherous villain, after hearing the insidious biological father of countless evil gods in the underworld, was still able to uprighten his mind and did not do any wrong things.
This unfilial young man may not be able to fulfill his filial piety, but he always remembers every command from the Third Master, such as obeying the imperial edict and following the order.
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On the top of Kunlun, on the sword-control platform, the twelve true immortals stood in the air, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and auspicious auras circling thousands of miles above the sky.
Kunlun bowed and knelt down, not daring to speak loudly, for fear of shocking the people in the sky.
The true immortal spoke, and the immortal power was everywhere, and every word was like the law.
“When there is good wine to drink.”
Suddenly, in the hands of the twelve true immortals, each with a pot of fine wine.
"When there is a fairy dancing."
Suddenly, a hundred fairy phantoms appeared on the sword controversy platform, dancing in the air, and spreading flowers continuously.
"When there is a divine beast as a mount."
Suddenly, a divine beast appeared under each true immortal, either a green dragon, a pixiu, a kirin, or a white dragon...
"We are waiting for the twelve immortals to come down to earth, and no one can stop us from the world. First kill Huang Xiaoyu and destroy the people of Jiangcheng to serve as a warning to others, so that they can know that immortals cannot be humiliated. Then rob the Tianfu Armory, the gods block the gods, and the Buddhas block the Buddhas!"
The Kunlun disciple shouted: "The god blocks the gods! The Buddha blocks the Buddhas!"
True Immortal: "You believe in us and you will be able to live eternal life. When you return, you will be given the opportunity to become an immortal, so that you can ascend to heaven within ten years and be free and free."
The Kunlun disciple was as excited as if he had chicken blood injected: "Thank you, Lord Zhenxian."
"Okay, let's lead the way and go to Jiangcheng. Let's see what an amazing person has come out of the mortal world that he dares to kill my heavenly messenger."
However, at this moment, a young man, carrying a peach wood sword, was slowly climbing up the mountain.
He Weidao wondered: "Who is this person? How did he find this place? I, Kunlun Immortal Sect, hidden behind the formation, people in the world searched for immortals but did not see the true mountains, and were only at the top of Kunlun in the ordinary world. How did he find it? Well? It turns out that he has cultivation, and it is quite good. He is a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage. He is so young, when did such a rising star come out in the world?"
A little disciple seemed to remember something, stunned and exclaimed: "Uncle Yasheng, isn't this the boy who came to seek immortality a few years ago? Yun Wuxian! Yes, Yun Wuxian! He and Ma San came together. You also asked Ma San to kneel down and give you the toes, and use urine to fool them into the immortal water, and also deceived them three immortal swords..."
He Youdao had a calm face: "Shut up!"
Everyone squinted their eyes and looked at Yun Wuxian.
Everyone is arrogant and arrogant. With the support of the twelve true immortals behind him, who would look down on garbage like Yun Wuxian?
The peach wood sword is good, tsk, barely considered a top-grade magic weapon on earth.
Well, his cultivation is not bad, and in more than half a year, he actually became the God Transformation Stage. But so what? Can you beat the twelve true immortals?
What is this kid doing today?
Was he killed himself?
Yun Wuxian was not here to die.
He is here to count.
He came to everyone, looked up at the sky, and like a fool, he stretched out his fingers and looked at the true immortals in the sky, counting one by one: "One...two...three...ten...eleven...twelve...well, it's great, there's no shortage of any."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!