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Chapter 42: Murder Xian Si monk, Mr. Wang's ghost appears(1/2)

It was finally difficult to send Yin Daqiang away.

At this moment, Chun Taoer's cry for help suddenly came to Lu Yuan's ears.

"Lu Yuan, on my way back from Xuanyuan Tomb, I was targeted by the monks from Renxiansi. I am now in an alley on Baihu Street, come and save me quickly."

"I and I have never been in conflict with the rivers. Why did the monks from the Human Immortals dare to touch my people? Are you impatient to live?"

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows, and an irresistible murderous aura surged into his heart.

Whoosh!

His figure shook and immediately appeared in an extremely remote alley.

I saw a monk from the Immortal Secretarius wearing a scattered scarf and a Taoist robe, pushing Chun Taoer to the corner and smiling at her with a despicable smile.

"Haha, I went out today to calculate a fortune for myself. It was a good time to go out. It was a good sign. Sure enough, I met you, a little peach tree spirit today. Your skin can be tanned into peach armor, your blood can be refined into peach talismans, and bones can be carved into exquisite peach pits. They can be sold at a good price when they are on the market, hahaha!"

"Ahhhhh! If you want to capture your aunt, I just see if you have the ability."

Whoosh!

From Chun Taoer's shoulders, sharp and thorny peach branches shot outwards, and suddenly condensed into pairs of pink fists in the air, pounding them hard towards the vulgar monk.

The despicable Taoist priest grinned and slapped his forehead.

Rumble!

Just after the despicable Taoist priest's head, a thunder rumbling, and a magic weapon that was spraying fierce arcs suddenly appeared.

This is a "thunder strikes the jujube wood sword".

The materials of magic instruments include: ivory, iron, bronze, stone, shell, etc.

Among these materials, the best is made of wood hit by lightning.

The wood hit by lightning gathers the essence of thunder and lightning from heaven and earth.

Through lightning strike, the energy of lightning is concentrated in the wood, and the lightning strike wood is made into various magic weapons. It is extremely powerful.

Among all kinds of lightning-striking trees, the century-old jujube tree is the best. The price of such a lightning-striking tree is immeasurable...

This "thunder strikes the jujube wood sword" can kill demons and eliminate evil spirits, send talisman officials, drive away lightning, and suppress evil spirits.

Since the vulgar Taoist priest obtained this sword, many vicious ghosts have been killed by this sword.

At this time, the vulgar Taoist pointed the tip of the sword at Chun Taoer's chest.

"Scale of light and light".

Puff, boom!

A fierce lightning blasted out from the tip of the sword, and Chun Taoer screamed, fell a mile away, vomiting blood.

The despicable Taoist smiled vulgarly and shamelessly stretched out his strange hand to grab Chuntao's soft breasts.

blow!

At this critical moment.

A dragon-shaped lightning blocked Chun Taoer.

That was a tall young man.

A plain face, wearing a robe of the Demon Suppression Master, and an old and quaint demon sword hanging on its waist.

"This fellow Taoist fellow Taoist, this territory is under the jurisdiction of our Demon Suppression Division, but this fellow Taoist is actually taking action on our territory privately. Isn't this rule?"

Lu Yuan helped Chun Taoer up, turned his head and stared coldly at the despicable Taoist priest.

The despicable Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, looking up and down at the ordinary Lu Yuan, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I am a monk from the Human Immortals Division. Slaying demons and eliminating demons and defending the way of heaven is the responsibility and mission of our monks. You are a little demon-squeezing master who is stepping on the horse. You are a nonsense. You dare to care about my own business..."

"Okay, I don't care, I don't care, you guys keep going!"

Lu Yuan's face turned red and white, and he seemed to lower his head aggrievedly.

"Hmph! Trash, get out quickly, don't get in my eyes, and prevent me from killing the little fairy. Be careful that you can't eat it and leave..."

The despicable Taoist priest spitted at Lu Yuan's feet in contempt.

“Yes, I’m….”

Lu Yuan silently lowered his head and walked past the despicable Taoist priest.

Suddenly, a trace of coldness like a blade flashed through his eyes.

Clang ~~

The "Demon Slayer Blade" suddenly came out of the sheath and pierced into the vulgar Taoist's chest like lightning.

"I don't care? If you dare to hurt me, I will kill you!"

Slap sex!

Before the vulgar Taoist could react.

Lu Yuan bounced his ten fingers in a row, and all the bursting dragon energy blasted into the guy's body, blowing the meridian bones in his body to pieces.

At the same time, Lu Yuan stretched out his right hand and shook out...

Puchi!

A dragon claw phantom pierced easily into the chest of the despicable Taoist priest like a thin layer of window paper.

"You, you, you and that little goblin are in the same group..."

Blood flowed from the corner of the vulgar Taoist's mouth, and an incredible look in his eyes!

"Congratulations, you answered correctly!"

Lu Yuan picked up the Demon Slayer Blade and pointed it at the Taoist priest's neck with a click.

Puff!

A bloody head rolled into dust.

Lu Yuan's movements were clean, beautiful, and neat, just like a flowing cloud and water, and it was simply a textbook-level kill.

Chun Taoer covered her mouth in shock.

This Immortal Cultivator is a great perfect golden elixir. He failed to pass a few moves under Lu Yuan. He was slaughtered like killing a pig and a dog?

In just a few days, Lu Yuan's combat power can be improved so vigorously?

"Chuntao, you have too much demonic energy. Here is a magic robe that can cover up your demonic energy, and some jewelry that can hide your demonic energy. In this way, you can lurk first and wait for the wind to pass by and you are coming to me."

"I'm leaving, what about you?"

"I have my own way to deal with it, you don't need to worry. Also, I keep this Ice Soul Cold Light Sword for you to defend yourself."

"Okay, I'll hide for a while. Brother Yuan, take care of yourself!"

Chun Taoer pursed the corners of her lips, looked at Lu Yuan deeply with her peach blossom eyes, and finally flew away reluctantly.

Lu Yuan watched Chun Taoer leave.

He turned his palms and pressed them on the soul of the vulgar Taoist priest, forcibly searching for the soul.

What this vulgar Taoist practiced during his lifetime was a powerful technique called "Nine Yang Secret Scroll".

In the past, there were powerful powers, who took the power of nine great suns, refined nine pure yang true energy, and sealed them in the "Nine Yang Secret Scroll". Whoever can refine them will be as high as the sky, with its skills soaring, and even shining like the sun.

Because the energy stored in this "Nine Yang Secret Scroll" is too huge, far beyond the range that the human body can withstand.

Therefore, for thousands of years, no one can refine it, and some people will even be unable to bear such huge energy and explode and die.

This monk hid the "Nine Yang Secret Scroll" in his soul, and originally planned to find a hidden place to practice hard for a hundred years.

But he will never have this opportunity.

This technique is extremely difficult for ordinary people to practice, but for Lu Yuan, the "Nine Yang Secret Scroll" is particularly comfortable.

The dragon is a magical object, and its body is purely yang, so the changes are unpredictable...

Lu Yuan is originally a pure yang body.

This "Nine Yang Secret Scroll" turns into nine extremely thunderous and grand energy, rushing into the body, and immediately turns into... hot qi!

The universe is dominated by Qi movement; mountains and rivers are dominated by Qi momentum.

The qi of heaven moves above, and people respond to it; the human moves below, and the weather follows it.

Only when a monk produces "qi" in his body can he truly enter the superficial stage of cultivation.

The next step he had to pass was to open up the blocked and accumulated qi meridians... Taoism calls it "lead collection".

This feeling was like a mountaineering hiker who finally arrived at the center of the mountain road, unloaded his heavy bags, and finally could whirl up the dirty air that had been held in his heart for a long time!

When his cultivation reached his level, he took action and was a fierce and domineering energy, shattering the hardest rocks thousands of miles away like pinching tofu, extremely hard.

Lu Yuan stretched his body, and had never been as comfortable as he is these days.

...
To be continued...
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