Chapter 2163 A Situation Where 0 Flowers Bloom Together

In a small village.

Aduo is learning to cook.

"Before learning how to cook, we must first learn knife skills, that is, how to cut vegetables. After that, we must learn how to select ingredients."

Li Jiaojiao gave a live demonstration.

Li Jiaojiao showed great interest and concentration in this kind of one-to-one teaching.

Moreover, the efficiency is also high.

As the day went by, Aduo could already recognize various ingredients and knew how to choose them.

"Come here, I'll teach you how to chop vegetables and throw pots."

Li Jiaojiao took the trouble to teach and enjoyed it.

With the help of her, a senior chef, A'duo made rapid progress. In just a few days, he had become a true spiritual chef, and a fourth-level spiritual chef at that.

The people in the ancient village were also protected by Li Jiaojiao.

"For the sake of safety, I decided to build a holy city here in your ancient village. It will be enough to protect your safety against the attacks of Heavenly Lords below high level."

Li Jiaojiao said.

Building holy cities is not her specialty.

But, she has it in stock.

Just before leaving the Piaomiao Holy Sect's residence, Shi Lei gave a mini city to many people, and Li Jiaojiao naturally got one too.

This is the work of Senior Brother Shi Lei!

"go!"

Li Jiaojiao threw it away, and a mini holy city appeared in the air, and slowly expanded until it became a Bagua city with a radius of ten miles, and then fell.

This city has its own defense formation.

Once turned on, it can automatically absorb the surrounding aura of heaven and earth to replenish the formation needs, which is very convenient.

It is the peak of the Sixth Rank Tianzun. It cannot be broken by continuous bombardment for a hundred thousand years. It is very stable.

“From now on, I’ll live in the city!”

Li Jiaojiao pointed at this mini holy city and said.

Heavenly Sword Sea.

An island, a hundred miles in radius.

The place was dripping with blood and covered with corpses. It was obvious that a certain family had been massacred.

In front of a high platform.

A girl with a graceful figure was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, looking at the dying person in her arms, her almond-shaped eyes filled with sadness.

"Father and mother, no..." the girl cried bitterly, "I must take revenge. I want to kill all the enemies of our Wang family!"

"Jie Jie Jie, are you dreaming?"

Behind him, there were bursts of harsh and ferocious laughter.

A group of men and horses are approaching with knives.

The leader is Quasi Tianzun.

And this graceful girl is only a hundred-level Immortal Emperor, and is no match for him at all.

"Your Wang family has offended our Moon Sea Temple. The master of the palace personally ordered you to be destroyed. By the way, Wang Xue, the most beautiful girl of the Wang family, was captured. So, you are the daughter of the head of the Wang family, Wang Xue? I heard about your physique. It's very special. If I practice dual cultivation with you, the baby born will definitely have a very strong physique. I really want to try it. It's a pity that you are destined to be dedicated to our palace master."

The Quasi-Tianzun asked with a smile.

At this moment, he held a knife in one hand and a rag in the other, gently wiping the blood on his knife.

"I...kill you!"

Wang Xue suddenly threw out a spiritual talisman. After it exploded, it condensed into a huge finger, wrapped with power close to the level of Quasi-Tianzun, and pointed towards the person.

At the same time, Wang Xue turned around and ran away.

She knew that this backhand could not injure or even kill the opponent, it could only delay time.

"I want to live and I want revenge!"

Wang Xue clenched the sword in her hand and ran away quickly.

"Little tricks."

A look of ridicule flashed across the face of the knife-wielding Quasi-Tianzun. He swung the knife and his huge finger was split in two. He immediately jumped up and killed the girl. With a light palm, he left a mark on the opponent's back. back.

"puff!"

The girl vomited blood and fell to the ground. She felt weak and could no longer move.

Tap tap tap!

In the distance, a woman wearing black clothes, a black skirt, and a black gauze hat on her head walked towards her.

"who?"

The man with the knife scolded.

The person who came didn't talk nonsense. He drew his sword and put it away.

Young girl Wang Xue soon discovered that the Quasi-Tianzun and Half-step Tianzun had fallen to the ground, and everyone covered their necks and refused to close their eyes.

"My name is Mo Ying, what's yours?"

The visitor walked up to Wang Xue, took off his bamboo hat, and revealed a snow-white face that was as beautiful as any other.

"My name is...Wang Xue."

"Would you like to be my disciple?"

"I...I do."

Wang Xue didn't know where she got the strength, so she knelt in front of Mo Ying, kowtowed and paid homage.

She recognized it.

The other party is the first generation disciple of Piaomiao Holy Sect!

Becoming a disciple to her is equivalent to joining the Piaomiao Holy Sect. Isn't revenge an easy task?

"I'm very strict." Mo Ying said.

Wang Xue knelt on the ground, his face covered with blood, and his eyes were firm, saying: "My parents' hatred is irreconcilable. No matter how strict the master is, I will stand firm."

"good, very good."

Mo Ying helped Wang Xue up, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the blood on his face.

Dusk.

A fire burned the entire island.

In the void.

Two graceful figures wearing black clothes, black skirts, and black gauze hats on their heads, one behind the other, stepped on slender flying swords and flew towards the depths of the vast Heavenly Sword Sea.

Tianjian Sea, another area.

There is a high mountain here.

There is a dojo at the top of the peak.

A man and two women are practicing swordsmanship in the dojo at the moment. Each sword energy is natural and contains the great road. With a gentle swing of the sword forward, it can break a mountain.

"Amazing!"

Practitioners around the dojo came here because of their reputation, especially the younger generation, who wanted to join the three disciples.

"Today, we are recruiting disciples."

Huo Yunjie finished his sword dance and said to everyone.

He, Lin Yuyan, and Ding Baixue sat on three thrones in the center of the dojo, looking ahead, where hundreds of young geniuses stood.

Everyone was gearing up and preparing to take the assessment.

"My sword is a sentimental sword and a sword of protection. If your swordsmanship is only used to kill people, then don't become my disciple."

Huo Yunjie announced loudly.

Many people were immediately speechless.

"start testing."

Huo Yunjie pointed to the sword in front of him, "If you hold this sword, those who are destined to become my disciples will naturally become my disciples."

Everyone looked at each other.

Later, they lined up in a long line and touched Huo Yunjie's sword one by one, but none of them reacted.

"well……"

Huo Yunjie shook his head.

It seems that these people have nothing to do with him.

Huo Yunjie sat in the dojo and continuously tested batch after batch of geniuses, but after several days there was still no result.

"Husband, it's too difficult to find disciples."

Ding Baixue couldn't help but complain.

Thousands of geniuses are tested every day. After a few days, tens of thousands of people have been tested, but no one meets the conditions.

She couldn't help but wonder if she should lower her standards.

"It's certainly difficult to find an excellent disciple, but even if you wait a long time, it's worth it."

Huo Yunjie is calm and patient.

"All right!"

Lin Yuyan and Ding Baixue looked at each other and saw the look of helplessness in each other's eyes.

They originally planned to teach one apprentice each.

Later, I felt that three people should teach one disciple. In this way, we might be able to cultivate better disciples and amaze others.

In an old mansion.

A naive girl was standing on a mound, pointing ahead, where there was a strange-looking building, and said, "Brother, do you think I can really become a master of architecture in the future?"

"Okay, I think it's good." Shi Lei nodded seriously.

He traveled everywhere.

Finally, he crossed the Tianjian Sea in advance and came to Liangzhou on the west coast, and happened to meet this little girl.

The other party is only six years old.

However, the little girl loves the study of various strange buildings, and has built various buildings herself. She also has a unique understanding of conventional buildings.

This made Shi Lei's eyes light up.

He chatted with this little girl named "Du Juan'er" for a while. Although the girl was just a human being and her cultivation was too low, the more they chatted, the more they became more and more speculative.

Especially in terms of research on battle tactics and architecture, the two of them had surprisingly consistent opinions.

"Haha, look at me."

Shi Lei pointed forward with his bare hands, and a large area of ​​the ground changed. The soil and rocks automatically combined, and soon a spire building was built on the ground.

It seems that simplicity implies domineering.

"Wow, big brother, you are so awesome!"

Du Juaner's little face is full of admiration.

"Do you want to learn?" Shi Lei asked.

"I think." Dujuan'er nodded.

"Very good, then worship me as your teacher, and I will personally teach you how to practice and build various other buildings. Of course, you have to understand the laws of reality with your heart."

Shi Lei warned him seriously.

"Cuckoo'er pays homage to Master!"

The little guy knelt on his knees and obediently bowed to Shi Lei, making Shi Lei laugh.

"I, Shi Lei, also have a disciple!"

Shi Lei looked into the distance.

In his mind, Wang Teng in another timeline appeared unconsciously. If possible, he would like to be Wang Teng's master. However, Wang Teng's way of practice is different from his, and he has no chance to become a master and disciple.

"At this time, Wang Teng has grown up a lot. I don't know if he has a fifth-level Tianzun."

Shi Lei murmured.

So, he sent a message through Xutian World and chatted with Wang Teng for a while, only to learn that the other party had just broken through to the Fourth Rank Tianzun and had now become the leader.

"Awesome, if I can go to the 626 timeline, I will definitely come and play with you."

Shi Lei was very pleased.

The little guy back then has now grown into a fourth-turn Heavenly Master, which is really not easy.

other areas.

Yan Ruyu and Ji Ziling met Jia Yulan and his party who were looking for disciples outside, so they formed a small team and came to the vast Shenzhou.

This is the territory of Wuyuan Dao Zun.

As disciples of the Piaomiao Holy Sect, they were surrounded by countless geniuses as soon as they entered this area.

"Please Fairy accept me as your disciple."

Many people knelt on the ground and shouted.

However, after touching the purple gold bell of fate, the bell was silent, which meant that there was no fate.

"These people have impure motives!"

Jia Yulan curled her lips, and with one glance, she knew that these geniuses were coveting their beauty and trying to use their help to enter the Piaomiao Holy Sect.

"Let's go to Wuyuan City."

Jia Yulan and others did not stop, and took the teleportation array directly to Wuyuan City, where they looked for disciples.

Heavenly Sword Sea.

After more than half a month of busy work, Huo Yunjie tested millions of geniuses, but no one could make his divine sword tremble, which meant that there was no relationship between master and disciple.

"Oh, it's so difficult! Madams, let's go!" Huo Yunjie chose to look elsewhere.

"Yeah, okay." The two women followed.

Liangzhou, an ancient city.

The rain fell in torrents.

A young man with sharp eyes, carrying a red coffin on his shoulders, a white cloth tied on his forehead, and dressed in white clothes, walked towards the cold and imposing mansion ahead.

"Zhao family, are you happy?"

The boy roared towards the closed door.

"Wang Chan, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame our Zhao family for being merciless. Also, put Miss Zhao Ling'er's coffin down, otherwise, your legs will be broken."

The mansion door opens.

A middle-aged man in black walked out.

In the rain, the two looked at each other from afar.

Young Wang Chan put down the coffin, pulled out a sharp sword behind him, and said: "Ling'er and I fell in love, but you forced her to marry someone else, causing her to destroy herself. Now, I want to avenge her and kill you." !”

"A mere hundred-level Immortal Emperor, are you worthy?"

The middle-aged man in black raised a hand, revealing the aura of the Quasi-Tianzun Realm. The terrifying pressure stopped the pouring rain and made Wang Chan unable to move.

"Am I not worthy? Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. Don't bully young people into poverty!"

Young Wang Chan roared.

The next moment, a powerful and ancient aura revived in his body, and he instantly raised his cultivation level to the half-step Tianzun realm, and continued to break through to reach the quasi-Tianzun realm.

"Kill you with my sword!"

Wang Chan jumped up, holding the sharp sword, and stabbed the middle-aged man in black.

"Interesting, what kind of sword is this?"

The middle-aged man frowned, stretched out two fingers, clamped Wang Chan's sword, and discovered that this object was actually a quasi-celestial weapon, and a powerful weapon spirit was born.

The other party is no less than himself!

The reason why Wang Chan broke through to the Quasi-Tianzun realm was to let the weapon spirit of this sword take over his body. Therefore, he improved his cultivation level in a short period of time, but it would also severely damage his body. After this battle, he was afraid that he would be disabled.

"Ruining yourself for a great future, stupid!"

The middle-aged man in black scolded him, and turned his other hand into a palm, hitting Wang Chan's chest hard, causing him to fly backwards and vomit blood in mid-air.

Clang!

Wang Chan held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the tip of the sword was inserted into the hard floor tiles. She supported her body and allowed the heavy rain to fall and wash away the blood from the corners of her mouth.

"For the sake of the one I love, I am willing to give up my so-called future. You don't understand!"

Wang Chan straightened her back.

"My sword is the sword of protection."

"I want to protect Ling'er."

"It's a pity... I can't do it anymore. After all, she has been killed by you. In this case, Demon Sword, I am willing to sacrifice myself and kill this person."

Wang Chan raised the magic sword high.

"I'll help you." A cold and deep voice came from the magic sword, causing Wang Chan's aura to rise again, and she raised her sword to kill the middle-aged man in black.

"Stubborn!"

The middle-aged man in black raised his hand, grabbed the magic sword, and struck out nine times with the other hand, breaking Wang Chan's body in nine places, making him like a deflated rubber ball, and his breath dropped to the original Hundred Level Immortal Emperor.

Bang!

Even the magic sword fell to the ground, and the magic light on its surface dimmed, obviously it was almost running out of energy.

"Why!"

Wang Chan was extremely unwilling.

"Because you are relying on the power of the magic sword, not your own. If you are truly in the Quasi-Tianzun realm, I will give you three points. Unfortunately, there are no ifs. Next, I will send you to reunite with the lady."

The middle-aged man in black raised his hand and was about to slap Wang Chan on the forehead and send him on his way.

However, high in the sky.

A long sword arrived in an instant, splitting the middle-aged man in black in half, and his body fell to the ground.

"who?!"

Wang Chan raised his head and saw a man and two women standing in the rain. The young man in white stretched out his hand towards him.

"Are you willing to be my disciple?"

[PS: The number of words in this chapter is 4100+. The recent plot is about the old and new inheritance. Since it is a sect style, the disciples who have grown up should also have their own disciples. In these chapters, I will write about the disciples of some key disciples. , fill in the plot. Good morning! 】