Chapter 75 The Power of the Black Mountain Old Demon (Please Collect! Please Recommend!)

In less than a month, Yan Chixia sighed in her heart that she had cultivated the obscure fencing technique to such an extent with Wang Sheng's age and cultivation level, that she really deserved to have a relationship with that mysterious shopkeeper.

"Impossible, impossible, how is it possible." Yimei Daoist looked at Wang Sheng obsessively, and murmured differently as if possessed by a demon.

Yan Chixia regained consciousness, he frowned, and shouted, "Still awake!"

Daoist Yimei shook his body, then he turned his head slowly, with a bitter expression on his face, he suddenly knelt down on his knees, "Master, this apprentice has shamed you old man, I really have no face to see Master again." He suddenly choked with sobs, "I also ask the master to drive me out of the sect. If the apprentice has a destiny in the next life, I will worship under the master's door again and do my filial piety for the master."

After speaking, he kowtowed to Yan Chixia three times in a row, then knelt down and couldn't get up, his body trembling constantly.

Yan Chixia was silent, he knew that Yimei's idea probably didn't appear just now, but he just took advantage of this opportunity to say it.

His apprentice was proud and arrogant when he was young, he has always practiced martial arts with ease, and he has been among the first in the world in a short period of time, but his cultivation is different from martial arts mentality. He has been in contact with cultivation for nearly twenty years, and he really has no talent. , coupled with the help from time to time as his master, he couldn't even advance to the next level.

Naturally, his haughty personality couldn't bear this humiliation, and he probably came to Shaolin this time to fight for a chance.

Staring at Yimei, he suddenly said: "You think little master Huiming just exerted a few layers of strength." The voice was indifferent, implying that Wang Sheng did not exert all his strength.

Daoist Yimei shook his body, and he looked up at Wang Sheng in disbelief.

Wang Sheng looked at Yan Chixia, but saw Yan Chixia nodding to him, he thought for a while and raised three fingers.

Thirty percent! Eyebrows and pupils shrunk slightly, and then he smiled miserably, as if he had suddenly aged a lot, his head lowered weakly.

Yan Chixia shook her head expressionlessly.

"Forget it, now that you have lost your Dao heart, I will treat you as if you never said what you said just now. You can come to find me again in a hundred days. If you still choose to be kicked out of the door by me, then I, Yan Chixia, will pretend that I have never met you like this." apprentice!"

Yimei trembled all over, he knew that the master must be extremely disappointed in him.

The next moment Yan Chixia waved her hand, and a ray of light wrapped around the body of Taoist Yimei, and then the light fell down the clouds with Yimei and disappeared quickly.

Yan Chixia stared blankly at the distance and didn't regain consciousness for a long time.

"Fellow Daoists, you don't need to worry too much. Although your apprentice in the Poor Daoist Temple is not talented enough, you still have a solid Dao heart. After going through this test, you may still have a chance to be promoted." Gu She comforted.

Yan Chixia shook her head, "Whether he can pass this level is entirely up to him. If he is really firm in his pursuit of the Tao and has a real chance of promotion, so what if Yan will do everything to make up for his talent!" He felt Holding the white jade talisman in his arms, imagining the countless treasures of heaven and earth in that mysterious place, he looked at Wang Sheng, as long as he took good care of little master Huiming, he would have the chance to enter that mysterious place again.

Presumably it is not a lie to replenish talent at that time!

Gu She was slightly taken aback, and wanted to add that talent is something that cannot be obtained without being a genius. Does Yan Chixia have such a rare treasure in her hands?

Sensing the meaning contained in Yan Chixia's eyes, Wang Sheng understood in his heart, but he was only playing the role of a superior junior, he just clasped his hands together and did not speak.

At this time, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Everyone who is supposed to be here has come. Now that the time is approaching, why don't you show up and discuss some countermeasures." The sound was like thunder, and some clouds were shattered, and then a black robe slowly emerged from the center of the sea of ​​clouds. silhouette.

The voice fell and no one answered.

After a long while, an old sneer sounded, "What's there to discuss, the avenue is ahead, and each of us can fight for it."

"Old man Scorpio, Grandma Guitong, as Yan expected, these old monsters are here." Behind Yan Chixia's scabbard, the intent of the sword slowly gathered.

"It's all just random cultivators with wishful thinking!" Gushe said disdainfully.

Yan Chixia narrowed her eyes and looked at Gu She, "Fellow Taoists, you should know that not all casual cultivators are like ghosts, and those so-called orthodox sects may not be here."

"Empty cultivation base but no Dao heart, in the eyes of poor Taoists, they are all casual cultivators." Gu She said flatly.

There was an argument between them and they didn't mention it, the two masters of casual cultivation started, and then several voices continued to sound, and their figures were revealed.

On the cloud opposite to Wang Sheng, a small and exquisite purple pavilion slowly emerged, a small boat appeared on the left, and then a few rays of light slowly appeared in the cloud, look carefully, and bring the disciples and servants behind them, there are dozens of figures exposed.

"Six Dao Jindan level masters, more than a dozen Dao Primordial Spirit cultivators, counting those who have not appeared, I am afraid that there are not so many high-level casual cultivators in the monastic world." Yan Chixia glanced at Gushe.

Gu She was expressionless.

"Hey, isn't there an righteous Taoist friend who came out to host the show?" The Scorpio old man who was the first to speak before said with a dark smile. He is one of the six masters of the Dao Jindan level, and he speaks without any scruples.

"Those Righteous Daoist friends are now blocked at the door of their homes by an edict from the little emperor. The task of rescuing the Buddhist eminent monks can be placed on us." The Taoist casual cultivator on the boat laughed.

"Fellow Daoist said that Buddhist eminent monks are trapped in the Pure Land, and we still need to break through the Pure Land to rescue them. This task is really not easy!" The old man Scorpio nodded seriously.

"Old Daoist Scorpio, if you asked us to come out just to listen to your nonsense, then you'd better avoid it." The voice was old and hoarse, it was the ghost-eyed grandma in the purple pavilion before.

"That's right, Fellow Daoist, don't talk nonsense, I can't wait." A large black cloud suddenly floated slowly, and the voice from it was low and gloomy.

Montenegrin old demon! Wang Sheng's eyes were fixed, and Gu She beside him also had a strange look in his eyes. She recognized that this person was the avatar who attacked Wang Sheng that day.

Back then when she smashed a clone, she didn't think much of it, but now that she saw the deity, she suddenly found that the black cloud was condensed by black flames, and a breath of destruction spread endlessly. , but gave her a vague sense of threat.

"Hey, you're still so ostentatious, old Black Mountain demon. I haven't seen you for a long time. Your primordial spirit looks even more delicious." Scorpio old man smiled slyly, but anyone who knew him knew that he was moved with fear.

"Okay, since everyone is eager to save the eminent monks of the Buddhist sect, the poor Taoist will not waste your time. To tell you the truth, the poor Taoist has found a contemporary magic fortune teller for the Buddhist sect, and he told the poor Taoist that the Shaolin Pure Land is in great danger. However, Pindao also learned the exact location of the Pure Land, hehe." He looked at everyone and smiled.

"You actually found the magic fortune teller!" Grandma Guitong exclaimed.

"What's the crisis, where is the location." The Montenegrin old demon whispered.

"Hey, old demon of Montenegro, you are too impatient. Could it be that this pure land opportunity is related to your enlightenment." The old man of Scorpio had a lot of meaning.

The old black mountain demon didn't speak, but everyone could feel a great will accompanied by the scorching high temperature to overwhelm everyone. Wang Sheng was shocked, and faced the old black mountain demon in person, only then did he know how powerful he was, and he could use his primordial spirit Realm unleashes malice among a group of Dao Jindan masters, obviously not looking for death.