Pushing the heavens horizontally starts from the wind and clouds

Chapter 438 Give you a piece of hair, you can cut the pinnacle of a martial saint
"Xiao Anran, this is my master, a Taoist ancestor."

Seeing Xiao Anran, Bai Ziyue also showed the same expression as him before, and there was a bit of emotion in his eyes.

Seen from the side, his master has the same majesty as Fang Xiandao's Dao ancestor.

"Daozu came, I don't know what I need to do, it is my honor to be able to do things for Daozu."

Xiao Anran spoke respectfully, unable to take his eyes off Su Li.

He knew that this was the greatest opportunity he had ever had in his life, and being able to personally see the Dao Ancestor's Heaven and Earth Dharma Statue would have unimaginable benefits to his cultivation.

If he can let go of everything in the world and follow this Taoist ancestor for a long time, I am afraid that he will be able to reach a further distance on the road of practice in the future.

"I'm here this time, first to meet the Taoist ancestor that Fang Xiandao enshrines, and second, to see if there are any Taoist disciples who are destined for me. If there is a destiny, I don't mind accepting an outer disciple. "

Su Li opened his mouth, his gaze still sizing up Fang Xiandao's Daoist.

"Received as an outer disciple? I don't know if the disciple has a fate with the Taoist ancestor. The disciple is also a disciple of the Taoist sect."

Xiao Anran's heart was pounding, and at this moment, he felt that a golden road seemed to be in front of him.

So he ignored his body of several decades, and hurriedly bowed, the urgency in his eyes could be seen by anyone.

This is also normal.

As long as he can worship this Taoist ancestor as his teacher and pass on a few moves at will, he can surpass the past and his strength will advance by leaps and bounds.

It was something he couldn't refuse.

"Your body is too fragile and can be beheaded at will. As for your soul, it has not yet survived the thunder disaster, and your aptitude is considered average. But seeing this Dao ancestor, I can accept you as an outer disciple. If you make a contribution in the future, I will also teach you the method of cultivation and help you."

Su Li's eyes moved away from the Daoist who created the world, and looked at Xiao Anran.

At this moment, a look of ecstasy appeared on Xiao Anran's face.

"Disciple pays respects to Master!"

Xiao sadly bowed directly.

"Well, get up."

Su Li nodded.

"I don't know what else the disciple can do for the master. If the master needs this sword made of blood pattern steel, the disciple is willing to offer it."

Xiao Anran was ecstatic in his heart, and he didn't even know what to give. When he saw it, there was a three-foot-long, two-finger-wide sword not far away. It was covered with blood patterns, which looked like a human body's blood vessels.

This is the treasure of Fang Xiandao - a sword made of blood-striped steel. Its sharpness can cut jade and gold, and it can also increase the power of the soul sword tenfold. Commanding a flying sword is like commanding an arm. Just as flexible.

"I can't use this precious sword. If you give it to me, I can't use it against the enemy."

Su Li chuckled, stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword made of blood-patterned steel in his hand.

A hair fell from Su Li's head and landed on the sword, actually splitting the sword in two.

"Fang Xiandao's treasure, change it in the future. My hair can cut off the body of a Martial Saint. From now on, it will be your Fang Xiandao's treasure."

Su Li smiled, and left with the blood-patterned steel sword. "As for what I want you to do, practice hard first, and maybe you can help me with things in the future. If there is any threat from the Martial Saint who says he can kill you within ten steps, you can also kill him."

"This... Master is so powerful..."

After Su Li left for a long time, Xiao Anran still had an expression of disbelief.

Looking at the hair in front of him, he always felt like he was dreaming.

Was what happened today a dream?

"Is it a dream, no. I really met a Taoist ancestor. His power is beyond my imagination. Fang Xiandao's most precious sword is no match for that hair. With this hair, our Fang Xiandao can Said that the world is invincible. No... Master also accepted Bai Ziyue as an apprentice, I can't slack off. Order, my Fang Xiandao, from now on, will all worship the hair of the master, and the hair of the master. I also want to find someone to draw the picture of heaven and earth."

Xiao Anran was thinking about one thing, and the hair in his hand fell down, cutting countless gold and jade with ease.

He knew that what happened today was real, not a dream.

"Hmph, Hong Xuanji, you old bastard, you open your mouth as a court minister, but keep your mouth shut and destroy your family. When I improve my cultivation level, I will teach you a lesson with Master's hair!"

Xiao Anran had a sneer on his face at this time, he remembered that although he was the head teacher of Fang Xiandao and had a high position and authority, there was always a Hong Xuanji in the court who opposed his sect.

That Hong Xuanji, who first practiced martial arts and then cultivated literature, likes to stand on the standpoint of righteousness. He opened his mouth and closed his mouth to reprimand Buddhism and Taoism. He said that throughout history, the decline of the imperial court was caused by monks and Taoists pretending to be gods and tricking people. Yes, what did they say, Taoist priests, with a little bit of favor, want to interfere in the government and control the artifacts of the country, it seems that they want to be ransacked and wiped out.

What did you say again, Taoism practice has always been just a small means. He Hong Xuanji has been on the battlefield for many years, and he has never seen that the way of ghosts and gods can achieve great things. Be out of your wits.

"The power of Taoism, where is this only? In the past years, my Taoism was still too weak. Now when I see Master, the ancestor of Taoism, I know that I have practiced to the extreme, and I have practiced to the point of comprehending the origin of heaven and earth. It is not inferior to Martial arts are even far superior to martial arts. Could it be that the origin of heaven and earth can be dissipated by Hong Xuanji's blood energy? That is simply a dream."

Xiao sadly tasted it again, and gradually the expression on his face became more and more excited.

At this time, Su Li also went to another place.

"Master, have we arrived in Zhongzhou?"

A ray of light appeared from the void, revealing the figures of Su Li and Bai Ziyue.

At this moment, Bai Ziyue looked at the surrounding environment and recognized where they were now.

It is the former site of the Great Zen Temple.

"Master, we were still in Yujing City just now, and now we have arrived in Taikang Province, Taishi Mountain? Taishi Mountain, with a radius of thousands of miles, spans three provinces, and is one of the lands of Fengshui dragon veins in the entire Daqian Dynasty. I have not been reincarnated I've been here before."

Bai Ziyue looked at the huge stretch of mountains surrounding Taikang Province, extending endlessly to the distance, and felt a majestic aura like a giant dragon entrenched.

"It's nothing, it's just a usefulness of the great teleportation technique practiced by the teacher. If the great teleportation technique is practiced to the extreme, one teleportation can pass through countless big worlds and span endless parallel universes. A piece of cake."

Su Li didn't care.

Bai Ziyue nodded, half understanding.

He always felt like he didn't understand.

But he is a fairy.

Why does it always feel like he is ignorant.

(End of this chapter)