Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 280 Prosperous Age, Don't Forget Heroes! [Please subscribe! JNMOCA leader 912]

"All right."

If you understand what you should understand, you should also settle the cause and effect of both parties.Zhang Qingyun looked at the master and apprentice with a smile: "The matter between us should be forgotten."

"Senior, this is all a misunderstanding."

A smile uglier than crying appeared on Wang Changling's face: "Senior, do you think it's okay to leave this matter as it is?"

"Well"

Zhang Qingyun took the iron sword from Wang Changling's hand and stabbed forward.

"bass"

A sword sounded like a dragon chant.

This sword is a sword that cuts iron like mud!

"Senior, this sword is the last magic weapon of my master's school. This sword cannot be given away."

Wang Changling wept with a mournful face: "The world was in turmoil back then, and foreign tribes invaded. The elders of our master sect, the nine hermit sects, joined together and went to the battlefield. Seven people went to the battlefield. Three people came back, that is, the three sects that still exist today. The whole family will go to disaster!"

"The inheritance is broken, the magic weapon is lost, and this is the sword."

Zhang Qingyun's face remained unchanged, but his heart was shaken.

At the beginning, Qingyunguan Patriarch also went to the battlefield.And these hidden sects are going to the disaster!

Zhang Qingyun felt reverence in his heart.

Without speaking, Zhang Qingyun stroked the blade, his eyes flickering with divine light.

Wang Changling closed his eyes, the only sword in the sect would be gone like this
Disciple and grandson are ungrateful, and the last treasure will be snatched away.

Wang Changling grieved in his heart: "The next generation will be incompetent!"

"Good sword!"

Zhang Qingyun sighed in admiration.

Wang Changling had a sad look on his face, if it wasn't for a good sword, it wouldn't have tempted you.

"pity."

Changing Zhang Qingyun's voice, Wang Changling suddenly opened his eyes.

"This is a first-class talisman weapon. It's a pity that the talisman seal has been destroyed, leaving only traces of the talisman seal. It is no longer considered a talisman weapon. It can at most be used as a magic weapon. It is useless against demons and ghosts."

Wang Changling was a little surprised, he always felt that this long sword didn't have the power in the legend, so the level had dropped.

"senior."

Wang Changling was a little excited, even if the last magic weapon of this sect fell into the hands of outsiders, if he could restore his previous level, Wang Changling felt that it was worth it.

With a wave of Zhang Qingyun's hand, the body-fixing amulets on the master and apprentice disappeared.

"call"

Wang Changling felt even a little soft. The ups and downs made him a little irritated, and he wanted to let go.

Here, Wang Changling's disciple, Wang Fafa, ran to a distance and started to release water.

I found a hole in the ground and sprayed water directly.

"Zizzi."

Where the water was poured, there was a burst of white eyes, there was a sizzling sound, and there was a faint wailing sound.Wang Shengsheng beamed and said, "Hey, I'll give you a big one. This is authentic boy's urine, so enjoy it. I've accumulated it for a long time, it's so thick."

Zhang Qingyun was a little surprised and hurried over.

There's something in the ground!

And he didn't realize it before.

"senior."

Seeing Zhang Qingyun approaching, holding a sword in his hand, Wang Fafa quickly shut the bird up: "What are you doing, I'm a little scared."

You are afraid of a fart!
How can I castrate you?

Zhang Qingyun looked at the ground: "Is there something down here?"

Wang Fafa nodded: "I heard that more than 300 years ago, a zombie was suppressed here. There is a tradition in our sect, which is the body of a boy. When you pass here, you have to pee in it."

Zhang Qingyun: "???"

The boy urinates and kills the zombies.

It feels so familiar. It seems that when Zhang Daoyi was still in Qingyunguan, he once said: "If fellow Taoists go to pee in the mass graves, they will definitely kill countless Xie Chong."

Zombies!

Zhang Qingyun hadn't seen it before, so he immediately became interested.

On the ground, there is a hole the size of a rabbit hole, and thoughts sink into it.
A zombie that is about to become a skeleton.

Tsk tsk, these zombies have become black and stiff, and they have been exterminated with boy urine for 300 years.

This exorcising door, the senior who made this suggestion is also a talent.

"This zombie won't last long"

Zhang Qingyun patted Wang on the shoulder: "Keep working hard, with a few more pees, you can kill a zombie."

This zombie is so pitiful, so don't bully him.

So weak, after 300 years of suppression, there is no hostility, no evil spirit, dying, Zhang Qingyun estimates that at most three urinations, this zombie can be exterminated
And he, even if he killed the zombie, he would not have much merit, so he would not take the credit for what happened to the king.

"Senior, let me go."

Wang Changling squeezed over: "The ancestor's precepts must not be violated, I will give him a fatal blow too."

With that said, start pouring water.
"Zizzi."

The white mist was transpiring, and there were hoarse and painful wailings from the ground, and then the sound disappeared completely.

But Wang Changling hadn't finished releasing the water yet.

Wang Shengsheng opened his eyes wide: "Master, why are you so powerful, you release so much water every time, and the power seems to be stronger than mine, it emits more white smoke, and the zombies scream so much?"

Zhang Qingyun couldn't stand it anymore, turned and left.

This couple. Hanhan, um, it should be that they follow the ancestral precepts, so it's justifiable.

It's just the smell, it doesn't smell good.

Zombies underground, if Wang releases water, they will be exterminated after a few times. After all, Wang Changling is a practitioner of the fifth level of internal strength, and the power of boy urine is naturally great, and the zombies have not survived this soaking in water
But here, Wang Changling taught his disciple earnestly: "Do you think the wine tastes better if it is kept for a long time, or it tastes better when it is freshly brewed?"

Without hesitation, Wang Shengsheng said, "Of course the aged wine is delicious."

"Isn't that enough?"

Wang Changling patted him on the shoulder: "Master, this is a 47-year-old wine, and yours is at best a new wine that has just been brewed."

Wang Sheng was stunned: "Master, what do you mean, you want me to drink your urine?"

Wang Changling's smile froze, you silly boy, this is a metaphor for a teacher!
"I mean the older the boy, the more powerful the boy's urine!"

Wang Sheng suddenly realized: "Then I won't look for a wife in the future. If I can live to be 80 years old, wouldn't I be able to kill countless evils by releasing water once?"

Wang Changling opened his mouth, he really wanted to say: Silly boy, with your looks, I picked the ugliest one for my teacher. You are ugly enough for a teacher, but you are still more handsome than you. At 47 years old, you are still ugly single
"bass"

The master and apprentice were talking, when suddenly there was a sword cry, like a dragon's chant.

The master and the apprentice looked at it, and saw the originally pitch-black long sword in Zhang Qingyun's hand, now exuding golden light, the light was coiled like a dragon, and whispered softly.

Zhang Qingyun held a long sword and pointed forward.
"sing"

The long sword dragon's chant shook the sky, a golden dragon with the thickness of an arm and a meter and a half long pierced into a piece of bluestone in an instant.

"呲"

The golden dragon directly pierced through the bluestone, which is one meter high and one and a half meters wide, without diminishing its prestige, and penetrated into the ground.

"boom"

There was a shock, and a large pit with a depth of one meter and a circumference of four to five meters was blasted out.

Sand and stone splashed and shot onto the mountain wall, leaving holes one by one.

Both master and apprentice were stunned, especially Wang Changling, who had the same sword. In his hand, this sword was at best a magic weapon, with a three-inch long sword glow
Being able to pierce the bluestone is due to his strength.

But in the hands of Zhang Qingyun, this is completely a shotgun turned into a cannon!
This is the decision of the level of cultivation!

"senior."

Wang Changling gave a thumbs up: "No wonder some people say that a sword must have a true owner before it can be famous in the world. The seniors are as good as the sky, and the younger generation admires it."

This sword will never come back.

However, if the treasure is dusty, it is better to put it in the hands of the most suitable person and exert its greatest power.

Wang Changling felt sorry, but there was nothing he could do.

They are so powerful that they can't grab them.

Zhang Qingyun smiled softly, the sword was still shining with golden light, and the dragon wrapped around it.With a flick of the fingers, the blade of the sword hummed softly, like a dragon chant.

Zhang Qingyun tossed it lightly, and the long sword turned into a golden dragon, which got into the scabbard behind Wang Changling.

Wang Changling was stunned, and Zhang Qingyun said: "Try the power. This long sword, Pindao re-refined the talisman seal, and restored the original power of the talisman."

Wang Changling was a little dazed, but still obeyed and drew out his long sword.

The long sword was unsheathed, the dragon roar shook the sky, the golden light shone, and the golden dragon coiled around it.Wang Changling's heart trembled, this really became a talisman, not the sword move that the senior used to use the realm of cultivation to urge, so that the golden light shone and the golden dragon coiled around!

Wang Changling circulated his internal strength, Longyin shook slightly, and stretched out his hand.

A golden dragon with a rolling pin as thick as half a meter.

"呲"

Hole through a piece of bluestone half a meter high and one meter wide.

"boom!"

Unabated, the golden dragon blasted a deep pit about half a meter deep and two meters in circumference.

Wang Changling opened his eyes wide, without any effort at all.The internal strength is the same as before, but the power displayed is more than a hundred times that of his previous one!
"senior."

Wang Changling's eyes flickered: "This sword"

Zhang Qingyun said: "Pindao has never thought of getting this sword, and it is the most precious treasure of your sect. Pindao just regrets that the talisman is not powerful enough to help the talisman regain its former glory."

"Senior, you."

Wang Changling felt unbelievable. From the looks of it just now, Zhang Qingyun insisted on this sword. Now, not only has the level of the sword been raised, it has become a talisman again, and it has been returned to its original owner.

Wang Changling felt that he couldn't see through Zhang Qingyun.

"The nine great sects were originally aliens, but they went to the battlefield together. There were only three survivors. Pindao respects these seniors."

Zhang Qingyun said: "Between you and me, the previous karma, now the karma is wiped out, and this is for the sake of your ancestors."

Seniors can't die in vain!

Even if they were sacrificed, and their sacrifices brought about today's prosperity, their descendants, disciples and grandchildren, should enjoy the respect they earned with their lives!
Prosperous age, heroes should not be forgotten!

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