My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 9 Master, you don't want Linger to run away with you, do you?
Under Misty Peak.

The middle-aged sword cultivator in a fiery silk red Taoist robe watched the Supreme Elder and his party leave in despair.

From passing by, to leaving behind.

As the elder of the Danding Sect, he was a dignified Sword Cultivator of Golden Core Realm, but he was not looked at more.

Kneeling under the steps of the archway of Piaomiao Temple.

The middle-aged Jianxiu's face was pale, and there was a slight "click" sound in his consciousness.

This is a sign that the heart of the sword is shattered.

"I was regarded as the source of disaster and abandoned!"

Painful thoughts echoed repeatedly in the middle-aged sword repairer's mind:

"What a great elder!"

"What a Danding sect!"

"Poor me, I was only concerned about the safety and majesty of Yun Kong, but I ended up being a scapegoat!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Good! Very good!"

The middle-aged sword cultivator knelt on the ground and lowered his head slowly.

No matter how resentful and desperate he was in his heart, as a Sword Cultivator at the Jindan Realm, he was not that weak, so he gave up on himself and got up and left.

Offending a lower limit is the existence of the alchemy master, he knows very well that his attitude must be sincere and humble, otherwise, waiting for his end may be more terrifying than death!
"Shhhh~"

The middle-aged Jianxiu's ears moved slightly, and he clearly caught the sound of breaking through the air.

I became more and more nervous, frightened, and awed in my heart. I knelt upright and lowered my head, not daring to look around.

The Golden Core Realm has given birth to spiritual consciousness, and one can "see" everything within a certain range without using eyes. In many cases, the spiritual consciousness is clearer and more thorough than the naked eye's "seeing".

The middle-aged sword cultivator had no intention of using his divine sense at all.

It's not impossible.

But dare not!

Outside of the gate of Da Neng Mountain, it is taboo to use divine consciousness without permission.

It's like peeping at the master's secret in front of the master's face.

"babble?"

There was a crisp girl's startled sound.

The middle-aged sword cultivator was tense, and without even thinking about it, he raised his hands and folded his hands to pay respects:

"Elder of the Danding Sect—Qi Lu, sin against senior!"

"I also ask the senior to surrender, no matter whether it is life or death, Qi Lu will never dare to have the slightest complaint!"

After finishing speaking, he knelt down on the ground, not daring to make any changes, like a criminal silently waiting for the verdict of the court.

"what?"

Fu Ling'er opened her small mouth so big that she could swallow a duck egg.

The little face was full of bewilderment.

"You... are you really the most powerful sword repair elder Qi in the Dandingzong?"

Under Qi Lu's nervousness and fear, he didn't notice the strangeness in the girl's tone.

"It's the sinner!"

The sword cultivator in front of me, Fu Linger once heard from her master.

It is a medium-sized sect within [-] miles of Misty Peak—the Danding Sect, which claims to be the most powerful Sword Cultivator of Golden Core Realm.

Qi Lu's cultivation level can only be ranked in the top ten in Dandingzong at most, but the sword repairer can leapfrog the challenge, and he deserves to be the number one in combat power.

He can be called the number one monk within a radius of five hundred miles, and has a great reputation.

Fu Ling'er was stunned for a long time, her beautiful big eyes were spinning around, her little brain was spinning quickly, and her crisp voice was deliberately lowered to look stable:
"Ok?"

"Elder Qi is not practicing in the Dandingzong, so why come to me to watch?" Recalling the calm tone of the master Han Shou when he faced the mortals who came to the Taoist temple to ask questions, the girl asked the question calmly.

No need for consciousness, even if Fu Ling'er stood on a dozen or so steps, Qi Lu judged by the strength of his breath that the comer's cultivation level was very low, and he was just a small monk in the Qi training state.

But because of this, he was more cautious, lest there was anything wrong.

A small Qi-practice cultivator, in front of his Jindan realm, was so calm and calm, as if the other party was the Jindan, and he was just a Qi-training realm.

Those disciples who have such courage must be because the backer behind him is a peerless giant with boundless tyranny.

Qi Lu lowered his body even lower, touched his forehead to the ground, and said in panic:

"The sinner came here to protect the sect's Supreme Elder Yun Kong!"

"Because he saw an omen of elixir coming out of the sky above the senior's hermitage, he wanted to visit the senior in vain, so he came here uninvited and disturbed the senior's cultivation."

……

Qi Lu recounted the cause and effect word by word, without embellishment at all, and he didn't dare to play tricks to pass the blame on to others, just explaining clearly so honestly.

The more Fu Ling'er listened, the more confused she became, and she almost went stupid.

Looking at the fearful Qi Lu, he didn't want to lie no matter what he looked at.

The little brain crashed, and subconsciously said: "You said that my master has refined two furnaces of elixir?"

Qi Lu trembled all over, his heart beating wildly.

This little girl in the Qi training state is actually that supreme and powerful disciple?
Fu Ling'er is eccentric and extremely intelligent, and she vaguely grasps that there seems to be some kind of huge misunderstanding in the middle.

……

ten minutes later.

Misty Peak.

Fu Linger rushed into the alchemy room with a "swish", her face was pale and bloodless, she grabbed Han Shou's hand and pulled it out, and said quickly in a low voice:

"It's not good, it's not good, master is not good!"

"What a disaster, what a disaster!"

"Let's pack up our bags and run away, before it's too late!"

Han Shou was dragged by the girl's weak and boneless little hand, and almost staggered.

His face darkened: "What's the mess?"

Fu Ling'er was so anxious that she almost cried: "Master, disaster is really imminent!"

"Right now, Qilu Jianxiu, the Jindan Realm sword cultivator with the highest combat power in the Dandingzong, is kneeling at the foot of the mountain and begging you for atonement!"

"If he knew that this was a huge misunderstanding and lost such a big face, wouldn't he have to kill us Piao Miaoguan?"

Han Shou frowned: "Dan Ding Zong Qi Road?"

"He is kneeling at the foot of the mountain?"

"what happened?"

"Speak slowly!"

……

After a few minutes.

Han Shou was dumbfounded.

"Dan Dingzong Grand Elder Yun Kong, and dozens of monks above the foundation establishment level came to the foot of the mountain to ask for an audience? Then they were scared away? Just leave Qi Lu to kneel at the foot of the mountain to make atonement?"

Fu Linger nodded frantically like a chick pecking at rice, her voice was crying:

"Master, let's run quickly!"

"Otherwise, it's really a big deal!"

Han Shou touched his chin and stared at the dozen or so Zhuang Qi pills in the jade box, his face was thoughtful, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

"Master, now is not the time to be dazed."

"If you don't run away now, what should you do if the surname Qi finds out that something is wrong and kills you up the mountain?"

He smiled lightly, and wiped away the teardrops from the corners of Fu Linger's eyes:
"Ling'er, with a teacher here, the sky won't fall!"

"Have you forgotten what you usually teach as a teacher?"

Fu Ling'er blinked her teary eyes, and said "???"

Han Shou picked up a Zhuangqi Pill and handed it to Fu Linger:
"Whenever there is a big event, there is calmness!"

"No matter what happens, don't panic, panic can't solve any problems!"

"You're a smart girl who knows how to keep calm!"

"Go ahead and give this elixir to Qi Lu at the foot of the mountain."

"Tell him, if you want atonement, swallow it!"

Fu Ling'er blankly took the mediocre Zhuangqi Pill, which she was very familiar with, because the master had practiced a lot and used it as a material for her to assist her cultivation.

Han Shou sat cross-legged on the futon and slowly closed his eyes.

"Ling'er, carefully observe Qi Lu's reaction after taking the pill."

"Remember, don't say a word other than what the teacher asked you to say!"

Fu Ling'er was dizzy and went out the door clutching the Zhuang Qi Pill. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and said timidly:

"Master, you...you don't want your disciple to drag the surname Qi, and then run away by yourself?"

Han Shou broke the defense!

His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Before he could get angry, Fu Ling'er turned around and ran down the mountain quickly.

When Fu Linger's figure disappeared.

Han Shou chuckled lightly: "Dan Dingzong is number one in battle strength?"

"Just right!"

"If the rules of heaven and earth in the prehistoric world and the Great Yan world are different, the Zhuangqi Pill is poisonous and Qi Lu eats the poisonous hair, which just solves the hidden danger of being misunderstood!"

"If there is no poison, a elixir... is enough to make him bow his head!"

"It is enough to add a guarantee to the safety of Piao Miao Temple!"

(End of this chapter)