I save the world with a knife

Chapter 85 Grandpa

The man looked at the child in front of him inquisitively. Just by looking at the clothes, he was extravagant. Such good seedlings are usually closely guarded by the family or power. It seems that this child has some background.

Can be caught by them so easily, don't be a bait, right?

The guard said: "I got lost by myself after a quarrel with my family."

"That's not true!" Rong Xian was extremely annoyed, and retorted with reddened ears, "I didn't get lost, I knew the way. It was the gatekeeper who caught me in."

She looked up at the person who caught her, and said with an ugly face: "Put me down, are you picking up the cat?"

The guard was unmoved and looked at the man.

The man nodded slightly, the guard put Rong Xian down, turned around and backed out.

Rong Xian looked at the door, took two steps back cautiously but didn't go out, she seemed to know that she might not be able to get out, so she didn't do wasted effort.

The man saw her performance in his eyes, and there was a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

Wise choice.

This kid is amazing, and when he grows up, he may be another pride of the times.

Rong Xian looked at the man carefully, pondered for a while, and said with certainty: "You want to use virgin boys and girls to do some shady things."

The man's eyes darkened for a moment, and he looked at Rong Xian suspiciously: "Are you sent by the fairy sect to fish?"

But although this child has delicate features and aura, he doesn't look like he has cultivation.

But it was about the family, so he had to be cautious.

Just as he was about to test it, the innermost bookshelf suddenly moved away, and an old man in a gray robe came out unhurriedly.

The man stood up in awe, smiled at the old man and said: "Mr. Wu has come out, congratulations on your exit, I wonder if everything is going well?"

The old man nodded arrogantly: "It's okay, but the quality of these boys and girls is not very good..."

His voice froze, his eyes stabbed straight at Rong Xian, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

It turned out to be a Taoist body!
Wu Ming practiced a kind of pupil technique called chasing the source.In the early stage of practice, one can see clearly a person's luck for the next three days, in the middle stage, he can sense who can bring him adventures, and in the later stage, he can go back to the source, see the potential of Tianjiao and plunder it.

Wu Ming's talent is not high, and it took him 300 years to practice in the Luoshui School before he reached the late stage of Chasing the Source.He sensed that Fanchen had his opportunity, so he followed the induction and settled in Tianding Mansion, the home of the outer disciples of the Luoshui School.

The outer disciple was called Zhao Lang. Due to his limited talent, he was trapped in the foundation building period and could not improve until he died of illness at the age of two hundred.Fortunately, his descendants are quite clever and useful to him.

Those Tianjiao who grew up gathered around a group of people, either the elders of the sect, or followers and guardians. He didn't dare to make up his mind casually, so he could only find some children who didn't show their talents.

It's a pity that Yubei Tianding Mansion is a bit barren after all, and these batches of children don't have particularly strong talents.

Just when he was about to go to the next prefecture, he saw a child with extraordinary talent in the study of Patriarch Zhao.

Wu Ming's heart suddenly became hot, he was absolutely right just now, the slightly distorted traces on the child's body are true!
This is the natural body.

Once he got the Dao Body, the Three Thousand Ways allowed him to get close, which means that he directly skipped all the previous cultivation steps, and could directly comprehend the Dao of Heaven, comprehend the laws, and his cultivation base would grow spontaneously, so ascension was no problem.

Wu Ming's breath became short of breath, and his tone was trembling with excitement. This is a way to reach the sky.

"Come on, kid, let me see you..." Wu Mingchao waved to Rong Xian with a kind tone, but his cheeks were a little red from excitement.

Coupled with the heavy breathing and urgent tone, it really makes people have to think about it.

Even the expression of the current Patriarch Zhao, who bowed his head respectfully, changed. When the old man settled here and asked virgin boys and girls to practice, he didn't want to agree.

But this person's way of doing things is really not righteous, and his father has a close relationship with the Luoshui faction, and he is not the old man's opponent.In order to prevent the old man from attacking the Zhao family in anger, he could only follow his instructions to contact the people in Fuyoutang and buy some children back.

I thought the old man was practicing sorcery, but who knows... well, it is indeed sorcery, but it may be different from what he imagined.

——It’s not the kind of sorcery that uses people to make alchemy and blood sacrifices, but to do things that adults can do.

This pervert, he~tui!

This old man wouldn't have betrayed the sect, and secretly practiced the Buddhist Huanxi Zen, or the exercises of the Hehuan sect, right?
Do you want to report to the Luoshui faction with your real name?
When Patriarch Zhao was thinking about it, Rong Xian met Wu Ming's expression. This hurtful look directly caused Rong Xian's patience to plummet.

She turned her head away: "yue~"

She took a deep breath to suppress her nausea, touched Chuxue's head, looked at Chuxue's delicate face and washed her eyes, and then she completely recovered.

The old man's eyes were really disgusting.

Rong Xian's brows were flamboyant, her tone was cold and deep: "Grandpa, you are an old man, so don't come out and harm others. Find a dark, damp corner where you can't see the light and rot well to be worthy of the life that heaven and earth gave you. Don't daydream all day long."

She just changed her expression slightly, and she was completely different from the innocent and deceitful child before.

That is the self-confidence and demeanor of the proud son of heaven, a strong confidence brought by strength and talent.

Wu Ming's heart trembled, the aura was too strong, like the disciple of the great sect he had seen before.

But seeing that the child in front of her is only six or seven years old, so what if she is a monk, how long has she practiced at such a young age, and has she practiced Qi yet?
He forced himself to calm down, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you are the monk who tracked down the missing child. Which sect assigned the task to make you, a little brat, so confident that you will be sent to death next."

Rong Xian restrained her smile, and said with a blank expression: "You are the one who is really confident, but in the late stage of foundation establishment, you rely on treacherous techniques to plunder benefits from others and prolong your life. I didn’t see the rubbish, I really thought I was an onion.”

Wu Ming's expression darkened, he hated people saying that he was poor in talent and understanding!

"It's really unfair that God gave you such a good talent, an uneducated brat. Now it seems that this is a wedding dress for me." Wu Ming walked towards Rong Xian with a very gloomy smile .

Rong Xian disagreed and said: "There are tens of thousands of people without talent in the world, and there are countless people with poor talent. I have never seen anyone grow up to be a scum like you. You are broken from the root, so don't go to heaven." rely."

She said lightly: "Your intention is not right."

Wu Ming smiled angrily: "At your young age, you can speak the high-sounding words smoothly. If you haven't experienced being looked down upon or crushed by others, don't speak nonsense."

Rong Xian was noncommittal to his words, but instead asked with interest: "Does the master know that you have done these good deeds?"

Wu Ming remained silent, and stretched out his hand to grab Rong Xian.

He wanted to pull out the tongue of the dead girl, lest she say any unpleasant words to make him angry.

"Looks like I don't know anymore." Rong Xian said slowly, and smiled brightly at the ugly Wu Ming, "You're done."

Rong Xian was not afraid at all, Su Ying's aura was close at hand.

She didn't walk fast, and she left obvious traces for Su Ying to follow along the way. It seems that Su Ying's speed is not slow.

Wu Ming's fingertips rested on the tip of Rong Xian's nose, unable to advance any further.

Looking back along the line of sight, he met Su Ying, whose face was darker than his, pinching his arm.

Feeling the strength of this hand, Wu Ming's face was gloomy.

"Heh, another one came to die." Wu Ming's arm shook slightly, shaking Su Ying's hand away.

Both of them are in the late stage of foundation establishment, Wu Ming has been lingering in this realm for a long time, while Su Ying has already touched the threshold of alchemy, there is no need to say who is better.

They had a big fight, and Su Ying took the time to ask: "Xiaoxian, are you injured? This old thing didn't hurt you, did it?"

She hurried over all the way, and saw this old guy who was doing things to the young girl.

Ha, she restrained her love and never offended her little girl Qiu.

As a result, this dead old man who came out of nowhere unexpectedly started directly!

Su Ying's pupils trembled, and she couldn't restrain the surging urge in her heart to beat the dead old man to death.

I don't know if the cute and lovely little girl has any psychological shadows, and will she get close to people in the future?

Woohoo, I'm so worried.

Rong Xian saw that she cared about herself, so she pretended to be reserved and said: "Grandpa is getting old, his legs and feet are bad, and he has time to do something to me in the future."

Since Su Ying missed her so much, she reluctantly forgave Su Ying for ignoring her before.

Su Ying was almost amused by her title, her hands quickly formed seals, and attacked Wu Ming's face together.The rich water spiritual power froze rapidly in mid-air, and Wu Ming couldn't dodge it, and his cheek was cut by the ice blade.

Bits of blood fell from his cheeks, Wu Ming was extremely annoyed.

A green light flashed in his eyes, and vines pierced through the floor tiles and came out from the ground. At the same time, streaks of white mist obscured his vision, and scarlet sparks flickered faintly.The spring breeze blew gently, and the dust overturned the study, forming a hard and thick line of defense.

"It's really... amazing. Grandpa is really old and strong, and he can get so much strength from young people." Rong Xian said with a touch of disgust, "I don't pick at all. Wood element, water element, wind element With the earth element, the fire element and the special mist aura."

"Grandpa is very courageous." Rong Xian said after considering the vocabulary, "This is the old cow who is not afraid of tigers when he is getting old."

Su Ying, who was dodging the vines, almost fell when she turned her foot. It must be #初生的牛芝不思虎#.

The corner of her mouth twitched and said: "Xiaoxian, after this matter is over, you and I will return to the sect. I will teach you how to read!"

The little girl's wording always makes people feel wrong, and it is light to say that the words do not convey the meaning.

Su Ying drew his sword and chopped off the vines, and when he struck down with the sword, the sword energy tore the earthen wall apart.The natal sword pierced into Wu Ming's shoulder through the burning fire.

Wu Ming's expression was fierce, Su Ying was wrapped in thick mist, and the poisonous miasma invaded the lungs, suffocating people.The spring breeze turned into a sharp blade, and the ruthless Chao Suying and Rong Xian stabbed at each other.

Su Ying raised her hand to make a tactic, and the body of the natal sword turned into several sword shadows to form a sword array. Suddenly, there was a tsunami sound, and the huge waves annihilated the fire, assimilated the fog, and trapped Wu Ming in it.

Su Ying's face was pale, but her eyes were extremely bright. She raised her hand and slashed, and the sword was ready.

Under Wu Ming's unbelievable gaze, he penetrated through layers of defenses and beheaded people.

Although the process was simple, Su Ying consumed a lot of energy. He was depressed for a while, and his body was still injured.

The moment he realized Wu Ming's death, an invisible force quietly spread from Rong Xian's body, covering Wu Ming's body, pulling his silent soul out, but strangely did not alarm anyone.

Without waiting for her soul to wake up, Rong Xian raised her eyes slightly, and met those dazed eyes.Numerous memories flooded into Rong Xian's mind in an instant, including Wu Ming's pupil technique.

She threw away those messy memories, and focused on the people who were allied with Wu Ming, and the so-called pupil technique who could see the luck and talent of the air.

After a little research, Rong Xian realized where the pupil technique came from.

It should be a kind of pupil art in the Fate Tong branch of Buddhism, but it is also dignified and upright, but it was obtained by Wu Ming with good luck.

If Wu Ming did some positive things after getting Fate Tong Tong, accumulating merits and bearing good fruits, his cultivation would have been improved a long time ago.

It's a pity that his intentions were not right, and he abruptly went to a dead end.

She sighed hypocritically in her heart: "Every cause has its fruit, your retribution will come soon."

After Wu Ming died, the vines withered, the mist dissipated, and only embers remained in the fire, and the wind blade returned to the breeze blowing on the face.Even the earth wall that blocked them returned to the ground, leaving some residue.

Rong Xian watched this scene with a smile on her lips, and seemed to be talking to Chuxue: "Look, what I snatched doesn't belong to me after all."

She raised her eyes inadvertently, and under her control, the spiritual root talent plundered by Wu Ming turned into invisible lights and flew towards the heaven and earth. In the future, she must be born with some children.

This good study room was destroyed, Patriarch Zhao hid in a corner under the protection of the guards, watching the "fairy fighting" enviously, but he could only be an ordinary person for the rest of his life.

Unwillingness and resentment were poured out when they were young, and now they are half buried in the earth, and they have already resigned to their fate.

He can't intervene in the battle ahead, and he can't even understand it. He can only protect himself in the invisible storm.Until all the strength disappeared, a small hand with a fuwowo raised his chin with slight strength and an irresistible gesture.

Patriarch Zhao met the little girl's face with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Rong Xian looked directly at Patriarch Zhao, the corners of her mouth raised just right, like a harmless child, and she spoke innocently and ignorantly: "Ah, it's my grandfather who is going to arrest me."

Patriarch Zhao shivered with a chill down his spine.

The body of the last person who was called 'Grandpa' by the little girl was almost cold.

"The old man who wants to kill me has already gone down first, so what about the old man who is going to arrest me?" Rong Xian asked with a pure smile, as if her completely ignorant questioning had caused Patriarch Zhao a lot of psychological shadow.

Patriarch Zhao glanced at Wu Ming's body on the ground, showing an expression that was about to cry, and quickly gave weight: "I, I didn't intend to arrest you. In fact, when the guard brought you in, I was going to let you go." I left. Don’t kill me, I still know the immortal master..."

　Patriarch Zhao: The last grandpa ascended to heaven, so is my grandpa going to eat oranges? ?

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