The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 384 Chapter 380 Four, for what?

Erlang God Yang Jian, a three-pointed and two-edged sword.

There is a strong force in every gesture, and in this heaven, he is playing with his own knife wantonly.

Domineering, strong, fierce.

I am the number one general in the heavens, the spear of the heavens.

Kill everything, with invincible power.

Kill all those who threaten the rule of heaven.

That day, if I went to Mount Shu, I would definitely not let Buddhism return and kill those so-called sword immortals.

but why
Jade Emperor, if you don't let me go, you say that this is the responsibility of King Tota Li.

That old guy who can only control the pagoda, but without the pagoda, he will be useless.

to let him go is to fail
It is defeat!
He can defend the heaven, but he can't attack.

But you said, this is fate, this is a sign of heaven, this is destiny.

Fate, doomed.
Ha ha
Erlang wields a three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand, vigorously, and every move has unparalleled power, tearing mountains and rivers, and shattering bodies.

Sit down after waving.

After the power in the huge body had been vented, he looked down at the cloud and said.

"Let's see if 'you' is qualified to take things from this broken heaven."

A mountain village far away from the South China Sea.

A sturdy, two-meter-tall young man was practicing boxing. He was like a tiger, and between his gestures and movements, there was the sound of a tiger roaring.

A closer look reveals a human body and a tiger's head.

The whole is like a mountain of fierce tigers, not like people, but more like tigers!
The one who fought against him was a liger monster of the same stature, taller, bigger, stronger, and stronger than him.

"Wow!"

Bai Shanjun was blasted out by Wang Shihu's punch. The vibration of the punch made him unbearable, and he took a few steps back before stopping.

"Father, really powerful, much better than Uncle Dapeng and Uncle Bai Xiang."

"Now, you are not weak."

Wang Shihu smiled and said: "Although Daoist Mingche's cultivation is powerful, what I teach you is always not as good as what I teach you."

"After all, we are both monsters."

Lord Baishan was also very happy. After coming here, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

It's not the exercises that are taught, but Wang Shihu really knows how to teach them.

They are both demons and belong to the cat family, and they have many things in common in their practice and deeds.

In terms of violence, Mr. Baishan thinks that Wang Shihu may be the best in the world.

Strong, brave, passionate.

This is the fighting method of Wang Shihu, and it is also the fighting method taught to Bai Shanjun.

"The realm of practice and lethality are not equated or not completely equated."

"Immortals, gods, and Buddhas are more like a realm of understanding nature and life."

"If you want to live forever, if you want not to die, what you need is this state. But what you want is to kill."

"Do you know that in ancient times, Wei Zheng killed the Dragon King in his dream?"

"The realm of the Dragon King is a 'god', but Wei Zheng is just a 'fan'. Even with the protection of the dragon spirit of the emperor, he is still a 'fan', but he can dream of beheading the Dragon King."

"Will, murderous intent, determination, skill."

What Bai Shanjun listened to was ecstasy, but Wang Shihu in front of him was punching a set of punches.

The extremely brave punches, each punch is like the edge of a blade.

Bai Shanjun also followed suit.

Fists, martial arts.

"Take a rest, practice also requires a combination of work and rest."

Wang Shihu smiled and threw a bottle of iced Coke to Bai Shanjun.

In the hot summer, Wang Shihu and Bai Shanjun sat on the bluestone.

"Have you missed the time on the Mingche Daoist Mountain?"

"A little bit." Mr. Bai Shan didn't deny it, swallowed a cold Coke and said: "I miss the days of playing games on the mountain, with Ah Hei, and my friends, there is Miss Mei's secret hot pot, and there is also a hot pot from Lingquan. the water gushing out of it."

"Casual and beautiful."

"Who hasn't experienced such wonderful years?"

Wang Shihu looked into the distance, but his eyes were far away.

It seems that some miss the good old days and the good past.

At this time, Lord Baishan looked at Wang Shihu.

The body is so stalwart, full of scars and old body contains huge energy.

He is Wang Shihu, his adoptive father.

A leader with strength.

Intercept the leader of the monsters.

So old, but with such a heavy responsibility.

"Father, why do you shoulder these responsibilities." Bai Shanjun said suddenly.

After coming here, Wang Shihu accepted him as his adopted son.

Give him everything.

Basically, it is the way of teaching heirs.

Not only are the races similar, and they are all cats, but also the causal entanglement between Baishanjun and Taixuguan, and the causality of Taoism.
For Wang Shihu, this seems to be too well-proportioned.

At this time, Wang Shihu looked at Bai Shanjun and said.

"What do you think is the reason why I shoulder such a responsibility and such a belief?"

"With great power comes great responsibility?"

"Inheritance of the father's will?"

"Hey"

Wang Shihu didn't even admit it, but just pulled Mr. Baishan and said, "You follow me."

The entire mountain here is entrenched with monsters.

Outside the deep mountains and old forests, demons hide here.

Shaped, not shaped.

There are.

Some are practicing, some are thinking, and some are turning into prototypes to hunt for their own martial arts.

However, when.

Wang Shihu took Bai Shanjun with him.

When standing here.

These monsters all stopped their movements.

His eyes focused on Wang Shihu, and the forest was silent.

The white tiger standing beside him felt an invisible pressure.

The focus of those eyes, and their silence.

Then, Wang Shihu said.

"I am waiting for my long-cherished wish, why?"

"The revival of the demon race!"

"Let us live in this world and on this land with our heads held high and in the attitude we like."

"For the revival of the Yaozu!"

When Wang Shihu finished speaking, the monsters in the forest all turned into their prototypes.

Wolf roar, tiger roar.

Birds chirping, insects chirping.

The voices of the monsters are excited and enthusiastic.

Some of them are even higher than Bai Shanjun, much higher, and the collective roar makes Bai Shanjun a little weak.

Only Wang Shihu was still opening his hands, welcoming all those excited voices.

Bai Shanjun saw an expression of enjoyment on his face.

At this time, Wang Shihu said.

"Have you seen these trust, love and joy?"

"When these emotions enter my heart together, I will feel satisfied and happy from the bottom of my heart."

Wang Liger is really enjoying it.

But Bai Shanjun was speechless after watching for a long time.

There's no reason for anything too grand, too sentimental, too storytelling.

Because of this 'satisfaction', he can go all out.

Their respect and love are enough to drive the lion and tiger.

At this moment, Wang Shihu looked towards the sky.

Thunderclouds are densely covered, and the sky is free.

It complements the aura of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit next to her.

Wang Shihu felt something.

"interesting."

(End of this chapter)