The sword is the devil

Chapter 232
Hou Tiao watched the monk Weidu coming, his big round face was very happy, with a carefree look, as if everything was under control.

He bowed from a distance, "This Taoist brother invited me, the poor monk carried the pot, and I came here for friendship."

Hou Tiao's face sank like water, "This is a battlefield, you shouldn't come here for friendship!"

Monk Carrying the Pot was choked quite a bit, but it's normal when you think about it. This one has outstanding abilities. It would be disreputable to appear in this way outside the market, but with the ancestors and uncles opening their mouths, he still dares Disobedience?It's nothing more than venting and venting with the mouth, that's all.

Forget it, as long as he has his heart's content, Tihu thinks he has an extraordinary mind, and he doesn't want to talk to such a rough person.

"So, the poor monk came to ask for advice."

Void knot seal, a Zen stick to protect the body, jumping over, and smashing on the head; in his mind, he would come back and forth like this to make a fake fight, let the sword repairer breathe, and he would naturally find an excuse to admit defeat, but he didn't expect Before the Zen stick was raised high, a flash of sword light had passed under his ribs, and the bloody light dissipated.

Lifting the pot, he stepped back a few steps, fell to the ground, and lost his combat power in an instant, but Youzi couldn't believe it in his eyes.
"You, you, you dare to kill me?"

Hou Tiao sneered, "You are the youngest son of God, I can still kill you!"

The pot-carrying monk was in a hurry to swallow the luck of the pill. His injury looked bluffing, but it was not life-threatening. It was just a skin trauma. It would be fine to recuperate for a while.

The attainments of Buddhism in the healing process are not inferior to those of Taoism. With a few manipulations, the danger was saved. Standing up, tremblingly pointing at Hou Niao,

"You, how dare you disrespect the teacher's order! You have clearly agreed, how can you break your promise and get fat?"

Hou Tiao shook her head lightly, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about! I just know how to guard this flag, nothing else."

He was a little confused when he lifted the pot, but he was not stupid after all, so he immediately understood that this sword cultivator was blatantly defying his master's orders!

"You are miserable. I am afraid that your parents will not spare you after you go back. But even if you let go of a flag, you are not responsible. Why are you so stubborn!"

Hou Tiao no longer looked at him, but looked up at the sky, "I have already given in once, I can't give in again, if I give in again, it will be in vain between heaven and earth!"

What he looked at was the place where the Jindan ancestors gathered on the white clouds in the sky. I don't know if those big figures heard it?
This is not his sincere words, his sincere words are actually: Chong Ling Lao Dao defended it with his death, how could he just give up like this?

This is his bottom line!What would those true figures think?Leave him alone!
At worst, being expelled from the teacher's school is just a relief; there is no master here, but there is a place for him to stay.

He won't show his ambition with death like the old Taoist, he will die even if he dies, and he will return his ambition!I have to live, disgusting those who hate me, I like to see their expressions that they hate to the bone, but they can't treat him like that.

The monk carrying the pot stammered, "You are playing with fire! You are doomed to be burned by the fire of karma. Do you know how many of us there are? Seventy brothers and sisters, how many of you can survive?"

Hou Tiao laughed, "So what if there are seven hundred? The important thing is not whether you can hold it, but whether you want to hold it! I don't even dare to think about it, so I should throw this sword away!"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him directly, Tihu began to insinuate, "You can be free and loose, ignoring the religious rules, but have you ever thought about your senior brothers? They may return to danger because of your impulsiveness.

If you fight against our Buddhism, Wumen will fight against those three flags if they make a move!In the end, there may not be a single banner left of your Quanzhen sect! "

Waiting to see him is like looking at a fool, "First of all, you have to figure out one thing, it's not that I and the Buddha are right, but that the Buddha and I are really right, and the story in this should not be reversed.

Secondly, I don't care about my senior brothers, since the moment they learn swords, they should have such awareness!If you want to be safe, don't learn swords.

In the end, I want to tell you that even if there is not one flag left in Quanzhen, it does not mean that we should use humiliation to cover our faces!I would rather not have something obtained through compromise! "

With a wave of his hand, "This is my attitude! There are 69 more, let you see how many I can kill, get out!"

For this pot, he didn't kill him. This is a warning, if he comes again, he won't be polite.

... On the island in the middle of the lake, Master Jia became more and more angry as he listened, and clapped his hands fiercely, "This scoundrel, I will personally abolish him when he comes back, and he can control major events in the church with mere mere ties?"

Next to him, Uncle Li's face was flushed, and the irritability that could not be suppressed by the heavenly natural environment, a flying sword was swiftly walking by his side, wanting to choose someone and devour it.

"You dare! If you dare to do this, I will destroy you first!"

He is qualified to say such big words, because he is the only one in the natural state of the three, and the other two are in the state of the heavens.

Uncle Jia was also really annoyed, "The surname is Li, this is the order of the uncle, do you want to disobey the order like that scoundrel?"

Uncle Li smiled grimly, "Whoever dares to bow his head on behalf of Quanzhen, I will be the first to spare him, not to mention an uncle, he is the patriarch, I will still spit on him!"

Uncle Jia was really afraid that this lunatic would go crazy, so he didn't dare to provoke him anymore, otherwise this person would really dare to raise his sword from a student-level discussion to an upper cultivator and start a full-scale war.

I could only turn my head and complain, "Junior Brother Wang, you too, what was written on that note? You couldn't be the one stirring up trouble behind your back, right?"

Uncle Wang was also annoyed, "I chose it. I want the Quanzhen Sect to start a war with the Wu Sect, and I want the Splendid Continent to be in chaos, so that I can benefit from it. Are you satisfied?"

Uncle Jia sighed deeply, "Alright, alright, you all have backbone, you are all true sword cultivators, but I am a soft bone, seventy monks, and seven true disciples of the Wu School, how can you tell me to stop?"

Martial Uncle Li shouted: "Fight it with your life! They've shot them all, I'm going!"

They were arguing terribly below, and the atmosphere above the clouds was equally tense. Here, there are nine Jindan masters, and they are the real talkers of Southwest Lun Dao.

Paper Arhat looked unkind, "Brother Zhu Jiuling, what do you say?"

Zhu Jiuling remained calm, "Hehe, maybe Master Paper still doesn't understand our magic sect? It's a tradition to commit crimes below and above; Punish him with one month's salary after returning?"

Huncheng Jindan didn't have good intentions either, "Yes, yes, otherwise why would we be called the Demon Sect? Have you ever heard that there are honest and obedient disciples of the Demon Sect?"

Huaxue Jindan echoed, "Exactly, it's not easy for our ancestors to live, and it's not easy to keep our lives from being harmed by these juniors. If you are not obedient, don't be obedient. It's better than being obedient and eventually listening Stronger than a fool?"

(End of this chapter)