Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 342 Rejection
"That's not good?"

As Xiaoyu spoke, her eyes frequently turned to Luo Qing's side, and she didn't know what the situation was now.

Luo Qing was also speechless: "Master, I am learning justice magic, and you are practicing wizard magic. It's cross-channel."

"So what?" Daolong glanced at him and said calmly: "One method can be used to master all methods. There is not much difference in the practice of magic. I have much more inheritance here than that old guy."

"Or do you think I can't teach her well?" Daolong said at the end, his eyes were somewhat meaningful.

Luo Qing looked at Daolong's serious expression. In fact, to be honest, Daolong was still very responsible as a master.

When he couldn't practice, Daolong would always find time to try to teach him magic or detect his body, except for the certain death level.

He is a good candidate for a master, but if Xiaoyu becomes a disciple, his father will definitely explode, right?

Luo Qing turned to look at Xiaoyu and said in her ear: "You think about it yourself, it doesn't matter if you refuse."

There was hesitation in Xiaoyu's eyes. In fact, she wanted someone to teach her magic, but her father
Xiaoyu hesitated. After thinking for a long time, she still shook her head: "Sorry."

Daolong didn't wait for her to finish, he glanced at Luo Qing and walked calmly into the castle without saying anything.

The hesitation in Xiaoyu's eyes deepened. She looked at Luo Qing and asked in a low voice: "Is everything really okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Luo Qing reached out and touched Xiaoyu's head, looking at the sky with a solemn look.

Daolong is already very arrogant, and it is probably just a temporary idea to accept a disciple. It is hard to say how much he is sincere, but he will definitely not be angry.

What Luo Qing was more worried about was the Holy Lord and that old Yinbi from Ximu.

Shadow did not move either. Although this calmness allowed him to grow extremely quickly, it also made him feel a little uneasy.

"what happened?"

Xiaoyu seemed to feel Luo Qing's emotions and asked softly.

"Nothing, let's go. It's almost time. We can take Xueyi to listen to the opera." Luo Qing said, holding Xiaoyu and flying to the Opera Village.

Preparations and changes are taking place all over the world. He needs to become a god quickly now. The good luck authority is about to cool down. I hope it will continue to be peaceful for a few more days.——
"Not bad, Shendu, you recovered so quickly." Ximu said with a smile, his tone full of appreciation.

The Holy Lord is also happy. The intake of a large amount of knowledge has made his thinking more agile and given him more methods.

If he encounters that variable again, the Holy Lord is confident that he can completely suppress him.

"Okay, Ximu, open your treasure house. It's time for us to revive the elves." The Holy Lord said happily.

Once the elves come out, he will bring out a king and the evil dragon. By then, the variables will be everywhere. Instead, his power will increase greatly, and no one will be able to shake his dominance.

"No problem, but have you brought my eldest nephew with you? We need to put the eldest nephew into the resuscitation group during resuscitation. Only in this way can we achieve the best effect." Ximu asked with a smile.

The Holy Master nodded, stretched out his hand, and a huge dragon egg appeared out of thin air for a moment, and then disappeared into his hand.

"Let's go, stop talking nonsense."

The Holy Lord said calmly, his joy lessened a bit.

Ximu felt his magister-level mana reserve, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. His recovery was still too slow. He only recovered to the magister level after getting the magic reserves in this book collection space. He could only hope for everything. Good luck.

"Okay, okay, Kamidu, you are still so impatient."

Ximu said helplessly, flapped his wings, and flew directly out of this secret realm of space to higher altitudes.

The Holy Lord followed closely behind. Now that he had returned to Legend, he had enough speed to keep up with Ximu's flight.

He asked: "When will I get the Hand of Nothingness?"

Ximu was even more helpless: "The City of Gods, nothingness is the most powerful mechanism of order. With the two of us missing our origins, if we go there, our souls will go to hell."

"Let me find a time for Di Kui to get it. Among the three of us, Di Kui is the only one who is not afraid of the damn obliteration."

The Holy Lord frowned: "You too." "The angel suppressed more than half of my origins, and those origins are not just pure space." Ximu spread his hands: "For example, when I first came out, my power was not even at the official level. On the contrary, the magic power is only comparable to that of the Archmage, so I am helpless."

The Holy Master paused and did not continue speaking.

Among the eight demons, Ximu has always been the most miserable one. Although he has always been sealed and mutilated, he still has his peak moments.

And what about Westwood?

He was extremely weak as soon as he was sealed. He was bullied by the 66 roots at first. After those roots were slowly devoured by Bo Gang in the long war in hell, they were bullied by other demons.

It can be said that after the God War, besides never dying, Ximu was on the road to being bullied.

Bo Gang's Tickle, Zhongsu, Bazaar and his punching bag, many roles were played by Nishiki.

She didn't go crazy, and the Holy Lord still admired him very much.

As the height of the two of them got higher and higher, Ximu flapped his wings and stopped at the junction of Blue Star and the universe.

hum~
A terrifying buzz sounded in the endless wind, and the area instantly turned scarlet.

Ximu stretched out his hands, and a very special wave began to flow. Amidst the scarlet, some fluorescent plants appeared out of thin air, followed by stones and various materials, one after another appearing in front of the two demons.

This act of taking money across planes made the Holy Master a little disappointed.

Ximu glanced at him. How could he not know the virtues of the Holy Master?

Entering his treasure house, hey, given the current strength gap between the two sides, if he dared to open it, the Holy Lord would dare to move all the items away, and said in a beautiful way: You are too weak now, I will help you keep it first.

As for saying that doing so would damage the relationship between the two parties
Although the current demons seem to be as close as brothers, the only ones who really take the relationship between brothers and sisters seriously are Di Kui and Sao Feng.

The other six demons knew very well that this was only a temporary cooperation, and backstabbing would still exist at any time.

As the number of high-value treasures increased, the Holy Master's breathing became slightly faster.

There are many treasures here that are not in his treasure house.

For example, a stone that looks exactly like Yun is Yun Gang, a legendary material.

The density and hardness are harder than steel, but the weight is as light as a cloud.

This kind of thing is very suitable for use as armor or speed weapons.

And this kind of material is only available in Ximu.

The most important thing is that every piece of this material is as beautiful as a work of art, which makes dragons even more irresistible.

Ximu estimated in his mind that when he almost reached the limit of the Holy Lord's psychological endurance, he stopped summoning.

And he collected all the high-level treasures that could blind people's eyes.

"I can only take out so much for the time being, but the recovery spirit is enough."

Ximu said, thought for a while and asked: "Eldest nephew, should we arrange it in advance?"

The treasure disappeared in front of his eyes, causing the Holy Master to reluctantly come back to his senses.

He calmed down his greedy mood and nodded: "Okay, it's better to prepare in advance.

Ximu asked with a smile: "Are you coming, or am I coming?"

The Holy Master looked at Ximu, his eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand: "Give me the materials."

Just as Ximu didn't trust him, Holy Lord also didn't trust Ximu.

(End of this chapter)