The Heavens: Infinite Dimension Smash Bros.

Chapter 428: During the Dharma Ending Period, Uncle Jiu has a firm Taoist heart

Wang Xiaoer was too close just now, and the force of the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts was enough to prevent the impact from taking him away.

The three of them have suffered severe injuries at this moment, and it is absolutely impossible to continue the hide-and-seek game in this state.

"Let's find a place to hide first, if we can avoid those jackals."

Zhao Li pinched the magic formula lightly, and a ray of golden light flashed in his eyes.

Among the three, he was the least injured, so he was responsible for carrying Wang Xiaoer away.

The blood mist dissipating from the sky and the sunlight shining on the ground were too eye-catching. Both of them knew that there must be many people rushing here at this moment.

Although they don't know the situation here, they can definitely guess that the winning side will definitely feel uncomfortable, and they will not let it go!

And at the moment in the audience.

"Master, isn't Maoshan's Taoism... rubbish?"

On the ordinary seats, three men in civilian clothes sat here.

One of them looks handsome, one looks ugly, and one of them is older but has a pair of unique eyebrows. The eyebrows are connected in a line and look like a 'one'.

After hearing Wencai's words, Uncle Jiu's expression suddenly darkened, and he glared at his apprentice with dissatisfaction.

"It goes without saying that I, Mao Shan, hold a position in the spiritual world. Even in the Netherworld, there is nothing that I, Mao Shan, cannot do!"

Qiu Sheng couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard this. He had lived in a small town since he was a child, and he didn't know much about Maoshan's influence.

Not to mention Wen Cai, who looked at Uncle Jiu with a bitter look on his face.

"Then why were the three of us eliminated as soon as we entered?"

Uncle Jiu lowered his head slightly: "Isn't it because you are not good at studying?"

"Master, you seem to be..."

Before Wencai finished speaking, he saw Uncle Jiu's dangerous look.

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly. Although Wencai's words were unpleasant, he also knew it was the truth.

His strength is indeed sufficient in the Age of Ending Law, and he is also among the best among many brothers. Looking at the entire spiritual world, there are only a handful of monks who are stronger than him.

Except for Maoshan, he had never been afraid of the hidden heavenly masters in Longhu Mountain.

But look to the heavens…

Uncle Jiu, who was born in the Age of Ending Dharma, has already suffered a great loss. In the Age of Ending Dharma, spiritual energy has withered and science and technology have flourished, making it difficult for practitioners to practice!

Even those with outstanding talents will need decades to have the opportunity to cultivate a ray of spiritual energy. Someone like Uncle Jiu who is only in his 40s is already very powerful!
If Uncle Jiu lived in the world of Journey to the West, he would definitely be a being who could make decisions as an immortal. It’s a pity that in the Age of Ending Law...

"But now everything is possible."

Uncle Jiu muttered in a low voice. The arena connected their worlds, and practitioners from other worlds opened his eyes to Uncle Jiu.

It turns out that Taoism can be so powerful!

Wang Xiaoer's Seven Killing Orders of Divine Ghosts and Ma Xiaoling's Divine Dragon Amnesty Order are very strong in Uncle Jiu's opinion, but they are not without comparison in Maoshan Taoism!
Maoshan's Dharma Lineage belongs to the Shangqing Dynasty, and the powerful Taoist Dharma can even be compared with the Immortal Dharma.

"Master, what did you say?"

Wencai stretched out his big face and looked at Uncle Jiu with curiosity.

Uncle Jiu came back to his senses and looked at his two apprentices with complicated eyes.

Needless to say, his literary talent is notoriously bad!
No matter whether it is Taoism or martial arts, Li Cai knows nothing about it. Even if Li Cai works seriously enough, his talent and wisdom have already limited his path.

Even if there is literary talent in the arena, it is extremely difficult to achieve success in the future.

His whole life depends on Yizhuang's fate.

Qiu Sheng's talent is indeed good, and his martial arts training level is very high, but Qiu Sheng is young and Yi Sheng doesn't take Taoism seriously.

After teaching for so many years, I don’t even remember some basic knowledge.

Moreover, both of them are extremely greedy for beauty and have unstable hearts.

If Qiu Sheng cannot change his mentality, it will be difficult for him to achieve anything in the future.Uncle Jiu has regarded the two as his sons for many years, and now he is actually a little melancholy.

He has never quite understood what there is to covet in women.
Isn't it true that traveling around the world, catching monsters and exorcising them is what a man should pursue?
"Master, don't look at me like that. Your look makes me feel as if my future is doomed."

Qiu Sheng pursed his lower lip and looked at Uncle Jiu with a complicated face.

"It's okay. As my teacher, I just hope that you can be more serious in the future. You may have the opportunity to become an immortal and become an ancestor in the future."

Qiu Sheng immediately laughed when he heard this: "Don't become an immortal or an ancestor, Master."

"This is the age of science and technology, and they say what you are doing is feudal superstition."

Uncle Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth, this stupid boy.

The emergence of the arena may directly overthrow the scientific theories of their world, and all science will be reduced to a joke, and it may even become a practice for all people.

Maoshan will definitely usher in a wave of apprenticeships by then, and not everyone will be able to join Maoshan by then!

These two silly boys are so blessed that they don’t know how to be blessed.

Just when Uncle Jiu was about to scold him, a voice suddenly came from behind.

Uncle Jiu looked back and saw an elegant middle-aged man wearing a white suit looking at him with a smile.

"You look a lot like an old friend of mine"

The generals who came out to go shopping to hand out invitations to Li Xiaoyao looked at Uncle Jiu silently.

"Old friend?" Uncle Jiu looked at the general, thought for a moment and then shook his head: "You must have admitted your mistake, I have never seen you."

"Are you mistaken?"

"Mao Xiaofang!"

Uncle Jiu frowned and shook his head again: "I'm not Mao Xiaofang, you really got the wrong person."

The general was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Then I must have admitted my mistake. His strength is not as weak as yours."

Uncle Jiu: “…”

The general smiled and excused himself very politely.

When I heard Uncle Jiu's voice behind me just now, the general immediately thought of that old friend, and became even more convinced after seeing Uncle Jiu's appearance.

It's just that Uncle Jiu has been denying it, and it's not like there aren't people who look exactly the same. In addition, Uncle Jiu's strength is indeed a bit low.

Mao in the south and Ma in the north. Mao Xiaofang suppressed the entire south by himself back then, and the generals at that time were also active in the north.

Just because he didn't want to meet Mao Xiaofang, this mortal who would die of old age could pose a fatal threat to him!

In the eyes of the generals, Mao Xiaofang was no weaker than Ma Ling'er during the Qin Dynasty!

They are all existences that can bring life and death crises to themselves. Such supermodels will always appear in human beings every hundred years.

Seeing Uncle Jiu just reminded the general of his old friend.

Uncle Jiu looked at the general's back strangely, and then shook his head.

I didn't feel the slightest hint of evil, he was probably just an ordinary person who recognized the wrong person.

No... Uncle Jiu's pupils trembled slightly. The person who appeared in the arena could never be an ordinary person!

Then he said he had seen himself...

Jiu Shu fell into silence.

But now on the planet, the young man who escaped from the church town encountered a strange thing.

He was originally an ordinary traveler in a world governed by the weird national luck system, but he was accidentally involved in the arena game.

And the weird system of the National Games couldn't sit still when it saw these contestants being so fierce.

If he keeps acting weird like this, won't he be killed?
(End of this chapter)