Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 469 Nine Sons
However, looking at the old man's appearance, it didn't look like he was out of strength. It felt like he had been seriously injured, and his face was so pale that there was no blood left.

I originally wanted to chase that old demon Zhang, but I gave up. I came back and walked to my grandfather's side and helped him up.

The old man raised his head and glanced at me. Perhaps he saw my pair of red and green eyes, and couldn't help but sigh. His eyes were very worried.

Just after Zhang Laomo escaped, the troops he brought suddenly became chaotic. Even the leader ran away. What was the point of them staying here?
Afterwards, Zhang Laomo's men also began to flee in all directions. The members of the special team were exhausted and did not pursue them. However, this time the encirclement and suppression of Zhang Laomo did not achieve what they wanted. Most of the more than 300 masters left their bodies here, and there were dozens of captured people who were controlled by the special team. They all squatted on the ground, each holding their magic weapons. Throw it aside.

Those black-haired zombies lost their target and jumped around in place. They looked very scary. The old man glanced at the black-haired zombies and said to me: "Xiaojiu... let all these black-haired zombies stop." "

I responded, shook the Qingshan Emperor Bell in my hand, and made a pleasant sound again. The zombies lost the traction of the Qingshan Emperor Bell, and immediately fell to the ground one by one, without any life.

After the war, the valley was devastated, with streaks of green smoke still floating everywhere, all caused by the lightning strike just now. There were still several huge deep pits on the ground.

In addition, there is a strong smell of blood floating around, and when you breathe, you feel sweet and fishy.

Not long after I helped the old man stand up, the old Taoist priests from Nanshan came towards us.

The leader, an old Taoist with white hair and a boyish face, had an extraordinary aura. He looked like a top expert at first glance. However, at this moment, it seemed that this old Taoist was also a little depressed. He walked to the old man's side, gave a very polite Taoist ceremony, and said: " Director Wu, if you let Mr. Zhang Laomo escape this time, there will be endless troubles, so you have to be careful in the future."

The old man returned the courtesy politely and said: "Thank you very much Nan Jiuzi for coming down the mountain to help me this time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to conquer the drought demon this time, and I can't repay you. If I, Wu Zhengyang, are of any use in the future, just ask."

The old Taoist nodded slightly and said calmly: "Conquering demons is what Taoists should do. Director Wu is too polite."

As he spoke, the old man's eyes looked towards me, and a trace of panic immediately appeared in his eyes. When I was completely unprepared, the old man came to my side in a flash, and then He raised his palm and hit me on the chest. I almost instinctively raised my hand to catch his move, but the old man suddenly turned his palm into a claw and grabbed my wrist. Before I could react, several veterans behind him suddenly appeared beside me, stretched out their hands and grabbed my arms respectively, and slapped their hands on my chest and back.

I don't know what these veterans are up to, a violent feeling suddenly rose in my heart, and I struggled violently. The black evil spirit that had been somewhat restrained evaporated from my body again, and suddenly exerted force, almost I shook those old Taoists away, but they immediately poured a warm force into my body, and gathered towards my dantian along the eight meridians. At first, they talked to my grandpa. The old man quickly stretched out his fingers and poked at my dantian a few times, a huge pain hit me, and made me bend my body into the shape of a prawn, and then my brain buzzed, There was a blank in an instant, and I felt that the black evil spirit permeating the whole body was gathered in an instant, and it also gathered towards the position of the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian.

From the beginning to the end, the old man kept his hands on his side and didn't intend to stop him.

After about two or three minutes, the veterans let go of their hands. I felt my whole body lose strength and fell softly, but I was quickly pulled up by my grandfather.

I felt a little annoyed in my heart, and just when I was about to speak, the old man said: "Xiaojiu, please thank Master Taixuan quickly..."

I was stunned for a moment, my mind was a little dazed, and I didn't open my mouth to speak.

The old man said with some displeasure: "You have demonic energy on your body, and the evil energy is steaming all over your body. If Master Taixuan hadn't taken action, you would have gone crazy at any time. He is saving you."

I immediately understood that when the demonic energy came to my body, my thoughts were almost dominated by resentment. If the Taixuan master in front of me hadn't taken action rashly and controlled me, I think they would have wanted to get close to me. It's not that easy either.

But they did do it for my own good, so I bowed politely to Master Taixuan and said respectfully: "Wu Jiuyin pays homage to Master Taixuan."

Master Taixuan smiled weakly, looked at me and said, "Boy, if you hadn't appeared here this time, all of us would have been in the hands of the Demon Cult again. You saved our lives. Let’s consider it even.”

After a pause, the old Taoist then said seriously: "However, the journey of cultivation is long, so it is better to be down-to-earth. Although using the power of resentment can greatly increase your cultivation, the backlash will kill you, so take care of yourself. .”

After saying that, the old Taoist shook his head and sighed, then he cupped his hands with the old man and floated away with several old Taoist priests behind him.

The old man and I watched the Taoist priests go away. After a closer look, we found that their original team of nine people seemed to be missing two people. However, I saw that two of the Taoist priests were holding two packages in their hands. Perhaps it should be the bodies of the two dead veterans.

This time we solved the problem of drought, and these veterans were indispensable. Not long ago, their majestic appearance of catching the thunder from the sky is still vivid in my mind. It was truly astonishing.

I watched them go away, then asked the old man next to me: "Grandpa... who are these Taoist priests?"

Grandpa sighed and said: "They are the famous Nan Jiuzi in the world. The leader is the current headmaster of Nanshan, Master Taixuan. This time, Grandpa invited Nan Jiuzi to come out. Unexpectedly, he lost two people here." A real person, Nan Jiuzi became Nan Qizi, I owe Nanshan a huge favor."

Looking at Nan Jiuzi's retreating back, I couldn't help but stand in awe, this is the real Taoist priest.

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