Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 160
Just as he was about to go out, Zhao Xuan patted his head.

"Look at my memory. I sent a phoenix tail feather to Qitang before. I spent [-] contribution points to ask Qitang to help me build a sword."

"The decisive battle with the Buddhist disciples of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is about to begin. I almost forgot to get it."

"Master, this disciple will go first."

Tianshu Peak Master said in a deep voice: "I will go with you as a master, so as not to make things difficult for you."

These days, he has the most dealings with the Alchemy Hall, Qi Hall, Formation Hall and other halls.

Because the disciples in each hall originally came from various peaks.

Most of them have cut off their path to martial arts and rely on doing things for the sect to repay the contribution points they owed in the early stage.

A few want to improve their cultivation by changing to alchemy, weapon refining, formations, etc.

In order to vent their anger on their dead brothers, they picked on the Tianshu Peak disciples in various ways.

Zhao Xuan thought for a moment and said, "That's fine."

The master and apprentice came to the Qi Hall.

When the people in Qi Hall saw Tianshu Peak Master, they shunned him like the plague.

Obviously these days, it is not uncommon to see the former Tianshu Peak Master getting angry.

Can't be provoked, can't you hide?
Seeing that Peak Master Tianshu was about to get angry, Zhao Xuan quickly stopped him and signaled that he would do it.

He casually grabbed a Qi Hall disciple who was passing by him: "Senior Brother, is the elder here?"

As the saying goes, the king of hell is easy to talk to, but the devil is difficult to deal with.

Instead of getting entangled with ordinary disciples, it would be better to go directly to the elders of Qi Hall.

Save worry and trouble.

After all, it is an earth-level treasure. It can be settled by asking the elders to come forward.

"You let go?"

The man shook him hard several times, but failed to break away from Zhao Xuan who was prepared and said angrily: "Who are you? Are you the elder you can see whenever you want?"

Zhao Xuan's face did not change and he spoke freely: "I have something to discuss with the elders on the order of the master. Please give me the way."

The man was stunned when he heard this, stretched out his hand and said, "Please show me the master's handwriting."

Zhao Xuan's face darkened: "Who are you? Can you read the master's handwriting if you want?"

He used the same tone as that person.

The man was stunned and didn't know how to respond.

After a while, he said: "The elder is not here."

Zhao Xuan raised his voice: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Can you afford to delay the head's affairs?"

"Where can I get the earth-level treasures I ordered before?"

The man was stunned for a moment and said in a daze: "Master Zhou Jian, he is on the second floor of the Central Courtyard."

Zhao Xuan let him go and walked inside.

He did not forget to give Peak Master Tianshu a look, as if to say: "Did you see it? A disciple with a strong heart and an online IQ is not afraid of being criticized at all."

Peak Master Tianshu took a deep look at Zhao Xuan and thought, "Why did I accept such a shameless disciple who talks nonsense?"

Entering the second floor of the middle courtyard, Zhao Xuan repeated his old trick: "Where is Master Zhou Jian? I have been ordered by the master to come and pick up an earth-level treasure."

The bald middle-aged man, who was painting, raised his head: "I'm here, which one should I take?"

But I'm wondering in my heart: Didn't you hear that the leader recently told you to build an earth-level treasure?

He probably didn't expect that a disciple would dare to flaunt around under the banner of being the master.

"A sword made of phoenix feathers."

Zhou Jian opened the record and found the one that Zhao Xuan mentioned. He asked doubtfully: "Isn't this Phoenix Feather Sword what the master wants? It's a disciple named Zhao Xuan who sent me the materials and Hua's contribution points."

Zhao Xuan handed over the nameplate to prove his identity: "I am Zhao Xuan."

Zhou Jian was stunned for a moment, then took the nameplate and checked it passed.

"Okay, you draw a mark here, stamp it with the nameplate, and I'll get it to you."

He handed Zhao Xuan something similar to a receipt, proving that it had been taken away.

Zhao Xuan did as he was told without saying a word.

When he opened the secret compartment where the Phoenix Feather Sword was hidden, Zhou Jian suddenly realized: "What does this matter have to do with the leader?"

Zhao Xuan's expression did not change: "The master asked me to have a decisive battle with the disciples of Wanfo Temple tomorrow, and I specifically asked me to bring this sword with me."

"That's not important. The important thing is, am I qualified to receive this sword?"

Zhou Jian thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

Then without asking any more questions, he handed a blood-red long sword three fingers wide and four feet long into Zhao Xuan's hands.

Zhao Xuan thanked him, and the moment his palm touched the hilt of the sword, a warm breath came continuously from the sword body.

It complements the fire spiritual power in his body.

It is indeed a psychic earth-level treasure that can interact with him.

He glanced around and saw that this place was obviously not the place to test the sword, so he put away the Phoenix Feather Sword and said goodbye to Zhou Jian.Zhou Jian watched Zhao Xuan leave in confusion, holding the receipt he signed and falling into deep thought.

In addition to the weapon hall, Zhao Xuan said meaningfully: "Master, have you seen this? I don't need you to come forward to get the earth-level treasure, let alone anything else?"

Peak Master Tianshu suddenly said: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Zhao Xuan smiled lightly.

He already has a black jade dagger in his hand. Although the Phoenix Feather Sword can increase his strength a lot, it is not absolutely necessary.

He just didn't want the old man to feel too guilty.

People, sometimes you can live happily by being a little selfish.

Life is short, why is it so heavy?
"Okay, have you started teaching me as a teacher?"

The master of Tianshu Peak was gearing up and looking at Zhao Xuan with an evil look on his face.

"Let me, my master, check your recent progress with the Tianshu Sword."

Good news: People are coming out.

Bad news: It's gone too far.

"Master, wait a minute, the decisive battle between the disciple and the Buddha is about to begin."

"Disciples of a genius like him don't dare to slack off at all. They must maintain their peak condition. It is not appropriate to waste their energy before a battle."

The master of Tianshu Peak followed Shan Ruliu: "When you finish this fight, I will become your master and then be your sparring partner."

Zhao Xuan, who briefly escaped the disaster, and Tianshu Peak Master went straight to the Wei and Jin battlefields where the evil aura was overwhelming.

He looked at the battlefield that stretched for hundreds of miles, and shouted loudly: "Where is Master Xuanzang? I came here as requested. Please show up to see Master Xuanzang."

The substantial sound spreads out like ripples, blowing the airflow and making a hunting sound.

The mighty air flow breaks through the waves and spreads in all directions.

After a while, Monk Kong Kong, who had met Zhao Xuan once, flew over quickly: "The Buddha is practicing his magical powers. Please wait a moment, young hero."

His appearance immediately made Zhao Xuan locate the direction of Xuanzang.

Zhao Xuan stepped forward in the air: "It doesn't matter, I can wait for him to finish his work."

Although he said this, he actually rushed towards Xuanzang's location.

He wanted to see what kind of magical powers Xuanzang, the mysterious monk, was practicing.

Although the two had contact at Xie's Manor, it was not yet clear whether they were friends or foes.

It never hurts to know a little more.

"Hey hey!"

When Monk Kong saw this, he was about to stop him.

"Young hero, please do not disturb Buddhist disciples' practice."

A figure as deep as a mountain stopped Monk Kong.

The master of Tianshu Peak said calmly: "Master Kong, we'd better not get involved in the friendship between the juniors."

Xuanzang, who was at the critical moment of absorbing the power of his soul, was cursing in his heart.

"Idiot, if you don't say anything, who can find the Buddha?"

"Are you here to help Lord Buddha? Or are you here to trick Lord Buddha?"

Until now, he has not figured out Zhao Xuan's whereabouts.

But he can guarantee that Zhao Xuan has an extraordinary background.

A young prodigy who can control the long lost true fire of the sun, is proficient in the way of luck, understands the divine way, and can easily break through the space of the blessed land.

In his time, he was by no means an unknown person.

Who knows if Zhao Xuan can see through his methods and take the opportunity to destroy his magical powers?
"Empty and bald donkey, Buddha is really going to be killed by you."

As soon as he had this idea in his mind, Zhao Xuan appeared in front of him with a smile: "Master Xuanzang, your magical power doesn't look very serious."

"Could it be a magical method?"

"Would you like me to help you overcome the demons in your heart?"

In just a few words, Xuanzang was almost sweating.

He tried his best to smile and said: "Thank you for your concern, little monk. This is a serious way to save the souls of the dead."

"To save the souls of the dead, you cannot rely on others. I hope the benefactor will not take any action."

Zhao Xuan said in a faint tone: "It seems that Master Xuanzang is really unable to move. Do you think I should take the opportunity to take action and win this decisive battle?"

While speaking, he had already adopted the stance of "Yin Yang Great Mixed Cave·Attack".

Open your legs, bend down slightly, hide your hands between your waist and abdomen, and quickly accumulate strength.

"Trapped."

Xuanzang secretly thought something was wrong, his heart was beating wildly, and he had a vague feeling that a disaster was imminent.

He shouted almost as fast as he could: "The young monk accidentally obtained a mysterious water bead a few days ago. This thing is destined to the donor, and I am willing to give it to the donor."

(End of this chapter)