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

Chapter 213
Zhang Cuifeng immediately fell into self-doubt.

Muttered to himself: "Is my talent really that bad?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" and a ball of extremely coquettish red flames emerged from Zhang Cuifeng's body.

The red flames swayed in the wind, and the surrounding area exuded an extremely cold, evil and ferocious aura, as if coming from the depths of hell, and seemed to freeze people's souls.

Zhao Xuan seemed to be in a state of stress, exuding the true sun fire from his whole body, burning fiercely, as if he was going to burn everything.

If you look carefully, you will see that the edge of the golden sun fire has been coated with a layer of red light at some point.

It should be that the red flames on Zhang Cuifeng's body were secretly attacking the surroundings. They were detected by the spiritual true sun fire in Zhao Xuan's body, and automatically activated their power to protect him from harm.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Almost at the moment Zhang Cuifeng's body burst into flames, Zhang Taifeng's jade-like palm gently pressed down on him.

The cold and evil aura was pushed back before it could spread to the surrounding areas.

Together with the eerie red flame, it was extinguished simply as if it had encountered a freezing cold wave.

Zhang Cuifeng was startled, and then realized: "What happened?"

Zhang Taifeng looked calm: "You have gone crazy."

Zhang Cuifeng was ashamed when he heard this: "Disciple..."

After a while, I wanted to defend myself, but I didn't know where to start.

"Have you taken the Soul Gathering Pill refined by Sanqingguan?"

Zhang Taifeng's eyes were dark, and although he used doubtful words, his tone was very firm.

Zhang Cuifeng's face suddenly turned pale and he muttered: "Disciple was impulsive..."

The voice gradually died down.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Zhang Taifeng's eyes: "Has my master told you that there is something wrong with Sanqingguan's elixir, and you should ask your master before taking it?"

Zhao Xuan suddenly realized.

Zhang Cuifeng secretly used the Soul Gathering Pill. The red flame just now was the karma fire contained in the Soul Gathering Pill.

He was thinking, didn't he remind Zhang Taifeng how could Zhang Cuifeng make such a mistake? Could it be that Zhang Taifeng didn't tell Zhang Cuifeng?

Unexpectedly, Zhang Cuifeng was so courageous that he ignored Zhang Taifeng's instructions and secretly took shortcut pills.

Zhang Cuifeng knelt on the ground with a bang: "Qingfeng has been telling his disciples that he was promoted to Grand Master with the Soul Gathering Pill. The disciple was temporarily obsessed and worried that the master would not allow it, so he took it privately."

"I thought that I was unaware of the evil spirits, but I didn't expect to encounter such a disaster. Please ask Master to save me."

At this moment, his face was filled with regret.

Zhang Taifeng sighed: "Even Zhao Xuan, a junior from another generation, knows that there is something wrong with the elixir and will ask for an expert's opinion."

"You are more than a sixty years old at the knees of the old Taoist, but you can't trust the old Taoist?"

"That's all, just take the pills. When something happens, it's not too late to find an expert."

After saying that, he turned his back, already intending to chase away the guests.

Zhang Cuifeng's face changed drastically, thinking that Zhang Taifeng was going to give up on him, and kept kowtowing: "Master, it's my disciple who is obsessed with it. Please forgive me this time."

Seeing Zhang Taifeng's indifference, Zhao Xuan explained kindly: "What my uncle meant is that since he has taken it once, he should take it boldly without hesitation or hesitation."

"If something is wrong, please ask him to take action immediately. This does not mean that you are ignoring the master."

Zhang Cuifeng was stunned for a moment, as if he had some realization.

The next moment, he felt a push.

After regaining consciousness, he appeared outside the yard.

Zhang Taifeng's cold voice sounded in Zhao Xuan's ears: "Did you see it? Even if the old Taoist tells them there is a problem, there will still be people jumping into the fire pit."

Zhao Xuanshen thought so.

But reminding the other party to go his own way, and not reminding them, are two different concepts.

"Have a good time practicing. If you don't understand anything, come back to the old Taoist."

Zhao Xuan said goodbye and left.

After Zhang Cuifeng's death, he no longer took any chances.

He casually summoned a disciple of Sanqingguan: "I have something important to discuss with the Taoist disciple of your sect. Please ask him to come to my residence." The disciple looked unhappy when he heard this and thought to himself: Who are you?Do you think you are some kind of big shot and Daozi comes to see you?

Just as he was about to refuse, Zhao Xuan handed over a bottle of Soul Condensation Pill: "This Soul Condensation Pill will be used as a fee for running errands. Please don't dislike it."

The disciple immediately changed his expression and changed into a smiling face: "Okay, senior brother, wait a moment, I will definitely tell you what to say."

A moment later, Dao Sansheng came in a hurry and asked with a dark face: "Zhao Xuan, what tricks do you want to play when you come to me?"

Zhao Xuan said slowly: "Do you want to take back your destiny?"

Dao Sansheng said fiercely: "You are finally willing to admit that you took it from me. Please return it to me as soon as possible."

Zhao Xuan said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, I don't admit it, so what if you know?"

Dao San was angry: "You..."

But he was not stupid, and he quickly guessed Zhao Xuan's intention of confessing to him.

"Tell me, what do you want to do to return your destiny to me?"

Zhao Xuan said leisurely: "It seems you are not stupid."

"Tell me first, how many soul-gathering pills do you need to take to condense three souls?"

Dao Sansheng suddenly understood and chuckled: "So you want to use the Soul Gathering Pill to be promoted to Grand Master."

Zhao Xuan said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and answer my question, how many coins do you want?"

Dao Sansheng thought that Zhao Xuan was angry because of his embarrassment, and said meaningfully: "If you have a good talent, you only need one. If you have a poor talent, it takes a hundred to condense one soul. Three souls are three hundred."

Zhao Xuan nodded slightly and stretched out a finger: "The first condition is three hundred soul-gathering pills."

"The second condition is that you will provide all the resources I need for my subsequent practice."

"The third condition is that you swear by your Taoist heart that after you get your destiny back, you will not cause trouble to me. Otherwise, your Taoist heart will be broken and you will not be able to make any progress."

"The fourth condition, tell me how to inspire the use of destiny?"

"The fifth condition is that I want three immortal-level skills and three magical powers."

"If you agree, I will return the destiny immediately."

He deliberately put what he wanted most in the middle to lower Dao Sansheng's vigilance.

Dao Sansheng's face was as dark as ink: "I can promise you the first three, but not the fourth and fifth."

Dao Sansheng was not stupid and decisively refused to agree to the fourth and fifth.

But the initiative is not in his hands, but in Zhao Xuan's hands.

Zhao Xuan replied decisively: "None of the five conditions should be missing. Daozi can go back and think about it. There is no need to rush to give me an answer."

"Whenever you think about it clearly, it's not too late to come back to me."

"But I can't guarantee that Daozi won't change his mind next time he comes."

His eyes swept Dao Sansheng from beginning to end: "After all, it is difficult for Daozi to be promoted to the Grand Master realm because of his incomplete destiny. Like me, he cannot afford to delay."

Dao Sansheng's expression changed immediately after being poked in the painful spot.

He pondered for a moment: "I can fully agree to the first three conditions, and half of the fifth one. I will give you two immortal-level martial arts and one magical power."

"Only the fourth one, I can't agree to."

Zhao Xuan said without comment: "The fourth one is the one you must agree to."

"If I don't use up all the destiny I stole, how will you get it back?"

Dao Sansheng was stunned when he heard this: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Xuan smiled: "Does Daozi have to pretend to be stupid in front of me?"

"It's impossible for me to cooperate with you in any luck-returning ceremony. That would be too risky, and I can't trust you."

"The only way is for me to use the destiny directly in the shortest possible time and let it return to you automatically."

"You don't even teach me how to use destiny, how can I return it?"

"As for the immortal-level martial arts and supernatural powers, you have no shortage of them at all, as you have been taught by the great masters of the immortal world in dreams. Why bother to search for them and make people look down on them?"

Dao Sansheng's face was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.

(End of this chapter)