Under one person: If I let you refine your Qi, will you become an immortal?!

Chapter 158: Rootlessness: Life advice, never make a date with Li Muxuan!

"Quanzhen Patriarch!!"

Li Muxuan's voice resounded throughout the sky.

At this moment, almost everyone looked at him strangely, somewhat confused.

After all, it was just a matter of exorcising the gods and summoning the immortals.

Now this is not even pretending.

To sway someone directly orally?

On the other side, Liang Ting was startled when he heard the sound, but he didn't take it too seriously.

He comes from the Taoist Fulu Sect, so he naturally knows about ghosts, gods, and soldiers.

Patriarch? That can only be supported by a large family like Tianshi Mansion. Other small sects can only mobilize some soldiers and horses, and the founder has long since died.

Simultaneously.

The Patriarch didn’t just call him out if he wanted to.

You must be at least the leader of a sect, or the sect must be at the critical stage of life and death.

This is the current situation.

Which one of them does this kid behind the scenes account for?

In terms of sects, although the Trinity Sect is affiliated with Quanzhen, it is obviously not a high-ranking family.

Whether there is a Patriarch Yin Shen or not is another matter!

In terms of status, it is true that he, Li Muxuan, is a good young man, but he is just a disciple, a junior among juniors; in terms of timing, this does not look like a matter of life and death.

To be honest, the other party can win over the Patriarch in this way.

Then, since I was born in the Fu Lu Sect, should I learn how to sway Patriarch Zhengyi over with just one shout?

"Want to bluff me?"

Liang Ting's eyes flashed with disdain.

Immediately, he continued to escape forward without any intention of stopping.

Li Muxuan was chasing after him closely.

Turn around and block the soft bones attacking you.

"Master, it seems of no use."

Bai Xian was a little puzzled and said, "Aren't the Quanzhen Patriarchs dozing off?"

"No problem, let the ancestors fly for a while."

Li Muxuan just finished speaking.

In an instant.

Wuyangyang's figure fell from the sky.

There are no clouds filling the sky, and there is no radiant light. It is just pure. There is strength in numbers.

"so much?"

Seeing this situation, Li Muxuan was slightly startled.

According to his initial thoughts, it would be great if five or six ancestors could help him hold Liang Ting down.

After all, it is quite hard for the Patriarchs to come here, and they have to be worn down by heaven and earth to cultivate. However, looking at the posture in front of us, a rough calculation shows that there are about fifty or sixty Patriarchs.

It would be an understatement to say that they were all mobilized.

It's so reliable.

at the same time.

Liang Ting looked at the group of Quanzhen Patriarchs in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he turned back to look at Li Muxuan with an incredulous expression on his face.

What the hell is this guy doing?

First he drove the immortal family, then he reshaped his flesh and blood, and finally he was able to invite so many ancestors!

Regardless of identity, background, or means, they are far ahead of their peers.

Even the heads of some small sects.

I am afraid that the resources that can be mobilized are not as many as his, at least he will definitely not be able to invite so many ancestors to help!

However, it is obviously such an important thing.

There is no record of it in the intelligence.

It is only said that he killed an evil monk with a sneak attack from all directions, and that he was very accurate in fortune telling.

Think of this.

Liang Ting really wanted to kill the person who gave him the information.

But apparently he didn't stand a chance.

At this moment, among the Quanzhen Patriarchs, the first one, an old Taoist with white beard and hair, a golden crown on his head, and a golden robe and purple robe, said in an indifferent tone: "You are the one who is holding the people hostage and bullying my juniors, right?"

The voice just fell.

Terrifying waves of air swayed in all directions.

Liang Ting's heart suddenly became tense.

He could clearly feel that even if he had the body of a Yin God, the other party's strength was superior to his.

However, instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to fight with the opponent, which might still have a chance of survival, so he did not answer, and waved his soft bones wildly, trying to force the evil spirits in front of him to retreat.

"The fly shakes the tree."

Seeing this, Jin Guan Lao Dao did not dodge, raised his right hand, and called softly: "Here comes the sword!"

The voice just fell.

The Baiyun Sword in Li Muxuan's hand seemed to feel something.

The sword shook slightly.

But it didn't fly over, as if it felt good to stay in the hands of the current owner.

At least there is still pure Yang Qi to warm and nourish you every day.

"Huh?" Jinguan Lao Dao couldn't help but be stunned, then raised his eyes to look at Li Muxuan, gave this junior a look, and at the same time, he hooked his fingers unnoticeably.

Seeing this, Li Muxuan immediately used Reversal, and the Baiyun Sword fell into the opponent's hand.

"Ruzi can be taught."

The old Taoist Jin Guan glanced appreciatively.

Then his eyes narrowed.

The whole person's temperament suddenly changed.

Immediately, with a flick of his wrist, the sharp sword light carried a majestic momentum and struck vertically towards Liang Ting in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Liang Ting didn't dare to neglect.

The soft bones come together in one place.

Overlapping layers.

Forming an indestructible shield, he wanted to block the sword energy attacking him from the front.

However, as the sword energy got closer and closer to him, Liang Ting's legs couldn't help but tremble. He felt that the man in front of him was the strongest sword in the world.

She looked like a child when facing him.

There's no way to win.

However, this only aroused his fierceness.

"A bunch of old guys who have died a long time ago, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

At this moment, Liang Ting looked up to the sky and shouted angrily.

The energy inside the body surges and rolls.

He is a great master of both talismans and mechanisms, a white owl that is feared in the entire spiritual world. He doesn't understand what he can't win at all!

In an instant, the sword energy collided with the soft bones!

But the miracle didn't happen.

Under the huge power gap.

Liang Ting's soft bones were like paper, shattering and breaking in the blink of an eye, scattering all over the ground.

Not only that, Liang Ting didn't even have a chance to dodge under this terrifying sword energy, and his right arm was cut off almost instantly.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The severe pain made him scream like crazy, and blood spurted out uncontrollably.

And finish these.

The old Taoist Jin Guan had no intention of continuing to swing his sword, as if he was just doing something trivial and ordinary.

Immediately, he stuck the sword on the ground, turned around, and assumed the posture of an expert with his hands behind his back.

Right now.

A burst of cheers erupted from all the founders of Quanzhen.

"The ancestor is mighty!"

"The Patriarch's sword is as elegant as before!"

"The sword light is like water, flowing freely. The ancestor's sword practice has improved again over the years!"

"The immortal sword is unsheathed to slay evil spirits, and the divine light separates and merges into the sky! The Patriarch's sword requires hundreds of years of hard training. How can this heretic who relies on external objects be able to withstand it!"

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Waves of cheers drowned out Liang Ting's screams.

See this scene.

Old Taoist Yuan Zheng looked up at the sky in mid-air, and seemed not to recognize the group of ancestor Yin gods below.

Bai Xian looked at him with admiration and learning.

But Li Muxuan's eyes flashed with something strange. He originally thought that these ancestors were all thugs, but he didn't expect that it was one person and a group of braggarts?

Of course, these are not important.

The important thing is.

The Golden Crown Patriarch wielding the sword in front of him, if he guessed correctly, should be Yin Zu.

After all, although the opponent's sword just cost him incense and faith, his own realm is at the top of the world. Even after death, let alone while alive, he must be the most powerful person in the world and the leader in Taoism.

And it’s related to Baiyun Sword.

It can only be Yin Zu.

Just thinking about it.

Jin Guan Lao Dao's voice sounded.

"Enough is enough."

"Why do you want to make me happy, old man? You're already here, why don't you hurry up and deal with this monster?"

"Remember to take a breath."

As soon as these words came out.

All the founders of Quanzhen stopped talking. Then, he looked at Liang Ting, who had a broken arm, with no intention of showing any mercy.

Fifty or sixty old Taoist priests with immortal style rolled up their sleeves one after another, and then swarmed up, punching and kicking Liang Ting's vital parts.

"The black tiger takes out the heart!"

"The two peaks penetrate the ears!"

"The angry crow takes off!"

"Tornado destroyed"

Soon.

Liang Ting lost too much blood and was seriously injured. With a plop, his huge body fell to the ground.

There is not a good piece of meat on the body.

See this scene.

Li Muxuan bowed to the ancestors in front of him.

"This junior would like to thank all the ancestors."

Hearing this, the golden-crowned old man turned his back and nodded slightly, then flicked his sleeves.

The Baiyun Sword landed accurately at Li Muxuan's feet.

Followed by.

He then walked forward, leaving only a handsome figure from behind.

Seeing this, the other Patriarchs seemed to have long been accustomed to it. They originally wanted to say something to the juniors, but were afraid of ruining the atmosphere and disturbing the interest of the Patriarch.

So they left together.

"When it's over, brush off your clothes and hide your merit and fame."

Seeing this situation, Bai Xian beside Li Muxuan couldn't help but praise: "You are worthy of being a senior master."

And it seems that he heard this.

The old Jin Guan Taoist who was walking at the front had a smile on his face.

This hedgehog is somewhat spiritual.

If a hundred years ago, when I was still alive, I would have taken him with me and trained him intensively.

It's a pity that after several generations of inheritance, the style of his Baiyun Temple sect has changed, and it's not the same as when he was alive. It was only after this junior came that the sect became a little more interesting.

It was not in vain that I entrusted him with my sword.

Between thoughts.

The figures of the ancestors suddenly became distorted.

Then gradually disappeared in place.

Except for Liang Ting, who was only breathing, there seemed to be nothing to prove that they had been here.

at the same time.

The rootless observation of the whole process.

A bit of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he truly realized what it means to be a wealthy family and what a sect's heritage is.

And what the hell is a Taoist immortal seedling!

Is this guy Li Muxuan perhaps a direct descendant of Baiyun Temple? No, prepare to watch! Otherwise, how could he, a disciple of the Trinity Sect, defeat so many Quanzhen Patriarchs in a single fight?

Is this reasonable?

Think of this.

Wu Gensheng looked at Li Muxuan.

"This guy is really hard to see through."

"Slip away."

He then turned around and left the place, but after walking for several miles, several figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Could these also be brought by Li Muxuan?"

Wu Gensheng hid. At this moment, he really felt that if he fought with Li Muxuan in the future, he must not make a fight, otherwise God knows how many people would come.

I am afraid that I will drag everyone in with me.

There are not as many people as Li Muxuan.

After all, this guy is so popular! Is this the benefit of being a white person? !

Just thinking about it.

Several steel needles suddenly shot toward him.

"Discovered!"

While Wu Gensheng dodged sideways, the energy under his feet exploded, and he swept away with all his strength towards the distance.

"Such a quick reaction and speed, but I don't know if he is a full-blooded demon." An old man with white hair and one blind eye was slightly surprised.

He just noticed someone peeping in the dark.

So I gave it a try.

I thought about catching him alive, but I didn't expect that the other party could avoid it and make a decision so quickly.

It was a bit beyond his expectation.

"Chief, do you want to chase me?"

At this time, a middle-aged man next to him asked.

"no need."

The blind old man waved his hand, "Yingcai, we are here for the White Owl Liang."

"I heard someone on the road leaking news that the other party had kidnapped people and had evil intentions. We just took this opportunity to see if we could get rid of Liang Ting. It doesn't hurt to let him go."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement.

And in the ranks.

The two young men looked at Wu Gensheng who was escaping, with a sense of familiarity flashing in their eyes.

It always seemed like I had seen each other there before.

However, since the gate leader had spoken, they would not look for trouble, so they continued to move forward.

the other side.

After the Patriarchs took action to deal with Liang Ting.

Several immortals also killed all the twenty or thirty Quanxings and returned to the interior scene.

Only mangled corpses were left on the ground.

And at this time.

Li Muxuan stood in front of Liang Ting.

Turn around and penetrate into every organ of the opponent's body, without fear of him pretending to be dead or violent.

But Xiaobai, who was unaware of this, stretched out his arms to block Li Muxuan in order to show his loyalty, and said with wary eyes: "Master, what are we going to do with this guy?"

"Of course I'll kill him."

Li Muxuan said in a calm tone.

People like Liang Ting.

Even if he was cut into pieces by a thousand swords and his body was quartered by five horses, it would be a well-deserved death, and death would not be a pity.

After all, regardless of whether he was right or wrong for slaughtering his family, the other party had killed hundreds to hundreds of innocent people over the years, and burning, killing, and looting were commonplace.

Don’t kill such people, but keep them for the New Year?

"That's what the master said."

Xiaobai nodded in agreement.

But seeing that Li Muxuan was reluctant to take action, he said, "Are you afraid of getting your hands dirty?"

"Why don't you let me come?"

"and many more."

Li Muxuan interrupted the other party.

Liang Ting really deserves to die.

But after all, he is a master of two disciplines, and the Mo tendons and soft bones in his body are also somewhat interesting.

It wasn't that he was afraid of losing his skills or that he wanted to practice them. Li Muxuan was just curious about the effect of the talisman and how it was combined with the mechanism technique of transforming the human body.

But because I don’t know much about talismans and mechanism techniques.

This kind of process, which is almost starting from scratch and is extremely complex, cannot be fully understood in a short time.

Therefore, Li Muxuan chose to use the inversion of the eight directions and the observation method to quickly note down the opponent's body structure.

Especially that talisman, compared to the mechanism technique.

Li Muxuan felt that things like talismans were more mysterious. He had known that even for a big talisman sect like the Shangqing Sect, disciples would often practice for five or six years before being given a new talisman.

There are even families.

With a talisman, he established himself in the world of spiritual practice.

After all, it is a talisman.

In a sense, it is equivalent to a disposable magical weapon or spell, and its power and effect are not weak.

Of course, Li Muxuan had no intention of switching to the Fulu sect, he just wanted to use this opportunity to study the relationship between heaven and earth and Fulu.

But this thing is random.

All practice should focus on one’s own life.

Just thinking about it.

Xiaobai's voice suddenly sounded.

"Master, someone is coming."

As he spoke, Xiaobai turned around and looked warily at the group of people who suddenly appeared.

Yuan Zheng, who was in the air, was full of surprise.

"Tangmen?"

"Why are they here suddenly?"

While Yuan Zheng was thinking about it, he took the initiative to come down from the sky, fearing that there would be some misunderstanding between the other party and Mu Xuanjian.

However, at this moment, a figure appeared in front of Li Muxuan with lightning speed, bowed and said: "My dear friend, why are you here?!"

Yuan Zheng:.

benefactor?

Did this kid have anything to do with people from the Tang Clan?

How many secrets does he have behind my back?

(End of this chapter)