Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 541

"Thank you sir"

Knowing that this was a deal, Yao Lao still expressed his gratitude.

After all, if he hadn't met Cao Yi, he didn't know how long it would take him to recover [-]% of his soul.

"you are welcome"

Cao Yi replied with a smile.

The deal to help Yao Lao recover his strength is half done.

Noticing Xiao Yan who looked a bit lonely at the side, Cao Yi gave him a wink.

Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan, who had a lot of experience, he understood what was going on after a little thought.

He said softly: "My good boy, if you are my apprentice for one day, you will always be my apprentice. Don't think about it."

"teacher"

There were crystal tears in Xiao Yan's eyes, and his voice was a little choked up.

Yao Lao stretched out his imaginary hand, touched Xiao Yan's head, and said, "Don't cry, the teacher is still waiting for you to help the teacher clean up the door."

Xiao Yan said solemnly, "I will definitely practice hard and try to help Teacher clean up the door as soon as possible."

Cao Yi noticed a trace of worry in Xiao Zhan's eyes.

Don't think about it, you know why!
In Xiao Zhan's view.

The entanglement between Xiao Yan and Yao Lao, who is powerful and has even stronger enemies, is too deep.

The more benefits you get, the more dangers you will suffer, and even the entire family will be affected.

To prevent Xiao Zhan from doing something that would hurt Xiao Yan and Master Yao’s feelings, Cao Yi said something astonishing, “Patriarch Xiao, there is something that I forgot to tell you, your Xiao family’s problem is bigger than Yao Lao’s. "

Xiao Zhan, who was struggling with the relationship between his son and Yao Lao, was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with our family?"

The attention of Yao Lao and Xiao Yan was also attracted.

"In ancient times, there were eight tribes with the blood of Emperor Dou, namely the Xiao tribe, the ancient tribe, the soul tribe, the Yan tribe, the medicine tribe, the stone tribe, and the spirit tribe..."

Cao Yi spoke eloquently.

Xiao Zhan was dumbfounded.

Xiao Yan was not much better either.

Yao Lao is better, after all, he is a person who has experienced big storms.

After a while, Cao Yi finished speaking.

Xiao Zhan wiped the crystal sweat from his forehead, his face was full of bitterness, "It turns out that our Xiao family is the real big trouble."

"Unexpectedly, Yan'er is also a descendant of Emperor Dou"

Yao Lao sighed.

Cao Yi said in a joking tone, "The descendants of Emperor Dou who have enmity with the Hall of Soul and the descendants of Emperor Dou who have enmity with the Hall of Soul gather together across thousands of mountains and rivers, as if there is an invisible big hand manipulating all of this."

Xiao Zhan, Yao Lao, and Xiao Yan looked at each other with wry smiles.

"Okay, that's all for the redundant things, it's time to start alchemy"

As Cao Yi said, he walked towards Li Vulcan Stove.

Yao Lao followed him.

The Xiao family's father and son stayed where they were.

They are not qualified for such a difficult job as alchemy, even if they start with it.

Cao Yi came to Li Vulcan Stove and activated the Sun's holy power in his body to rekindle the extinguished fire.

"Not a different fire is better than a different fire"

Yao Lao praised.

With a wave of Cao Yi's hand, various alchemy materials appeared on one side like a hill, exuding bright brilliance.

He casually recruited several alchemy materials and threw them in.

Yao Lao had already seen the Dan recipe, and followed it without hesitation.

Both of them are veterans, especially Yao Lao.

So everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to Dan's prescription.

Time passed little by little while the two were busy.

At noon on the fourth day, all alchemy materials were liquefied.

The two of them continued to use hand tactics to solidify the pill, but for some reason they couldn't succeed.

Suddenly, a neither strong nor weak qi appeared 300 miles to the south.

Here comes an uninvited guest!
Cao Yi's eyelids twitched.

"what happened?"

Yao Lao, who noticed Cao Yi's abnormal behavior, said in doubt.

"Here Comes a Fighting King"

Cao Yi replied.

Yao Lao subconsciously wanted to return to the ring.

He didn't want to be exposed until his strength was fully restored.

But the pill hadn't been refined yet, so he couldn't leave, and was caught in a dilemma for a while.

"Patriarch Xiao, go and take down that Dou Wang!"

Cao Yi said something casually.

Xiao Zhan, who was standing not far away, was stunned.

The Taoist priest is joking, let himself, who is no match for the Great Doushi, deal with the Dou Wang.

Even if Dou Zi Mi is powerful, it is impossible to fight across two great realms.

"Daozhang, how could my father beat Dou Wang?"

Xiao Yan had an expression of wanting to vomit blood.

"Yan'er is right, how can I beat Dou Wang?"

Xiao Zhan smiled wryly.

"In the room on your left, there is a whip, carry it, enough to deal with Douwang"

Cao Yi said without looking back.

Xiao Zhan's heart moved, he walked into the room on the left, searched around, and finally found a whip with a lot of dog hair under the bed, shook off the dog hair, Xiao Zhan walked away with a face of doubting life come out.

"Master Dao, is it this one?"

Xiao Zhan asked uncertainly.

"Um"

Cao Yi responded simply.

"How does this thing work?"

Xiao Zhan asked.

"Put the power of the soul into it, and you can fight."

Cao Yi explained.

Xiao Zhan tried to put his soul power into it, but there was no response.

With enough strength to draw forward, there was a muffled thunderous sound.

Shocked, Xiao Zhan felt a little relieved.

But still not at ease, want to ask a few more questions.

The result was sent out by someone with a thought.

One second, one minute, five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour, Xiao Zhan still didn't come back.

Xiao Yan worried: "Master Daoist, is that whip really good?"

"Don't worry, that whip is the treasure of Pindao"

Cao Yi said.

"Why would the treasure be thrown in the room casually, with so many dog ​​hairs on it?"

Xiao Yan has a face that I am a child, but not a fool, don't lie to my expression.

"The whip was borrowed by the poor pet dog to play for a few days, well, your father will be fine"

After Cao Yi finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Xiao Yan asked again, but Cao Yi ignored him.

Just like that, another half hour passed, and Xiao Zhan walked in with a face of doubting his life.

"Father, are you alright?"

Xiao Yan hastily greeted him.

"He's gone before I make a move"

Xiao Zhan had a strange expression.

"How could this be?"

Xiao Yan couldn't believe it.

"Just now……"

Xiao Zhan told what happened.

He was sent out by Cao Yi and waited there for half an hour.

When he was feeling uneasy, suddenly, a black shadow rushed towards him.

He hastily poured his soul power into the whip.

Then a scream was heard.

Then there is no more then.

"As soon as Dad said it, I became even more confused?"

Xiao Yan touched the back of his head.

Xiao Zhan walked behind Cao Yi, put down his whip, and couldn't help asking: "Daoist, what's going on?"

Cao Yi didn't answer, but looked at Yao Lao, "Can the old man guess it?"

"This whip seems to be specially designed to restrain the soul, it seems that the fighting king is a soul body"

The old man said.

"good"

Cao Yi nodded.

"It was so"

Xiao Zhan was stunned.

"Why is there a fighting king-level soul body here? Could it be that the Soul Palace has found my trace."

Yao Lao worried.

(End of this chapter)