Xuanhuan: I slash the sky with one sword

Chapter 173
The four Taoist middle-aged men were discussing fiercely, and the final result was that the leader Taoist brother snorted coldly: "Let's let this kid's secret technique go for now, but with the character of an unscrupulous uncle, he will definitely send more in the future." When the monks from this island enter this city, it will not be too late to trouble them after our strength has risen!"

After the sound, the middle-aged four-person Taoist robe returned to the hall on the left sullenly!
At this time.The murderous Guisha came down to Wang Han with a small gray box.

"The five-pox god is dead, did Brother Wang give me the rest of the Yin Kui Jue!?" The murderous ghost held the evil baby magic weapon of the five-pox god in his hand and went straight to Wang Han himself, pretending that he didn't see Mrs. Jinhua. Said resentfully.

"Brother Guisha helped me a lot this time. I should have returned all the Yinkui Jue to you, but... considering that after you get all the Yinkui Jue, you might take the trick of killing me, so I can't give you all the Yinkui Jue." All Yin Kui will be given to you, how about this, I will give you half, and I will return the remaining half to you when the time is right!"

While talking, he divided the remaining Yin Kui Jue into two shares, Wang Hanna kept one share, and threw the other share to the murderous Guisha!
"Brother Wang, you are too careful. You see there is a beautiful woman with a golden flower beside you. How dare a ghost play tricks like killing a donkey with you? It's good that I can protect myself!" Ren Guisha's heart is like a bright mirror!
This person knew very well that Wang Han would never return the entire copy of Yin Kuijue to him without complete assurance!

However, the murderous Guisha is not in a hurry anymore. Counting another share given by Wang Han, he now has Yin Kuijue's Eight Success Techniques in his hands, so many skills are enough for him to cultivate to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Even the late Nascent Soul...

"Brother Guisha is really good at joking, the evil baby magic weapon in your hand can beat me hard when you fight with me, but you subdue it with a wind, which shows that brother Gui's magic power is not inferior to that of the golden elixir. The magic power of Consummation Cultivation... this is really enviable to my little brother!" Wang Han looked at the small gray box in the hands of the murderous ghost with twinkling eyes, but said with lingering fear on his mouth!

"Haha. Brother Wang is really good at putting things together. It is obvious that you beat the five-pox god to the brim first, and you are just taking advantage of it!" Guisha, the murderous man, dare not be a man!
At this moment when you praise me, I praise me, and compliment each other!
The fierce battle on another battlefield is coming to an end!
Wang Han turned his eyes, and saw that Bone Goro had been replaced by a three-foot-long skeleton with eyes and no eyes. On the other hand, Monk Dahua's whole body was shining with golden light, and there was a golden lotus platform on the top of his head that was spinning continuously. , and there are rounds of reciting sounds from time to time.

"What kind of bloody enmity do these two have? They even burned the Golden Elixir recklessly to increase mana power. After this battle, neither of them can survive!" Mrs. Jin Hua looked at it with shining eyes. The battle place between Bone Goro and Monk Dahua!Afterwards, it can be seen that the two are burning the power of golden core to enhance the power of their own natal exercises!

Almost every Golden Core cultivator knows this kind of technique that consumes the life of the Golden Core, but very few Golden Core cultivators have the opportunity to perform it.The reason is that the condensing of this method takes a lot of time, and the two sides in the fight often don't give the other a chance to activate this kind of death-killing method that is harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself.But seeing the scene where Bone Goro and Monk Dahua are fighting at this moment, they each seized the opportunity!

"I used to have a wife who was as beautiful as a flower. Although our cultivation base is not high, we know how to support each other, help each other, and rely on each other. Even when we have children, I plan to retire to the mountains and never step into the world of cultivation! !"

"However, all of this was ruined by you evil monk!"

"If I didn't kill you with my own hands, even if I die, the ghost will not disperse!"

"Qingzhu! I'm here to accompany you!"

The three-foot-long skeleton let out a final scream, and then rushed towards the golden lotus platform above Monk Dahua's head under the curtain of dusk!
"Grand Monk, I have married countless women, God knows which Xia Qingzhu you are talking about!"

"Grand Monk, I have studied Buddhism since I was a child, but when I grew up, I realized that the Dharma I learned when I was a child was only used to deceive children. Since then, I have no longer used the Buddha to do good, but used the joy of meditation to condense My own mana...to shape the self-true Buddha in my heart..."

"Great monk, I was right! What was wrong was this world...it was the one who lied to me first!!"

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"One of these two is trapped by love, and the other is fascinated by Dao..." The golden-armed Wang Han looked at the two people who gradually disappeared into the air with a complicated expression, and sighed feelingly for a moment.

"Hey, there are many things in this world that even we monks can't explain. For example, people's feelings can be good or evil, cold or warm... Maybe it's better to be at peace with the situation..." Mrs. Jinhua looked as complicated as Wang Han secretly sighed.

"Let's go." The murderous Guisha didn't show any expression.Go straight to the bronze palace gate on the right.

"Brother Wang Han, why don't you go to the Seventh and Eighth Halls with me to practice, the aura there is more abundant than those in the Fifth and Sixth Halls!" When the murderous ghost entered the right hall, Mrs. Jinhua invited the golden-armed Wang Han to the Seventh and Eighth Halls Practice!

"No need, my cultivation base is not high. If I really go to the seventh and eighth halls, I will only attract strong dissatisfaction from those few Jindan Dzogchen practitioners. It is better not to provoke unnecessary troubles!" Wang Han She politely declined Mrs. Jinhua's invitation.

"Don't worry, brother, I'm here..."

However, before Mrs. Jinhua could finish her sentence, Wang Han entered the bronze door on the right in a flash.

"Sigh... my sister is worried that Gui Sha will harm you, and I will still live with you in the Fifth and Sixth Halls, and I will take care of you to some extent." Accompanied by a soft sigh.The figure of this woman also gradually disappeared in the stone corridor of the plank road.

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According to the ranking of the hundred and eight, the place where Wang Han and the three live is named "hundred and five".

The sixth hall among the last nine halls!

The eighteen spiritual pillars in the hall stood upright gleamingly, and the blue aura kept spreading out from them...

Sitting cross-legged not far from Mrs. Jinhua, Wang Han's breath was completely restrained, as if he had fallen into absolute emptiness.

At this moment, there is a bloody finger horizontal poking action in his mind that is constantly rehearsing!

Once, ten times, a hundred times, or more.

At the same time, in an unknown bronze room in the city, an old man in a white hexagram robe slowly opened his eyes!This person had gray temples, white eyebrows drooping at the corners of his eyebrows, a white light shone in the center of his face, but there was a little gloomyness in his eyes.

"The breath of the six-star holy card? Another part of the descendants of the sect finally came here with the sacred relics of the sect... Open the land of the ancestors, take out the orthodoxy of the six-star patriarch, and the old man will be a complete monk, and he will no longer have to be affected by it." The six-star old man is holding me back, and this ancient bronze city will be very difficult for me..." The old man's temples and white eyebrows trembled, and he muttered to himself with infinite excitement.

(End of this chapter)