Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 97

Lin Daoru came to Aolai country by himself, and ten years passed like a snap of his fingers. Looking back, it is already the past. The old inn is now the blacksmith's shop. The old snack stalls are still there, but the snack sellers have become A dying old man.

In ten years, the face of Lin Daoru, who has become an earth immortal, has not changed in the slightest, but the ordinary people of the world have spent a fraction of their lives.

He lamented the years with some embarrassment, and at the same time, he became more and more fond of his fellow juniors and disciples in the Kyushu world.I don't know how they have lived in the past ten years.

On the fifth floor of the Martial Arts and Sutra Pavilion in Lin Daoru's body, a purple-gold true dragon of luck has bred again at some point. The luck of Confucianism is still growing slowly. This is Lin Daoru's safety to Confucianism in the Kyushu world The only way to know.

Because luck has not been weakened, it can reflect to a certain extent that Confucianism has not encountered any disasters.

Lin Daoru stopped and walked all the way, and finally stopped on an unnamed green mountain. A boy in sackcloth was walking towards the top of the mountain, kowtowing step by step.

Lin Daoru looked around, where there was a residence surrounded by clouds and smoke, there were often a few fairy voices coming out, the green mountains and green waters, misty clouds and mists here, it is really a good place for fairy dwellings.

The young man Lang Xu is a farmer who seeks immortals to visit Taoism. Lin Daoru saw him kowtowing up the mountain step by step, but he was filled with emotion in his heart. Everyone in the world loves immortals, so how can we see the hardships on the road to immortality.

The boy's sincerity moved Lin Daoru, and he couldn't help but want to see if he could successfully worship under the immortal who lived in the mountain.

Time passed quickly, but it was a huge torture for the young man. It took him three days and three nights to kowtow to the top of the mountain step by step. He was about to knock on the fairy gate, but he didn't expect that the mountain gate suddenly opened his mouth. A burst of glory pushed the boy away.

Lin Daoru was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly flew up to catch the young man. If someone hadn't rescued him, the young man would have died. Lin Daoru felt resentment in his heart. You should also be moved, but you don't think that the immortal who lives here not only does not accept him as a disciple, but opens the door to prohibit him, without any regard for his life.

As the saying goes, the situation in the rivers and lakes came from my generation, and I drew my sword in anger to remind me of time.Lin Daoru drew his sword angrily, held the young man in his arms with one hand, and swung the Zangjun sword with the other hand to strike at the mountain mansion with a knife and a half moon.

As the sword light approached the residence, a transparent air shield emerged, but it was pierced by the sword light like a sickle cutting wheat, and the sword light split the mountain house in half in that instant.

The mountain mansion, which looked elegant and dusty, yet full of luxury in its simplicity, collapsed suddenly, and an old man in green robe and white beard ran out of the smoke and dust in embarrassment.

His face was flushed with warmth and anger, and he waved the whisk in his hand.He shouted in his mouth: "Where is the monster, dare to destroy my fairy house?"

Lin Daoru laughed back angrily, and said: "You are a monster who pretends to be a fairy in vain, you act recklessly, disregarding the lives of ordinary people, today Lin will act for the heavens, and teach you a lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put the young man aside, and his figure disappeared in place.

The old man was startled suddenly, he hastily drew back and took out a bronze mirror from his waist at the same time.

Before he could cast the spell, Lin Daoru had already handed the Tibetan Monarch Sword up to him, and the old man hastily resorted to the supreme evasion technique 'Donkey Rolling' to save his life and avoid being hit by Lin Daoru's sword The bad luck of cutting off the head.

He hastily sent out a burst of mana to activate the bronze mirror, and the bronze mirror immediately released a light yellow mask to protect him. The sword in Lin Daoru's hand stabbed it frequently. Although the mask kept shaking, he still couldn't break him down.

Seeing that Lin Daoru's sword couldn't pierce through his shield, the old Taoist felt relieved, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, even a mere mortal soldier like you wants to break through the old man's Xuanguang mirror, monster, just look at it!" Old Man Excalibur."

As soon as he finished speaking, a colorful spiritual sword appeared in his hand, and as he muttered something, the sword flew out of the mask as if it had become a living thing, and pierced Lin Daoru's eyebrows.

Lin Daoru couldn't get out of the attack mask for a long time, and he was already secretly vigilant. Seeing the flying sword attack, he slightly uttered four words in his mouth, "flashy and unreal."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword was blocked by Lord Zang in Lin Daoru's hand, only a crisp sound was heard, but the sword was extremely sharp, and it actually cut off the tip of Lord Zang's sword.

Lin Daoru frowned secretly. The Tibetan Lord had been with him for more than 20 years, and he and the Tibetan Lord had already been very closely connected. Now that the Tibetan Lord was wounded, his heart felt like a knife had been cut, and the pain was unbearable.

A wave of anger came from his heart, and he shouted: "You are not worthy of using a sword." After finishing speaking, he used the remaining blade to pull the colorful spirit sword one by one, and at the same time used his true energy The connection between the old Taoist and the sword was broken, and the sword turned, and the multicolored spirit sword turned into a stream of light and flew back.

The old Taoist was shocked immediately, and hurriedly summoned his true energy to increase the defensive power of the shield, but he was still invincible. In the end, the spirit sword pierced through the shield, and a sword pierced his shoulder.

He suddenly let out a scream, and he didn't know if it was the backlash caused by the shattered bronze mirror, or the pain caused by the spirit sword piercing his shoulder.

Lin Daoru was about to step forward to make up the knife, but he didn't want the old Taoist to disregard his face at all, endured the pain, took out a talisman from his arms, and threw it at Lin Daoru and the young man overwhelmingly, then turned around and ran, but he couldn't see it. Do not look behind.

Lin Daoru frowned. The spell didn't pose much threat to him, but it was fatal to that young man. He glanced at the old Taoist who flew away with some hatred, and recorded his appearance firmly in his heart. In the bottom of my heart, I gave him a definition of killing.

At the same time, he shot to stop the talisman flying towards the young man, and when he turned his head to look again, the figure of the old man had disappeared.

Lin Daoru used his true energy to check the condition of the young man's body, and seeing that he was not injured, he let go of his hand.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the young man suddenly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to Lin Daoru non-stop and said, "Disciple, Goudan, see the fairy head, and ask the fairy head to accept the disciple as a disciple. Also ask the fairy head to accept the disciple as a disciple." only."

Lin Daoru smiled, helped him up with his own hands, and then asked, "Why doesn't Goudan want to farm at home, and why does he want to go to the deep mountains to seek immortals and Taoism?"

That Goudan had a bitter face, and said: "Goudan's surname is Xu, he was a farmer from Guzhu Village, Qizhen County, west of Aolai Country, but because of his parents' early death and persecution by the landlord, he had to leave his hometown to make a living, and later lived in Qizhen When I was begging in the county, I was lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted hero who gave me kindness, and I wanted to repay my kindness, but I didn't want that hero to die at the hands of monsters."

There was a hint of memory and resentment on Goudan's face, and he said: "I think of the kindness of Hero Wang every day, and I want to worship a fairy elder as a teacher, learn a whole body of skills, and wipe out the world's evil spirits in the future, it will not be in vain. Hero Wang’s grace for saving us.”

When he talked about eliminating all the evil spirits in the world, murderous aura burst out of his body. Lin Daoru was secretly startled when he saw it. He didn't have much cultivation, and he had never killed anyone, but he had such a murderous aura.

(End of this chapter)