From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 60 Wu Daozi is also a cultivator?

"Boy, don't think that you are ready for this deity. This deity has lived for tens of thousands of years. There are plenty of means to deal with you, but you have to pay some price. You'd better not force this deity to do it yourself."

"Three!" Zhang Wuji said in a calm tone.

"you……."

"Okay, very good, then the deity will kill this Zhou Zhiruo first, and see what you can do!"

"Two!" Zhang Wuji continued to count down, and at the same time, the sword qi in the void shook slightly, the sword qi breathed out, and the sword pointed directly at the phantom's brow.

He is very confident in his sword.

Even if the other party looks mysterious.

But there is nothing that he can cut with one sword, if there is, then another sword is enough.

"One!" At the same time Zhang Wuji shouted, a bright sword light burst out in his eyes, and the black sword in his hand trembled and was about to strike.

Unexpectedly, the phantom was faster than him, and had already taken a step ahead and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"I said, I said everything."

"I just ask the sword fairy to save my life."

Seeing this guy's sincere and fearful appearance, how can he have any overhaul demeanor, he just hugged Zhang Wuji's ankle and cried with snot and tears.

"It's fine if it's like this earlier, why do you have to let me use the sword?"

Zhang Wuji smiled, but the Qiankun sword energy did not withdraw, and still stayed within three feet of this phantom.

"Tell me, what state are you in?"

Xu Ying knew that it was impossible to pretend to be a great monk in the hands of this person, so he just broke the can and threw it.

"The small one is the enlightened ghost in the picture of a hundred birds facing a phoenix drawn by Master Sheng Daoxuan."

"Reverend Daoxuan disliked that the painting of birds and phoenixes was not perfect, so he sealed the little one in a formation. Later, the aura withered, and the little one fell into a deep sleep, until the aura revived and was discovered by Zhiruo."

"Dao Xuan?"

Zhang Wuji was a little puzzled, he thought to himself who is this, who dares to be called a saint of painting, so awesome?
Seeing Zhang Wuji's puzzled face, Xu Ying hurriedly explained: "He also has another name, Wu Daozi, who was very famous in the Tang Dynasty."

"Wu Daozi...!" Zhang Wuji stood up in shock.

This was really beyond his expectation, this guy was actually related to a famous and famous historical figure.

Is this Wu Daozi also a cultivator?
"You just said that Wu Daozi enlightened you, so what is his cultivation state? Is he dead or alive now?" Zhang Wuji asked again, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"The young one doesn't know either, the young one followed Reverend Daoxuan for a very short time, and he was the last spirit monster enlightened by Reverend Daoxuan."

"I only know that Master Daoxuan and his good friend Layman Qinglian found a way to leave this world, then left the small seal in the residence, and left together."

"Lady Qinglian, isn't this Li Bai?"

"Is Li Bai not dead?"

Zhang Wuji had a feeling that history was suddenly messed up in front of him.

"Do you know what the so-called method they found to leave this world?" Zhang Wuji asked again.

"Not sure, but I seem to have heard Qin Shihuang's name at the time."

"Fuck, why did you get involved with Qin Shihuang again!"

Zhang Wuji was extremely speechless, thinking that Qin Shihuang would also ascend to the fairy world in the end, right?

"No way, no way, he even has a cemetery!" Zhang Wuji couldn't help complaining in his heart.

He felt that he couldn't ask these things anymore, the more he asked the more questions, and these things were not what he needed to consider at this stage.

He is more practical. For him, the most urgent task now is to solve the problem of using the godhead.

"Let me ask you again, what is the use of this godhead?" Zhang Wuji changed the subject.

"The spirit monsters produced in books and paintings like this one can't practice on their own, and they have always been born with whatever cultivation level they were born with."

"The small one is the seventh level of Qi training, even after hundreds of years, it is still the seventh level of Qi training."

"If there is a godhead, the young ones can rely on the godhead to collect the power of faith to improve their realm."

"But don't worry, Sword Immortal, the little one never thought of harming anyone."

"I see." Zhang Wuji nodded, but did not comment on what this guy said.

After all, Zhang Wuji couldn't detect the thoughts in his heart now.

"What's your relationship with Zhou Zhiruo? Is there a way to control her?" Zhang Wuji asked again.

"Sword Immortal Mingcha, the little one is just a cooperative relationship with her, and there is absolutely no way to control her."

Seeing that Zhang Wuji didn't speak, he just stared at it.

Xuying was helpless, so he could only continue to explain: "Sword Immortal doesn't know something, our kind of spirit monsters are not born naturally, there are many restrictions, and there are very few methods that can be used. It's so field."

"Zhou Zhiruo was able to improve his cultivation quickly because Reverend Daoxuan left a volume of the True Yang Heart Sutra and three True Yang Pills in his residence, but it has nothing to do with the little one."

When Xu Ying said this, there was another burst of sadness, lamenting his tragic fate.

Zhang Wuji saw that what he said did not seem to be false, so he nodded.

He said again: "So, the Yehuo Talisman was also left by Master Daoxuan?"

Xu Ying nodded silently upon hearing the words.

"It seems that he has studied the power of faith very deeply!" Zhang Wuji rubbed his chin and pondered.

"The master started his career with painting, and his own combat power is not strong, so he relies on the ghosts in his paintings."

"And the cultivation of the spirit monster in the painting is directly related to the power of faith." Xu Ying took the initiative to explain.

"So, you also know how to control the godhead, how to absorb and use incense, right?"

Xu Ying still nodded silently.

Zhang Wuji already had an idea in his mind, and said with a smile: "In this case, how about we make a deal, I can hand over the godhead to you, and the huge Vulcan believers in the entire Ottoman Empire will provide you with the power of faith, but the prerequisite is that you You want to worship me as master and let me control, how about it?"

With bitterness on his face, Xu Ying hesitated and said, "Do I still have a choice?"

"Yes, surrender or die!" Zhang Wuji shook the sword in his hand and said with a smile.

Xu Ying naturally didn't want to die, and he also knew that he couldn't escape Zhang Wuji's control, so he finally handed over his own body, that is, the picture of a hundred birds facing a phoenix.

This phantom is actually the lifelike fire phoenix on which countless birds worship.

It's no wonder that it can control the fire spirit power freely.

Identifying the master is beyond imagination, all I need is for Zhang Wuji to sign my name and stamp my seal on this picture of birds and phoenixes, and the process of recognizing the master will automatically take effect.

"It's a bit like buying a house in a previous life..."

Zhang Wuji couldn't help complaining in his heart, he guessed that this should be the back door left by Wu Daozi.

Of course, the only fly in the ointment is that this painting still has Wu Daozi's signature, which means that Zhang Wuji can only be regarded as this guy's second owner. If Wu Daozi finds it someday, this painting will still belong to him.

Although he is very upset about this, Zhang Wuji has no good solution for the time being, so he can only admit it.

But when his cultivation level improves in the future, he will find a way to deal with this hidden danger.

It is impossible for him to hand over what has fallen into his hands.

(End of this chapter)