After saying that, he led all the minions towards Zixu, and cut off Zixu's face with a big knife.
Zixu recited the formula, and his body floated backwards like a leaf blown by the wind, and then he pointed. The sharp sword flew out, and screams continued wherever it went.
Those minions, in front of Zixu Taoism, are like chopping melons and vegetables, and they have no power to resist.
After just one cup of tea, corpses were everywhere in the wilderness, blood flowed into rivers, and the grass on the ground was dyed red.
When the sword was withdrawn, only the man in white robe was left standing alone in front of the village gate.
There were corpses scattered everywhere under your feet, some had no heads, and some were still struggling desperately. Looking up, it was very miserable.
The leader of the village had never seen such a magical skill before. He didn't even see clearly how his minions were killed. He only felt that the surroundings were filled with sword energy and silver light.
The opponent seemed to be standing motionless on the opposite side. He felt that the opponent was no ordinary person, no different from the God of Death.
He knew in his heart that he was definitely no match. If he fought against the opponent, he would only die in the wilderness.
Having made up his mind, he turned around and ran up the mountain. How could Zixu spare him? As soon as he mentioned his true energy, he was already in front of him.
The village leader returned and ran down the mountain, but saw Zixu in front of him again. Such speed was something he had never seen before in his life.
Seeing that he couldn't run away, the leader of the village was heartbroken and struck him with his sword.
Zixu waved his hand, and the sharp sword had already flown out. Only a column of blood was seen, and the head of the bandit leader had rolled far away.
In the county town, Magistrate Cui has already prepared a team, beating gongs and drums, and blasting firecrackers, just like celebrating the New Year.
The streets and alleys are already crowded with people. They are bustling and crowded. The whole street is very lively. They all want to see this hero who is doing harm to the people!
The largest restaurant in Ziyun County, with a dazzling array of dishes on the table. Magistrate Cui was already a little drunk, and the person sitting on the table was Zixu. Magistrate Cui raised his glass unsteadily: "Brother Dao, you solved a serious problem for me, and you also did a good thing for the people of Ziyun County! Come on, come on , I’ll give you a toast!”
Zixu was not polite, he didn’t even get up from his chair, he picked up his glass and drank it all.
The master was a little unhappy and whispered to Magistrate Cui: "The masters all stood up to respect each other, but this man is so arrogant and does not understand etiquette!"
Magistrate Cui glared at the master : "These masters are all wandering around the world and being uninhibited! They cannot be measured by etiquette."
The corridors and halls of the restaurant were also crowded with people watching the fun, and the waiter couldn't catch them. Go, just let nature take its course.
When Zixu saw the two of them muttering, he didn't care and just drank.
In the restaurant, people serving food and wine were coming and going, and it was also very busy.
Zixu saw that he had been drinking for three rounds, the food was overflowing, and I thought it was time to go, so I cupped my hand to County Magistrate Cui: "Sir, now that the bandits have been eliminated, the harm to the villagers has been eradicated. If you need help in the future, just speak. Now I also You have to go, sir, just drink and don’t worry about me!"
After saying that, he stood up and cupped his hands.
When Magistrate Cui saw that Zixu was about to leave, he thought: Staying with such a person would be of great benefit to him, so he stood up in a hurry and stopped Zixu with a smile.
"Brother Dao! Where are you going now?"
"Those of us who are walking in the world, we don't care about where we live! Wherever we go is where we are!"
Magistrate Cui pretended to think for a moment.
"If Taoist brother doesn't dislike it, it's better to stay in Ziyun. Cui will be regarded as a distinguished guest, and you can ask for advice at any time if you have anything. Besides, if Taoist brother is tired of staying, you can also go out for a walk. How about treating Ziyun as your home?"
After hearing this, Zixu thought: With the support of the county magistrate and being rich and powerful, I can play freely here.
So he pretended to shirk it and agreed.
"Then Zixu, thank you for your kindness!"
When Magistrate Cui saw that Zixu agreed to stay, he was even more happy. He turned around and said to the master next to him.
"Give Taoist brother Zixu, rent a place in the most prosperous area of Ziyun. It must be good. Let Taoist brother live comfortably and happily!"
The master stood up , also smiled and said: "Don't worry, sir, I'll go and do it right after the banquet is over!"
The master held the wine glass again and clinked it with Zixu.
"When everything is done, I will send someone to the hotel to invite Taoist friends!"
So everyone sat down again and started drinking!
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It is spring, the sunshine is soft, and the spiritual energy is rising. The Qixuan Sect welcomes its annual disciples' competition meeting.
In the center of the first seat is the head of the Dao Sect, with several elders on each side.
The square was already crowded with people, packed with disciples of the Qixuan Sect. No one wanted to miss this annual event.
In front of the crowd stood the elites selected by the elders, all gearing up and ready to show off their skills. Everyone wants to take advantage of this conference to grab a seat in Qixuanmen.
Every elder is looking at the few elites selected from his hundreds of disciples, hoping that they will achieve good results!
The head Daozong personally hosted this martial arts competition.
Although his beard and hair were all white, he still looked heroic. When everyone arrived at their seats, Daozong stood up.
“In this year’s competition, I hope you will all show the results of your hard training for a year and achieve good results! This year’s competitionThe disciple who wins the battle will receive the sect's treasure "Devil Sword". I also hope that everyone can be independent like my nephew Xu. "
There was an uproar below, and people kept screaming.
Everyone has only heard of the name of "Devil Sword" and has never seen its true face. I heard that it is an ancestor. The spiritual energy is gathered on the sword body, and those with good martial arts can use the true energy to push the sword energy to death within a radius of five or six meters.
Daozong made a downward movement with his hands. The field immediately became much quieter.
However, there were still whispers in the elite team in front of him. Daozong was a little annoyed and looked at the disciples at the bottom of the steps.
But he saw a disciple with a thin body and a pale face, wearing white clothes and plain shoes, who was pulling the disciple next to him. He was talking about something. When he saw that the disciple was ignoring him, he turned around to pull someone else.
Daozong said angrily: "Xuanji! "
Xuanji suddenly heard someone calling him and suddenly woke up, only to find that the master was looking at him. He was not embarrassed and just adjusted his Taoist robe.
"Xuanji , the conference is prosperous, I speak again, but you are so disrespectful, why? When will you be as diligent as your senior brother Zixu to earn face for the Qixuan Sect and make your master happy! "
Xuanji shrugged.
After scolding Xuanji, Daozong continued: "For this competition, we set up four arenas, and finally selected the top four to compete. Top one or two. "
After Daozong finished speaking, he looked at the excited disciples below and sat down.
Another elder beside Daozong stood up: "Now, please compete with the disciples, Go to draw lots and compete in the arena on the drawn lot! "
When everyone saw that the announcement was completed, they rushed towards the lottery place like a swarm of swarms! Some ran towards the place where the announcement was made. The entire square was kicked up by the footsteps of the disciples.
Daozong stopped Xuanji and walked side by side with him
"Zixu stayed in our sect for five or six years, devoted himself to cultivation, and never slackened off when he got up in the morning and returned home in the evening. It only takes more than ten years to reach the intermediate level of Xuanyuan. How many disciples of this sect have such wisdom? "
"Master seems to love him very much? Xuanji Buji looked at his master with a disdainful smile, "If I defeat him one day, master will definitely be heartbroken." "
Daozong said seriously: "How could I not want my apprentice to succeed? It's just that Zixu's diligent study made me feel loving and compassionate! "
Xuanji has a playful smile and does not look like a decent family.
"Master, you should have compassion for your disciples. "
"As long as you can achieve good results this year, all the elders will look at you differently! "
Daozong said and turned around.
In the Qixuanmen Square, a fierce competition was going on. TwoThe disciples' swords came and went, stirring up bursts of dust. There were almost hundreds of disciples in the audience who kept cheering.
One after another, the surrounding houses seemed to tremble slightly.
Soon, the disciples were working hard, and the competition entered the eighth day. The square was still crowded with people, and the interest of the disciples under the elders was still undiminished. Everyone knew that today was the final competition.
The competition between Xuanji and Xuanqing for first and second place was also the most intense moment of this competition.
A gong sounded.
Daozong stood up solemnly: "Xuanji vs. Arrived at the center.