Chapter 19 The Wrath of the Sword Immortal

Author: Red Dragon Shadow

Chapter 19 The Wrath of the Sword Immortal

Outside the Star Picking Platform, the Religious Sword Immortal Xie Xuan had turned around.

Xiao Luo immediately threw Xiao Han down: "I have something to do, so say goodbye."

"Please."

Seeing that Xiao Luo was about to leave, Sikong Qianruo was anxious: "Hey, what about me?"

Without an answer, Xiao Luo rushed out of the Star Picking Platform, and Qianruo followed him to chase him out.

This is the end of this competition to attract brides.

After that night, rumors in the world that the Duan family and Xueyun City were in trouble, and an unknown boy won the hearts of Sikong Host.

The dark clouds cover the moon, and the night sinks like water.

When Xiao Luo rushed out, Ru Jianxian had already left without a trace.

Seeing his anxious look, Qianruo was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"go home."

"Are I going home with you? That's great, I don't know where your family lives."

Qianruo was raving in her heart. Who are the people in Xiao Luo’s family? Will his parents look down on her?

While he was thinking about it, Xiao Luo poured a basin of cold water.

"Host in the Sikong, what's going on tonight is just to help you overcome the difficulties. The reputation of your daughter's family is important. Now it's late at night, hurry up and go home."

Qianruo's joy instantly turned into embarrassment. She glared at Xiao Luo with resentment and returned to Zhaixingtai to get her gun.

Xiao Luoji rushed into the night.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Uncle Mute stood quietly in the shadow of the tree.

Soon, Xiao Luo ran back.

"Uncle Mute, has Master arrived home?"

Uncle Mute nodded and pointed his hand in the direction of the study.

Xiao Luo calmed down and walked towards the study step by step.

Under the lonely lamp, Xie Xuan looked at the portrait of the Great Saint Master hanging on the wall with his hands behind his back. He didn't know how long he had been looking at it.

"Master, Luo'er is back."

A gentle call, just like when I was a child.

Xie Xuan closed his eyes, but did not look back: "Are you reading "Guanzi" recently?"

"yes."

The volume of "Guanzi" was placed on the desk and I had already read it halfway.

"Integrity is the knot in the world."

"This sentence comes from "Guanzi Shuyan". The ancient kings value integrity. Integrity is the key to the world. A wise and powerful official does not rely on the clan's success, and a scholar does not rely on external power. A frank and frank advantage does not rely on merit, and a frank preparation does not work.

Therefore, the country is preserved and the country is determined by the leisure of the soldiers' plans."

Xie Xuan interrupted him: "Luoer, you know I'm not taking your homework in school."

"Master is blaming me."

"How long have you been able to do martial arts?"

“More than a year.”

Xie Xuan sneered: "Haha, it's so good to hide it. Even the master has cheated him."

Xiao Luo was silent.

Xie Xuan didn't want him to learn martial arts. If he said that, it would be just a conflict between master and apprentice in advance.

"I just saw your sword. It was Li Hanyi's Zhishui sword technique, but there are other skills in the sword technique. You have actually practiced to this level."

Even if you are a master of Xiaoyao Realm, few people in the world can do it.

The more Xie Xuan thought about it, the more shocked he became.

Suddenly, he turned around and made up his mind: "Luoer, let's destroy this martial arts!"

"What did you say?"

Xiao Luo thought he had heard it wrong.

"Abandon the martial arts and be a scholar."

He heard that right, the master really wants to destroy his martial arts.

Xiao Luoru was struck by lightning. He thought several times about his master's reaction after knowing the truth. He would be angry, sad, beat and scold him, and even ignore him...

But I never thought that the master wanted to abolish his martial arts.

"Luoer, it is very simple to abolish martial arts. Just use the Ren and Du meridians to guide the qi and smash the dantian. Master will do it and it won't hurt."

Xie Xuan rolled up his sleeves and pulled Xiao Luo to his side, lifting his palm to strike.

At this moment, Uncle Ya broke in and grabbed Xie Xuan's arm tightly.

"Ahhh!"

Uncle Mute shook his head desperately.

Xie Xuan was unmoved and shouted in a low voice: "Let go and leave!"

Uncle Mute still shook his head.

Xie Xuan spitted out his strength on his palm and shook Uncle Mute.

"Ahhhh!"

Uncle Ya rushed over again, Tianlin Silk took action, tore up and rolled Xiao Luo's sleeves, and shouted loudly to Xiao Luo.

Uncle Mute asked him to escape.

Xiao Luo felt sad in his heart. The Religious Sword Immortal raised him for more than ten years, and how could he escape the grace of raising him and the feelings of teaching him?

In the critical moment, Xiao Luo did not move, but instead remembered a mythological story he had read-

Nezha raised his sword and picked his flesh and blood off piece by piece.

Li Jing and Taiyi all turned their heads and closed their eyes, not daring to see them directly, let alone save them.

Until Nezha cut himself into pieces, and only a pair of bones remained standing.

He abandoned the sword again, raised his right hand to pull out the bones of his left arm, and then picked up the ribs one by one, abandoned them all in the sea. Finally, he couldn't stand up, laughed loudly, his body disintegrated, and he fell into the sea.

The water recedes, the earth is without traces, and there is no Nezha in the world.

Nezha committed suicide, cut his flesh and returned his mother to his mother, and returned his bones to his father. From then on, the lotus was sent to him, and there was nothing in the world that could bind him.

"Uncle Mute, let my master kill me, just think that I have returned this kind of raising me."

When Xie Xuan heard this, his whole body trembled. If he really took action, the friendship between the master and the disciple would be gone.

How can you get the two laws in the world?

Xie Xuan hardened his heart and a white sword slipped silently from his sleeve.

Thousands of books.

The sword of the Religious Sword Immortal Xie Xuan.

This is the second time that Xiao Luo saw his master draw his sword, the first time to save him, and this time to depose him.

Thousands of books come out, and thousands of miles of wind come, and I instantly forced Uncle Mute to retreat.

The sword intent was as violent as a dragon, forcing Uncle Mute out of the study and into the yard, isolated several feet away.

"ah!"

Uncle Ya tried his best to wield the sky scale silk, but he could not break through the sword intent.

The Great Perfection of Xiaoyao Tian Realm, one of the five great sword immortals, and the most powerful scholar in the world.

Just when Uncle Mute was desperate, a snow-white figure floated over.

"The Religious Sword Immortal is so powerful that even my people dare to move."

Uncle Ya was extremely surprised. The person who came was Li Hanyi and Xiao Luo was saved!

The iron horse comes out from the ice river, and the frost faces the sword intent.

Thousands of books, broken.

"Xie Xuan, I, Li Hanyi, ask for a fight!"
To be continued...