"Master, my disciple is used to being naughty. It's just a joke. Why should you take it seriously?"

"My teacher has no intention of joking with you, just give it a try!"

Try it?

Just give it a try!

Master wanted to teach the essence of skills, Xu Zhiqiong could naturally see it.

According to the method taught by his master, he concentrated his mind on the enemy and embodied it in his heart.

Focus all your attention on the enemy and imagine a scene in your mind:

The opponent's strength is equal to mine.

A powerful force surged through his meridians, and Xu Zhiqiong's combat power increased at an incredible speed.

But there seems to be no change in the Taoist priest.

Xu Zhiqiong didn't think much about it. This skill must have a time limit. He rushed to the Taoist priest and punched him. The Taoist priest ducked out of the way and stretched out his leg to make a stumbling block.

Xu Zhiqiong staggered and grabbed the ground with his head.

He got up, sat in front of the Taoist priest, wiped the dirt off his face and said, "Is this considered fair and righteous?"

The Taoist Master smiled and said: "There is a huge difference between you and me. A seventh-level skill can only last for a moment."

"How long is a moment?"

"It's hard to say. Since you felt the energy pouring into you, the time has passed."

Is it over just after infusion?

This is no experience at all!

Xu Zhiqiong looked puzzled: "What is the use of this skill?"

"As long as the difference between the enemy and ourselves is not that big, the seventh-grade skills can show their power. If you are facing an enemy with a first- and sixth-grade cultivator, the skill can last for twenty seconds!"

Twenty breaths and one minute can really change the outcome.

"If the enemy's skill is better than yours by two levels, the skill can be maintained for ten draws. If the skill is better than yours by three ranks, it can be sustained by one draw. If the enemy's skill is better than yours by three ranks or more, stop fighting. You have no chance of winning."

If you are better than my third rank, you will have a fourth rank cultivation.

Isn't it enough to be able to compete with the fourth grade, even if it only takes one breath?

However, Xu Zhiqiong also realized a problem. The timing of using this skill is very critical and requires accurate judgment in actual combat.

There were still 404 merits left, so Xu Zhiqiong took cold water and ate them all. The Taoist priest helped him to transfer his energy, and he rose smoothly.

"Master, how fast are those at the seventh level?"

"You should be around sixty. You are very talented. Sixty-five or six is ​​no problem."

"Where's the eunuch?"

"My talent is mediocre, and I am still sixty. My talent is excellent, and I am on par with you."

"Where's the strength?"

"It's seventy!"

There are only thirty-five jun at the lower seventh level, but there are actually seventy jun at the seventh level.

Doesn’t this mean you’re going to blow up the eunuch?

The Taoist priest shook his head and said: "Your speed is equivalent to that of the eunuchs of the same grade, and your strength is even better. However, when fighting, you should still try to avoid the eunuchs."

"Why?"

"The eunuch's skills are ruthless, especially good at close combat. Our Taoist sect's methods are mostly close combat, and we don't have the physical strength of the Killer Tao. The eunuch's skills are almost unstoppable in close combat. This must be kept in mind."

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Disciple has noted it down."

The Taoist priest stretched his body and looked very sleepy.

"You have truly become the seventh grade. Now it's time to make a decision whether you want to punish evildoers or judge right and wrong."

Xu Zhiqiong had already thought about it: "I would like to be a judge of right and wrong."

The Taoist priest was startled: "Nine out of ten practitioners in my Taoist sect would like to be a recommendation officer, why do you insist on being an advisor?"

how to answer?

There is less business in Yilangyuan, so it is easier to catch fish?

Xu Zhiqiong pondered for a moment: "Master, the Yilang Courtyard should be quieter. I want to understand the true meaning of Taoism from the judgment of right and wrong."

"Okay, these are aspirational words!" The Taoist Master took out a seal and handed it to Xu Zhiqiong, "This is the Yilang Seal. Please accept it. This seal has great power and can destroy people's cultivation. You must be careful.

use."

Xu Zhiqiong stared at the thumb-sized seal for a long time.

When he first saw Cao Yilang slapping down Duan Shiyun's cultivation, Xu Zhiqiong thought it was some kind of special skill. It turned out that he had a seal hidden in his hand.

This old man is too insidious.

"Master, can this seal only destroy the cultivation of fellow disciples?"

The Taoist priest shook his head: "Below the sixth level, no matter which door the seal is stamped on the Tianling cover, it will cause the opponent to lose all his cultivation. If you raise your hand, there will be no return. The cultivation will be abolished and can never be restored. You must

Be careful."

Xu Zhiqiong put away the seal and said, "Disciple has written it down."

"You have been in contact with Cao Zhongjie a lot these days. You should understand Yilang's loneliness. Have you let go of mortal matters?"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Disciple, let it go."

"I say it so simply, I'm afraid you are not willing to accept it. Anyway, holding the Yilang Seal and looking like a solitary figure, I can go to your Yilang Court to judge right and wrong. There are too many variables in the process, and I can't explain it to you in a few words.

, but when you encounter undecided matters, always ask Cao Yilang for advice. If you make a mistake without making any decisions, you will never be lenient as a teacher!"

After the Taoist finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

Having just completed his promotion, Xu Zhiqiong was very tired. He went to the Yamen to take a leave of absence and rested for a day. At dawn the next day, it was time for Xu Zhiqiong to cut the meat.

Xu Zhiqiong was really reluctant to part with the two hundred taels of silver, but if he didn't want to be a servant, he would have to quit his job in charge of the lamp office. From now on, without his salary, he would have to sell eggs on the street with Xia Hu.

After preparing a pile of broken silver coins, Xu Zhiqiong burned the deed. Not long after, a shadowy hand suddenly appeared, grabbed all the silver coins, and then disappeared.

Is this Shi Cheng? He just took the money away?

Where is my servant?

He dares to trick me!

Xu Zhiqiong was feeling annoyed when he suddenly felt the ghost jade in his arms trembling.

In fact, the servant has been here a long time ago, but he is just an ordinary ghost. He did not come out of sin and cannot appear in the human world.

But as long as you enter the ghost jade, just like in the sin karma, the ghost acquires a physical body.

Taking out the ghost jade, the jade sparkled, Xu Zhiqiong concentrated his thoughts and released the ghost just like releasing the soul of the sinner.

The servant was naked and looked around, feeling that this place looked familiar.

He raised his head, stared at Xu Zhiqiong, and exclaimed: "Zhiqiong, it's you, isn't this your home?"

The person Xu Zhiqiong selected was Yang Wu.

Yang Wu jumped up and down excitedly: "I've returned Yang, I really have returned Yang!"

"Listen to me first..."

"I'm reincarnated as a human, Zhiqiong, please find something for me to wear!"

"Listen to me first..."

"I want to see my father and my mother. I want to see my sister. My sister is getting married. I want to see Junior Sister Han..."

Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward and kicked Yang Wu to the ground, then sat on him and beat him violently.

Yang Wu covered his face and said: "Don't fight, Zhiqiong, stop fighting, you'll beat me to death!"

Xu Zhiqiong held Yang Wu's collar: "But you forgot how you died?"

Yang Wu thought about the last memories of his life, and said with a sad expression: "Junior Sister Han, does she really want to kill me..."

Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward, held him down, and continued to beat him.

Yang Wu held his head and shouted: "Zhiqiong, are you asking me to return Yang just to beat me to death?"

Xu Zhiqiong gritted his teeth and said: "If you mention Han Di again, hit it ten times, mention it twice, hit it a hundred times, mention it three times, I will make you disappear into ashes! Do you understand?"

Yang Wu nodded.

"You go somewhere with me."

"Where to go?"

“You’ll find out when you get there!”
To be continued...