At this moment, Qin Chuzhen was kneeling outside a world. Inside the world was the place where Qinghua Xianzhen, the Taoist Master of Tianzong, practiced - Qinghua Realm.
Qin Chuzhen has been kneeling here for three days and three nights, just to beg to see the true face of Qinghua Immortal.
Fourteen years ago, he knelt in the snow for a full month. Although Qinghua Xianzhen did not accept him as a disciple, he taught him Taoism and accepted him as a Taoist disciple.
Although Qinghua Xianzhen did not recognize him as his disciple, Qin Chuzhen always regarded Qinghua Xianzhen as his master in his heart.
The name of master and disciple is just a formality, but the feeling of teaching is real.
He never believed that Qinghua Immortal would never save her, and he still wanted to use the same perseverance he had fourteen years ago to impress this woman who was like a god.
One day he will sit level with her in the posture of an emperor.
Accompanying him was Leng Leng. Qin Chuzhen knelt here for three days, and Leng Leng also stayed with him for three days.
"Junior brother, I have told you a long time ago that Xianzhen has not left the Qinghua world since he went into seclusion a year ago."
Qin Chuzhen shouldn't.
At this moment, a hearty laugh came: "Wei Wu came to pay homage to the mountain."
The laughter spread throughout the entire Taisu Holy Land, and all those outside the world felt their ears buzzing, and the sound had entered their ears and could not go away.
Since that night, Wei Wushi stepped through six doors at night and killed Tie Xue, Shi Kaishan, and Ding Wanxing. After making inquiries, he found out that Qin Lou Qin Xiang'er was actually Wei Wushi's direct disciple.
Only then did he realize that he had followed Zhang Lingluo's advice and offended Wei Wushi's power.
It was his turn next. Although there were many experts around him, facing Wei Wu, the God of Killing, there was no one who could defeat him even if they were together.
And as the prince of Daguan Kingdom, the court could not save him.
The martial arts forces of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism were originally outside the jurisdiction of the court's laws. Gradually, an unwritten rule was derived: martial arts matters were determined by martial arts.
If you look around you, there are sects that can save you.
What Qin Chuzhen didn't expect was that Wei Wushi would even dare to break into the Taisu Holy Land where Tianzong was located.
Leng Leng, who originally had a cold temperament, opened his eyes, and his face became as cold as ice: "Wei Wushi, the God of Killing!"
Qin Chuzhen said something that shocked Leng Leng: "I was the one who killed Wei Wu."
Leng Leng was shocked in his heart, but he said proudly: "Who dares to kill people in Taisu Holy Land, even Wei Wushi can't do it. I will go and meet him now."
Looking at the direction Leng Leng was going, Qin Chuzhen knew clearly in his heart that looking at the whole world, there were only a handful of people who could stop Wei Wushi.
It would be even more difficult to find help from these people and avoid Wei Wushi's pursuit.
Even in this Taisu Holy Land, the only one who can stop Wei Wushi is Qinghua Immortal.
Leng Leng came here just to see how powerful and terrifying Wei Wu was.
Wei Wushi, led by a Tianzong disciple, had already entered the portal and arrived at the vestibule.
Since he claimed to come to worship the mountain, Tianzong naturally treated him with courtesy.
Leng Leng came silently and looked at this man who was dressed in white and had a flute hanging from his waist. He had an elegant and beautiful appearance.
He asked doubtfully: "You are Wei Wushi, the God of Killing." This image is indeed difficult to associate with the word "God of Killing."
Wei Wu smiled: "I am."
Leng Leng said proudly: "I heard that if you block the gods, you will kill the gods, and if you block the Buddha, you will kill the Buddha. How about I block you?"
Wei Wushi saw that Leng Leng's Taoist robe was embroidered with pagoda patterns, and said with a smile: "Although I live in Chang'an, I seldom walk outside. I don't know how many young talents have emerged. Please report your name."
"The Twelve Young Dao Leng Leng."
"good."
Although the Tianzong disciple who was leading the way stopped, Wei Wushi continued to move forward. This move was to let Leng Leng prove how to stop him.
"If so, I'll break it!"
Facing the well-known Taoist senior, Leng Leng did not dare to test him at all, but he went all out and used his best move every time he made a move.
Wei Wushi saw the opponent using Tianzong's special move and praised him with the word "good".
The reason why he said yes was not how powerful the opponent's "This Is How I Break" was, but the courage to face a strong opponent without sparing his true energy at all.
The more advanced a person in martial arts is, the more he cherishes his true energy and does not use it easily. Such tricks that consume a lot of true energy are often only used as a last resort.
The Tao is refined, and the skills are refined. If you don't practice, you won't be perfect, and you won't know your mistakes.
A year ago, Leng Leng used this move against Ye Jinghong's Sword Move. At that time, there was a fight between dragons and phoenixes, and he was slightly better.
A year later, he was no longer the same Leng Leng as before, and how much he wished that the opponent in front of him was Ye Jinghong.
Facing a master of Leng Leng's level who used Dao Sect Tianzong's unique move, Wei Wushi accepted the move with his bare hands.
I saw the brilliance of Leng Leng's sword shining brightly, but then it faded away and returned to silence.
Wei Wushi didn't hurt Leng Leng in the slightest, but the shock in Leng Leng's heart was as hard to calm down as the surging Qi. I couldn't even shake him at all.
There are nine levels of difference between second-level cultivation. Although Leng Leng and Wei Wushi are of the same level, they are actually separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
No matter how proud and resolute a person may be, he cannot suffer huge blows one after another.
Wei Wushi praised: "Okay, what a cold person, I will remember you. You don't need to be discouraged. I am not as good as you at your age. Your achievements in the future will not be inferior to mine. There will be successors to Tianzong."
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To be praised so highly by Wei Wu, the God of Killing, Leng Leng, as a young junior, is quite proud.
Leng Leng admired Wei Wushi for his well-deserved reputation: "Senior Wei, I really can't stop you, but no one may be able to stop you."
Wei Wushi laughed loudly: "No one has been able to do it in the past forty years. I am very much looking forward to today."
At this moment, a male voice like a fairy voice came: "Brother Wei Dao."
Wei Wushi just heard his voice and responded: "Brother Xu Dao, I haven't seen you for almost forty years."
"I didn't expect that Brother Wei Dao would recognize me just by hearing my voice after not seeing each other for forty years."
"Brother Xu Dao and I were both in the twelfth Taoist class back then, and we were taught by Brother Xu personally. How can we not be deeply impressed by Brother Xu?"
The visitor, Dao Gu Xianfeng, was wearing a purple Taoist robe, but the pattern on the robe was a dragon and a phoenix merging. This pattern is a dragon and phoenix sutra, and it is also a proof of strength.
The purple robe is a symbol of nobility and mystery, indicating that his origin is very extraordinary.
Those who can wear the dragon and phoenix sutra robes may not necessarily be able to wear purple robes, and those who can wear purple robes may not be able to wear the dragon and phoenix sutra robes, but those who come here have both.
Leng Leng saluted: "Great Elder."
This man is Xu Hui, the great elder of the Tianzong. He is a descendant of Xu Xun, the Tianshi of the Jin Dynasty. He is of the Hui generation. This is the reason why he wears a purple Taoist robe. It has nothing to do with his level of martial arts cultivation.
Wei Wushi saw Xu Hui coming on foot, showing no trace of his true energy, and said with a smile: "Brother Xu Dao, the more you live, the more you return."
Xu Hui responded with a smile: "Forty years have passed, but Brother Wei Dao is still very energetic."
"Brother Wei Dao, let's talk in the hall, please."
"Brother Xu Dao, I'm here to collect a person's head today. After I finish this matter, I will ask Brother Xu for Taoist magic weapons."
