The best defense is offense. A sharp sword in hand should be powerful and powerful.
The huge golden elixir plays a vital role, and the vast spiritual energy pours out of the sword body.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..."
A few more rounds.
Under Lu Leyao's fierce attack, the speed of Daojun Hengxu's sword attack also increased. The Taiqing Sword Technique became stronger when encountering a strong force. It was also affected by the fighting intention of the founder of the sect to protect the common people. The combination of the human sword and the sword was
She is the sword.
"Qiang!" Two sword lights, one gray and one purple, collided together to emit a dazzling light, and they were divided in one blow.
"Uncle!" He smiled politely but awkwardly, and the flash of pride in his eyes quickly disappeared.
"Hiccup!" Lu Leyao swallowed hard. The twin stars of Taihe on the small sky had been shrouded in gray and black, revealing endless depression.
The dark clouds were rolling, and the thick pressure was as powerful as the power of the sky.
Lu Leyao has a lot of inner drama.
【What is this for?】
[Isn’t it just cutting off a strand of your hair? Now I say my hands are slipping, is it too late? 】
How could it be a strand of hair? Daojun Hengxu's bun has disappeared, and he is standing in the wind with his ear-length hair.
The immortal temperament was abruptly changed in half.
A streak of lightning in the dark sky, accompanied by roaring thunder, exploded in Lu Leyao's ears.
[Holy shit! Are you really angry? Are you so angry? 】
This complaint was a bit far-fetched, but the handsome guy struck her with the sword and turned it into a funny joke.
Not at all, the villain in my heart keeps rolling around, crazy with happiness.
Facial expression old and innocent.
"Uncle, you have to calm down!"
"You are my uncle! I am the only disciple of my master. Without me, he would cry to death!"
"Isn't it just hair? You, the Yuanying boss, can grow it in a blink of an eye by spending some spiritual energy!"
Bai Biao is the most experienced in this operation. When Lu Leyao bald his fur, Biao could always grow it out in a very short time, he just needed some spiritual energy.
Daojun Hengxu's face kept trembling, and it took him a long time to maintain his expression of ten thousand years of ice, "I have already tried it!"
Articulation is clear! No emotion.
Lu Leyao's mind was spinning rapidly. He tried it but it didn't grow.
Damn it! It can’t be that Zhongtian has some hidden functions, and it’s just been discovered by myself now.
This is really my fault. Even if it is my fault, I will never admit it.
Lu Leyao quickly found a way to shirk the blame for himself, and he came up with shameless and weird excuses.
"Uncle, actually! The uneven hairstyle makes me unique. Do you think I look more dashing and heroic?"
[I, a pretty girl, almost became bald for you, but I kept my cool. Don’t act like you can’t afford to lose! Otherwise, girl, I will shamelessly scream for murder! It’s indecent. Anyway, I don’t want it.
Damn it, you will be the one who is embarrassed then, haha!】
Pretty girl Lu Yao, she is indeed in a very embarrassed state right now.
Because she has practiced the Hongmeng Tyrant Technique since she was a child, her appearance is rounder than other female cultivators. In addition to her red lips, white teeth, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars. This girl only relies on her shameless self-confidence to look good.
So unique and fresh.
When your hair is in good condition, it has nothing to do with being beautiful, let alone when you have this hair style that looks like a dog chewing it.
What an ugly word.
Qianyu had long since awakened Lu Leyao with spiritual energy. There was a faint flame burning on his body, and he had to make countless psychological suggestions to restrain himself from exploding and destroying his habitat.
The discordant greetings and the unelegant nickname Lu Leyao selectively ignored.
After giving the death order, whenever the situation goes wrong, Qianyu is required to cooperate with her to break open the space and run away as quickly as possible.
A series of changes outside made Qian Yu's eyes bulge in shock as he was accustomed to big scenes.
This, this, this, this...
"This is not Yu Hengfeng's brother, Lu Leyao, what on earth have you done? He is the law enforcer of Taiqing, you, you, you..."
Lu Leyao also wanted to know what she had done. How did she know that her natal magic weapon had such a hidden function?
If my uncle's hair doesn't grow back in the future, it's okay to have one section. If he becomes bald, wouldn't it be a sin?
The solid air finally became smoother, the dark sky dispersed, and the bright sun shone on the green bamboo forest, and also on Lu Leyao and Hengxu Daojun.
It is no longer in the Taihe Double Star Formation.
Daojun Hengxu flicked his slender fingers, and the few hairs that fell on his robe turned into powder and disappeared between heaven and earth. Looking at Lu Leyao, the teaching director actually showed a look of relief.
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"A monk should have the momentum to move forward, especially the sword in his hand. If you are not a pure swordsman, you should not be distracted by external objects and forget your own practice. A truly strong man is not afraid of his appearance, he can only move forward indomitably.
Heart toward the Tao."
No need to shout to kill.
No need to run away.
Ouch! Lu Leyao breathed a huge sigh of relief.
You don't care about appearance. Why is it thundering and releasing air-conditioning? Just tell me and I will listen.
I made up my mind and quickly found myself a handy sword. If I encounter this situation next time, I won't be so lucky.
Today I cut off a strand of the elder's hair but it won't grow back. What if it causes a wound that cannot be healed? What should I do if I am not completely sure about Zhongtian's hidden characteristics?
It’s better not to use it to fight with fellow sects! To avoid unnecessary complications.
Touched, very touched.
A deep bow.
"Disciple thank you, Master Shu, for reminding me that it is really great to return to the sect!"
"You don't know how difficult it has been for me as a disciple these past years. I have been wandering outside and having no one to rely on. I have worked so hard to forge my magic weapon. When I return to the sect, I am left in rags. You miss me, a young female cultivator."
The bag is empty and I don’t even have any decent cassocks. I feel ashamed that all the masters and uncles have given me some advice..."
The storage bag was empty, and the word "cultivation" was very important. Lu Leyao's eyes were shining with stars, which was the light of spiritual stones.
After that, some words about someone's shameless flattery are omitted. Even if Yu Hengxu is used to seeing big winds and waves, he has never seen someone as shameless as Lu Leyao, who uses the word flattery in such a beautiful and strange way.
The icy face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years could no longer be maintained, and various expressions appeared in turn, like a color palette.
The words were very subtle, but the point of explanation was indeed very clear, and Daojun Hengxu really understood it.