The flying sword whizzed away and was about to land on Wang Rui's neck.
At this critical moment, a wave came over and directly submerged Qingming Feijian, trapping it in the huge wave and unable to get out.
"This..." Qingming Taoist suddenly felt that the connection between himself and Qingming Feijian was weakening, his face changed drastically, and his gestures suddenly changed again.
"Come together!" His two index fingers moved from apart to together, and the four sword light clones suddenly shook. Three of them disappeared, merged into one, and instantly returned to Taoist Qingming, but the one trapped in the waves
The clone sword shadow lost its spirituality at this moment, sinking slowly like a dead fish, and finally disappeared.
Qingming Sword let out a wail, as if it was grieving for the lost clone sword shadow. Its own luster also changed, no longer so bright, but much darker.
"Bitch thief!" Taoist Qingming cursed angrily, not daring to use the Qingming Sword anymore. He opened his mouth, sucked it into his mouth, swallowed it into his belly, and sank into his Dantian to warm up. He finally practiced the Qingming Sword.
There were four clone sword shadows, but one was lost today. I don’t know how many years of practice it will take to recover.
Wang Rui manipulated the blue hammer to release more sea water. Soon the waves were turbid and empty. Standing on the top of the waves, Wang Rui looked down at Taoist Qingming.
Taoist Qingming, who was standing on the flaming eagle, stared at Wang Rui, wishing he could eat him alive, skin him and cramp him.
When Wang Rui saw this, he took out a stack of talisman papers from his storage bag. He was so frightened that Taoist Qingming immediately begged for mercy: "Fellow Taoist, stop it. I'm defeated."
"Huh?" Wang Rui frowned and stared at Taoist Qingming with some doubts. This guy really gave him a bad first impression. He lied to him at the beginning, so now he doesn't believe what he said.
Taoist Qingming looked a little embarrassed when he saw this, but he quickly took away his two talismans to show his sincerity.
"Really don't want to fight anymore?" Wang Rui felt a little unsatisfied. He was about to try a lot of various one-time attack runes in his storage bag, but he didn't expect that the other party gave up.
Taking away the Ghost Claw and Tide Hammer, leaving only the defensive black shield, Wang Rui fell to the ground again.
"Fellow Taoist, there is no sworn hatred between you and me. There is no need to fight to the death, but is this the case?" This is the first time that Taoist Qingming has been so humble, but
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He had to do this. The other party's casual behavior of taking out the talisman and throwing it like a big cabbage frightened him. According to this method of fighting, he would be beaten to death by the talisman.
A good man is hard to beat with four hands, and even one treasure is hard to beat with many treasures. This guy is simply a monster with many treasures. Where did he come from? It seems that people with such characteristics in the world of cultivation should not appear in their Xutian Sect. Generally, they are
They are from those super sects.
"Could it be that... this guy is a junior of a super sect who was forced by his family or elders to practice, so he came to Xutian Sect?" The more I thought about it, the more correct it became. Taoist Qingming completed the master level
I understand. I'm glad that I called a halt before both sides risked their lives to fight. Otherwise, the troops would have been disbanded today.
Wang Rui is now more and more confident in his own strength. With his Qi refining cultivation, he can still be on par with those in the later stages of foundation building. It seems that his twelve levels of Qi refining, Dzogchen, are still quite powerful in the Xutian Sect.
In the world of Yuantian Sect, the disciples who cultivated Qi were just cannon fodder, charging at the front, enduring hardships, receiving no credit, and receiving no rewards. They were the lowest existence in the world of cultivation. But here, he found that he seemed to be like
It should be possible... to be a monk of some status, and even become a core disciple of the Xutian Sect and an elder-level figure like Taoist Qingming in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist...Fellow Taoist..." Taoist Qingming called Wang Rui several times. When he saw no response, he realized that he seemed to be in a daze.
"This is really a newborn calf. He has a lot of talismans, but he lacks experience and is not experienced enough in life. It's a pity..." Taoist Qingming wanted to sneak attack Wang Rui while he was in a daze, but when he thought of missing a hit,
, the other party will definitely fight to the death with me. When the time comes, with the talisman he possesses, I will definitely die. Alas, forget it...
Wang Rui woke up and saw Taoist Qingming sighing. He thought he was thinking of his useless illegitimate son again.
"Fellow Taoist, are you really willing to let this go?" Wang Rui asked, moving the shield behind him.
Taoist Qingming nodded and said, "Give it up. If you don't give up, you have to give up."
"But I can't trust fellow Taoist." Wang Rui said while holding his chin.
"Ah? You...you...how are you doing?" Taoist Qingming suddenly became nervous. Could it be that the other party wanted to kill someone and seize the treasure?
Thinking of this possibility, Taoist Qingming's hair stood up on his back and he was ready to fight again.
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"Fellow Taoist, please understand. This is our Xutian Sect after all. If you insist on killing me, aren't you afraid that the elders in the sect will take action?" Taoist Qingming knows that he cannot defeat Wang Rui, a multi-treasure monster, but the other party should
I am still afraid of the Danjie monks.
Sure enough, Wang Rui sighed and said: "It is true that the Dan-forming monks are not easy to mess with, but I can't trust fellow Taoist to give up. I will stop today. Fellow Taoist will turn around and go to Gaomi. Wait until you lead the Dan-forming monks in the sect to deal with it."
I’m sorry, won’t it be too late for me to regret it by then?”
"Fellow Taoist, I swear by my Taoist heart that I will never do anything like that." Taoist Qingming put two fingers together and pointed upward.
Wang Rui shook his head and said: "The intrigues in this world of cultivating immortals are much more sinister than that of the mortal world. What's the use of a mere oath?"
"Is that Taoist friend deliberately making things difficult for me?" Taoist Qingming's body surged with spiritual power, and he was ready to fight for his life.
Wang Rui didn't care, and took out the stack of talisman papers from the storage bag. At the same time, the talismans just now were also taken out instantly, forming an encirclement posture.
As soon as he saw this posture, Qingming Taoist felt like crying. This bastard was obviously stupid at first. Why is he so difficult to deal with now? The key is that the other party has the ability to kill him, but he is not sure about escaping.
"Fellow Taoist, I have a suggestion." Taoist Qingming had no choice but to think of a way.
"Oh, tell me?" Wang Rui reluctantly made a listening gesture.
Taoist Qingming hesitated again and again, sighed, and said helplessly: "Since fellow Taoist doesn't believe me, how about I hand over a drop of my soul's blood to you?"
"The blood of the soul?" Wang Rui found that he didn't know this situation at all. No wonder, how could a registered disciple know such an advanced spell.
Taoist Qingming nodded and began to briefly introduce the blood of the soul. In short, the blood of the soul is very important and is related to the life soul of the monk. Once the blood of the soul is damaged, the soul will be destroyed.
danger.
Once the soul is damaged, the monk cannot reincarnate after his body dies, nor can he enter the reincarnation of the lower world. He will become a lonely ghost wandering the world, or even an evil ghost without intelligence.
This practice of donating the blood of the soul would only happen in very extreme circumstances, but at the moment, Taoist Qingming found that he seemed to have no other way.