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Chapter 42 Immortal cultivators are all evil

Chapter 42 Immortal cultivators are all evil

Author: Dark Eggplant

Chapter 42 Immortal cultivators are all evil

Even though Dong Ling Yu looks chubby, at this moment the flying sword is hanging in the air, and he really has an aura.

Xu Mo was shocked.

"Swordsmanship?"

He muttered.

Dongling Yu heard this and shook his head: "This is my Dongling family's Nine Swords Technique to Control the Sky."

"Nine swords to control the sky? Then, it shouldn't be nine swords. Brother Yu, why do you only have three swords?"

Dongling Yu's face turned red.

"I'm not good at studying, I can only practice three swords hanging in the air."

Xu Mo understood.

Why is Dongling Zhijie honored as the "Nine Swordsman" by the world?

It's because the Dongling family's Nine Heavenly Swords Technique can control the sword with Qi, and the nine swords are suspended in the air. This scene is extremely fantasy, no wonder it is called the "Sword Immortal".

"If you say so, I will meet your father today!"

After Xu Mo finished speaking, he said something offended, then took out the small black flag from behind to summon hundreds of ghosts, and poked it on the ground.

Turn around and leave.

Dong Lingyu wanted to take action, but found that his body could not move.

This made his heart beat wildly and he was confused.

Look again, the ground where Xu Mo inserted the little black flag just now has the shadow of Dong Ling Yu.

This is called 'fixation'.

It's not Xu Mo's ability, but the methods of the pervert in Xiao Heiqi.

This pervert has two most powerful methods.

One is 'confused', and the other is 'fixed'. After being stepped on by it, the opponent will be unable to move.

Dongling's house is very big.

Naturally, Xu Mo didn't know where Dongling Zhijie was retreating. He jumped over the wall and climbed into the house, searching everywhere. During this period, some masters from the Dongling family came to stop them, but they were all repelled by him with his wandering spirit.

This was because Xu Mo was being merciful, using the wandering gods to deal with ordinary people was just like cheating. However, along the way, Xu Mo didn't kill anyone, he just fought back, which was very measured.

There were many servants in the house. After asking, Xu Mo ran towards the backyard.

It's more secluded here.

It's normal. After all, the first choice for a retreat is to be quiet and not to be disturbed by others on weekdays.

There is not a single servant in the backyard.

I saw only garden pavilions, rockery ponds, and a tall tower at the end. It was not high, with only five floors.

Xu Mo guessed that the place where Dongling Zhijie retreats is here.

At this time, there were footsteps behind me. When I turned around, I saw that it was Dongling Ting, an old acquaintance. In addition to him, there were also many martial arts masters from the Dongling family, all of them holding swords and full of energy and blood.

"Xu Mo, you are going too far!"

Dongling Pavilion screamed.

Maybe it was in the Dongling family that he had the support and confidence to have the courage to challenge himself?

Xu Mo ignored him, but took a deep breath, mobilized his inner strength, and said: "I am following Xu Mo's example, and I came here to pay a visit to Duke Zhijie. Please show up to see him."

The sound was mixed with internal energy and a little bit of magic power. The main reason was that Xu Mo was afraid that the other party wouldn't be able to hear him if his voice was too low, so he used a lot of force.

As a result, the sound resounded throughout the Dongling family, and even the people in the surrounding streets and alleys heard it.

The closer you are, the more deafening you feel, and your head feels a little dizzy.

At this time, several air-piercing sounds came. Xu Mo raised his hand and pointed, and several zhenqi swords shattered directly. No matter how powerful the Dongling family's zhenqi swords were, it was useless if they couldn't get close enough.

A master like Dong Ling Yu can only hold three swords in the air, that is, he can control three swords with one breath.

Others, such as Dongling Ting and other masters of the Dongling family, can at most control a single sword with one breath.

The commotion here is so loud that as long as Dongling Zhijie is not deaf, it is impossible not to hear it.

He heard a rumbling sound from the five-story ancient tower over there, and then an old man stepped out from the bottom of the tower. Xu Mo took a closer look, and saw that the old man was tall and tall, wearing a gray robe, extremely simple, with white hair all over his head.

, his beard is also white, and although his face is old, his expression is stern, and he actually looks a bit like a movie character that Xu Mo is familiar with.

Gandalf in the "Lord of the Rings" movie series.

They really look alike, especially the big nose.

Seeing this old man, everyone in the Dongling family bowed down in unison. Some called him grandpa, some called him grandpa, and some called him father.

Naturally, the identity of the old man is already revealed.

The Dongling family's Dinghai Shenzhen is currently recognized as the Nine Sword Immortal Dongling Zhijie who ranks among the best masters in the world.

Dongling Ting immediately ran over to complain and add insult to injury, but Dongling Zhijie just listened with a smile, and then said: "I understand, Ting'er, take people down."

"Grandpa, I..." Dongling Ting wanted to say, but was frightened back by Dongling Zhijie's look.

The only option is to take people back.

In the huge back garden, only Xu Mo and Dongling Zhijie were left.

Dongling Zhijie looked at Xu Mo at this moment and said after a long time: "Although your energy and blood are abundant, you have a hidden disease inside and you are not going to die soon. The internal skills you have learned must have been shortcuts; and if you only have great internal skills, you will not be able to get here."

It can be seen that you have other means, if it is not martial arts, it is evil. Could it be that you are an immortal cultivator?"

After hearing this, Xu Mo was shocked.

I secretly thought that Dongling Zhijie would be fine.

Knowledgeable.

He is indeed recognized as the number one master in martial arts.

But the other party's words clearly showed great disdain for 'immortal cultivators', even showing a hint of contempt.

"Does Duke Zhijie have any prejudice against immortal cultivators?" Xu Mo asked directly.

Dongling Zhijie also bluntly said: "Yes, from what I have seen and heard, those who cultivate immortality are all evil!"

What you say is enough to knock down a group of people with one stick.

But if you think about it carefully, you will know that Dongling Zhijie may be right.

The immortal cultivators Xu Mo has come into contact with, such as Zuo Yuantao of Chaoyun Temple, are indeed evil spirits. And as long as those who practice the secret art of human elixir, who are not evil spirits?

It is conceivable that the world is as black as crows. Based on this theory, the immortal cultivators in this world may be as cannibalistic and weird as Zuo Yuantao.

Xu Mo thought for a long time and retorted: "It is unwise to judge the immortal cultivators based on a few black sheep. Immortal cultivators are not all cannibalistic, perverted and treacherous lunatics."

Dongling Zhijie sneered: "Is there any exception?"

"have!"

"who?"

"I!"

After Xu Mo finished speaking, Dongling Zhijie first laughed, then was stunned, and finally looked at Xu Mo again with a serious face.

Xu Mo was calm and composed.

Undecided when something happened, Dongling Zhijie turned around, bowed towards the tower and said, "It's a matter of great importance. Zhijie, please listen carefully to distinguish the authenticity!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Mo was puzzled, but soon became surprised.

Just hearing the sound of a sword, a ray of cold light flew out from the five-story ancient pagoda, and then hung in front of Dongling Zhijie.

It's a sword.

But this sword is completely different from other swords.

The sword contains a faint light, like a firefly, and the handle is shaped like a strange beast.

Extraordinary appearance.

What's even more exaggerated is that Dongling Zhijie was very 'courteous' to this sword, as if it was not a sword but a person of noble status.

Of course, these are nothing to Xu Mo, the main thing is that this sword gives him a very dangerous feeling.

In the previous battle against Dongling Yu and the masters of the Dongling family, Xu Mo knew that although their swords were sharp, it was impossible to hurt him.

There is a wandering god protecting the body.

It's like wearing armor that can withstand any sword blow. As long as you pay a little attention, your life will not be hurt.

But this sword looked more like a gun to Xu Mo.

A gun that can easily penetrate any defensive armor.

A weapon that can easily kill yourself.

Even if there is a wandering god to protect the body, it will be the same.

To put it simply, if this sword wants to kill you, no one can stop it.

With such a magical sword, Dongling Zhijie can still be invincible in the world even if his martial arts skills are ordinary.

"What a sword!"

Xu Mo sighed in praise.

"Xu Mo, you don't care about breaking into my Dongling home and disturbing my meditation. Since you are an immortal cultivator, you should be able to see that this sword is extraordinary." Dongling said knowingly.

Xu Mo nodded and said he could see it.

"This sword is called 'True Ting', and it can tell the truth from falsehoods. If anyone speaks falsehoods in front of it, no matter who it is, Ting Ting can kill them. It is difficult for heaven and man to stop them. If I were you, the best thing to do is to retreat."

, after all, it is not easy for you cultivators to cultivate, so it would be unwise to waste your life."

Dongling's advice on knowing the festival.

Xu Mo shook his head: "That's just right."

Seeing this, Dongling Zhijie no longer gave any advice, but said seriously: "Listen carefully to the testimony, Xu Mo, have you ever taken the human elixir?"

If you lie about this question, Ditingjian will kill the person immediately.

On the contrary, if you tell the truth, you will be fine.

"Not eaten!"

Xu Mo was calm.

He listened carefully to the shaking of the sword and the sound of buzzing, but there was no other abnormal movement.

Dongling Zhijie looked surprised, probably because he never thought that what Xu Mo said was true.

Among immortal cultivators, are there really aliens who possess the inhumane elixir?

(End of chapter)


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