In battles between monks, physical skills play a minor role, and the most important thing is the confrontation of Taoism.
Although she was one step behind Ren Xiaofan, after reacting quickly, the old woman quickly began to recite the spell and prepare her own moves.
Buzz....
However, one step was slow and the other was slow. Before she finished reciting the spell, Ren Xiaofan's spell was already ready to be completed.
The space trembled for a while, and Mu Ran formed two illusory big hands in the sky.
Because there was only one target this time, and he also had time to concentrate the power of this move, Ren Xiaofan did not rush to attack the old woman, but continued to control the two illusory big hands to merge into one.
There was another buzz, and after the illusory hand shadows merged into one, they became more and more real.
The setting sun was like a rainbow and the red clouds were like fire. Ren Xiaofan raised his hand and suddenly pressed it down on the old woman.
"Yin Yang Divine Pressure!"
boom!
Waves of air swept around, raising a cloud of dust, and the old woman's spell was ready to be completed.
Her hands suddenly glowed with white light, as if they were condensed with a small sun, suddenly facing the yin and yang divine pressure.
Bang!
The intersection of the two Taoist methods caused the surrounding space to tremble again.
After a day of strong sunshine, the land had become dry, and smoke and dust suddenly rose everywhere, making it difficult for Ren Xiaofan to see what was going on over there.
However, these are not important. Ren Xiaofan pressed his palm down again, and then heard a loud bang. The illusory big hand broke through the old woman's blockage and hit the ground...
After the smoke and dust cleared, a hand-shaped pit was dug into the ground. Ren Xiaofan walked over and saw that the old woman was lying on the ground, bleeding from her orifices, and motionless.
Obviously, she was already a corpse at this moment, and she didn't even scream.
Although they have the same level of cultivation, the purity of Ren Xiaofan's Dao Qi is countless times higher than hers. It is reasonable for him to be killed instantly with one move.
Although he solved the old woman, Ren Xiaofan couldn't be happy at all. It wasn't because it was his first time to kill someone, but when he looked at the peach wood sword that was about to break in his hand, he always felt that the anger in his heart was calmed down.
"Xiaofan, is this your true strength?" Li Donghai walked over with the support of his daughter. He looked at the dead old woman in the pit, and he was shocked beyond words.
To reach the middle stage of the Dao instantly, you must have at least the strength of the second stage of the late Dao. Looking at Ren Xiaofan's age, he is only about the same age as his own daughter, or even a few years younger.
He couldn't find any other adjective to describe Ren Xiaofan except genius.
"Uncle Li, eat this and recover from your injuries."
Ren Xiaofan shook his head, put away the peach wood sword, and took out a healing elixir and handed it to Li Donghai.
Although Li Wanyan had some misunderstandings about him before because he was possessed by a ghost, what he did later made Ren Xiaofan change his view of him.
No matter how important a family treasure is, how can it be compared to the blood of a close relative?
"This..." Li Donghai hesitated, looking at the pill handed to him, but he did not take it.
His family has received enough favors from Ren Xiaofan. He didn't know how to repay the two life-saving favors, and why he had the nerve to take this pill.
"Dad, Brother Xiaofan is one of our own, take it." Seeing her father's hesitation, Li Wanyan took it without politeness.
She accepted Ren Xiaofan, who was so kind to her.
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She has become dependent on it, and she doesn't even know how many pills she has taken just for this kind of pill to restore her injuries.
"Yan'er." Seeing his daughter's lack of politeness, Li Donghai frowned.
Although he dotes on his daughter, he still disciplines her very well.
In fact, this sounds very contradictory. It combines the image of both doting and discipline, a loving and strict father, but in the end, the image of a loving father is more important.
"Haha, it's okay uncle, my relationship with Wanyan doesn't matter." Ren Xiaofan smiled, not noticing the ambiguity in his words at all.
Li Wanyan and Li Donghai looked at each other. The former blushed, while the latter had a complicated expression.
Although he also intended to do this, Li Donghai still felt a little unhappy when the cabbage he had raised for several years was suddenly taken away from him.
Without saying anything, he took the elixir from Li Wanyan's hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth. Then he walked aside angrily and began to recover from his injuries and Tao Qi.
After glancing at the father and daughter, Ren Xiaofan was a little confused, and then he didn't care about the two of them, but jumped into the pit. Killing people and grabbing treasures didn't count for him, but he still wanted to check the loot.
He took out the Qiankun bag from the old woman's body and explored it inside.
Talisman paper, books, formation flags for setting up the formation, and some scattered daily necessities, nothing more.
No, this old woman is already so old after all. Isn’t she too poor? She doesn’t even have a decent magic weapon.
Thinking of the magic weapon, Ren Xiaofan instinctively looked at the old woman's hands.
Although it has lost the blessing of Tao Qi, the gloves still emit a faint white light, and you can still feel its coldness when you get close.
He reached out and took it off and held it in his hand. It felt extremely cold to the touch. If Ren Xiaofan hadn't used his Tao Qi to resist it, it would have frozen directly.
"Boy, you are really lucky. Although this is not as good as a treasure like Tianyi's whisk, it is still better than that small bronze tripod." Zi Qilin's voice suddenly came to Ren Xiaofan's ears, explaining to him.
: "If it weren't for these gloves, the old woman might not have been able to hold on for even a second just now."
"Uh..." Ren Xiaofan was a little surprised.
I felt the gloves carefully and found nothing special about them except for the endless cold air.
But Zi Qilin said so...then there is nothing wrong.
"Don't be confused, it doesn't match your attributes, and it's normal to resist the detection of your Tao Qi." Zi Qilin continued to explain.
"The properties don't match? How can I use it?"
This glove feels as light as nothing in the hand, is transparent, and looks very beautiful. If someone slaps someone unexpectedly during a battle, it will greatly solve the problem of being incompetent in martial arts and weak in close combat.
"Haha, I advise you not to use it." However, Zi Qilin sneered and said: "Let's not mention that this magic weapon is for women. Even if you use it, you won't be able to use it to its full potential.
One-third of the power. Let’s leave it to your senior sister Taoist companion. He tortured her so hard that night, and it made me feel bad to see her, so let’s consider it as compensation for her.”
Xu Lizhu used the Li family's most precious treasure, the Qiankun Ding, to scare off Li Donghe and the monks. But the old woman couldn't even save her life under the pressure of the Yin and Yang gods using these even stronger gloves. These are her own attributes and magic weapon.
The effect caused by inconsistent attributes.
However, Ren Xiaofan understands the truth, what the hell is this "tormenting people so hard that night, it made me feel bad just looking at it"?
Could it be possible that...it has been seen all over Jade Perry?
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"Oh, don't think too much. Reproduction is the law of continuation of the race. What you did that night, in my eyes, is the same as watching some small animals mating."
As if guessing what Ren Xiaofan was thinking, Zi Qilin sneered and stopped talking.
Li Donghai was seriously injured, and most of his internal organs were damaged by the shock. If it weren't for the support of Dao Qi, he might have died a long time ago.
Fortunately, after taking the elixir, he quickly recovered from his internal and external injuries and began to meditate to restore his Tao Qi.
Hades
City God's Hall
Ghost officers from six departments and twenty-four divisions gathered together and lined up on both sides of the hall. The aloof City God was like an ancient emperor, sitting on a copper dragon chair, looking down with half-squinted eyes. His
Next to him, there were two ghost figures, black and white, and impermanence.
It was surprisingly quiet in the hall, as if a thin needle dropped to the ground and could be heard clearly.
At a certain moment, a ghost servant dressed as a civil servant trotted into the palace and walked up to the City God. He presented a bright pamphlet with both hands.
Hei Wuchang stretched out his hand to take it, then opened it, read it once, and whispered in the ear of the City God.
After hearing this, the City God's half-closed eyes widened instantly. At this moment, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped.
The ghostly and sinister energy was so strong that all the officials were unable to stand still.
"Please calm down the City God!!!"
It seemed that this was not the first time that the officials had experienced such a scene. They all fell to their knees and shouted in unison.
However, the Yin Qi has not weakened at all and still permeates the hall.
When the officials saw this, they didn't say anything. They all knelt in silence.
After a while, the anger of the City God seemed to dissipate. He stood up from the dragon chair and slowly walked down the hall. Finally, he came to the kneeling generals and stopped.
"Ling Tong! Do you know your guilt?"
The dull and hoarse voice faintly spread throughout the hall, and all the ghost officials looked over.
Ling Tong, on the other hand, trembled all over and quickly lowered his head, "I don't know..."
Although as a soul body, he cannot sweat, his trembling soul body at this moment has revealed his extremely nervous mood.
"I don't know? Haha..." The City God smiled coldly, and then with his sleeves and wide pure black embroidered hem, Ling Tong was thrown away until he hit the pillar behind him.
"Send him to the hells of the Eighteen Cities, and distribute his wife, family members, etc. to various officials' mansions to serve as ghost slaves!"
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Yang Jian
Lijiacun back mountain
After a period of recovery, Li Donghai not only recovered from his injuries, but also recovered most of his Tao Qi.
Looking at the time, it was exactly eleven o'clock in the evening. Ren Xiaofan looked at Li Donghai and said: "Uncle Li, I promised your clan elders to help your Li family guard the Qiankun Ding. So I have to go find Grandma Xu now. I don't know, uncle, what are you doing now?"
What’s the plan?”
He did not tell anyone about Li Yin's self-explosion in Dantian, but there was such a big movement last night, I believe he should have noticed it.
Li Donghai glanced at Ren Xiaofan in surprise, but did not ask the reason. Instead, he thought about it and said: "My current state is too bad, and it would be troublesome to stay here. And after being away for so long, Ling Qiu should also