Su Zhao looked at Xiao Xiao's surprise, but he hit Xiao Xiao and said: "I don't like to accept apprentices. My master said that if you accept an apprentice, you have to bear the consequences brought by the apprentice. Although there are opportunities, but
Compared with cause and effect and retribution, chance is not worth mentioning at all!"
"If it weren't for the sake of inheritance, disciples are really dispensable. Even in my sect, the demon slayer sect, there are not many practitioners who have true master-disciple inheritance. Most of the practitioners are worshipers.
When they enter a certain palace, they do not become apprentices, they are just considered disciples within the house, not the disciples of the owner of the house."
"There may be some elders who, seeing that a certain disciple is extremely talented and whose spiritual talent matches his Taoism, will accept this disciple. But among the seven top powerful people in the Demon Slayer Sect, there is only one
An elder has accepted a direct disciple, but none of the other seniors, including the head of the Bao Sect, has accepted a disciple to pass on their own practice experience!"
"One reason is that these powerful elders and sect leaders are not too old and do not need to be old enough to recruit people for inheritance. Furthermore, they also need to consider whether some of the disciples they remember are qualified.
Their request! Finally, if you recruit direct disciples, you have to educate them carefully and bear the karma of the disciples. It is very troublesome and not very friendly to these practitioners, so they will not recruit disciples!"
Su Zhao looked at Xiao Xiao and asked, "Do you understand now why I don't accept you as my disciple?"
Xiao Xiao nodded as if he understood; "I said seriously: "I understand, but I will not give in."
Su Zhao smiled casually: "Then it's up to you. Anyway, I won't accept you as my disciple. Just don't cry."
Xiao Xiao's face turned red and she said shyly, "I don't know how to cry. I am an adult now."
Su Zhao glanced at the flat clothes on Xiao Xiao's chest, with disdain in his eyes. Xiao Xiao's face turned redder, and she stared at Su Zhao dissatisfied. She puffed up her chest and wanted to refute Su Zhao.
However, his body was not strong enough, so he could only lose the battle.
"Fellow Daoist Su Zhao, I'm back on the plane." Before Xie Jiren arrived, his voice had already penetrated the dark clouds and came to Su Zhao's side.
In Chen State at the end of winter, the weather is far less cold than in the north. Spring has entered at this time, it is very warm, the vegetation is lush and green, and there is no loneliness or dilapidation at all.
The sky is covered with clouds, and a heavy rain is preparing to baptize the earth in late winter.
The fourth-level magician had already seen the scene around Su Zhao in the water curtain created by the woman in black. The surroundings were shattered. As the center of the battlefield, the ground under Su Zhao's feet had been dried by spiritual power.
It turned into a hard glass ground.
On the hillside in the distance, the vegetation was lush and green, and the forest was even more vibrant. The return of spring to the earth made the demons feel a sense of comfort from the bottom of their hearts.
But around Su Zhao, with Su Zhao as the center, within a radius of ten feet, there is the earth that has been baked into glazed bricks by spiritual power. Beyond the radius of ten feet, to a hundred feet away, there are pits and pits, and they have been beaten to a state of disarray.
Deep ravines, some burned trees, leaving only charcoal, were in ruins, just like a forest that had experienced a fire. On the ground, except for broken stones, there was not a single plant or tree.
!
The fourth-level magician grabbed Xie Jiji and came to Su Zhao, standing on the edge of Su Zhao ten feet away. The fourth-level magician stepped on the glazed ground with his feet and looked at Su Zhao calmly.
The fourth-level magician and Su Zhao are both at the third level of the Dan Condensation Realm. As long as both parties do not deliberately hide their cultivation auras, Su Zhao and this fourth-level magician can both feel the other's state aura.
Su Zhao even felt the opponent's vitality and blood through his magic power. The power of this demon warrior had far exceeded the power of the demon itself.
The realm of the third soul of the Condensation Realm, the power of the fourth soul of the Condensation Realm. A bright light flashed in Su Zhao's eyes, and he saw this demon warrior clearly, and he knew the strength of the demon warrior very well.
Through Shu Ye's narration, Su Zhao had already understood the division of demon clan's strength. If they lacked seven emotions and six desires, then they would not divide their strength by realm, but by grade!
Su Zhao looked at the fourth-grade magician opposite, without turning his head, and asked Shu Ye beside him: "This guy should be a fourth-grade magician!"
Shu Ye nodded and looked at Su Zhao with confirmation.
Su Zhao looked at the demon warrior with a smile and asked casually: "You guys are really good at cultivation, but why did you come with fellow Taoist Xie?"
Su Zhao looked at Xie Jiji at this time, and felt more and more that Xie Jiji was a bad guy. Su Zhao still trusted his own strength. The warriors of the fourth level of the demon clan were not Su Zhao's opponents at all.
At first glance, Su Zhao could kill this fourth-level magician.
"What do you mean?" The fourth-level magician asked, not knowing what to do.
"Because Fellow Daoist Xie is the reincarnation of a Star Lord!" Su Zhao chuckled lightly, looked at Xie Jiji and said.
"Giggle..." Xiao Xiao laughed suddenly. Last night, Su Zhao said that Xie Jiji was a broom star. Although he was a broom star, he was also the star king in the sky! Xie Jiji was the broom star, that is, the reincarnation of the star king.
, no problem, what Su Zhao said is correct!
Xie Jiji waved his hands again and again, and bowed his hands to Su Zhao in shame and said: "Fellow Taoist Su Zhao, I won't say any more. You fight this guy first, and I won't run away. Live or die, whatever happens."
You deal with it."
Xie Jiji had accepted his fate and had no intention of going back alive. He brought the fourth-level magician here, gave up his position directly, and walked to Xiao Xiao's side, intending to give up his right to live!
Xiao Xiao covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Senior Xie, why did you bring the demons here again? It seems that you are really not afraid of death!"
Xie Jiji said aggrievedly: "I have no choice. I have tried my best to avoid encountering demons, but I still encountered them. So what can I do? I can only take him to find Su
Mr. Zhao, it’s hard to persuade the damn ghost, his time has come, even if I want to save him, I can’t save him, so I got involved too!”
Xie Jiji was in great pain. He had just vowed to leave the Chen State forever and go to the Qi State or even the Song State in the north. However, he still encountered the demons. It was his time and his fate!
After Xiao Xiao heard this, he felt angry for Su Zhao at first, but the more he listened, the more pitiful he felt for Xie Jiji. According to Xie Jiji's words, this was indeed the case. Xie Jiji could not change the mind of this hateful demon. If he did not want to die, he could only
Can bring the demons to trouble Su Zhao.
Xie Jiji didn't want to die. He knew that Su Zhao could kill these demons, but he still brought people to die. If a normal person does this, he will either have a headache or have cerebral palsy!
But Xie Jiji is not an ordinary practitioner. How could he not cherish his own life? After finally cultivating to the first level of Taoji, his lifespan has increased a lot and he can live to at least 150 years old. Xie Jiji will soon
It is eighty years old. For a normal ordinary person, the life span of eighty years in the first realm of Taoji realm is equivalent to the life span of a normal person of about forty years.
There are still a lot of years that have not passed, and the eight sects of the Four Kingdoms have not been worshiped. Xie Jiji is naturally unwilling to be led by a demon to die.
At this time, Xie Jiji was convinced that everyone hoped that this fourth-level magician would die in Su Zhao's hands.
The fourth-level magician didn't know the meaning of Su Zhao's words. He looked at Su Zhao with a sneer in his eyes and said mockingly: "I came to take your head on the order of my master. I hope you can abide by the rules of the strong.
Stand still and let me behead you!"
Su Zhao was a little surprised. Are all the demons so crazy? To kill people, they actually require the person being killed not to move and wait for the opponent to kill him!
"You can give it a try, I can't help it. However, you are too weak and dare to fight me. It seems that your master is also a fool!" Su Zhao smiled.
"Asshole!" The woman in black, who was far above the sky, saw this scene from the water curtain, and suddenly felt secretly ashamed.
The two demon warriors beside the woman in black, a fifth-level magician and a sixth-level magician, immediately called for battle and said: "This person dares to humiliate the Lord. We are willing to ask the Crimson Palace to help kill this daring person."
The human race!”
"We must wait until he is defeated before you can complete my order." The face of the woman in black regained her composure, and her tone became calm and devoid of any emotion.
The two demon warriors screamed in their hearts that it was a pity that they could almost kill Su Zhao to please the Lord. It was really an advantage for the Crimson Palace. I am afraid that if the Crimson Palace killed Su Zhao, the Lord would be severely punished.
Awarded the Crimson Palace.
"You are so impudent that you dare to speak out words to humiliate my master. You are simply daring to kill me!" Crimson Palace shouted loudly, pulled out a hand-long steel knife from behind, and struck at Su Zhao.
There was a flash of light in Su Zhao's hand, and the Liguang Sword appeared in his hand. Fighting intent emerged in Su Zhao's eyes, and his body turned into an afterimage, and he also attacked the Crimson Palace who was flying towards him.
"when!"
"Crack!"
Two soft sounds rang out at the intersection between Su Zhao's Liguang Sword and Crimson One Red's steel sword. Su Zhao's Liguang Sword was not flawless at all. The sharpness of the blade made Crimson One Gong's heart feel even from a distance.
Chill.
What made Crimson Palace even more uncomfortable was that the knife in Crimson Palace's hand had a crack. This crack, which was thinner than spider silk, suddenly became huge.
Then, the steel knife broke off, and the cut was smooth, even reflecting the dark clouds in the sky.
Blushing and blushing, his face changed completely, and he looked at Su Zhao across from him in disbelief!