Since Qian Xiaoxiao left him behind, Tianquan tried to catch up with the opponent, but unfortunately, the gap in martial arts meant that he couldn't even touch the opponent's shadow.
After hesitating in a nearby town for two days, Tian Quan finally knew that he could not catch up. He found a restaurant and sat there for half a day. Because the Qingcheng sect's rules did not allow disciples to drink alcohol, he only ordered tea.
In the weird eyes of the waiter, Tianquan drank tea for most of the day, as if he wanted to imitate others and get drunk, but he could only taste the lingering bitterness on the tip of his tongue.
In sorrow, Tianquan forced himself to cheer up. He originally thought of going back to the Qingcheng sect to confess his mistake to Master Konggu, but this time he just set out on his way home and passed by a Taoist temple. By some strange coincidence, he walked in.
He was restless, so he came to the temple, borrowed the calculation chips, and threw them out again and again. Surprisingly, several times in a row, the results shown by the hexagrams were for him to return to Qingcheng Mountain.
But after Tianquan saw the hexagram, he was very hesitant. When he was about to throw it for the fourth time, the Taoist priest in the temple appeared. He was an elderly man with silver hair on his head.
This Taoist snatched the calculation chip from Tianquan's hand and reprimanded him in the tone of a senior: "Since you have made a decision in your heart, why are you still hesitant to move forward?"
Tian Quan was shocked and quickly stood up and bowed: "Thank you, senior!"
The authorities are confused, but the bystanders know clearly. The other party's words revealed his confusion. Tianquan was finally able to face his heart. He was not worried about Qian Xiaoxiao, and did not want to be left in the dark. He wanted to continue pursuing him! He must ask the other party's difficulties clearly!
After Tianquan made up his mind, he immediately left, but as soon as he reached the door, he turned back and threw some coins he had with him into the incense box of the Taoist temple.
When the old Taoist priest saw this scene, not only did he not feel any sense of relief, but his face became even more gloomy and uncertain, and the clenched fists under his Taoist robe made an angry creaking sound.
But Tianquan didn't notice this, he expressed his feelings and left in a hurry.
"Amitabha."
Surprisingly, there was not only a Taoist priest in this Taoist temple, but also a Buddhist disciple. The monk walked up to the Taoist priest, glanced at the box, and then turned his attention to the Taoist priest.
"This little Taoist priest has an interesting temperament, but I still can't see why he is worthy of your attention." The monk asked.
The Taoist priest stroked his white beard, and a hint of memory flashed in his eyes: "I just thought he was kind-hearted, but when I met him, I had a grudge, so I just liked him casually."
The monks said one after another, and when Tianquan's figure completely disappeared into the distance, they also left.
Tianquan Jianghu is still relatively young, so naturally he would not recognize who that Taoist is, but if it were his master, his expression would change drastically at just one glance.
Because these monks are none other than Ke Hentian, a well-known evil master on the evil path, and Tianyuan Master Lingyu.
After being surrounded and killed by the Jin Yiwei in Miaoland, these two people traveled to many places. Finally, at Ke Hentian's suggestion, they returned to Sichuan and Sichuan, which he was most familiar with, to temporarily escape the limelight.
Today I happened to meet Tian Quan in the audience. Ke Hentian looked at him and thought of someone. On a whim, he gave him a hint in the manner of a senior.
Tianquan has benefited a lot from this. In his opinion, this may be a reclusive master, but somewhere he can't see, disgusting blood has already stained this pure land.
In the woodshed in the backyard of the Taoist temple, the bodies of several Taoist disciples were pushed together, with the fear before death still on their faces. This was all the work of Lingyu and Ke Hentian.
Tianquan's luck has always been very good. After completely losing track of Qian Xiaoxiao, the direction he chose at random turned out to be the path that Yushu took to enter Shu.
At this moment, the little girl he cares about and the master Yushu Zhenren who worries about him are fighting to the death on this road.
At first, Qian Xiaoxiao had no idea of killing him, because Yushu was Tianquan's master after all. Although she had no choice but to obey Yue Lifeng, she did not want to just let him control her.
She originally thought of using martial arts to force the opponent to retreat, but what she didn't expect was that Master Yushu had never been a soft persimmon. Over the years, his reputation as a good gentleman had been spread among the people in the world. Qian Xiaoxiao thought that the opponent was gentle and gentle, and had great skills in martial arts.
It shouldn't be too powerful.
But she miscalculated. Master Yushu's martial arts skills are not low. It can even be said that the Qingcheng Sect's sword-control skills are definitely among the best among those she has ever met.
Even if Qian Xiaoxiao has a gift of 100% of the Perfect Shadow Skill from His Holiness Youyun, he still has to show his true ability when facing Master Yushu.
But this is where the fatal part lies.
Shadow Kung Fu is undoubtedly a magical skill, and the method of practice is extremely tricky and demanding. It must stimulate people's seven emotions to improve martial arts. The changes in people's seven emotions are also a major factor in the strength of martial arts.
The seven emotions are joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love and evil. At first, the little demon girl practiced desire, and Dharma King Youyun practiced grief. Now it is Qian Xiaoxiao's turn, and she practices "love".
Her attachment to Tianquan is the source of Qian Xiaoxiao's powerful photography skills. Her thoughts are single and pure compared to others, which is also the main factor in her rapid progress in martial arts.
However, as the practice of Zhaoying Gong deepens day by day, the impact of emotions on the cultivator will also deepen day by day. The seven human emotions are indispensable, but the money for practicing Zhaoying Kung is so small that except for love, the rest
All six were reduced to auxiliaries.
Her joys, sorrows, and joys all come from love. The price of her strong martial arts skills is that Qian's little reason is gradually eroded by a single "love".
To put it simply, the more she activated her martial arts, the less able she was to control herself. Faced with Master Yushu's aggressive attacks, her attacks became less and less serious.
At this time, Master Yushu did not forget to "preach" to her.
"Miss Qian, if you and my apprentice continue like this, you will only get into misunderstandings."
Master Yushu's words made Qian Xiaoxiao feel an unknown fire rising in his head. He sighed again: "Good and evil are clearly divided. You are burdened with blood debts. If you can turn back now, you may still have a chance."
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Among the righteous knights who want to eat the devil alive, Master Yushu is one of the few extremely enlightened people. He has not blocked all roads. The young Ai Mu is the most reluctant to let go. Tianquan will not know how to deal with Qian Xiaoxiao.
Give up easily.
As a disciple, Mo Ruoshi, since he has no way to bring Tianquan back, he can only find a way from Qian Xiaoxiao. If the other party is willing to correct his evil ways, Master Yushu will not be able to accept it.
But these words were so harsh in Qian Xiaoxiao's ears. At this moment, she just wanted to laugh at Master Yushu for not overestimating his own abilities. He couldn't even protect his own apprentice, so how could he talk about making her change her ways?
Seeing that Qian Xiaoxiao was indifferent, Master Yushu was also helpless. He put away his sword and planned to retreat and rest as usual, so as to gather his energy and fight again.
Unfortunately, this time, Qian Xiaoxiao did not turn a blind eye and let the other party leave. When Master Yushu sheathed her sword, she suddenly made a black mark without any warning.