Chapter 272: Asking Who is the Human Guest with a Laugh · Part 3

Xiao Hao vaguely guessed what he meant, but he neither admitted nor denied it. Instead, he turned around with his sword on his back and said in a profound and unfathomable way: "It is hard to say."

Wherever he is, there will be variables, and it is impossible to predict small things. But he knows the script of the future big situation, and this master can still do something. When

Fei Bai heard him say this, he knew that he was probably right, and his expression became more and more worried: "This way is dangerous and unpredictable. Taoist Qingxu has passed away. Isn't there no one in the world who can protect my senior brother?"

Xiao Hao smiled faintly and said: "...It's hard to say."

"The way of heaven is unpredictable. Those who can see through the subtle things are mostly blessed with little fortune and short life..." When Fei Bai said this, he felt reluctant in his heart, and his eyes became more worried. It is dangerous for Senior Brother Chunyang to stay in Chunyang Palace, and it is even more dangerous for him to enter this vast world. Can Wudang really protect him?

Xiao Hao stood still, his sleeves waving in the wind, like a jade tree in a forest. "The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao. We are all practicing in the world. In these thousands of years, There are many people who are less than a hundred years old, so why bother to seek immortality? The way of heaven is impermanent and constant, just let it go, where the great way is, there I am, why talk about life and death?"

Feibai was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt a kind of respect, "Senior brother, you are a person who does not eat fireworks, and you have extraordinary qualifications. You can seek the supreme immortal way... Are you really fearless and regretless in practicing this Taoist method of shortening your life?"

Xiao Hao turned his head and glanced at him, "Three thousand lives and deaths, how many can you count with your fingers, it's just the cycle of prosperity and decline. If you want to leave the world, why not practice in the world."

Feibai bowed respectfully: "Senior brother is right."

This is what a Taoist should look like.

Fei Bai felt a little ashamed. He had been practicing in Wudang since he was young. He thought he was gifted. His master often praised him for his good understanding. But now when he stood next to Xiao Hao, he felt inferior.

He always thought that the heart of Taoism was not bound by appearance and behavior, and he only wanted to be free. But compared with Senior Brother Chunyang, who was willing to be bound by the dust net but was not stained by dust, his realm was too far behind.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's find another place to stay tonight." Xiao Hao looked at the disciples of Tianming Sect who were knocked unconscious in the room and said calmly.

Fei Bai immediately followed him, and then as if he remembered something, he went back to the counter and fumbled around, and took back Xiao Hao's gold leaf, squinting his eyes and smiling: "Brother, although you shouldn't be obsessed with material things, you still need them when you travel the world. You can't be so wasteful, otherwise Taoist Qingxu will remind you in his dreams."

Xiao Hao laughed for a while, shook his head and followed his joy.

It was late at night, and there was no place to stay. The two of them simply flew out of the city, found a dilapidated temple, and rested for a night.

When the sky broke, the morning light was dim and the fragrance floated.

Xiao Hao opened his eyes, brushed off the dust on his shoulders, and slowly stood up.

Feibai was still sleeping soundly, and his defenseless sleeping posture was really touching. The head of Wudang Sect was really generous to let him come down the mountain like this.

Xiao Hao stepped out of the broken temple, stood upright, his eyes lowered, his palms facing inward and crossed in front of his abdomen, he bowed with his hands and nose level, which was the standard Taoist etiquette, "Supreme Heavenly Honored One, good morning, donor, I bow to you."

A sweet and soft voice rang in his ears, like a breeze blowing on his face, "What a handsome little Taoist priest!"

Xiao Hao's expression was cold and reserved, "Your Highness, you are kind." Shan

Yuru was sitting on the tree, playing with a pair of jade rings in her slender hands, and whispered, "Is that the Immortal Chunyang below?"

Xiao Hao nodded, "Yes."

"If I had known that you would be such a fair and elegant person, why would I have let those rough men come to greet you." She laughed coquettishly, and just standing gracefully on the branch was enough to make everyone fall in love with her. "Such a rare talent should have been seen earlier."

Shan Yuru is the leader of the Tianming Sect. She received a message from an informant saying that Wudang was secretly going to take a mysterious successor back to the sect. The Tianming Sect is now fighting fiercely with Chuyun Temple and Wudang Sect. At this critical juncture, she cannot tolerate anyone getting in the way. The people

sent out to intercept were wiped out. Shan Yuru was severely ridiculed by her senior brother Jie Fu, so she came in person to see how capable this young Taoist priest who had just come out of the mountain was.

However, after meeting Xiao Hao, her idea of ​​​​silencing her mouth changed.

She is also the successor of the Yingui Sect of this generation. Unfortunately, when the "Heavenly Demon Strategy" came to her, the Central Plains Demon Sect had long lost its inheritance. Therefore, the skills she practiced were different from those of Wan Wan and others, so she used the technique of replenishing to improve her own skills.

To her, a pure Dao fetus like Xiao Hao is just as rare as a demon seed. It would be a pity to kill him, so it is better to eat him to replenish her!

Since ancient times, most martial artists have been trying to use their acquired bodies to improve their innate realms. However, even if they reach the realm of innate warriors, there is still a more superior "source power". Those who

can use the source and successfully take the "last step" can break the void.

If you want to stimulate the source power in the flesh and blood body and cross the gap between heaven and man, there are two completely opposite but similar methods, which are the "Dao fetus" of the righteous way to cultivate "life", and the "demon seed" of the evil way to cultivate "death". The

mysterious Daoxin planting demon method of the demon sect is a method of using Dao fetus and demon seed to transcend life and death and break the void. Although the martial arts that Shan Yuru practiced were not as good as the Daoxin Planting Demon, it also had a similar effect of absorbing power through the Caibu furnace.

She looked at Xiao Hao with shining eyes, and felt that she had accidentally picked up a big treasure.

Although Shan Yuru lost in the competition with Cihang Jingzhai Yan Jingan not long ago, the art of charm was her specialty, and there were only a handful of people in the world who could resist her charm.

And although she practiced the Caibu method, her temperament was very dignified. Apart from her beautiful appearance, her every move carried a sympathetic and moving aura. She didn't look like a beautiful and wanton witch, but like a quiet, pleasant, gentle and affectionate beauty.

Unfortunately, Xiao Hao was already used to seeing all kinds of beautiful women. When facing Shan Yuru, he had no more emotions except for the surprise of her beauty.

"What are you doing here, benefactor?"

Shan Yuru jumped down gracefully, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, floating like a fairy. "The master smashed my inn, you should compensate me."

Xiao Hao pretended not to understand, took out a piece of golden gold, and handed it to Shan Yuru from a distance, saying, "Is it enough?"

Shan Yuru sneered, the sound was like a silver bottle breaking, and it was as gentle as the sound of nature, "The master is so honest that he is a little cute."

She had seen many disciples of the royal family, and countless top figures in both the black and white worlds, but Xiao Hao was the first one who had no lustful thoughts in his eyes after seeing her.

Pure and dust-free, cold and self-contained, simply standing there, he has an air of immortality. In addition, this Taoist priest has eyebrows like frost, eyes like cold stars, and a temperament like snow.

Such a solemn and pure person is simply too pleasing to the demon girl.

Tsk, she has seen many false masks of the mainstays of the white way, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that any low-ranking person in the white way dared to call himself a famous and upright sect. They should really be shown that this is a famous and upright sect!

Shan Yuru didn't believe that the head of Wudang could teach such a person. The temperament of Master Chunyang and Taoist Feibai was very different. The master-disciple relationship was still unclear.

Is this person really a Wudang disciple?

"The Taoist is like a plum blossom that stands proudly in the snow, which makes me fall in love with him. Can you come with me to my Tianming Sect to appreciate the flowers and discuss the Dao as a gift?" Discussing the Dao is secondary. What makes people most excited is to be able to absorb the authentic inner strength of the Xuanmen that this person can replenish.

Xiao Hao held the gold without moving, and repeated: "Is it not enough?"

Shan Yuru was slightly stunned.

Xiao Hao then took out another piece of gold, put the two pieces together, and said calmly: "Is it enough?"

Shan Yuru: "..." Does she look very short of money! !

Shan Yuru looked at Xiao Hao with resentment, "The Taoist priest is so unromantic."

Xiao Hao frowned and took out the third gold ingot: "Is that enough?" Shan Yuru's

face turned a little ugly. Seeing her expression change, Xiao Hao placed the three gold ingots in front of him and bowed his head and said, "It seems to be enough. Thank you for your generosity."

"..." Although Shan Yuru was angry, she was still very well-mannered. She frowned and looked calm like still water. "If the master doesn't cooperate, Yuru really has no choice. I have filed a complaint with my senior brother. If we don't catch you, you will lose face."

She finished speaking, and the jade ring in her hand made a clear "ding" sound. The pair of jade rings kept flying in her hands, and the sound seemed to come from all directions, drifting back and forth, making it impossible to judge the real direction of the attack.

Xiao Hao had seen this kind of disturbing and confusing sound fighting method before, and immediately gathered his mind and flicked his fingertips lightly on the sword.

Shan Yuru was shocked, surprised that Xiao Hao could see the mystery of her magic sound soul-disturbing method at a glance when facing her for the first time, and she couldn't help but take it more seriously.

She approached, her wide sleeves rolled up, revealing two sections of tender and smooth arms that made people think endlessly, with a graceful posture, and the jade rings were cut at her waist.

Xiao Hao leaned back, his upper body almost parallel to the ground, his double rings swung in front of him, and the other party's open chest was fully exposed.

Xiao Hao was slightly startled, closed his eyes silently, and turned his head to the side.

Seeing this, Shan Yuru's heart moved slightly, and she smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is a true gentleman, I like him even more."

She said she liked him, but she didn't like him at all. Her moves were insidious, vicious, cruel and ruthless. Xiao Hao sensed trouble after receiving two of her moves.

Although Shan Yuru was at the same level as him, she was more agile than him. He couldn't keep a distance, so it was not easy for her to perform. It would be

nice if there was a place to go around the pillar in this wilderness, but Fei Bai was sleeping behind Xiao Hao. If he avoided it directly, Shan Yuru would definitely hold Fei Bai to restrain him. If he was

restrained like this, he would be at a disadvantage.

Xiao Hao thought quickly, jumped back and landed in a Tai Chi pose, raised his palm and stopped him, saying, "Donor, wait."

Shan Yuru frowned slightly. When she was in Xiao Hao's aura, she felt that every move she made was restrained by the opponent's aura. This person fought with her with his eyes closed and without looking at her body, and he was still so calm and composed. I'm afraid he must be a tough nut to crack.

She remained expressionless, still smiling: "Master, have you figured it out?"

Xiao Hao shook his head, "Donor, our martial arts are not yet up to par. If you don't hone your skills for a few more years, you might bring shame to our ancestors."

The Heavenly Demonic Art of the Yingui Sect was so powerful, but when it came to Shan Yuru's generation, they practiced some unorthodox methods.

Although these unorthodox methods were indeed enough to give Xiao Hao a headache. Shan

Yuru smiled coquettishly and said disdainfully: "The Taoist priest is a pure-hearted person, how can he understand the ecstasy of our sect's Caibu method."

Xiao Hao glanced at her and said coldly: "I have never been involved in the Caibu method, but I see that the donor's voice was not mature enough to seduce people, and the Heavenly Demon Field was not able to be used smoothly. It's a pity that both are not perfect."

Shan Yuru was stunned, "What did you say?"