Chapter 123 Beiluo is not broken, your father will protect you for your whole life [Second update, please subscribe! ]
Under the pine trees.
The old Taoist was furious, and his blood and energy surged, causing strange noises.
He slapped the arrow with his palm and sent it flying.
Miao Renyu kept pulling the bow, his pupils constricted...
A bloodstain on the cheek burst open, and bright red blood flowed.
Although he had expected this and knew how powerful Nie Zhangqing was, Miao Renyu was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.
He is the third in the Dao Sect, after Li Sansi and Li Sansui.
Although he has always been gentle in character, he is actually a very strong-willed person. Nie Zhangqing easily knocked his arrow away. In fact, if Nie Changqing wanted to kill him, the moment the arrow flew backwards, he could take his life.
He lost.
Old Ten, who had once humbly sought advice from him, surpassed him with a domineering attitude.
Nie Zhangqing took a step forward slowly, his spiritual pressure spreading.
Miao Renyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground.
Nie Zhangqing stepped over him, holding the butcher knife in one hand and wearing a white shirt, and walked past the six most outstanding young people in Dao Sect.
He used to be the tenth Daoist master, but now, he seems to have reached the top.
On the large square, many Taoist disciples were terrified.
The cultivator Nie Zhangqing... is so strong! The six most outstanding disciples of the Dao Sect, six master warriors, were actually oppressed by Nie Zhangqing's aura and could not move.
Even Ren Yu, the third Dao Sect master who shot the arrow, was as weak as a baby!
"Everyone! Suppress this evil!"
Under the vigorous old pine trees.
The old Taoist jumped up, his Taoist robe fluttering, and opened his palms like dry branches. He stepped on the ground as light as a swallow and leaped up.
Several elderly Taoists burst into shouts.
Landing on the large flat ground, stepping on the right position, the Qi and blood in the body burst out.
They did not underestimate the practitioners. After all, the Dao Sect disciples had told them how powerful the practitioners were before they went into seclusion.
Even the secret dragon-breeding land on the Zhaixing Peak now made them feel the terror of cultivators.
but……
In order to deal with practitioners.
The disciples of the Dao Sect developed a Qi and Blood Formation, which, after improving the original Dao Sect formation, could gather Qi and blood.
The energy and blood of several elderly Taoists seemed to flow into the body of the old Taoist elder.
In an instant, the old Taoist's dry hair flew up and his wrinkled face began to tremble.
A long howl came from his mouth.
He jumped into the arena! As he swung his whisk, he actually pulled out a terrifying energy force, which shattered the blue bricks on the ground.
Nie Zhangqing raised his eyebrows slightly and stood still.
He moved sideways on his feet.
The spiritual pressure spread.
The six Taoist disciples who were sitting on the ground were flung away one after another.
Nie Zhangqing raised the butcher knife in his hand.
The old Taoist's whisk smashed down fiercely, colliding with his butcher knife, and there was actually a sound of fine iron clashing.
"Evil disciple! The Lord has trained you, but he has actually raised an ungrateful wolf!"
"What are the Dao Sect's precepts? You must be aware of them. You broke the precepts, so you deserve to bear these punishments!"
"Don't think that just because you have entered Baiyujing and become a cultivator, you can act recklessly!"
Boom! The old Taoist cursed continuously, and between his torsos, he bore the blood and energy of several old Taoist masters. Faintly, he actually had the power of a great master.
Nie Zhangqing said nothing and endured the old Taoist's attack.
finally……
Nie Zhangqing let go of the butcher knife in his hand.
"Are you done?"
Boom! "I just want my wife back."
"I just want my family to be together. Is this... too much to ask?"
Nie Zhangqing said.
The words fell.
The butcher knife floated and spun at high speed in front of him, floating continuously with the light blue spiritual energy.
Faintly.
There was an illusory outline of a knife emerging outside the butcher knife.
Nie Zhangqing growled.
"Imperial Sword!"
The next moment, the hand suddenly swept from bottom to top.
The butcher knife chopped from bottom to top, carrying with it a powerful spiritual energy, and hit the old Taoist.
The Taoist's whisk was cut in half...
The screams of agony resounded throughout the entire area.
Blood splattered several feet away.
The old Taoist fell to the ground, his robe stained red with blood.
The arm holding the whisk was cut off by Nie Zhangqing's sword.
Fell to the ground...
The sound of screams echoed throughout the Dao Zong Da Ping.
Several elderly Taoists were immediately shocked and retreated, staring at Nie Zhangqing in disbelief.
They, the Taoist sect, closed the mountain gate and refused to let anyone go out, knowing only that the cultivators were very strong, but... to be this strong was really beyond their expectations.
Nie Zhangqing didn't say anything. He raised one hand and the butcher knife floated in the air.
This method shocked many of Dao Sect's disciples and left them speechless. After all, the ability to control the sword through the air was just like what the immortals said.
On the ground, the old Taoist elder was wailing.
Nie Zhangqing had a cold expression. He had killed many people over the years and had long since become indifferent to life and death.
The old Taoist had a grim look on his face, and he was covering his broken arm, trembling in pain.
"Go and invite Li San Sui! Go and call her!"
The old Taoist turned around and yelled at an elderly Taoist behind him.
"The glory of Dao Zong...cannot be trampled on like this!"
The old Taoist stretched his neck and roared, with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist hesitated for a moment, then turned around and ran towards the Zhaixing Peak.
Nie Zhangqing glanced at the Taoist priest who was leaving and did not stop him.
He just looked at the blood-stained old Taoist indifferently.
"The glory of Dao Zong..."
"I just want to take my wife away, what's wrong with that?"
"Since I was once a disciple of Dao Sect, I have shown mercy..."
"I'll count down five more times... Tell me where Ru'er is, otherwise... I, Butcher Nie, will really start slaughtering everything."
Nie Zhangqing said slowly.
His words lingered over the square, causing everyone to tremble physically and mentally.
“Evil creature, if Li Sansi and Li Sansui were not here…how dare you be so rampant in Dao Sect!”
The old Taoist's face turned pale as he bled, and he roared.
Nie Zhangqing glanced at him.
Holding a butcher knife.
He said calmly: "Five."
The Taoist disciples around made a commotion for a while.
On the ground, the old Taoist stared at Nie Zhangqing with hatred: "You are a wicked person who betrays your master and ancestors! Training you is really the most wrong decision your Lordship has made in his life!"
A heavy murderous intent permeated the large area.
The Dao Sect disciples around had already started to make a commotion. Some of them retreated in fear, frightened by the murderous intent in Nie Zhangqing.
Although Dao Zong is one of the Hundred Schools of Thought, the mountain gate has been closed for a long time and only Dao Zong can go down the mountain to gain experience.
Among the many disciples of Dao Sect, the most they do is learn from each other.
Some have never even seen blood.
Therefore, facing Nie Zhangqing's murderous intent, they were afraid.
"Four."
Nie Zhangqing leaned on the butcher knife, raised his head, felt the wind in Dao Sect, and spoke slowly.
Below, the old Taoist stopped cursing and looked at Miao Renyu in the distance.
"Pull me away, pull me away quickly!"
The increasingly strong murderous intent in Nie Zhangqing made the old Taoist feel... uneasy.
Miao Renyu hesitated for a moment, then walked to Nie Zhangqing, wanting to take the old Taoist elder away.
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However.
A black butcher knife suddenly fell down.
With a "puff" sound.
Pierce the old Taoist's body.
The old Taoist howled miserably and his eyeballs almost popped out.
At first I felt great when I tore the letter, but now I feel panic when I scream...
This is all retribution.
"Chang Qing..."
Miao Renyu's hands trembled and he couldn't help but speak.
Nie Zhangqing ignored him.
Still looking up and feeling the mountain breeze.
"three."
Miao Renyu looked at the strange and indifferent Nie Zhangqing, his facial expression changing constantly.
He ignored the old Taoist and shot out.
The old Taoist who was stabbed by the butcher knife became more and more terrified. He felt as if he was abandoned.
…
Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.
Lu Fan leaned against the wheelchair and couldn't help laughing. As expected of a disciple of Bai Yujing, Nie Zhangqing's temper was just as good as his.
"The disciples of this Dao Sect do have something. They can actually use Qi and blood to form a formation. If they come into contact with spiritual energy, they may be able to create many formations that can create miracles."
Lu Fan took a sip of wine and narrowed his eyes.
In this world, there are many talented people, so Lu Fan is not surprised.
Lu Fan picked up a chess piece and rubbed it gently.
"The Dragon Gate Secret Realm has been opened, and the dragon seed should be born soon..."
Lu Fan was in deep thought.
"As for whether this move can make Baiyujing a truly transcendent force, it is hard to say..."
"People today may know that Bai Yujing is very powerful, but... they are more curious about Bai Yujing than respecting him. After this incident, perhaps people will be more than just curious about Bai Yujing."
Just when Lu Fan was deep in thought.
There were heavy footsteps.
But then Lu Changkong was seen walking up to the pavilion.
"Father?"
Lu Fan was slightly startled.
"Fan'er, I heard from Ni Yu that you haven't slept for several days?"
Lu Changkong was holding a purple lunch box in his hand and placed it on the sandalwood table.
"Practice is good, but you have to pay attention to rest... Don't tire yourself out, pay attention to your diet, and pay attention to rest."
Lu Changkong gave instructions while opening the lunch box.
He took a wooden spoon and scooped a bowl of porridge.
"I asked the cook to make your favorite eight-treasure porridge. Come and have a taste."
Lu Changkong scooped some porridge into a blue and white porcelain bowl and placed it in front of Lu Fan.
Lu Fan looked at the porridge and fell silent.
This bowl of porridge made his heart feel like it was electrocuted.
Lu Fan has always felt that he is a lonely person in this world.
Just face this world with the mission mindset of improving this world.
He is indifferent and aloof.
It is possible that the mentality of this body has affected Lu Fan. His original inferiority and autistic mentality has made Lu Fan somewhat indifferent to family and friendship.
In fact, Lu Fan also longs for family and friendship in his heart.
He would occasionally giggle at Ni Yu who was farting with her butt sticking out, and would feel envious when he saw Jing Yue and Nie Shuang playing around.
He picked up the blue and white porcelain bowl.
I took a spoonful and it was very sweet.
The sweetness made Lu Fan feel warm in his heart.
"Thank you, father."
Lu Fan said.
"Hey, if it tastes good, eat more."
Lu Changkong laughed, rubbed his hands, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.
"Then you eat. I still have to go to the tower to guard the city. Don't tire yourself out. Make sure you get more rest. There is no rush to practice. What does it matter if you become the best in the world? As long as Beiluo is not destroyed, I will protect you for the rest of your life."
Lu Changkong laughed.
"Oh, right, my father asked Uncle Luo Yue to take some elite soldiers into the Dragon Gate Secret Realm. Once the eight Dragon Gate Secret Realms are revealed, the world's situation will change, and Beiluo City should also make some changes."
Lu Fan scooped a spoonful of porridge and said.
Lu Changkong was stunned for a moment, then became serious. He nodded and left Baiyujing.
After Lu Changkong left, Lu Fan sat in the wheelchair and continued to drink porridge.
Ni Yu hid behind the railing, sticking half of his head out.
Lu Fan glanced at him, his expression unchanged, and said, "Come over if you want to eat. There's no need to stare at me. I can't finish it all by myself, young master."
Ni Yu suddenly smiled happily, drooling, and jumped over from behind the railing.
…
Above Dao Zong.
"two."
Nie Zhangqing's calm voice lingered throughout the entire Daping.
Around Daping, many Taoist disciples remained silent, with only Nie Zhangqing's voice lingering in the air like the wind.
He glanced at the people around him, and then glanced at the powerful aura emanating from the direction of Zhaixing Peak.
Nie Zhangqing sighed.
He pulled out the butcher knife, and the old Taoist gasped in pain.
"evil……"
The old Taoist opened his mouth ferociously, wanting to say something.
However……
The next moment, everything went dark before his eyes, and he stopped talking abruptly before he could finish his words.
"one."
Nie Zhangqing exhaled.
In his hand, the butcher knife gently slashed across the old Taoist's neck...
A head rolled down one meter with disbelief.
The blood splattered three feet, dyeing the Dao Zong square red.
(End of this chapter)