The White Lotus Guardian was beheaded by a single sword strike, and the wound was smooth and flat.
Even when the head fell to the ground, the body did not even fall directly to the ground, but still stood there in defiance of the law of gravity, adding a bit of solemn atmosphere in this cold night.
It seemed that the sword light was too fast, not only the White Lotus Guardian could not react, but even the laws of nature could not react.
This is a congenital master! A human-level martial artist!
He died at the first sight!
The surviving members of the Zhao clan, seeing the headless corpse of the White Lotus Protector, felt not only relief after surviving the disaster, but also more of a fear.
It's like a group of weak sheep being chased by a wolf, and then they see a tiger coming down the mountain and biting the wolf to death. All that's left in their hearts is fear and despair.
I want to escape, but I dare not.
After all, who knows whether this nun is good or evil, and whether she will attack those who are disrespectful?
Among the Zhao family members who were still in shock, a middle-aged man walked out tremblingly. It was the head of the family, Master Zhao.
At this moment, he managed to maintain his composure and respectfully saluted the nun on the blue ox: "Thank you very much, Master Daoist, for saving my life. My Zhao family is unable to repay you, and I am willing to give you half of our wealth as a thank you."
Half of the family wealth!
You should know that although the Zhao family has a small amount of wealth, they are considered a well-known wealthy family in the surrounding area.
However, most of their gold and silver income was spent on opening medical clinics and drug stores for daily operations, which were not readily available. Even if they wanted to sell them, they could not be converted into cash in a short period of time.
Therefore, since the medical clinic cannot be converted into cash in a short period of time, the Zhao family actually cannot come up with much gold and silver. They also need to hand over the precious jewelry passed down from the ancestral home to barely make up half of the family wealth.
Faced with a catastrophe, and forced to surrender half of their wealth, this Zhao family...even if they survive, how long can they hold on?
As for just handing over a random number to deceive the Taoist master Kunlun, if anything wrong is discovered, the Zhao family will be destroyed in an instant.
The Zhao clan members around were all stunned after hearing this.
Some people even wanted to step forward to persuade the head of the family, but due to the power of the sword just now, they were all hesitant and no one dared to step forward.
Xu Xianxian, who was sitting on the green ox, just smiled lightly when she heard this. "I am a Taoist who practices Taoism in seclusion. The gold, silver and wealth in the secular world are nothing but clouds to me."
Master Zhao was stunned for a moment, and while he wasn't happy about it, he bowed in confusion and said, "Then the Taoist master wants to..."
It's impossible that they would really help others when they see injustice.
"Your daughter, Zhao Qingqing, has a connection with me. Please allow her to cultivate with me."
Xu Xianxian casually pointed at the young girl in the crowd.
When the surviving members of the Zhao family heard this, they all looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what the other party was up to. Zhao Qingqing, who was named, had a blank look on her face and became inexplicably flustered.
The eldest master of the Zhao family was well-informed and intelligent, and he knew that this might be their chance. If they refused, the lives of the whole family would be in danger.
After all, these martial arts masters are usually idle and moody. They may be saving people one second and killing people the next.
He made a prompt decision and pulled Zhao Qingqing from the crowd. He then bowed down with her and said, "My daughter has been very naughty since she was young. I hope that the Taoist Master can be more tolerant."
He then lowered his head and shouted at the bewildered Zhao Qingqing, "Qing'er, why don't you go and pay your respects to your master!"
Zhao Qingqing met her father's serious, pleading gaze, and inexplicably understood something. She kowtowed three times to the figure on the green ox, "Master, accept my disciple's greetings!"
After all, this was in the wilderness, so everything was kept simple, and Master Zhao was a little uneasy.
"Good disciple, good disciple!"
Fortunately, the figure on the green ox just smiled lightly, accepted the salute, and stretched out her hand to shake it. An invisible force helped Zhao Qingqing onto the back of the green ox.
Grunt, grunt——
Suddenly, there was another person on his back, an ordinary mortal girl.
Qingniu hummed a little dissatisfiedly, feeling that he was wronged, but as soon as he turned around, he was glared at by his own master, and he immediately became well-behaved.
After all, the look in his eyes clearly said: If you keep throwing a tantrum, you'll have roasted beef for dinner.
"Let's go!"
Xu Xianxian was very happy to accept her first disciple after coming down the mountain. She picked up the wine gourd and drank it all in one gulp. After wiping the wine stains from the corners of her mouth, she told Lao Qingniu to continue her journey east.
Only Old Man Zhao, with a disheveled face, and the Zhao family members who were still in shock were left behind.
"Master, Qingqing was taken away just like that?"
The eldest son next to him came over and asked in a low voice.
"What else?" Old Master Zhao turned around, sighed helplessly, and pointed at the corpses scattered on the ground. "We are completely defenseless against a White Lotus Guardian, let alone this Kunlun Taoist Master. And the other party is a female Taoist priest. Qing'er shouldn't encounter any humiliation if she follows her."
When the other members of the Zhao clan heard this, they could only sigh. The family had suffered an unexpected disaster tonight. If it weren't for the appearance of the Taoist Master Kunlun, the whole family would have been wiped out.
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On the official road.
Zhao Qingqing yawned and looked at the beautiful master in front of her with curiosity.
The other person looked to be about sixteen or seventeen, about her own age, and had a beautiful voice, as sweet and mellow as an oriole. Although she had never heard the call of an oriole, she had read in books that the oriole's voice was very pleasant, so she thought it must be similar.
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