"Looking at this kid's cultivation, it must be above the Nascent Soul stage. He must not be that loser from Wanbao Immortal City." Elder Mingwei said.
"It turns out that True Man Qingxiao is also a liar and a playboy. At the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect's recruitment event, he said that he would only accept one disciple, but no one knows when he accepted this disciple. He calls him a master, but in fact he is his lover." Elder Shengde mocked.
"So what if he's my lover?" Lin Su said with a smile, "It's still much better than those of you who are over a thousand years old and don't even have a Taoist partner."
This was a direct mockery. Ming Wei said, "Boy, I don't know how you got in, but once you're in, don't even think about getting out. You have both good cultivation and good looks, so why not join your master and become our nourishing treasure?"
"I didn't expect you all to have such ambitions." Lin Su smiled, reached out and took out his long sword. When he swung the sword, Ming Wei originally laughed at him, "Even your master couldn't break the lock, do you think you can?"
"Just try it and you'll know." Lin Su stretched out his sword, and the sword intent penetrated into the lock domain barrier. Just when Ming Wei was feeling proud, the lock domain jointly constructed by eight Jindan monks suddenly dissipated like broken glass fragments.
The eight positions of the eight gods in eight directions were all exposed to the two of them with one sword.
There were several elders from the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect and Mingruo Valley, as well as three people clearly shrouded in demonic energy. However, they couldn't afford to act arrogantly at this moment. Forcibly breaking the locked domain would be met with backlash. The rugged-looking demon cultivator said in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"
"Master has already said that I am his only disciple." Lin Su gently swung his sword, releasing thousands of sword energy. "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
"Impossible!" Ming Wei desperately dodged the sword intent that penetrated every corner of his body. "How could you be such a loser?!"
If those losers can achieve such a level of cultivation, then what are they going through all the trouble for?
"You are Lin Su!!!" The burly demon cultivator was clearly impressed. "How is that possible?!"
"If you think it's impossible, then it's impossible." Lin Su looked at the sword intent chasing them and fled in all directions. He stretched out his five fingers and put them together. The four-sided barrier blocked the eight people who were running. "We are all going to die anyway."
"Locked Domain?!" the demon cultivator exclaimed, "Impossible!!! How could you possibly stop the eight of us?"
"Monster, he's a monster!!!"
"Impossible. If Lin Suruo is so powerful, how could he enter the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect?!"
"impossible!!!"
They all tried to block the rat's attack, but no one could break through the lock. Instead, their bodies were cut by the sword and were covered in blood.
"What on earth do you want to do?!!!" Mingwei shouted.
This man could clearly kill them, but the sword intent was like a cat playing with a mouse, forcing them to flee in a panic.
"How you treated my master, I will naturally repay you a thousand times." Lin Su said coldly as he looked at their embarrassed appearance with no one to turn to for help.
If he had been a step later, Shen Qingtang would have been humiliated. Even if he didn't care that he was forced, this would have become a permanent knot in his heart.
He didn't save himself even when he was forced to that point, which shows that he is different from himself and is truly living his life as Shen Qingtang.
But it is precisely because of this that these people are unforgivable.
Lin Su doesn't like torture and killing, but some people must experience the feeling of being unable to live or die before they die.
An elder from Ming Ruogu had his neck pierced. He suddenly roared and ran towards Lin Su: "This is such a humiliation, why don't we die together!"
He was covered in blood, his face was hideous, and his body was swollen, obviously about to self-destruct. Shen Qingtang subconsciously grabbed Lin Su, but saw him stretch out his hand to grab him. The man who was about to self-destruct was shattered into pieces and fell from the air. There was still disbelief on his hideous face when he died.
The death of a dignified Divine Transformation cultivator was so casual that the others who were trying to avoid the force of the self-explosion stood there in shock, their minds clearly on the verge of collapse.
In the face of absolutely powerful force, people will give up the desire to resist.
The demon cultivator was still trying to escape, but Ming Wei was hit by several swords and still hadn't recovered: "Impossible... This is impossible..."
"That's what Moshi thought when he died." Lin Su looked at him indifferently.
Ming Wei's expression changed drastically, but he charged straight towards the sword intent that was attacking him: "This is really ridiculous!"
Shen Qingtang stood behind Lin Su with a complicated expression. He had never thought that the person he wanted to meet was the one who was protecting him, his apprentice, the only legitimate son of Wanbao Immortal City, the one who was rumored to be a good-for-nothing and was the lover of a fasting monk on the surface.
The remaining few people were tortured, but Lin Su had no intention of giving them a quick death. The indifference on his face made Shen Qingtang feel unfamiliar, but he still pulled Lin Su's sleeve and said, "Give them a quick death."
He had suffered almost the same torture and naturally hated these people, but he didn't want to see Lin Su use the same method as them and become the same person as them.
"Okay." Lin Su reached out and held his hand, with the other hand holding a sword, and the sword intent swept across the entire locked area. It was extremely stunning, but also life-threatening.
The eight Divine Transformation monks died one by one, and still no distress signal was sent out when they died.
Lin Su waved and took the tokens from several people, cleaned them, and handed them to Shen Qingtang, saying, "Master, take this and report it."
Those were the storage rings and instinctive spiritual treasures of several people, enough to prove that those who had abandoned the sect were all dead. However, Shen Qingtang did not take them. Instead, he looked at Lin Su with a complicated expression. The disciple he used to feel very familiar with now felt a little strange: "Who are you?"
That kind of comprehension of sword intent is definitely above his. Even if Lin Su has outstanding talent, he must go through countless hardships and life-and-death situations to appreciate that kind of sword intent. It is impossible to achieve success in several years.
Even if he really had an epiphany, how could he explain his cultivation level, which surpassed the Spirit Transformation stage? In just a few years, he went from a Qi-Inducing cultivator to a realm beyond the Spirit Transformation stage. This was impossible unless he was reincarnated and cultivated again.
[Host, please take note. Master is about to settle the score.] 06 said.
[It may not be my account that is being calculated.] Lin Su remained very calm.
"Master, who do you think I am?" Lin Su looked at him and asked.
As he spoke, the familiar feeling from before spread again. Shen Qingtang was sure that the person with him was the one in front of him. Then where did Lin Su go? "Are you taking over someone else's body?"
If it was a case of possession, when did it happen?
Shen Qingtang felt a little worried when he asked this question. Possession of another's body was a big taboo in the world of cultivation. It was a practice where after a powerful person died, their soul would forcibly take over the body of a living person, destroying their soul while taking possession of their qualifications and spiritual roots. This was like a cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest. Such behavior was almost the same as that of a demon cultivator, and anyone should punish them.
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