Xianbang

Young Master Dao took off the purple fox fur from his body, and then gently handed it to a demure maid behind him, wearing only a white Taoist robe, showing a kind of Yushu Lingfeng's temperament.

The eyes of the eight beautiful maids behind him were filled with admiration, and they wished they could throw themselves into their arms immediately.

Master Dao is definitely a romantic Taoist priest!

"I would rather not die, you should understand why I came here, and hand over the seven-colored ancient Taoist heart! I don't want to dirty the Taoist robe I just bought for [-] low-grade skystones." Daoist Zhuo stood in the wind and snow, With an elegant temperament on his body, he is like a banished fairy coming to the dust.

"Colorful Ancient Daoist Heart!" Guo Yi cast his eyes on the black iron box in Ning Bushi's hand, and immediately understood that the box of emotion contained the legendary treasure that can allow Taoist masters to break through to the realm of ancient Taoist masters.

It is extremely difficult to reach the realm of Taoist masters without breaking through a small realm. A rare treasure like the Seven-colored Ancient Dao Heart can definitely cause countless Taoist masters to go crazy.

But why would Ning Bushi ask Miss Lan to make wine for him? Guo Yi has never heard of using the "Colorful Valley Dao Heart" to break through the realm of the ancient Taoist master, and he needs to drink, and he doesn't need to be in the night of seven veins and nine yin. time.

This time Guo Yi guessed wrong, the black iron box was not filled with the rare treasure "Colorful Ancient Path Heart".

I saw that Ning Bushi took out a fist-sized bright spirit bead from his bosom, then gently put it on the wine table, and said with a smile: "Colorful Ancient Dao Heart, put it on this table, if you have the ability Come and get it!"

Ning Bushi still tightly held the black iron box in his hand, as if it was more precious than the Seven-Color Ancient Dao Heart.

Young Master Dao smiled coldly, and was about to move forward, but at this moment, a long howl came from the distant mountains, and it seemed that someone was coming.

He stopped immediately.

The wind and snow outside the restaurant stopped in an instant, and two streamers of blue color flew up from the mountains and landed on the peak almost at the same time.

These are two young men, one is holding a big knife in his hand and looks cold, the other looks a bit light, and he is still fanning in the snow in the cold weather.

The two of them acted as if they hadn't seen Mr. Dao at all, they pushed the door straight into the restaurant, and then stood in front of Ning Bushi.

They are not afraid of Young Master Dao, nor are they afraid of Ning Bushi.

Moreover, they are younger than this young master and Ning Bushi, and their cultivation bases are even weirder.

There is no Dao soul in a body, but it is stronger than the Dao master; there is a Dao soul in a body, but it does not breathe.

"It's wrong to steal something, not to mention that it belongs to a woman." said the young man with the fan.

Ning Bushi snorted coldly: "You meddle in too many nosy things."

"I'm just a nosy person, and there are only two ways in front of you now: one, let us cut off your arm; You don't need to pray." The young man who was holding the fan continued.

These words sounded familiar to Guo Yi, so he raised his head and glanced at the two young people who had just walked in, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"What I stole belonged to my junior sister, I'm afraid you have no right to control it." Ning Wushi said.

"You are wrong. From the moment you stole something, I have already seen that there is a marriage between you. I am a lover. If you can't make this match, you can only lose one arm. Do you think How do you choose?" said the young man with the fan in his hand.

Both Yumeiren and Guo Yi looked at all this playfully, perhaps only this young man in the world would mess around with love affairs, and only he would be so bored as to meddle in a stranger's business.

Ning Wusheng raised his eyebrows, he had never seen such a nosy person before, he smiled wryly in his heart, "If Junior Sister is really willing to marry me, even if my life is reduced by 10 years, it would be worth it, what a pity my face... ...will only scare her, and maybe after tonight everything will be fine."

Ning Wusi looked at the black iron box tightly held in his left hand, his eyes were full of sternness, and he said coldly: "I can kill the six Taoist masters while sitting down, do you think it depends on your strength? Can you cut off my arm?"

"You can try it." Another young man with a big knife said.

Ning Wusheng was enraged, Bone's fingers stretched out quickly, a group of blue ghost fire crackled on the palm, and a palm phantom attacked the two people in front of him at the same time, so fast that even the eyes couldn't react, Even the space was torn apart with a tiny hole.

This speed can almost catch up with the speed of crossing the void.

With such a short distance and such a fast speed, no one could escape his killing blow. It seemed that the scene of two young men's bodies exploding appeared in his mind.

"call out!"

But the young man with the fan in his hand was even faster. The fan in his hand seemed to have never been waved before, and it was still shaking, but the fan was already stained with blood.

"Bang!"

Ning Bushi's right arm was cut off from the shoulder and fell directly to the ground.

All this happened so fast, no one saw clearly how the fan cut off his arm, only the blood dripping from the fan was as crimson as a red plum in winter.

At this time, Ning Wusheng seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and just sat there in a daze without moving.

"I forgot to tell you, the fan in my hand is an ancient sacred weapon." The young man gently wiped the blood on the fan with his sleeve, and smiled triumphantly.

If it is said that the master king tool can reverse the rivers and shatter the earth, then the ancestral Taoist tool can be used as the magic weapon of an ancient Taoist temple, and can preserve an ancient Taoist temple forever.

But in front of the ancient sacred weapon, the Taoist king's weapon and the ancestral Taoist weapon are all floating clouds. The ancient holy weapon is a weapon sacrificed by a saint. times.

After the four words "Ancient Holy Artifact" were uttered from the mouth of the young man who was holding the fan, Ning Bushi's face turned pale, and Mr. Dao who was standing outside the restaurant turned around and left. Time is faster.

Because Mr. Dao knew that unless he also possessed the ancient sacred weapon, staying would be a dead end.

"Your wine is ready."

Miss Lan came out from the back room, holding a bronze jug in her hand. Although the lid was covered, there was still a strong smell of alcohol, and one sip could make people intoxicated for half a day.

"If you break through the realm of the ancient Taoist master tonight, with the help of the breath of the seven veins and nine yin and the power of the ancient Taoist heart, this wine can help you restore your flesh and blood, and even restore your appearance." Miss Lan said.

"Thank you."

Ning Bushi left an arm behind, so he can leave now.He still tightly held the black iron box in his hand with his left hand, held the jug with Dao Qi, and didn't even look at the severed arm on the ground.Straight out of the restaurant.

At this time, the genius had just dimmed, and faint stars had already floated in the sky.

At the same time, Guo Yi also stood up and chased after Ning Bushi, but just two steps after chasing, two figures suddenly flew in front of him.

One is shaking a fan, and the other is carrying a big knife.

One is Mo Wen, and the other is Wu Zhan.

Mo Wen waved a fan of the ancient holy artifact level, looked at Guo Yi with a smile, then at Yumeiren, and said: "Guo Yin thief, you are really good at it, Yumeiren and you are enemies, the emperor The monks in the capital are all telling you that you have given her up, I didn't believe it at first, but now I finally believe it."

"Ivory can't be spit out of a dog's mouth." Yumei spat coldly.

"I didn't even plan to spit ivory. Guo Yi has two roads in front of you now. One, you are going to have a bridal chamber with Yumeiren now, and let Wu Zhan and I witness this historic moment with our own eyes; I will fight to the death, last time there was no winner, this time it must be decided." Mo asked.

Guo Yi looked at Ning Bushi who was going further and further away, and his heart became more and more impatient. If he was entangled by Mo Wen, he would definitely have no fun. He said anxiously: "We will talk about the decisive battle next time."

After speaking, Guo Yi rushed out of the restaurant and chased after Ning Bushi.

But at this moment, the fan in Mo Wen's hand flew out, stirring up a holy pattern pattern, floating above Guo Yi's head, trying to keep Guo Yi behind.

The Ancient Sacred Artifact is indeed powerful, but Guo Yi has now reached the realm of a Taoist master, and the power of the Dragon Wing can be used to a very high level, even the Sacred Artifact can't stop him.

There are emperor-level tattoos in the wings of the dragon, and it easily passed through the holy tattoos, let out a low-pitched dragon roar, and continued to chase Ning Bushi.

Mo Wen was slightly surprised, and wanted to chase Guo Yi again, but suddenly a white jade battle sword lay across in front of him, forcing him back.

Holding the white jade battle sword, Yumei stood with a smile, and said with a smile: "You are not his opponent, and you will be beaten if you catch up."

Ning Bushi was so fast that he had already flown away, Guo Yi could only chase him by relying on the remaining traces in the air.

Guo Yi felt a familiar aura on Ning Bushi's body. This aura was not only a corpse aura, but also a blood aura, an indescribable feeling. If he wanted to figure out what was going on, perhaps he could only face it in person. Only by asking can we understand.

"He has practiced the blood corpse magic technique, which is one of the three supernatural powers of respecting Wusheng. He is probably my disciple who respects Wusheng." Jing Wusheng's voice rang in Guo Yi's ear.

Jing Wushi and Monk Jiaye have successfully sacrificed the battle body with the Soul Devouring Golden Essence. It won't be long before the soul and the battle body can be fused together, and they can completely walk out of the blood sea world of the Burial Sky Sword.

"Jing Wusheng's disciple, it's no wonder he feels a familiar aura from him." Guo Yi felt relieved and chased him even faster.

Both Xiao Fengfeng and Concubine Feng Chang were taken away by Jing Wusheng back then, and they have not been heard from for several years. Now they finally have a clue, maybe they can be found through Ning Bushi.

I don't know if Xiao Fengfeng has grown up, is she still such a little girl?

And Concubine Feng Chang, the woman who took away her first kiss, hey!It's a woman again!