I'm really not a Daoist!

Chapter 246: Burying the Master and Protecting the Calf

"Uh, Tio"

The sudden pain caused Ji Bofu to lose his composure instantly. Big beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. The sound of the friction between the Zhuxian Sword and the bones was so clear, and the unparalleled pain exploded instantly.

After the Zhuxian Sword was drawn out, a big hole appeared in Ji Bofu's chest. Although the Zhuxian Sword did not burst out the Zhuxian Sword Qi, the Zhuxian Sword Intent that came with the Zhuxian Sword was starting from the wound and consuming his body.

Ji Bofu fell to the ground. Huangfu Qinghui grabbed Ji Bofu from the ground with one hand. He pointed a finger on his forehead and wiped out the Zhuxian Sword Intent in his body.

Just as Huangfu Qinghui lowered his finger, the Zhuxian Sword Intent reappeared in Ji Bofu's body again, and this time it was far more surging than before.

The surging Zhuxian Sword Intention instantly wiped out half of Ji Bofu's body. Huangfu Qinghui slapped Ji Bofu into nothingness with a palm of his hand, and then reached into the void with one hand and inserted the Zhuxian Sword into Ji Bofu's chest at that time point. Fula has reached this point in time.

Ji Bofu clasped his hands and stared at Huangfu Qinghui in front of him with wide eyes, "No, I haven't harmed myself yet, why is Master here?"
I glanced at my hand, no, why did my Zhuxian sword, which was so big, escape?
When did the Zhuxian Sword get into Master's hands?
As soon as Ji Bofu opened his mouth, a memory appeared in his mind. A fragment of a long river of time was punched into his mind by Huangfu Qinghui. In an instant, he understood what exactly happened.

"call"

"It turns out I'm already dead!"

Ji Bofu carefully recalled the memory in his heart when the current time point was when he died. Don't tell me, don't tell me, it was quite a taste. This strange feeling was a bit memorable.

Huangfu Qinghui's eyes full of reason showed a rare touch of warmth. He stretched out his hand to tidy up Ji Bofu's messy Taoist robes and said softly: "Is everything okay?"

Ji Bofu immediately pointed at Taoist Zhunti and complained: "Master, he bullied me. He wanted to peel my skin and bones. He used a magnifying glass to study me inch by inch. He wanted to take away the secrets from me."

"This person is very bad, and he doesn't have a long memory at all. He doesn't have a long memory at all about what happened last time."

"Master, if you want to kill him, you'd better take away all the four remaining golden lotuses of luck in their Western sect. Otherwise, this person won't have a long memory at all. If you let him go this time, he will do it again next time. I take action."

"I feel like he's targeting me. This time, I was short-sighted and I almost screamed. But if there is another time, I won't have this chance."

Ji Bofu said aggrievedly: "He is one of the most powerful people in all the worlds. Disciple, I am just an immortal. I will be reincarnated countless times just by his thought. He keeps staring at me." , I don’t feel at ease.”

Whoa! !

The whole prehistoric period was in an uproar. What did they see?
When has this kind of top-quality green tea appeared since the dawn of time?
What you know is that Taoist Zhunti is bullying you, but those who don’t know think that Taoist Zhunti@# is bullying you.

This kid doesn’t want to be shy! !
The Three Thousand Da Luo in the prehistoric times have basically never reached an agreement on the same thing, but today they reached an agreement on the fact that Ji Bofu was shameless.Taoist Zhunti was laughed out of anger. After all, he is also a fifth-level great supernatural power, a leader-level figure who can be respected in Daluo. Although his style is slightly despicable, his external reputation is far from fair. That's what this novel says.

On the contrary, he is confident that his reputation is at the top among the three thousand great Luo. Over the years, he has actively developed doctrines, established educational institutions, and single-handedly brought the West, which had become barren due to the war against demons, to the West. At this point, no one can criticize him based on his incredible achievements alone.

Did he mention that the Taoist would use a magnifying glass to study every inch of your flesh and blood as you, a little angel, peeled off your skin and bones?

If you ask this question in the West, which Western creature would agree?
Ji Bofu saw the smile on Taoist Zhunti's face and immediately said: "Master, Master, look, he is still smiling there. He just wants to wait until you leave before attacking me."

Taoist Zhunti couldn't take a breath and almost fell down. Once again, the great people witnessed Ji Bofu's shamelessness.

You want to be the prehistoric Zhao Gao, but you are really fooling me by calling a deer a horse.

Huangfu Qinghui tidied up Ji Bofu's messy Taoist robes and said with a faint smile: "Since you feel in danger in the wilderness, why not follow me back to the burial place?"

"Burial place?" Ji Bofu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head like a rattle and said: "Master, don't lie to me. I now know where the burial place is. There are no living people in the burial place at all. , if I go to the burial place, we two will just stare at each other."

Huangfu Qinghui had a smile in his eyes and said lightly: "I won't let you stare. Maybe there will be surprises waiting for you after you go back."

Ji Bofu shook his head and said, "Then I won't go back either. If I get bored to death when I go back, I won't want to be with those Da Luo corpses. It's boring."

"You!" Huangfu Qinghui tapped Ji Bofu's eyebrows with her index finger, and with a single call, she anchored the disappearing Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit to the present world. Various concepts such as Doumu and Golden Spirit were removed by her from the long river of time so as not to harm the long river of time. At that time, the Golden Spirit Virgin Mary was extracted into the present world, and then all was instilled into the Golden Spirit Virgin Mary's body.

In an instant, the Golden Spirit Virgin Mary came back to life. The Golden Spirit Virgin Mary, who was about to go offline, completely stabilized her concept. Although her figure was illusory, she was no longer in danger of her life.

After doing all this, Huangfu Qinghui looked at Taoist Zhunti. Compared with the warmth when she looked at Ji Bofu, her eyes were so indifferent when she looked at Taoist Zhunti. It was extremely indifferent, as if what she was looking at was someone else. A leader-level power is just like a piece of weeds on the roadside.

Taoist Zhunti handed over to Huangfu Qinghui and said: "I believe the burial master can distinguish between right and wrong. I don't want to fight with a child, but since he dares to put himself in the game, it is reasonable for me to take action against him."

"And Pindao hasn't taken action against him yet. Everything he has experienced before is purely his own doing."

At this time, everyone's eyes turned to Huangfu Qinghui. Taoist Zhunti had given up. They wanted to see what Huangfu Qinghui would do, whether to let it go or, as Ji Bofu said, fight. The Taoist priest who died later cut off the remaining four golden lotuses of luck from the Western Sect.

Huangfu Qinghui said indifferently: "Just follow the poor path!"

(End of this chapter)