God rewards those who work hard: Awakening Daily Practice Settlement

Chapter 34 Xuanshan Gate Sword Cultivator is here

Ling Suzong's murderous intent had never been concealed since his practice was interrupted.

The masked man shook his shoulders, and the black light flew from his sleeves. He showed no sign of fear. In an instant, the two of them were fighting each other, fighting fiercely.

Thirteen breaths later, Ling Suzong gasped slightly and retreated to one side, staring away in embarrassment.

The masked man narrowed his eyes but chuckled: "Boy, your swordsmanship is not weak, but unfortunately the fire is still a bit behind. I would like to remind you that you can't protect this guy, and you can't even think of using Xuanshan Gate to suppress me. If I I’m afraid of Xuanshan Gate, so I won’t come tonight.”

"You are just practicing Qi, but you are worthy of shouting at my Xuanshanmen!"

Ling Suzong shouted coldly.

Suddenly the flying sword was thrown.

He quickly formed a sword technique with both hands.

Suddenly the raindrops outside the window seemed to be pulled...

a drop.

Ten drops.

One hundred drops.

It quickly wrapped around the sword.

Kill without warning.

The masked man suddenly looked solemn, slapped his belt, and blood-red beans the size of a fist flew out.

With a "bang" sound, he transformed into a strong man in bright red armor out of thin air.

Complete the action of raising your hands and clasping your hands together in an instant!

"Boy, try the power of my red talisman!" The masked man sneered, and quickly changed the seals with his hands, trying to break the long sword.

"burst!"

Ling Suzong had no expression on his face, and with a soft drink in his mouth, it exploded.

The water sword cracked and exploded.

The sword energy in the sky shattered the arms of the man in red talisman.

The masked man looked shocked and angry: "Looking for death, you actually broke my armor!"

Swinging sleeves.

A jet of black light shot out, blasting into the sky with sword energy.

Ling Suzong grabbed the sword, his flowing gown and deep clothes were flying in the wind. He swung the sword and slashed, and the collapsed water sword condensed again.

The masked man shouted and rushed away as well.

The rumbling sound lasted for a long time.

It doesn’t take fifteen breaths.

Ling Suzong's face was a little pale and he was breathing heavily. He knew the meaning of his sword best.

The water mist scattered by the wind and rain blurred the long corridor, and the broken body of the man in red rune armor fell to the ground, shaking continuously.

He pondered the opponent's methods and looked solemn.

It's mostly a heresy.

It was just this method of manipulating the red-talisman that made him dare not take it lightly.

The masked man opposite had half of his mask broken, revealing his ferocious face after being injured by the fire. Although he was injured in front of him, his voice was still hoarse and overbearing, with a bit more confidence in controlling the situation: "You are conceited and you still have How much strength do you have to fight me? Young people, you people from the Immortal Sect always think of yourself as superior to others, I look down on you the most! Who!"

His expression suddenly changed.

"Xuanshan Sect Sword Cultivator is here!"

Suddenly, a loud shout fell from the sky, taking the lead.

The masked man was horrified.

I didn't realize there was anyone above me at all!
Who would have thought that people from the Immortal Sect would lower themselves and do such a thing!
Raise your hand.

Preparing to activate the magic weapon.

Suddenly a cloud of lime powder was sprinkled.

"court death!"

The masked man took action with anger, and the strong wind rushed towards him.

The lime powder was directly trapped and dispersed.

But Ling Suzong seized the opportunity, rushed forward, and stabbed the masked man in the back with a long stream of sword energy like a galaxy.

Defeated by the enemy before and after, the experienced warrior became angry and swatted away the enemy with both hands.

Subconsciously, Ling Suzong was still the focus.

But no one expected that an extremely fast light would flash out from Pei Daoye.

"Pfft" sound.

The veteran warrior's head felt like a watermelon exploding. The headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Ling Suzong stood in a pool of blood and looked around in shock.

He didn't expect that at the critical moment, it would be this junior brother with low strength who would kill the opponent with one sword.

The sword strike just now... actually lingered in his mind.

Although it wasn't enough to shock him into the heavenly realm, the sword energy that the other party displayed actually had an unknowingly powerful meaning.

"Junior brother, what do you call him?"

After a pause, Ling Suzong looked seriously.

"Pei Daoye."

After saying that, Pei Daoye sheathed the dagger with a cheerful "clang" sound.

……

Sorted out a bit.

The escorts of the Long'an caravan began to investigate the situation. More than ten people came out, but now only four or five are left.

The confusion on everyone's face is the afterglow of being illuminated by sadness.

As Ling Suzong said, he only cares about the goods, and how many people die has nothing to do with him.

Naturally, the bodyguards did not dare to complain, not to mention that if it had not been for the two immortal masters from the Xuanshan Sect, everyone would have died long ago.

……

inside the room.

Ling Suzong rarely took the initiative to speak: "Junior brother is practicing "Taiyi Sword Jue"?"

Pei Daoye said in surprise: "Senior Brother can actually see it. No wonder Senior Brother Ma said that Senior Brother's swordsmanship is superb."

Ling Suzong's face softened a lot: "I have practiced "Taiyi Sword Jue" for a period of time, but I didn't expect that my junior brother's swordsmanship has already become somewhat mature at such a young age."

"Senior Brother Ling is very complimentary. I know very well how much my swordsmanship weighs. If it was really strong, I would not hide in secret and look for opportunities. I would have rushed out with senior brother to kill the old thief..."

After saying that, Pei Daoye said calmly and quickly: "Senior brother, don't be surprised. I saw him in the mountains with his sharp and elegant swordsmanship and advanced cultivation. I was worried about dragging him down, so I showed up behind him."

Ling Suzong shook his head slightly, indicating that it was okay: "Junior brother is brave and careful, and knows how to adapt to local conditions. This is a talent. But is junior brother also a disciple of my Yunzhu Peak? I think you are unfamiliar."

He suddenly thought of Pei Daoye's voice when he appeared... "Xuanshan Sect Sword Cultivator is here."

Pei Daoye clasped his fists, his cheeks slightly red, but he said seriously: "Brother, I come from Jinyuan Peak."

Ling Suzong was startled.

Nodding thoughtfully, he said: "It cannot be said that Jinyuan Peak takes the best from hundreds of schools. If junior brother is willing, I can come forward and let you come to Yunzhu Peak. With your swordsmanship talent, you can shine in time."

"Thank you for your kindness, senior brother. It's just that junior brother has something to hide." Pei Daoye laughed dryly and kept pointing. He couldn't say that he came to Jinyuan Peak because he wanted to gain benefits.

Ling Suzong nodded and did not continue the topic.

Pei Daoye took advantage of the situation and asked: "The robbery cultivator who just made a move is very capable of controlling it with one hand. Does senior brother know his details?"

"I have used the transmission talisman to inform the disciples. I guess he may be from the Southern Region. The monks there love to follow other ways." Ling Suzong shook his head and said nothing more.

Then he took out the storage bag found on the other party.

Some bottles and cans emit an unpleasant smell.

"These are poisonous miasma pills, commonly used by mortals." Ling Suzong explained aloud, but did not take a fancy to them.

There is very little inside the storage bag.

Apart from the Du Mi Wan, there are only about twenty spiritual stones, most of which are letters.

Speaking of the good things that the experienced Qi warrior left behind, I'm afraid the only thing left was that magic weapon.

An awl emitting black light is only the size of a palm.

"This magic weapon needs to be controlled by cultivating spiritual consciousness. He was very cautious and did not leave any control skills. However, if this low-grade magic weapon is sold to the sect, he can get some merit in exchange for it. What do you think?"

This was the first time that Pei Daoye almost got a magical weapon of his own.

But he also understood that if he wanted it, Ling Suzong would definitely agree, but he would never give it to him for no reason.

Their friendship has not reached this level yet.

If he really wants this magic weapon, he must have to pay something. It can only be spiritual stones or meritorious deeds, but it cannot be his body.

But it's useless to ask for it... Without the weapon-controlling technique, it's useless for him to ask for it.

Then he took advantage of the situation and said, "It all depends on senior brother."

"I don't want the spirit stone anymore. How about sharing the merits of the magic weapon exchange equally?" Ling Suzong looked at it.

No more spiritual stones?
Pei Daoye quickly said seriously: "Senior brother! How can this be done!"

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