Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 129 Master Cangsong: I'm so angry

The Dharma Master took the rhubarb pill, bowed to Tian Buyi and said:
"Thank you, Uncle Tian."

After thanking them, the Dharma Minister fed the rhubarb pill to Fashan, then bowed to the others and said:

"My two uncles, Senior Brother Xiao, Junior Brother Zhang, I will take my leave now."

After saying this, Fashang supported Fashan and left.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Fashang's back and thought to himself that he was worthy of being the strongest of the younger generation in Tianyin Temple.

Whether it is his profound Buddhist cultivation or his character, they are all top-notch.

Moreover, he has strategies and a broad perspective.

After Cangsong watched Fashang and the other man leave, he then turned his gaze to the Blood Soul Sword on the table, his eyes filled with greed.

He could see that this was a magic weapon more powerful than the Dragon-Slaying Sword. If he obtained it, his strength would greatly increase.

Thinking of this, Cangsong Zhenren put one hand behind his back, raised his head and chest, and looked at Tian Buyi with a serious look of being upright and fair. He said:

"I am the law enforcement elder of Qingyun Sect. This Blood Soul Sword has a monstrous evil power. It is best to leave it to me for safekeeping."

"I wonder if Junior Brother Tian would have any objections?"

"Hmph!" Tian Buyi snorted coldly and looked at Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Cangsong and said:

"Old Cangsong, you are the law enforcement elder, so you should keep it first."

"What?" When Master Cangsong heard Zhang Xiaofan call him Old Dog Cangsong, he became furious and wanted to explode on the spot, but he forgot to glance at Tian Buyi and Zhang Xiaofan.

Now, Zhang Xiaofan is also in the Shangqing realm. He and Tian Buyi are already evenly matched. If Zhang Xiaofan is added, he has a great chance of losing.

Moreover, the Blood Soul Sword is the most important.

Therefore, Cangsong Master rarely pursued Zhang Xiaofan's words "Cangsong old dog". He looked down at the blood-colored Blood Soul Sword on the table and was overjoyed.

As long as he has the Blood Soul Sword in his hands this time, he will not hand it over no matter what.

For example, it is not impossible that he fell on the way back to Qingyunmen this time.

Thinking of this, Master Cangsong's eyes were filled with heat, and he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the fire stick.

"what……"

The next moment, the Blood Soul Sword emitted a bright bloody light, and Master Cangsong let out a painful scream, and countless tiny cracks appeared in his palm instantly.

From these countless tiny cracks, strands of blood gathered into a large stream of blood and were swallowed by the Blood Soul Sword.

When Master Cangsong saw that the Blood Soul Sword could actually suck the blood of a master like him who was at the peak of the Shangqing realm, he was not unhappy but extremely excited.

This shows that the power of the Blood Soul Sword is far beyond his imagination.

"Humph! I just don't believe it!"

Master Cangsong snorted, and a green light appeared on the big hand holding the Blood Soul Sword, trying to prevent the Blood Soul Sword from absorbing blood.

However, he discovered that even with his cultivation at the peak of Shangqing, he could not stop the Blood Soul Sword from devouring his blood.

Moreover, the speed at which it devoured the blood was so fast that in just three breaths, it devoured almost one third of the blood in the body.

If it weren't for his profound Taoist skills, he would have fallen to the ground due to excessive blood loss.

If he holds the sword for a few to ten breaths, I'm afraid all his blood will be devoured by the Blood Soul Sword.

Faced with the choice between life and treasure, Master Cangsong chose life without hesitation. He looked at the Blood Soul Sword unwillingly and loosened his hand.

Just as he let go of the big hand, his steps staggered, and his tall body became a little unstable and he almost fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Yicai quickly supported Master Cangsong and said:

"Uncle Cangsong, are you okay?"

Am I okay?
Do I look okay?
What are you asking? Although Master Cangsong thought so, he smiled and said:

"Thank you for your concern, Junior Brother Xiao. I'm fine."

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan opened his hand and the Blood Soul Sword flew into his hand.

Zhang Xiaofan stroked the Blood Soul Sword while looking at Cangsong Zhenren, whose face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and said:

"Old dog Cangsong, it seems you can't control this Blood Soul Sword."

"You... bastard!" Master Cangsong pointed at Zhang Xiaofan and shouted angrily.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Cangsong Zhenren who had lost too much blood, raised his eyebrows, tightly grasped the Blood Soul Sword in his hand, and said provocatively:

"Why, Master Cangsong, do you still want to fight me?"

Master Cangsong felt the loss of blood in his body and felt extremely weak all over, unable to exert any strength.

This was a sign of excessive blood loss. Although his magic power had no effect now, he had no strength due to excessive blood loss.

If we were to fight now, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to display even half of my strength.

And with Tian Buyi next to him, he is definitely going to lose now, with no chance of winning at all.

Ugh!
Master Cangsong sighed, glared at Zhang Xiaofan, and said:
"I am the elder, how can I argue with a junior like you?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked directly at Cangsong with his sharp eyes and said:

"Old Cangsong, you don't have to treat me as your junior. Or, are you afraid?"

Xiao Yicai, who was standing next to him, almost couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhang Xiaofan calling him "old dog".

However, Master Cangsong was still here, trying hard to hold back his laughter.

"Afraid? Would I, Master Cangsong, be afraid?" Cangsong said with his head raised and chest puffed out, with a look of confidence.

However, the next moment he said:

"Hmph, I'm tired today and don't want to bother with you. When I return to Qingyun Sect, then... Hmph!"

Master Cangsong said this and immediately walked towards the door.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Cangsong Zhenren who left in a hurry and said:
"Old dog Cangsong, you're not going to keep the Blood Soul Sword?"

Upon hearing this, Master Cangsong's already weak body shook violently and he fell to the ground.

At the critical moment, he circulated the magic power in his body to stabilize his body, then left with a snort of anger.

Tian Buyi looked at Cangsong Zhenren who left in a rage and couldn't help laughing out loud:
"Ha ha ha ha……"

Tian Buyi smiled, patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder, and said:

"You are really something, this is the first time I see Cangsong so aggrieved and angry."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said nothing.

After Tian Buyi laughed a few times, the smile on his face suddenly stopped. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan worriedly, then came to the window, put his hands behind his back, looked out the window and said:

"Xiao Fan, you have offended Cangsong so badly today. As the law enforcement elder of Qingyun Sect, he was entrusted by the head brother to take charge of all the affairs of Qingyun."

"This time at Liupo Mountain, you actually learned the supreme mental method of Mahavairocana Prajna that is not passed on to outsiders in Tianyin Temple. This has violated the sect's rules. I'm afraid that Master Cangsong will not let you go after you return."

"Haha!" Zhang Xiaofan laughed twice and said:
"Master, do you think that if I don't offend Cangsong today, he will be merciful and let me go after I return to Qingyun Sect?"

When Tian Buyi heard this, he thought about how Cangsong had never gotten along with him, and also with Zhang Xiaofan, so he said:

"will not."

"Pa!" Zhang Xiaofan clapped his hands and said:
"That's right. He won't let me go anyway, so I might as well tease him first."

(End of this chapter)