My Teacher is a Rebirthed Immortal

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Above the barren desert, black trees swayed.

The fat man and the thin man were all horrified. How could they ever see a man's illusion of attainment reaching such a high level.

Although Chu Yi's cultivation practice has not been restored, Shen Nian has to break through immediately and enter the realm of planting Tao.

The key to the use of illusion lies in the mind.

Therefore, these two killers did not have any threats in Chu Yi's eyes.

"I ask you, how big is the dark world, and who are you in the headquarters of the Qin Ling Empire?"

This is a behemoth. It was originally located in the Qinling Empire, but it began to expand fiercely hundreds of years ago. Now it has become a recognized force of the four empires.

Even a few emperors are afraid of three-pointers, less than a last resort, and will not move this force at all.

in silence.

"It's really troublesome, why don't you talk much at this time."

Chu Yi scratched his head, but suddenly, his thoughts moved, he was startled, and he saw that this illusion was torn open. The little old man who was sweeping the floor at the entrance of the college was walking slowly.

Chu Yi turned around, his eyes dignified, but he still smiled and said, "Uncle, how did you come here to sweep the floor?"

"I think it's dirty here, so I came to sweep it." The old man smiled cheerfully.

"You two little guys, let you train more on weekdays, you know to go to the place of fireworks, now it's okay, almost become a firework, burst."

The little old man sighed softly. In a flash, a huge flame raged along the sand and destroyed the black trees.

Open the mouth, swallow the fire, close the mouth, the flame disappears instantly.

Chu Yi's expression was solemn: "It can burn the flames of the illusion, and it is in a liquid state. If I guess it is good, it should be the very south of the Tianchen mainland. The phantom fire in the volcano."

"Teacher Chu is really good, no wonder he can become a teacher."

"I can't talk about my knowledge, but I didn't expect that our benevolence college would sweep the floor, and it turned out to be the king of the dark world, which really aggrieved you." Chu Yi surprised.

"Second praise, the old man is just an old man. In a few hundred years, it is a piece of yellow earth, not the king of the dark world, but just promised a friend that time to help him take care of the dark world for a while and find one for him. The right host," the old man said unhurriedly.

"That uncle, are you going to kill me? I'm a good person." Chu Yi said cheeky.

The little old man said: "I have reminded Teacher Chu. If you don't take this path, then everything will be safe. Unfortunately, you just took this path."

"Besides, in this world, there are so many good people dying every day, one or two more.

"It's all life."

"Adult, please trouble you." The fat and thin men stood carefully behind the little old man, a little ashamed. This was the first time they had missed for so many years.

The old man didn't speak anymore. The broom in his hand swept gently, and in an instant, the broom disintegrated layer by layer, exposing the bamboo sword inside.

The bamboo sword, which is green all over the body, is seamless, looks very soft, and has no intention of killing.

"I respect you, so I use a sword." said the little old man.

At the moment, Chu Yi's pupil shrank suddenly.

If he remembered correctly, this long sword was created by himself and given to a sweeping doorman in Nanyang Lizong.

The doorman was destined to him, so he took care of it a little bit.

Before, Chu Yi had a vague guess. By now, he was completely sure that the old man in front of him was the doorman who was sweeping the floor.

"Thousands of years have passed, and the doormen who were sweeping the floor were old."

Chu Yi sighed in his heart, but his face remained the same, his heart was firm, and there was a little smile in the corner of his mouth.

"In this way, you are the disciple of Nanyang Lizong who shot before when the beast attacked the city."

"Uncle, your identity is really multiple."

"That's what it is." The little old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a murderous look on his body. "Mr. Chu, it seems that you are also sent from the imperial city, and I want to find the trouble of my old man."

"I was a bit guilty about killing you, but now, I don't have much regret."

"Since you know that I am a disciple of Nanyang Lizong, then you can't let you leave alive."

Chu Yi laughed and said nothing.

He can finally know some specific things that happened that year.

The old man's momentum did not erupt, his bamboo sword was a little, and he was still standing in the same place, but the tip of the sword appeared in front of Chu Yi.

"Sword, come out!"

Chu Yi attracted Tian Leijian's mother sword to block, and the whole person drifted back.

In the process, his arms swelled with a sword, like a ripple, coming out of the trend.

嗤嗤嗤!

Where the ripples passed, the black trees here fell one by one, the cuts were neat, and there was no roughness.

"Kendo?! Do you know Kendo?"

"Awesome!"

The little old man didn't use Xiuwei to face Chu Yi's attack, and his bamboo sword twitched everything into nothing.

"Three thousand kendos, where do you go?" Chu Yi stood across the sky.

"The old man only walks inaction." The little old man said with a smile.

"Teacher Chu, I don't know which one you are taking." There are 10,000 ways in the world, and there are 3,000 more ways in Kendo.

Each person's personality, cultivation method, and living environment are different, which results in different kendo styles.

"I walked three thousand ways." Chu Yi smiled.

"Crazy!" the old man smiled and scolded.

"That's another, I am Kendo."

The little old man's eyes sank and shook his head: "More arrogant, how big is the fairyland, there is only one person, dare to let three thousand kendos add to his body, and only one person, he opens the path of kendo at the forefront, he is kendo !"

"That person certainly cannot compare with me, must be a fool. No one in the world knows kendo better than me." Chu Yitian said shamelessly.

"Nonsense, Kendo is not yours!"

"I am Kendo, and Kendo naturally belongs to my family. One day, this matter will be recognized by everyone." Chu Yi looked up.

The old man's face was flushed: "Fart, what are you, when your grandfather's grandfather was not born when the one who existed in the fairy world?"

"Since you say that someone has already achieved Kendo, who is that person, what is the name, I will challenge him!" Chu Yi provoked.

The little old man froze.

He stiffened for a long time, and finally turned into a bitter smile.

"You are a teacher, I can't tell you, but my sword can kill you and shut you up!"

He once again produced a sword, this sword, let the void generate electricity, a lot of thunder entangled, almost to lift this illusion.

"Since you're walking in Kendo, I don't use the cultivation method for the old man, just kill you with Kendo, it is also respectful of you."

"Sky Thunder Sword Array, the first type, Lei Lai!"

Bai Lei flashed across the field, striking lightly, but seemed to penetrate the world.

"Hey..." It was just suddenly, a sigh rang from the little old man's side.

A long sword appeared.

"I told you that you were injured in the third place of your armpit in your childhood, and there is a shadow about it. Every time you fight, you will deliberately use your body and sword to strengthen that place, but in this way, It becomes a weakness."

"The Thunder Sword array's body protection should be balanced, otherwise it will be easily broken by the enemy's weakness."

Chu Yi was a little bit outstretched, and the long sword tapped lightly on the opponent's armpit three points.

Click.

The body of the old man's body was broken by a sword.

He stepped back three steps without any injuries. A congenital attack could not hurt the peak of the planting path.

However, at this moment, the little old man trembles, and even the appearance of being extremely calm has collapsed.

Chu Yi put away Tian Lei Jian and sighed slightly: "Little door boy, how has the thousand years gone?"

The fat man and the thin man were on the side, their eyes widened, and a young man dared to call his boss a little doorman.

They came from anger, but had not yet started, but heard a binge.

"Stop it, don't be rude!"

His tears whirled, almost thinking it was an illusion.

Except for the adult, who knows his weakness?

In the frightened eyes of the two, the little old man kneeled tremblingly on the ground, his voice hoarse.

"Disciple Li Qiu, see Elder Chu."