Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

Su Liu heard this, turned around and asked with a smile: "Does Long'er like it?"

Xiao Long Nu nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice and said with envy, "I like it. It looks much more interesting than the ancient tomb!"

"Haha, since Long'er likes it, I will seize this Quanzhen Sect's territory and use it as the base for our Xuanzhen Temple. What do you say?"

"Great!" After hearing Su Liu's words, Xiaolongnu's eyes lit up instantly and she clapped her hands and giggled.

Li Mochou, who was standing by, was too tired to complain.

"These two people are really one who dares to think and the other one who dares to speak..."

Although she has stayed in the ancient tomb for many years, she is a few years older than Xiaolongnu and knows more about Quanzhen Sect.

As a well-known force in the world's Taoist sect, Quanzhen Sect's strength is at its peak. Although Wang Chongyang, the number one master of the Song Dynasty, is no longer in charge, the nearly 100,000 disciples in the Song Dynasty's Taoist sect still regard it as the leader.

One can imagine how powerful the Quanzhen Sect is.

"Okay, let's stop here!" Su Liu looked at Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu, and chuckled, "Just wait for my news in the ancient tomb. After today, Quanzhen Sect may become a legend."

His tone was quite calm, but it contained an indescribable power.

Xiao Longnu was still young and didn't think there was anything wrong.

But Li Mochou's body trembled, and an indescribable shock emerged in her beautiful eyes.

"Master, do you mean to destroy the Quanzhen Sect?"

"No way..."

There are countless powerful people in the world, but who dares to say that he can destroy a major sect with just one sword?

No matter what the outcome was, this heroic spirit alone was enough to move Li Mochou's heart and fill her beautiful eyes with a gleam of light.

"Disciple wishes Master good luck in martial arts and may he be invincible in battle!"

Su Liu smiled slightly, then turned around and rushed towards the Quanzhen Sect on the top of the mountain.

"wait me back!"

Lin Yu, who was hiding in the dark and had not shown up, looked at the elegant figure in white, bit her lips lightly, and murmured:

"Miss, look carefully, someone is going to seek justice for you today!"

...

Mount Zhongnan is majestic and steep, and it is not easy for ordinary people to climb the mountain.

But for Su Liu, even if it was a dangerous cliff, it was nothing with his lightness skills.

He put his hands behind his back, and every step he took was like riding on clouds and the wind, and he rushed towards the mountain like an arrow shot from a bow.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, he would definitely think that an immortal had descended to earth.

A moment later, Su Liu arrived in front of the gate of Quanzhen Mountain.

In the distance, Lin Yu, who was secretly following Su Liu, was secretly shocked.

"This guy is so bold that he wants to go through the main gate. Is he going to fight his way in?"

Just as she expected, Su Liu wanted to do it in an upright manner, starting from the gate and working his way into Quanzhen.

If you’re going to make a fuss, make it a big one!

As a warrior, why should I hesitate to fight?

Su Liu stopped, held his head high and walked up the mountain step by step.

It was still early morning and a light mist lingered above the mountain top.

Su Liu, dressed in a white robe, walked out of the mist, like a banished celestial being from heaven.

"stop!"

The Taoists of Quanzhen Mountain saw the Taoist in white coming to the gate of Quanzhen Mountain and shouted to stop him:

"Who are you? Please tell me your name!"

Su Liu stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "I am Su Liu, the poor Taoist priest, and I am here to pay my respects to you today."

The Taoist guarding the mountain gate looked suspicious and asked, "You come here to worship the mountain alone?"

The other person laughed out loud. "Hahahaha, you Taoist priest, have you lost your mind? You come to my Quanzhen alone..."

However, before he could finish, he felt a powerful pressure as if from heaven suddenly falling on him.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Instead, there was a continuous sound of plops.

Under the high-level pressure of Grandmaster Su Liu, these insignificant rookies fell to their knees one after another, fiercely suppressed by an invisible force. Not to mention resisting, even breathing became extremely difficult.

"How dare you, a mere ant, be so presumptuous."

Su Liu's lips curled up slightly, he looked past the crowd and continued to walk towards the mountain gate on his own.

The Quanzhen disciples kneeling on the ground could only see a white shadow passing by suddenly, as graceful as a startled swan and as agile as a divine dragon.

Wherever they landed, they left behind a trail of afterimages, heading straight towards Chongyang Palace.

Only after Su Liu's figure disappeared into the distance did this pressure, which was like unfathomable divine power, quietly dissipate.

A group of Quanzhen disciples hurriedly got up from the ground and ran towards the mountain in horror. Waves of terrified shouts echoed between the mountain gates:

"Oh no! Someone is coming to Quanzhen to cause trouble!"

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Chapter 28: Yin Zhiping must die! (Please give me flowers! Please give me votes!)④

Su Liu walked up the stone steps slowly, as if he was strolling in a garden.

At this time, at the end of the stone steps, a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps sounded, and hundreds of Quanzhen disciples swarmed in.

Each of them has a sword on his waist, looking very aggressive.

One of the younger Taoist priests with an extraordinary appearance stepped forward, bowed to Su Liu, and said in a deep voice:

"I wonder why this Taoist friend came to my Quanzhen?"

Su Liu glanced at the Taoist priest, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked calmly: "Who are you?"

A burst of sneers suddenly rang out among the Quanzhen disciples.

"You are also a Taoist, but you can't even recognize Senior Brother Yin!"

"That's right. Senior Brother Yin is the leader of the younger generation of Quanzhen. He is also a top figure on the Hidden Dragon List compiled by Bai Xiaosheng!"

“Except for the seven True Immortals, the one with the highest Quanzhen martial arts skills should be Senior Brother Yin, right?”

Yin Zhiping stood with his sword in hand, his face calm, but his eyes were filled with a bit of pride that could not be concealed. He said calmly:

"My fellow Taoist is very polite. I am Yin Zhiping."

"As the saying goes, all Taoist sects in the world are one family. May I ask why you have come to Quanzhen? Why don't you sit down and talk?"

These words were spoken in a polite and graceful manner, worthy of a Taoist descendant.

When the Quanzhen Taoists saw Yin Zhiping's demeanor, they all looked at him with respect and admiration and flattered him.

"What a demeanor! You are indeed Brother Yin, known as the Little Immortal by the Jianghu people!"

"This is the atmosphere of the orthodox Taoist sect!"

Only Zhao Zhijing on the side turned his head away, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he spat secretly.

"Pretending!"

At this moment, Su Liu raised his sword-like eyebrows, and there seemed to be cold electricity surging in his eyes.

Ever since I heard the name "Yin Zhiping".

An indescribable murderous intent suddenly emerged in his heart.

There is no other reason.

It’s just because what this beast did in the original book was so disgusting.

It's simply the wrath of heaven and the hatred of the people!

When Su Liu read the original novel of The Return of the Condor Heroes in his previous life, he had always been full of resentment towards this guy.

After traveling through time, especially after meeting Xiaolongnu and forming a deep bond with her, Su Liu felt more and more pity and love for this innocent, naive, and inviolable little fairy.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

Today, Yin Zhiping must die!

Su Liu's eyes flashed with coldness, and then he chuckled and said, "Yin Zhiping?"

The latter raised his head subconsciously when he heard Su Liu calling his name.

"What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"

Su Liu didn't waste any words with him. His figure flashed like a wisp of green smoke and he came in front of Yin Zhiping in an instant. He smiled slightly and said softly:

"You deserve to die."

Upon hearing this, Yin Zhiping was shocked and angry, and was about to draw his sword.

"What did you say?"

However, Su Liu didn't even move, he just looked at Yin Zhiping with a smile.

And at the moment when his eyes met Su Liu's, Yin Zhiping's mind suddenly became distracted, and the half-drawn sword fell from his hand. He completely forgot who he was and what he was supposed to do.

All that was left in his mind was a pair of deep eyes, staring blankly there.

What Su Liu used was the soul-transferring technique recorded in the Nine Yin Scriptures.

At this moment, looking at Yin Zhiping who was standing there in a daze, Su Liu's eyebrows were like swords, his expression was cold, and his pair of dark and somewhat weird eyes were vaguely as bright as the stars in the sky, containing endless majesty.

"Reincarnate as soon as possible and remember to be a good person in your next life."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed.

The sharp finger force seemed to turn into a sharp sword, instantly piercing through Yin Zhiping's eyebrows.

The first disciple of Quanzhen Sect and a candidate for the future leader.

Without even being able to utter a last word, he was killed by Su Liu!

Seeing this scene, Mount Zhongnan fell into complete silence. Dozens of Quanzhen Taoists seemed to be petrified, standing there in a daze.

It was not until several breaths passed that everyone was sure that the scene they had just seen was not false.

Yin Zhiping is really dead!

Suddenly, an indescribable chill surged into everyone's heart.

devil!

This man is a devil!

If they disagree with something, they will kill people directly.

Even if it was a demon from a cult, I'm afraid they wouldn't be so cruel!

Looking at Yin Zhiping's corpse lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, Zhao Zhijing's face turned pale with cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He screamed:

"You...what did you do!?"

"You killed Junior Brother Yin!!!"

As he spoke, he was about to draw his sword.

Seeing this, Su Liu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Wulian Tianzun, I will help you get rid of this guy now, and the position of the head of Quanzhen Sect will be yours from now on."

"It would be fine if you didn't thank me, but you're repaying kindness with hatred. Tell me, how can this be justified in the world?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhijing trembled, his face turned blue, then white, and changed several times. Finally, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Devil, don't confuse the people here with your lies!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already drawn his sword and stabbed straight at Su Liu.