"Jiang Daowen, have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?"
Mu Nan pretended to be mysterious and said.
Jiang Daowen didn't even raise his head, and was completely unmoved. He said mockingly:
"Cai Yongde is like a fool, and you are also like a fool. Has your brain been damaged by cultivation? Or are you used to being aloof and ignoring everything? I'm afraid you haven't figured out your situation yet. Feel your own cultivation first!"
Mu Nan shrugged disapprovingly: "The spiritual power has been suppressed, and now I am in the early stage of pill formation, just like you."
Jiang Daowen's hand inserted into his left eye suddenly opened, and a red light shot out from his palm.
Mu Nan held up the measuring ruler and blocked it.
The legs slid across the ground, revealing a patch of snow-white.
"I used this red light spell just to tell you." Jiang Daowen smiled slightly sinisterly: "I am not affected by the formation."
"Isn't it just that you can use magic, but I can't use magic?"
Mu Nan sneered: "But I have spiritual power!"
Jiang Daowen's right eye froze.
He didn't know what Mu Nan meant when he said this. With a wave of his right hand, a white-haired wind visible to the naked eye rose up in the entire Juyuan Temple.
It swept across a radius of fifty miles, and then quickly took it back.
"I thought you had something to rely on! You Tianxianjian disciples really lack a sense of awe."
Mu Nan fiddled with the storage ring nonchalantly and waved the measuring ruler:
"Fellow Daoist Jiang has a deep prejudice against the disciples of Xuntianjian."
Jiang Daowen's mouth crooked, revealing six yellow teeth, and his right eye showed such disdain that the commander-in-chief might want to slap him when he came:
"Hmph, using the rules of heaven as a guise to deceive the world and steal your reputation is abominable!"
Mu Nan seemed to have some realization and maliciously guessed:
"Someone in the Tianxian Prison killed your father and took your wife! The hatred of killing your father and taking your wife is quite abominable."
"You..." Jiang Daowen became angry and was suppressed by him again:
"Don't think about irritating me. How many years of practice can you do to me with your little skills? When your cultivation reaches the Qi refining stage, I will let you slowly understand it in your long and endless life. The joy in it.”
"I would like to know……"
"You don't want to know!" Jiang Daowen suddenly interrupted Mu Nan: "A minor cultivator in the foundation building period is not worthy of speaking!"
"That's what it looks like!"
Mu Nan seemed to be nodding in agreement: "It seems that I can only ask my senior brother and sister to help me ask."
"It's useless for anyone to come!" Jiang Daowen then explained: "Once the Witch's Forbidden Dao Jue is activated, it will have the effect of isolating the breath! In other words, your ambush backhand has no idea what is happening in the temple."
"Hey!" Mu Nan's lament seemed to be full of intentional meaning: "Sometimes being too confident is called arrogance! Senior brothers and sisters, please come out!"
A trace of spiritual power seeped from Mu Nan's fingertips into the talisman given by Taoist Tantai.
Corpse Jiu was even a level higher than Mu Nan. He was not willing to use it even when he was in danger. But now it was good, he used Talisman Seal just for a pill-forming stage.
There is no way, now I have all my spiritual power, but I can't use any Taoist methods.
What made him even more helpless was that Jiang Daowen kept talking about the train.
He kept saying that his cultivation level would be reduced to that of a mortal within an hour.
But judging from the suppressed spiritual power in his body, he would no longer be able to summon a trace of spiritual power with at most one stick of incense.
He doesn't have Zuo Qianhu's ability to rival gods with a mortal body.
Following the talisman's purple light flashed.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
A figure descended out of thin air.
A house was smashed and it fell on Jiang Daowen.
"Whoever dares to hurt my junior brother must die!"
The person who came was carrying a pair of powerful dragon maces on his shoulders. He was tall and mighty, with angry eyes and a voice like thunder.
If it wasn’t the first statue of God in Jiuzhuang Temple, who else could it be?
"Oh? Why does it smell like witchcraft? Little witch, come out!"
Mu Nan really didn't expect that this senior brother would have such a bad temper, not to mention anything else, just that look in his eyes.
Three feet of flames had already burst out.
He was looking around recklessly.
It seems that it takes a few human heads to be digested.
"Senior brother, at your feet..."
Mu Nan was shocked, pointed at his feet, and reminded him in a low voice.
"Oh?" The visitor was puzzled and looked down: "Why did you step on an ant?"
Then he jumped aside in disgust and wiped the blood on his feet on the ground.
Look at Jiang Daowen again.
He was directly stepped on by a figure that fell from the sky, and his internal organs were all squeezed into a ball.
The witchcraft power instantly collapsed.
The arm stuck in his left eye spurted out like milk that had been stepped on.
Sitting on the ground struggling fearlessly.
"Mu Nan has met senior brother!"
Mu Nan calmed down and quickly bowed his hands.
"Oh, my name is Lou Sanfeng!" Lou Sanfeng, whose body looks like an iron tower, took a few steps towards Mu Nan, almost covering half of the sky:
"Ninth Junior Brother, where is the opponent? Just watch from the side and let Eighth Senior Brother smash his soul and tear his skin into pieces!"
"ah!"
Mu Nan was stunned for a few breaths.
Master Tantai is really not up to the task of being a master.
He stayed in Jiuzhuang Temple for several months and didn't even know the names of his senior brothers and sisters.
Through this first meeting, he still wanted to communicate with his senior brothers and sisters.
But without saying a few words, or even telling their names, all the brothers and sisters were "sent back" by Tan Tai Zhensheng.
If he hadn't used the talisman this time, how would he have known the name of the third floor of the building.
I didn't even know he was the eighth senior brother.
"That...the one who was crushed by Eighth Senior Brother is..."
"What?" He walked up to Jiang Daowen on the third floor and picked up his legs in the air with his big hands:
"Junior Brother Ninth! Is this all?"
After that, he swung it again and again in the air.
Like noodles.
Mu Nan wanted to laugh, but could not hold it back, and murmured with a blushing face:
"Eighth Senior Brother doesn't know something. This guy used the Forbidden Dao of Witchcraft to directly seal my Taoist skills, and also caused the loss of my cultivation..."
"Cut!" The third floor of the building gently poked Jiang Daowen's back with his dragon mace to confirm that he was still alive, then threw it on the ground like a bald chicken, and then said:
"It doesn't count this time!"
Mu Nan didn't understand why and asked doubtfully: "Eighth Senior Brother, what can't be counted?"
"This time you come out can't be counted as a once!"
The faces on the third floor were filled with regret: "I'm here to smash the Heavenly Spirit Cap of the Great Tribulation Transcender, not to stomp on rotten fish and shrimps!"
Just this sentence.
Mu Nan felt that it was really worth it to become a disciple at Jiuzhuang Temple!
The Eighth Senior Brother, the eighth in the ranking, is always ready to smash the Heavenly Spirit Cap, which has the power to transcend tribulations.
The senior brothers and sisters in front of me are not allowed to drag the general flag to grow his beard and slap him in the face?
"Eighth Senior Brother is the most powerful person I have ever seen!"
If we don’t seize the time to get close now, when will we wait?
"That's right! Master said I'm an idiot!" The third floor pursed his lips:
"That's because he didn't see the advantages of my strength cultivation at all! Just like now, at the same level, there is no need to use a trace of spiritual power at all. With just one mace, he can kill the ant's head... Eh? Where is the ant?"
On the third floor of the building, I watched Jiang Daowen struggling to his death, crawling three feet hard.
He stretched out his hand to pull it to its original position and continued: "Junior Brother Ninth, do you want to learn power cultivation from me?"
"Eighth Senior Brother, I am prepared for this."
Mu Nan said confidently: "But I am afraid that my qualifications are not as high as those of my senior fellow students, and I will learn something that is neither fish nor fowl."
The third floor man was not a fool at all. He immediately caught the key point in Mu Nan’s words:
"That's right, senior brother, I'm afraid you have to have this qualification... you have to have..."
"As high as the third or fourth floor!" Mu Nan nodded with certainty: "Even higher!"
"What Ninth Junior Brother said is true!"
The third floor was extremely satisfied with his description.
He took out a tattered ancient book from somewhere and stuffed it into his hand:
"The first volume of Binding Dragon Break! When junior brother has finished learning, I will give you the next volume."
Mu Nan regarded it as a treasure, took the Dragon Binding Po with thanks, and put it into the storage ring:
"After I resolve this matter, I must study it carefully."
The person on the third floor was extremely pleased and said: "Junior Junior Brother Ninth, bring the talisman and seal over here!"
Mu Nan didn't know what he wanted the talisman to do, so he handed it over.
On the third floor of the building, a ray of essence and blood shot into the talisman seal. He muttered something in his mouth, and the purple light of the talisman seal flashed.
The third floor man nodded with satisfaction: "It doesn't count this time!"
Happiness comes too suddenly.
After solving Jiang Daowen, the ancient tomb wizard with weird witchcraft, he also got a chance to summon his brothers and sisters to take action.
Wouldn't this loophole be used in the future...
Goons!
Free beater!
