"No need to fight, everyone has to stay."
At this time, there was an explosion in the void. Xiang Hua and the other monks turned pale when they heard the familiar and violent voice. It was the thin-faced man who originally went to Mingshan City, but at this time he returned to the state again. With the strength of Xiang Hua and his group of monks, they couldn't resist the three true immortals of the man named Xue. At this time, the other party came to help again. Let alone compete with the other party, there was no possibility of even escaping.
The thin-faced young man was still thousands of miles away, and the frightening black-colored long sword was coming straight towards Xiang Hua.
Xiang Hua has practiced so far, even if his mind has been as strong as iron, it can only turn into a long sigh at this time. His strength is not as good as that of others. Even if he has all kinds of clever tricks in the situation in front of him, he can't beat the opponent's sword.
However, when the long sword of black light struck, the aura of extinction on the long sword disappeared into nothingness together with the long sword.
Xiang Hua's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt an extremely familiar aura appear out of thin air. Let his attention be drawn to it.
"Demon Suppression Tower!" When Xiang Hua saw this extremely familiar Demon Suppression Tower, he felt a rush of hot blood in his body. At the beginning, even the Yinzhu Buddhist Sect in the spiritual world did not have enough silver-leaf Buddha trees. In the vast spiritual world, only the master and he have a complete set of demon-suppressing towers.
Xiang Hua didn't know where the master got it from, Lu Xiaotian never said it, and Xiang Hua wouldn't take the initiative to ask. But he knew that Lu Xiaotian had already passed on the complete inheritance of Maha Buddhism to him. Even in the fairy world, it was still the top inheritance. It can be cultivated to a higher level than the Golden Immortal, and Lu Xiaotian did not hide any secrets in the Demon Suppressing Tower he refined. He has practiced the Demon Suppressing Tower technique for many years, and he is very familiar with this thing and can clearly feel it. Lu Xiaotian and the Demon Suppressing Tower in his hands are exactly the same. Apart from the length of refining time and the difference in cultivation between the two parties, there is almost no difference.
Xiang Hua doesn't know how Lu Xiaotian did it, but for him, knowing this is enough. Although he and Lu Xiaotian have been separated for many years, from the beginning to the end, the master has always been the person he admires the most, no one else. No one can pull him from an extremely ordinary monk in Xiang State to the spiritual world.
Xiang Hua has never seen anyone who can play two interfaces like his master Lu Xiaotian. Even when faced with the behemoth Yinzhu Buddha Sect and the original Yuanshi Sword Demon, they still made it all the way.
Xiang Hua also thought that one day after reaching a certain level of cultivation, he would be able to help his master. I didn't expect that after arriving in the fairy world, I would meet the master in this way. But the same thing as before is that the master's cultivation is still unfathomable. It was hard for him to keep up with him.
The immortal light on the demon-suppressing tower was directly absorbed into the demon-suppressing tower by the thin-faced man, the monk surnamed Xue and other true immortals, all the immortal weapons present, and the group of monks. The speed was so fast that Xiang Hua didn't even react. At this time, a projection in the void took the opportunity to strike at the Demon Suppression Tower, and then quickly disappeared into the airspace.
And Lu Xiaotian himself has never left the giant boat he was on.
After a while, the Demon Suppression Tower shrank to the size of a particle of dust and was taken back by Lu Xiaotian himself.
Fan Xianzhou glanced at Lu Xiaotian, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Lu Xiaotian had taken back an immortal weapon. But he didn't know what Lu Xiaotian's specific use was. He originally thought that Lu Xiaotian's spiritual consciousness was about the same as his but slightly inferior. Who knew that the other party had used some tricks under his nose, but he didn't notice it at all.
Fan Xianzhou naturally couldn't spy on Lu Xiaotian's methods. Lu Xiaotian used Zhao Kongjing's projection to reach the location of Xiang Hua and other monks. The projection carries the Demon Suppression Tower. Although projection across long distances, or the last time you projected to the demon world to accidentally see Luo Qing, is extremely risky, and success depends entirely on luck, there is almost no risk in this kind of close-range projection, and taking care of a few true immortals is still possible. There are some immortals who haven't even set up formations, so it naturally doesn't take much effort for Lu Xiaotian at this time.
At this time, the Demon Suppressing Tower returned and Fan Xianzhou noticed that Lu Xiaotian didn't think anything was wrong. He couldn't just ignore Xiang Hua in danger. In fact, after the giant boat Xiang Hua and his party passed through the area, it was beyond the reach of Fan Xianzhou's spiritual consciousness. What Lu Xiaotian is afraid of is not that Fan Xianzhou detects any abnormality, but that if he is unlucky, he encounters a golden immortal-level existence from Yuxuan Heavenly Court.
After all, even if Fan Xianzhou discovered something was wrong, he did not see what Lu Xiaotian did with his own eyes, and he had no way of guessing that Lu Xiaotian could take so many people into the Demon Suppressing Tower and take the Demon Suppressing Tower into his body. Even the magical power of space is a bit too weird. Even the Golden Immortal may not have this ability.
"Master." At this time, in the Qingguo barrier, Xiang Hua looked at Lu Xiaotian who appeared in front of him with excitement.
"Why did you come to Yuxuan Heavenly Court after you ascended to the Immortal Realm? Your luck is quite bad." Lu Xiaotian said.
"Disciple doesn't want to do this, but the location after ascension is not something that disciple can choose." After hearing Lu Xiaotian's words, Xiang Hua couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Qingcheng has also gathered with me, but she is practicing in seclusion now, so it is not suitable to get together. If there is no other place to go for the time being, just stay here with me now. There are many true immortals, Xuanxian-level powerhouses here, and even some Heavenly Immortal, Golden Immortal level existence, as long as you are willing, it is enough for you to cultivate to a certain level." Lu Xiaotian said.
"Now, I have to bother the master to take the disciple out of Yuxuan Heavenly Court, to Honghao, Nandan Heavenly Court, or to areas other than several major heavenly courts. The Buddhist sect in the immortal world has withered to such an extent. The disciple wants to become the Buddhist sect. Do something." Xiang Hua knelt on the ground and bowed to Lu Xiaotian. "I hope the master can fulfill my wish."
"That's all, it's up to you if you have this intention. But after this gust of wind, I have to go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace. It takes a long time to go back and forth. Your cultivation is really weak now. First, Let’s talk about it after you stay with me for a while and raise your strength to a certain level.”
Lu Xiaotian nodded, he could be considered to have obtained the complete inheritance left by Shi Xingkong and cultivated to the point where he is today. He is also a direct beneficiary of this inheritance, but Lu Xiaotian asked himself that it was impossible for him to cut off his hair and become a monk. Since Xiang Hua has this will, it is not bad to let Xiang Hua complete it. Let him settle the cause and effect with Maha Buddhism.
"Thank you, Master!" Xiang Hua kowtowed again. Lu Xiaotian had always taught him the way of cultivation. Although he didn't give much guidance in the process, it was extremely crucial every time. Moreover, Lu Xiaotian never asked him to do anything. In the past, when we were in the spirit world, some old monsters would recruit disciples who were either close relatives or had some purpose.
