As Li Xiuyuan shouted out his master, the villagers of Dalu Town and Wang Batian saw the most unforgettable scene in their lives.
Including the dozen or so evil slaves of the Wang family who came from outside the inn when they came to their senses!
"Look, mother, that's the phoenix bird painted in the school booklet!"
"Honey, come and see Phoenix!"
"Oh my god, I actually saw a phoenix!"
Amidst the exclamations of the villagers, in front of the Tutu Temple, behind Li Xiuyuan, a golden phoenix flapped its wings and appeared in front of everyone.
Fenghuang looked coldly at Wang Batian, who was stunned with fright, and scornfully uttered two words: "Seek death!"
Just before everyone came to their senses, a golden light flashed, and the tranquility of the past returned to the front of the Earth Temple.
quiet! So quiet you can hear a pin drop!
quiet! It was so quiet that even Wang Batian was speechless.
"My good disciple, hurry up and get down to business, it's getting late!" The old Taoist priest's voice came from a distance.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the stunned Wang Batian and asked softly: "I don't have to cut open his stomach. Tell me how Wang Dalu died!"
When Li Xiuyuan said these words, it was like a divine intervention, and his delusional eyes made Wang Batian suddenly lose his mind. Watching him say Wei Ju in a daze, the villagers of Dalu Town came up with unexpected words.
"I asked him to give me the spiritual field, but he refused... So I paid the bandits from Black Wind Mountain to take advantage of him while he was out..."
"This is all his fault. All the spiritual fields in Dalu Town will belong to my Wang family..."
After saying these words, Wang Batian regained his consciousness instantly. He became so angry that he shouted: "Why are you standing still? Come with me, kill this kid, and save your young master!"
"Kill this boy and save the young master!"
"Brothers. Fight him!"
Suddenly, more than twenty men in black with swords rushed up from the crowd watching the excitement, and waved the swords in their hands to Li Xiuyuan!
Wang Batian, who was in the realm of Nascent Soul, was even more furious. He shook the long sword in his hand and slashed at Li Xiuyuan who was less than five feet away from him!
"We're going to kill someone! Everyone, run away!"
"The toubob king is going to kill someone, everyone go home quickly!"
"Mom, wait for me!"
There were cries outside the Tutu Temple, and even the old Taoist priest on the carriage frowned!
Wang Batian looked at Li Xiuyuan and shouted two words: "Ant!"
Li Xiuyuan, who was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, also replied with two words: "Why bother!"
Just hearing a buzzing sound, dozens of golden rays rose up in front of the Earth Temple, turning into sharp swords to slay demons. In just a split second, they killed the evil slaves of the Wang family who rushed towards the temple!
Wang Batian, who was descending the mountain in the form of a tiger with a long sword in his hand, saw a black and white light passing by, and then felt a chill on his neck!
Some of the villagers who had not yet run away saw a bloody arrow shooting into the sky in front of the Tutu Temple. Wang Batian, a six-foot-tall man holding a sword in one hand, fell heavily into the big pit in front of the Tutu Temple, covering his neck.
There was a loud rumble, and thunder fell from the sky, hitting Li Xiuyuan in front of him.
I saw a cloud of soil rising from the sky, and in just a moment, the big devil of Dalu Town was buried in front of the Earth Temple.
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and slashed the kitchen knife into the stream, and said coldly: "If you kill someone, you deserve to die!"
After speaking, he slapped Wang Xiaolong's dantian with his palm.
There was a sound like an egg falling on the stone slab, and Wang Xiaolong, who was tied to the stone tablet by Li Xiuyuan, roared: "Dad! This guy has ruined the child's cultivation!"
Once out of trouble, Wang Xiaolong looked at the corpses on the ground and howled: "You are a devil. You actually killed my father and ruined my cultivation?"
Wang Xiaolong, who had already cultivated to the golden elixir realm, just took a breath and found that his dantian was like a leaky sieve, and there was no trace of true energy left.
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With his golden elixir broken, he became a useless person from then on!
"If I don't kill you, the villagers of Dapao Town will come to settle the score with you!"
Li Xiuyuan said coldly and walked towards the carriage on the roadside of Tutu Temple. The old Taoist priest in the car looked at him and asked in disbelief: "You let him go?"
"He is already a mortal now. If the villagers of Dalu Town are willing to let him go."
After Li Xiuyuan said this, he got on the carriage. The old Taoist priest flicked his whip, and the horse immediately started running happily.
The villagers who had not yet run far looked at the horse-drawn carriage gradually going away, wondering what to say.
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Just as the carriage drove out of the village, Wang Xiaohu pointed to a large spiritual field on the roadside and said, "Brother, that spiritual field belongs to Xiaohu's family."
Li Xiuyuan turned his head and looked at the deserted spiritual field, sighed softly and said: "Master!"
The old Taoist priest looked at him and sighed, and said leisurely: "Does it have to be like that?"
Li Xiuyuan said coldly: "When evil happens, even the onlookers are evil people!"
"Okay, as you wish!"
The old Taoist priest sighed and waved his sleeves gently, and saw a gust of wind, followed by the shaking of the mountains and the ground.
I saw a stone mountain rising from the spiritual field that Wang Xiaohu pointed to. In just an instant, dozens of acres of spiritual field turned into a stone mountain without any grass.
The stone mountain gradually climbs up to a height of a hundred feet, surrounded by cliffs.
Touching Wang Hu's head with one hand, Li Xiuyuan said calmly: "It's okay if you don't want such a spiritual field!"
Noila Mo looked at the flat rocky mountains and finally understood that her mother and son had met the legendary living gods.
Holding his son in his arms, he murmured: "When your father died, no one stood up to speak for us."
Wang Xiaohu bit his lip, looked at Li Xiuyuan clenching his fists, holding back the tears that were about to fall, and said: "Brother, do a good job, this spiritual field will not be left to bad people!"
In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, the villagers in Dalu Town who were watching coldly were no different from the evil Wang family father and son.
If there is one, it would be that the Wang family and his son killed with knives, while the villagers used their eyes!
The old Taoist priest handed the reins to Li Xiuyuan and said calmly: "It's your turn to drive the carriage. Don't be anxious today. Let the horse run slower. Go to the town ahead and buy another carriage..."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the old Taoist priest and said softly: "Thank you, Master!"
The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "No thanks, remember to pick some spiritual fruits along the way and make wine for me when you get to the field!"
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The moon has passed the zenith, and the moon in the clouds has already reached its last quarter.
Inside the inn, Li Xiuyuan had a dream, and was kicked high into the sky by an old Taoist priest.
Listening to the whistling wind, the confused Li Xiuyuan had the illusion that the next moment he could reach out and pick off the crescent moon in the sky.
He felt a crescent moon shining quietly on him, and at this moment he turned into the moon.
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan was like a phoenix flying in the sky with its wings spread out, giving a feeling of covering the sky and closing the sun.
I thought to myself, I am a divine dragon, not a phoenix, okay?
Amidst the screams, Li Xiuyuan fell onto the grass without any surprise. The speed became faster and faster, like a meteor from the bright moon, smashing into the grass on the hillside.
A big hole was made in the grass at night, frightening the sleeping birds and even waking up the monsters that came out to look for food at night in the mountains.
It didn't take much effort for Li Xiuyuan to get out of the hole in the grass, like a bird or a butterfly.
He stepped on the wind and spread his phoenix wings.
I felt that countless winds were born under me, and I was as light as a feather, flying in the sky.
However, he had only been flying in the air for less than a quarter of an hour when he suddenly felt exhausted.
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, the phoenix wings behind him disappeared, and he fell heavily from the air to the grass.
Touching the wound of the hot pepper on his body, he couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, he was not a phoenix yet.
After all, he was only at the level of foundation building, and the amount of true energy in his dantian was pitiful. It was a miracle that he could continue to fly for so long.
"Why are you flying? Don't you have to rush tomorrow?"
Li Xiuyuan heard the old Taoist priest's Ruoyouruowu voice in his ears, which frightened him into waking up with a loud roar.
It took a while for his chest to calm down, but the old Taoist priest had already started dreaming.
The snoring was loud.
Lying on the bed, he looked at the flickering moonlight outside the window, wondering if one day he would really become like Mu Mu, with a pair of phoenix wings growing out of his back?
So what about my divine dragon body? According to original predictions, his divine dragon body will evolve soon.
Drowsily, he also started to snore along with the old Taoist priest.
Today, he was tortured to death.
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Li Xiuyuan's practice consisted of daily conversations with old Taoist priests. Just one day later, he bought a carriage for Wang Xiaohu, mother and son, and hired a coachman.
The two carriages headed towards Xin'an Town in a leisurely manner.
"Master, will you leave me?"
Li Xiuyuan drove the carriage, thinking about what would happen after meeting his mother and others, and how long the old Taoist priest could stay with him.
The old Taoist priest glared at him and said, "Every banquet in the world comes to an end. Why don't you still think about being a master and accompanying you in your cultivation?"
"The disciple just thinks that if he returns to the Shura battlefield in the blink of an eye, he doesn't know when he will be able to return to that starry sky."
Everything now is a dream for Li Xiuyuan in the future.
"There's nothing you can do about it. Don't forget that you just left the Shura battlefield and are going to another place." Regarding the matter of turning into a mortal, the master and the disciple finally reached a consensus.
That is, no matter how much effort Li Xiuyuan spends, he still has to break through his cultivation to the realm of mortal transformation.
If he is only extraordinary but cannot become mortal, then he will never be able to reach the height expected by the old Taoist priest.
And Li Xiuyuan, who was on the Shura battlefield, would be able to break through in a short time, giving the old Taoist priest and him a glimmer of hope.
The old Taoist priest sitting next to him couldn't stop laughing.
I thought to myself, "I never expected that in this world, I would finally find a good apprentice, hahahaha..."
Clapping his hands, the old Taoist jumped off the carriage and headed into the mountains and forests. He had to catch a wild beast and bring back a small celebration, for himself and for Li Xiuyuan.
Wang Xiaohu, who followed the two men, was also a blessing in disguise. Under the careful care of the old Taoist priest, the boy who had only tempered the second body was already a monk at the fourth level of Qi refining.
Noila Mo herself had no cultivation skills, but seeing her son's body getting stronger day by day, she liked him so much that she kept talking about meeting a living god all day long.
Wang Xiaohu's mood has become increasingly cheerful since he left Dalu Town. Li Xiuyuan even saw the shadow of Goudan from Dagou Town in the little boy.
He had been feeling gloomy until his master successfully tempered Wang Xiaohu's body and energy, and it felt like a heavy burden had been put down in his heart.
The old Taoist priest looked at his appearance and couldn't help but smile lightly: "If it weren't for your extremely weak behavior, I would have doubted whether you were the reincarnation of a saint and practiced cultivation again."
Li Xiuyuan disagreed, looking at Wang Xiaohu running wild on the grass, and quietly replied: "Didn't Master say that after becoming a mortal, he is no longer a mortal?"
The old Taoist priest was stunned and blurted out: "My master never said that you would become a saint as soon as you transform into a mortal, right? You are overthinking it. Even if you are lucky enough to succeed in transforming into a mortal, you are still a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from becoming a saint."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "Everything carries yin and embraces yang. I want to try it."
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