Suddenly attacked by this, Li Daoxuan's pupils condensed and he reacted quickly.
He shrunk and shrank, and his figure suddenly disappeared, appearing ten feet away like lightning, and he finally avoided the sword with a narrow escape.
But despite this, the sharp sword energy also scratched a corner of his clothes.
"Roar!"
The zombie screamed and then became completely silent.
Li Daoxuan was furious when he saw it. He saw a magic sword with green light nailed to the zombie's head.
He fought hard for so long, only to be cut off in the end?
Although this is just an ordinary zombie, even if you kill it, the reward will not be much, but no matter how small a fly is, it is still meat.
This kind of head-stealing behavior is absolutely intolerable!
A figure floated down, wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe. He looked about forty or fifty years old, with a long black beard and sharp eyes.
He stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at the completely dead zombie, and took out a talisman from his arms.
The talisman automatically ignited and fell on the zombie, quickly igniting a raging fire that even heavy rain could not extinguish.
The middle-aged man wearing linen and mourning saw this Taoist, and his eyes lit up.
"Daozhang Wu, you are here!"
Taoist priest Wu nodded slightly and said, "I heard the sound of dragons roaring in the temple and saw the clouds and rain. I knew there might be a problem here, so I rushed over immediately."
The middle-aged man looked a little ashamed and said: "You said beforehand that the coffin must not be dropped halfway, but I still made a mistake. Thanks to these two Taoist priests. If they hadn't helped me, I might have..."
Wu Daozhang glanced at Li Daoxuan and Zhang Qianyang, nodded slightly, and had no intention of saying hello.
He saw that the two men were dusty and poorly dressed, and they should be wandering wild Taoists.
As an orthodox Taoist priest from the lineage of Heavenly Master Xu Jingyang, he naturally looked down upon these casual cultivators and had no intention of making friends with them.
Daochang Wu stretched out his hand, preparing to recall Feijian.
However, a black gourd flew up, growing in size in the air, and finally came down with a loud bang, directly suppressing the green flying sword.
Zheng!
The flying sword kept struggling under the gourd, making bursts of sword sounds, but to no avail, like a monkey under the Wuzhi Mountain.
Daozhang Wu's expression changed. His Qingxia Sword was a middle-grade magic weapon. What was the origin of this gourd that it could suppress the Qingxia Sword?
A figure stood in front of him, with a face like a crown of jade and eyes as bright as stars. He wore a bun and carried a blue oil-paper umbrella.
It was Li Daoxuan.
He smiled slightly, showing his white teeth.
"Haha, is it Director Wu? Let's talk about your compensation."
Taoist priest Wu frowned and said, "You little bastard, I just saved you, how dare you speak rudely?"
"saved me?"
Li Daoxuan sneered, pointed at the zombie that had been burned to ashes, and said, "I was about to kill him, but it would be better for you to snatch his head with one sword!"
After a pause, Li Daoxuan's eyes became sharper.
"That sword strike you just made almost hurt me. Do we have to settle the score?"
Taoist priest Wu snorted. He had used his Dharma Eyes to see clearly the details of this young Taoist priest. He was only in the middle stage of Bigu and had some Taoist practices, but it was nothing to be afraid of.
As for the old Taoist priest who was still drinking, he was a completely ordinary person with no trace of cultivation.
The only thing the opponent relied on was the gourd.
"Little Taoist, I was so eager to save someone just now that I didn't see you when I used my flying sword. This was my Taoist's negligence."
After all, Taoist priest Wu was the direct descendant of Longevity Palace, and he had no intention of killing or extorting goods. However, his attitude was still arrogant, and he said it was his own negligence, but his voice was not very apologetic.
"Little Taoist, I have already apologized to you. If you continue to mess around, don't blame me for being rude!"
Li Dao
Daozhang Wu's expression changed drastically. The Wanshou Palace lineage majored in swordsmanship. This Qingxia Sword was a spiritual sword he had cultivated for many years. It could be said to be the foundation of Taoism. How could he give it to others?
For a moment, the atmosphere became tense.
Li Daoxuan looked at him without fear. Although the opponent was in the Yin Shen realm, he had already killed many monsters in the Yin Shen realm.
Not less than a Taoist priest.
Li Dao
His concept of fighting is very simple, either don't fight or kill him!
But just when he was about to strike first, Zhang Qianyang coughed, walked over, patted his apprentice on the shoulder, and quietly transmitted the message.
"His ancestor Xu Qingxuan has some friendship with his master, so there is no need to do anything about it."
After saying that, Zhang Qianyang looked at Taoist Wu and said with a smile: "Didn't your master tell you not to easily intervene when others are subduing demons?"
This is an unwritten rule. Demons are also a kind of resource. The most typical one is demon elixir, which can be refined into elixirs to increase cultivation. If anyone can intervene, then who will get the final demon elixir?
"Of course, I know you are eager to save people, but you did almost hurt my apprentice just now. I can't compensate you too much."
Taoist priest Wu hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "There is no way I can give the Qingxia Sword to you!"
Zhang Qianyang stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a broken sword. Only you Taoist priests from Longevity Palace will value it so much. I don't care about it, Taoist master. Let's do this. If you have any money, I'll give you a few hundred thousand taels first."
Wu Daochang's face turned dark. Hundreds of thousands taels?
Even if the entire Wanshou Palace is sold, it may not be hundreds of thousands of taels...
This old man has such a dark heart!
Even Li Daoxuan felt a little embarrassed. For hundreds of thousands of taels, the master really dared to say that he was so cruel!
Daochang Wu pondered for a moment, and finally took out a piece of paper from his arms, threw it over, and said: "There are not hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, only this."
Li Daoxuan glanced at it, showing a hint of surprise.
This is a land deed for Qingniu Temple in the western suburbs of Longyou County.
"I think you are wandering Taoist priests, so you should be lacking a place to stay. Although this Qingniu Temple is not big, it is enough for the two of you."
Daochang Wu looked at the two of them, with a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Zhang Qianyang laughed, stuffed the land deed into his arms, and smiled at his apprentice: "Longyou County... a good name, apprentice, I am tired of traveling as a teacher, why not take a rest in Longyou County."
"Yes, Master!"
Li Daoxuan raised his finger, and the Three Realms Gourd automatically became smaller and hung on his waist.
Wu Daozhang quickly retracted the flying sword, took a final deep look at Master and Disciple Li Daoxuan, and turned to leave.
The sound of the dragon's roar just now has disappeared, and the rain has stopped.
Master and apprentice Li Daoxuan and the middle-aged man inquired about the location of Longyou County, and then headed towards Longyou County.
"Master, I think that Taoist priest's expression is wrong. There may be something weird about that Qing Niu Temple!"
Zhang Qianyang laughed and said: "Weird? Don't you like weird the most?"
Li Daoxuan smiled, he was a little regretful that he was not killed into a zombie just now.
"By the way, Master, why did the dragon roar suddenly appear just now and why did it start raining?"
If it hadn't been for the sudden rain, the zombie would have been burned alive by him.
Zhang Qianyang smiled slightly and said: "Disciple, do you know why this Longyou County is named after Longyou?"
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