The high priest never imagined that one day he would capsize in the sewer.
Although this is just one of his incarnations, he is still half a step into Yang Shen's cultivation. Wouldn't he be able to capture a young girl in the late stage of Bigu?
But at this moment, the talismans plastered all over his body were like a slap on his face.
These talismans are absolutely extraordinary, each one contains the pure power of the Yang God, like the five mountains adding to his body and Mount Tai pressing down on top, suppressing his whole body's magic power.
What is the origin of this little girl?
Changle knew that although the Immobilization Talisman was powerful, it had no lethality. When the time came, she would still not be able to defeat the opponent, so she mustered up the courage and walked to the high priest.
"Um...I'm sorry..."
She looked at the high priest. This man was also very old. Why did he want to be a bad guy?
While thinking about it, she took out the tortoise shell.
The tortoise shell automatically grows in size, like a door panel.
Jia Huo is not worried. After all, this is the high priest. In the hearts of the Turks, the high priest is a being who can communicate with the gods. The method of summoning the locust god and the plague god this time was taught by the high priest through the method of dreaming.
No matter how powerful this little girl is, how can she compete with the high priest——
Boom!
Changle picked up a tortoise shell as heavy as a door panel and hit it on the head of the immobile high priest. A dull impact sounded in the field.
The high priest fell to the ground, and the staff rolled out of his hand.
Jia Huo's eyes twitched, it must be fake, the high priest is teasing——
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Chang Le closed his eyes, shouted sorry, and hit very hard. The tortoise shell weighing hundreds of kilograms hit the high priest's head hard. Each blow was powerful and heavy, setting off a howling wind.
Wisps of dust fell from the broken beams around him.
A pool of blood flowed from the paper chrysalis...
Jia Huo's heart became heavier and heavier, and there was an inexplicable chill in his body.
Even Sun Simiao opened his mouth slightly and stared at this scene blankly, not knowing what to say.
When they were traveling together before, Hejia often studied the mysterious and ancient tortoise shell. He also took a look at it a few times. It was indeed a hidden secret and a rare treasure.
But...is this how this treasure is used?
I always feel like something is not quite right.
Chang Le didn't know how long she had been smashing, and she was panting from exhaustion. She picked up the tortoise shell and turned to look at Jia Huo.
Jia Huo didn't know when he had retreated to the door.
"Don't run, I won't fight!"
Jia Huo glanced at the bloody tortoise shell in her hand, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and turned around to run away.
But at this moment, there was a clicking sound, cracks appeared on those immobilization charms, and countless black mist rushed out, condensing into a miserable figure.
The high priest's body was covered in blood, with countless broken bones, and half of his head was almost turned into rotten flesh. He looked ferocious and terrifying.
His left eye was smashed into pieces, and the remaining right eye burst out with soaring anger and resentment.
What a shame!
The incarnation of the dignified Turkic high priest, the existence of half-step Yang God, ended up in the hands of a little girl in the late stage of inhabitation. If word got out, he would probably become the laughing stock of the whole world.
She must be killed!
"I'm going to pluck your skin!!!"
The high priest roared angrily, and rushed towards Changle. His nails quickly turned black and became long, making a shrill sound in the wind, as if cutting the cloth.
He is going to peel off this woman's human skin, extract her soul, turn her into a straw man, and be enslaved and punished by him for the rest of her life!
However, the attack failed, and Chang Le's figure disappeared instantly.
In the yard, a small grass shivered.
The opponent's momentum is too terrifying. Now that she has no talisman, it is impossible to win.
Fortunately, she has already achieved some success in her magical power of wood. She is not good at fighting, but her ability to escape is second to none.
The high priest looked around with his Dharma eyes, but could not detect any trace of Chang Le.
"What a brilliant escape technique, but..."
He sneered and said, "If you don't come out again, I will kill this old man!"
After saying that, he waved his finger, and the magic staff on the ground suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot towards Sun Simiao.
clang!
At the critical moment, Chang Le resolutely jumped out and stood in front of Sun Simiao with a tortoise shell in hand.
Under the shock, she took three big steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground. The tortoise shell in her hand trembled so much that it almost flew out of her hand.
Chang Le's face turned pale, her throat felt fishy, and blood reached her throat, and she swallowed it forcefully.
"Oh? He actually blocked it?"
The high priest was a little surprised. There was a huge gap in cultivation between the two. They were able to block his casual attack. In addition to the impressive tortoise shell, the little girl's magic power was also extremely pure.
He is worthy of being a disciple of the authentic Xuanmen lineage of Longhu Mountain.
The high priest stretched out his hand again, the staff rose again, and the surrounding black mist became thicker, locking Changle from a distance.
"Hejia, you can go alone and don't worry about me."
Sun Simiao patted her shoulder and advised.
Changle shook his head stubbornly and said: "My master once said that those who work for others should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow. Senior Yao Wang, you have saved so many people. If I only care about my own escape, master knows." , will expel me from the school!"
Sun Simiao was startled.
"Your master's opinion is more important than your life?"
"That's natural!"
Changle said without hesitation: "If master doesn't want me anymore, then I...then what's the point of my life?"
"What's more, the master is a great hero and a man of great integrity. I am his disciple and I must not embarrass him!"
When she said this, her jade-like face was filled with pride, as if being able to become Master's disciple was the most proud thing in the world.
Sun Simiao suddenly felt a little envious and curious.
What kind of strange person could make his disciples admire him so much, even at the expense of his life?
It's a pity that he can't meet him after all.
The high priest heard the words and sarcastically said: "What a bullshit master, even if the king of heaven comes today, I can't save you, I said so!"
Changle's eyes immediately felt cold, and his eyebrows were like swords.
The little face was full of coldness.
She carefully recalled her master's teachings, made sword seals with her hands, and silently recited the Taiyi Tiangang Sword Jue.
The master once taught her the art of flying swords, but she was not interested in these offensive techniques at the time. Although she memorized them, she did not practice them much.
It takes about four or five times to succeed.
It's just that now she can't care about so much and must stop it.
"Taiyi Tiangang, the sword swings in all directions, slaying demons and ghosts, ruling the capital Pingyang, beheading like a law, kill!"
The swords pointed together, but the magic power in the body was silent, and the sword in the storage weapon did not move at all.
"cut!"
"Cut again!"
"Zhazhuzhao!"
The air around him seemed to be frozen, a bit embarrassing.
The high priest laughed, his voice full of sarcasm.
"Is this your Longhushan's flying sword technique? It's really ridiculous!"
After saying that, he waved his finger, and the magic staff shot towards Chang Le again. The surging magic power was like a mountain and a tsunami, and Chang Le couldn't breathe.
She could only continue to chant the incantation, hoping to succeed once.
"Taiyi Tiangang, the sword swings in all directions, slaying demons and ghosts, ruling the capital Pingyang, beheading like a law, kill!"
This time, a miracle seemed to have happened. A loud sword cry suddenly sounded from the sky to the earth. The sound shook the sky, and the bullfighter was angry. The sword energy was as bright as the sunset over the long river and the solitary smoke in the desert.
A sword fell from the sky. The hilt was made of copper. The sword weighed ninety-nine and eighty-one taels. It was engraved with Zhoutian stars and Taoist runes. It fell vertically in front of Chang Le, exuding a bright sword light.
The menacing divine staff was chopped into pieces by the sharp sword energy before it even got close.
Sun Simiao perked up and blurted out: "Three or five male and female evil-slaying swords, could it be the arrival of the Heavenly Master?"
He saw that the sword was simple and restrained, yet as majestic as the sun. The sword energy was full of awe-inspiring righteousness. It could kill ghosts and exorcise demons, slay demons and suppress demons. It showed the style of Xuanzong of Taoism. It seemed to be the same as the legendary Longhu Mountain treasure, which can kill evil in three or five steps. Male and female swords are somewhat similar.
"It's not Heavenly Master, it's my master who has arrived!"
Changle's eyes became extraordinarily bright.
Whoosh!
The evil-slaying sword struck directly at the incarnation of the high priest. The star runes on the sword shone brightly, evolving into the yin-yang and eight trigrams, obliterating all the methods used by the high priest.
The momentum is like breaking bamboo, destroying dryness and decay.
The sword light flashed and circled, and the head of the high priest rolled down.
He did have some abilities. Even after his head was cut off, he did not die. Instead, he kept blinking and walking around with his headless body in an attempt to put his head back on.
However, the evil-slaying sword went berserk.
The loud sound of the sword was like the clear cry of a phoenix, fluttering its wings in the sky, showing the vision of the Big Dipper and the Yin and Yang Bagua. The Tao Yun circulated, carrying the monstrous sword intent, and completely wiped the body and head of the high priest into dust.
Canglang!
The evil-slaying sword returned to its sheath automatically, instantly restraining all its sharp edges and returning to its true nature.
And this Dao Sect Divine Sword, which had just shown its power, was being held by someone in his hand. The green sword spikes were fluttering, which matched perfectly with the flowing green robe.
The peach wood is used as a hairpin, tied up in a bun, with phoenix eyes and sparse eyebrows, and a high-spirited appearance, floating in the gentle breeze.
Before anyone arrives, the sword has already killed the enemy.
Just like the legendary swordsman who is free and unrestrained.
"Master!"
Changle's eyes turned into crescent moons with laughter.
Li Daoxuan reached out and hit her hard on the forehead.
"It hurts..."
Changle covered his head. Although he felt aggrieved, he also knew that it was wrong for him to sneak out and cause trouble to his master.
"It's not bad, at least I didn't lose face as a teacher."
When Li Daoxuan was hundreds of miles away, he saw the scenery of Qijun with his heavenly eyes, and unexpectedly found his apprentice.
This little girl is so brave.
However, what pleased him was that although Chang Le was not good at fighting, he was able to step forward without fear in a life-or-death situation. At such a young age, he was already somewhat responsible.
The little girl who always made him nectar cake has grown up now.
Li Daoxuan touched her head and at the same time used his magic power to heal her injuries as a reward.
This is called having a big stick in one hand and sweet dates in the other.
Changle still enjoyed the touch of his master as he did when he was a child, with a slightly naive expression, like a contented kitten.
"Master, from now on, I will practice all kinds of spells and never be lazy again!"
Changle raised his hand and swore with a firm voice.
After this experience, she discovered her own weakness, and now she is interested in those fighting skills that she once had no interest in.
Only when a person is in danger will he understand the importance of having a sword in hand.
"It's good to know."
Li Daoxuan took back his hand, shook his head and smiled.
In fact, he didn't expect Changle to take on many important responsibilities. That would be too tiring. As his disciple, she should live a life she likes.
If there is wind and rain, just use your hands to cover it.
Otherwise, what's the use of having him as a master?
This is also the reason why he has never forced Changle to practice those killing techniques in the past. Everything is fine as it comes naturally, and cultivation cannot be forced.
Of course, if she is willing to learn it herself, that would be the best.
Sun Simiao looked at the extraordinary and handsome young Taoist priest in front of him, always feeling that he had seen him somewhere before and that he was very familiar.
But if he had seen such an outstanding person, how could he not be impressed?
At this moment, Jia Huo's pupils were shocked and he exclaimed: "You... you are... Li Daoxuan!"
As a Turkic expert, how could he not recognize the appearance of Li Daoxuan, the great master of the Tang Dynasty? This face made many Turkic people tremble with fear.
It is said that Tibet was ready to send troops to attack Tang Dynasty, but because Li Daoxuan shot an arrow when he came out of the pass, he was frightened and never dared to interfere again.
One hundred thousand Turkic troops returned without success because of this man.
To the Turks, Li Daoxuan was even more terrifying than Li Shimin!
Sun Simiao suddenly realized that he finally knew where he had seen this face.
A few years ago, when he was traveling around the world, he passed through Longyou County and saw the statue of Li Daoxuan, the national master. The local people even built a shrine for him, and the incense continued.
It is said that Li Tianshi once fought side by side with the Taoist priests from the Wanshou Palace in Longyou County, killing zombies and dragons, and finally summoned the divine bird to save the people who were ravaged by the flood.
Later, when Li Tianshi entered the capital, he did many earth-shaking things and became a national master. The people of Longyou County were even more honored. Every time they met outsiders, they would mention that Li Tianshi was the earliest. Became famous in their Longyou County.
Sun Simiao heard the same story at least ten times!
Unexpectedly, He Jia turned out to be a disciple of Master Li!
Wait, if you put it this way, wouldn't she be...
"The little girl's common name is Li Lizhi, her Taoist name is Hejia, she has met Senior Yao Wang!"
Changle bowed and saluted.
"It turns out to be Princess Changle, disrespectful!"
Sun Simiao returned the salute, and then looked at Li Daoxuan. He was about to salute, but was stopped by Li Daoxuan.
"Senior Medicine King, you don't have to be polite. It's her luck that my little disciple can be taken care of by you."
To Sun Simiao's surprise, Li Tianshi's attitude towards him was extremely respectful. Everyone said that he was decisive in killing and domineering. Now it seems that the rumors are just rumors.
"We'll talk about it later. The most important thing right now is to prevent and control the plague, and...ask a few questions to this Jia Changshi."
Li Daoxuan looked at Jia Huo, his eyes as quiet as the cold abyss, unpredictable.
Jia Huo's expression changed and he immediately stabbed himself in the heart with a dagger.
He knew clearly that trying to escape in front of Li Daoxuan was definitely the stupidest idea in the world.
However, when his dagger stabbed his body, it suddenly turned into a handful of flying petals.
Jia Huo gritted his teeth and slammed into the pillar next to him, but the pillar turned into a sea of flowers in a moment, allowing him to pass through without being hurt.
He looked pale and finally understood something.
It is a very stupid idea to run away in front of Li Daoxuan, and it is equally stupid to commit suicide in front of him.
...(End of chapter)
