Jiang Sibai didn't feel worried when an evil guest came to his door.
He turned to look at Taoist Mo Shang, and saw that the old Taoist made a "please" gesture, as if he wanted to watch him perform.
Jiang Sibai didn't show any pretense and directly pulled out a large box from under the soft collapse.
"Boom!"
The box paused on the ground and made a dull buzzing sound.
Just at this time, those evil guests rushed into the small courtyard. It turned out that among the group of people, there were indeed the six people they had seen during the day.
At that time, all Jiang Sibai's thoughts were on Taoist Mo Shang, and he didn't care at all about what would happen to these six people.
Now the consequences are coming.
But even now, he still didn't take these people to heart.
After looking at the visitor, he didn't bother to say anything at all.
It seems like saying another word to them is a waste of time.
He just goes 'Pow!' ’ The ground hit the big box.
The next moment, a mechanical "clicking" sound came from the box, and the wooden boards on both sides of the box spread out to both sides, like wings.
Then, a row of exquisite swords unfolded from the box like a peacock spreading its tail, causing everyone present to be stunned.
Jiang Sibai didn't choose too much. He casually took out a long, bright silver sword and shook it lightly in his hand. The room seemed to be filled with cold light.
In fact, Jiang Sibai felt that this sword was not very comfortable when he got it. After all, it was something he had practiced with when he first learned it five years ago. It was only forged in thirty years, so it was not very good.
It doesn't even have a sharp edge, but it naturally has a sharp edge when held in Jiang Sibai's hand.
He didn't change his sword, he just tightened his grip on the sword hilt and turned his wrist, and he followed and walked up into the crowd.
This did not require any exquisite swordsmanship at all. He just used the strength, vision and control of power that he had developed through hammer training over the years.
The sword body swung and hit a man's bronze sword. With a flick of his wrist, it was like a heavy hammer, causing the sword in the swordsman's hand to drop instantly.
But the sword that had escaped his hand actually paused in mid-air for a moment, and the sword emitted a harsh buzz.
This sword is fine.
But the hand holding the sword was cracked and shaking like chaff.
Jiang Sibai's attack was casual, but he didn't expect it to have such an effect.
I vaguely thought it was interesting to do this, so I might as well give it a try next time.
He walked into the crowd without hesitation, but he just swung his sword and struck the opponent's sword seemingly lightly, causing the opponent's jaws to break and the sword to fall apart one by one.
Just a moment later, there were bronze swords on the floor in front of Jiang Sibai, as well as a group of evil guests who pinched his wrists as if they had seen a ghost.
The injuries to these people's wrists were not minor. Not only were their jaws opened, but their meridians and bones were also damaged. They didn't know how long they would have to recuperate before they could regain their old outlook.
Jiang Sibai glanced at them and said, "Burn my autumn grain, and I will hurt your hands as punishment."
He waved his hand: "I'm too lazy to listen to your troubles. Leave quickly and don't disturb my purity again."
Jiang Sibai didn't want to be too involved in such troubles, so he didn't even bother to ask what happened to these people and just kicked them out.
"Wait."
Taoist Mo Shang suddenly stopped those people.
He looked at Jiang Sibai and asked, "If you just let people go back like this, aren't you afraid that they will come to trouble you again?"
Jiang Sibai hesitated for a moment and then said: "The disciples think that there is room for action, and the people behind them will know how to advance and retreat."
Taoist Mo Shang shook his head and said, "You kid, you think too simply. What they do may not be out of their master's original intention, and their master may not be as kind and knowledgeable as you think."
Hearing what Taoist Mo Shang said, all the swordsmen looked unhappy.
There is a saying that 'a king who humiliates his ministers will die'. Someone among them immediately shouted loudly: "You can humiliate me, but you must not humiliate the young master's statement!"
Taoist Mo Shang turned around and asked, "Master Shen Ming? Is he also from your Jiang family?"
Jiang Sibai shook his head and said, "That's the young master from the Lai country next door. I heard he is quite famous, but he has been weak and sick since he was young."
Taoist Mo Shang shook his head when he heard this: "Xian Ming? Judging from the way these people do things, I'm afraid this Xian Ming cannot be true."
These words clearly pierced the lungs of the swordsmen. They all stared at him with red eyes. One of them even shouted and was about to hit Jiang Sibai's sword.
Jiang Sibai wordlessly threw away his sword and slapped the person away: "I don't want to dirty my house, get out of my way!"
Taoist Mo Shang shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this happened because of me, so I will make it right for you."
He said to these people: "You have already made trouble for your Mr. Shen Ming!"
"It should be noted that the identity of the poor Taoist is that he is a Taoist from Moshang in the Shennong Valley under the Yuandao Peak in the Luoyun Immortal Realm."
"You'd better go back and inform Mr. Shen Ming, and think about how to settle this matter."
"Now, leave quickly!"
As he finished speaking, a black ruler suddenly slipped out of his hand and circled the spot...
The dozen or so swordsmen turned into a whirlwind that touched the ground and disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Sibai's eyes widened and he asked, "Is this the Xian family's method?"
Taoist Mo Shang said: "It's just a little moving technique. If you can successfully refine the Qi, you can also perform similar Taoist techniques."
Jiang Sibai immediately forgot about what the young master had said and only thought about what it would be like to be successful in his practice in the future.
His heart is really big.
Taoist Mo Shang actually liked this.
It can be said that he personally took on the trouble just now, and he will definitely be rewarded in the future.
Of course, on the one hand, it was indeed his own cause and effect, and on the other hand, it was because he suddenly wanted to maintain Jiang Sibai's state of having nothing in his heart.
Having nothing in mind is the best state of mind for spiritual practice.
And if you want to be clear of things, you must first be clear of things.
Jiang Sibai is in this state in the eyes of the old Taoist. Except for his heart towards the Tao, he really doesn't care about all things.
Taoist Mo Shang then patted Jiang Sibai on the shoulder and said, "Okay, Xiaobai, I won't bother you anymore. I'll see you in Jicheng in three days."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked away with great ease.
That foot took a step forward and suddenly disappeared without a trace, which was extremely miraculous.
Jiang Sibai's face was full of envy. However, when he turned around to clean up the dishes, he suddenly looked at the big fox on the couch in silence.
"Ahem!"
The big fox actually coughed dryly and uttered human words:
"Don't look like that, kid, I'm just staying here to look after the apprentice for the old Taoist priest!"
The voice was very magnetic, like a middle-aged uncle speaking.
Jiang Sibai: "..."
The big fox is a spiritual beast raised by Taoist Mo Shang. It shouldn't be surprising that it can talk, right?
Jiang Sibai was so sure.
Then he asked respectfully: "I wonder what you call me, senior?"
Dabaihu snorted coldly, raised his head arrogantly and said, "I am friends with Old Taoist Mo Shang. Since he intends to accept you as his disciple, you can call me 'Master Dabai' or 'Uncle Master'."
Jiang Sibai followed Shan Ruliu and said: "Good teacher Dabai."
He felt that if he called him 'Uncle Master', it might be disrespectful to the Taoist Mo Shang who was about to become his master.
It would be appropriate to call him 'teacher' politely.
…
Taoist Mo Shang appeared gracefully in front of the majestic gate of Jicheng.
He said proudly: "I really missed it this time, don't you think?"
He didn't get a response, and when he looked back, he found that there was nothing behind him.
Then he slapped his forehead suddenly and said in pain: "Oops, I left it again. Is it because I am old and my brain is not working well?"
He was simply addicted to showing off in front of the juniors and even got drunk.
