Chapter 111 Sword Immortal, Ye Yaoyao!(2/2)
He has seen the master's abilities before. He can't say that he can reach the stars and move mountains, but he is as powerful as a god.
This woman who looks delicate is actually as powerful as Master.
The little Taoist boy couldn't help feeling frightened.
Master's death was not unjust.
"Oh? Is it a tie?" Luo Qianqiu casually held the 100-pound spear and said expressionlessly, "I just heard the real person say that his cultivation has improved, so it seems that I can't beat you. I think
Ask for advice."
The woman's eyes were bright, and her light-colored dress clung to her exquisite figure in the night breeze, making her look even more sharp.
The silver spear in his hand exuded a strong cold murderous intent.
In the eyes of Xiao Daotong, the woman at this time is like a woman in the night
He is as scary as a demon and subconsciously hides behind his master.
Master Qidao sighed: "The old Taoist doesn't mind having a few fights with the Ghost Spear Fairy, but a few days ago the old Taoist had a sparring match with the Sword Fairy Ye Yaoyao. Although he had a slight upper hand, he was accidentally seriously injured.
Let's do this. After half a month, the old Taoist recovers from his injury, and then he comes to consult with the Ghost Spear Fairy. This is fair enough. It's settled like this, and the old Taoist will leave first."
After saying that, he walked out of the courtyard without looking back.
"Your apprentice Yin Wusha was killed by me, don't you plan to avenge him?" Luo Qianqiu said with a half-smile.
Master Qidao stopped, with confusion on his face: "Who is Yin Wusha? I don't know Pindao. Could it be that someone is using Pindao's name to cause trouble outside? It doesn't make sense!"
The old Taoist's anger level skyrocketed, and a majestic evil aura arose around him: "I didn't expect that there would be such a young person!"
He saluted Luo Qianqiu: "Thank you, Fairy, for helping Pindao eradicate this cancer! Otherwise, Pindao's reputation may have been ruined by this person, which makes me very angry!"
"Do you think it's interesting?"
Seeing the old Taoist performing alone, Luo Qianqiu looked a little impatient, and a wisp of green light surrounded the gun body.
"Oh, that's Yin Wusha, right?"
Qidao Zhenren slapped his forehead and said suddenly, "Old Taoist, I remembered, that bastard was taught a lesson by the fairy last year, and it was only for the sake of Old Taoist that he spared his life.
In fact, the fairy also knows that that guy is not my disciple at all. If I didn't think of my old friend, I would not bother to give him the title of "Master". If I die now, I will die.
Anyway, Pindao saved his life last year, and the favor has been repaid. Therefore, it is impossible for the old Taoist to avenge him. So, fairy, please rest assured that any grudges have been settled."
The little Taoist boy behind him felt something was not right at this time.
Isn't it a tie?
Why does it seem that Master is a little afraid of this woman?
Luo Qianqiu stared at the other person for a while, then spoke softly: "If you don't take revenge, that's your business. My husband-in-law was injured by him, how should the debt be settled?"
"Isn't Yin Wusha already dead?" The old Taoist glared.
"You mean, let me put this debt on a dead man's head?"
"You killed him."
"But this debt cannot be placed on a dead person."
"..."
Master Qidao had nothing to say. He finally understood that there was no reason to reason with women.
"Nine Cauldrons Divine Pill."
"What?"
"With one Jiuding Divine Pill, this debt will be settled."
Luo Qianqiu said calmly, "My husband wants to practice cultivation, but his qualifications are mediocre. I remember that your Yin Yang Sect has a kind of elixir that can cleanse the muscles, cut the marrow, and temper the bones and strengthen the body."
Qidao Zhenren's eyes widened, "Are you kidding? It takes three years to successfully refine a Jiuding Divine Pill, and the required medicinal materials are rare in the world. Even the Supreme Emperor has only been able to refine it.
I took three pills, do you think these are ordinary pills?"
"Give it, or don't give it."
Luo Qianqiu's eyes, as clear as snow-capped mountains and streams, were filled with coldness.
Qidao Zhenren was angry: "Ghost Spear, do you really think I can't do anything to you if I'm injured? Let me tell you, I really can't do anything to you!"
Seeing the woman raising her spear, Master Qidao hurriedly said: "This elixir is really precious. There is only one left in the door, and it is not with the old Taoist yet. If you don't believe it, you can search for it. If there is one, the old Taoist will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Luo Qianqiu said: "You have one month to get it. Otherwise, I will get it myself."
"you--"
Qidao Zhenren is so angry that he just wants to scold his mother.
He knew that this woman meant what she said and was an absolute lunatic.
Master Qidao calmed down and said, "I can give you other elixirs, and I guarantee they are all of the best quality. You know very well that I am not the only one in the Wu Que Yin and Yang Sect, and you will get into trouble."
"Nine Cauldrons Divine Pill."
The woman repeated it again.
Master Qidao was at a loss and asked helplessly: "Is your husband's injury serious? Is it worth making you feel so resentful?"
The woman blinked and said, "He is still lying on the bed."
That would be very serious.
Qidao Zhenren greeted all the eighteen generations of Yin Wusha's ancestors a hundred times. You said it was not good for you to offend anyone, but you actually offended someone else's ghostly husband, this damn fool.
"The old Taoist can only do his best." Master Qidao sighed.
"It's your business whether you try your best or not. I only care about the results." Luo Qianqiu spoke domineeringly, her clothes dancing like flowing clouds. "If there are no results, just accompany your apprentice."
"Heh, I'm still afraid of you, right?"
The Seven Dao Masters smiled disdainfully, turned around and left with steady steps.
The little Taoist boy quickly followed.
After walking about fifty meters, Qidao Zhenren whispered: "Look back, is that woman still there?"
"oh."
The little Taoist boy looked back and shook his head. "Master, you are no longer here."
Hearing this, the Seven Dao Masters quickly quickened their pace.
It wasn't until he reached a secluded grove that the old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead. He happened to catch a glimpse of the little Taoist boy looking at him with a strange look on his face, and immediately said angrily:
"Hmph, if the old Taoist hadn't been seriously injured in a sparring session with the Sword Immortal a few days ago, how dare a mere ghost and a magic gun dare to talk to a poor Taoist like this? It's really like a tiger falling flat and being bullied by a dog!"
The little Taoist boy looked suspicious: "Master, have you really fought against Sword Immortal Ye Yaoyao? And you still have the upper hand?"
"What? You don't believe it?"
Master Qidao rolled his sleeves and snorted coldly, "Believe it or not, if you meet Sword Immortal Ye Yaoyao someday, you can go and ask in person!"
"No, no, I definitely believe in Master!"
The little Taoist boy said quickly.
Master Qidao's expression calmed down a little, and he said calmly: "On that day, the old Taoist thought that the other party was a girl, so he reserved three points of strength, otherwise how could he be injured! When I recover from my injury, you will understand how powerful I am!"
"Master must be powerful."
Xiao Daotong felt ashamed for his doubts just now.
Just as he was about to say some more compliments, the little Taoist boy subconsciously looked forward, froze for a moment, and suddenly collapsed on the ground in fear: "Master...Master...there is a ghost! There is a ghost!"
ghost?
The troubled Master Qidao was startled and followed the other person's gaze.
Not far away, I saw a woman in a white dress standing quietly and pretty.
Holding a long sword.
It is like a ray of moonlight in the night, shining brightly out of the dust.
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Chapter completed!