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"However, although I don't want to cause trouble, if you still don't know how to advance or retreat, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Lin Lingsu's face changed slightly and she quickly looked away.

Of course he understood that half of these words were meant for him.

Although he was unwilling to do so, thinking about the power of the sword just now forced him to suppress his greed.

His eyes slowly swept over everyone.

Everyone bowed their heads quickly, no one dared to look directly into his eyes.

Even Zhang Shaoyang, Yang Ye and others are like this.

"After three months, I will preach at Huanglong Mountain outside Bianliang, Tokyo. Anyone who is destined can come and listen!"

"And the poor Taoist will set up a test. Those with a loyal heart can be listed in my door, and those with outstanding talents can get my mantle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sky-blue spiritual light shot up from his body and enveloped Yue Xiang, and the two of them disappeared instantly.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Zhang Shaoyang and others suddenly changed.

"The Secret Technique of Hutian?!"

"The five elements, wind and thunder, Yin and Yang spiritual energy all have no fluctuations. It should be the secret technique of Hu Tian without a doubt!" Li Wuji said.

"It seems that Taoist Xu is stronger than we thought!" Yang Ye said.

Imagining the earth-shattering sword blow just now, the expressions of the four people became complicated.

He turned to look at Lin Lingsu, who looked solemn.

"Brother Lin Dao, that Taoist Xu is a martial arts cultivator, but he is still willing to return the Witch God's battle ax. This shows that he is also an upright, sincere and righteous person."

"The fact that someone was kept under the sword just now is also clear evidence."

"In my opinion, you Shenxiao Dao should have a good discussion with him and use other treasures to exchange for that Lei Gongbang."

"What Brother Yang said is absolutely true. Brother Lin Dao, those who know the current affairs are heroes!" Zhang Shaoyang said with a smile.

He is the one who least wants Lin Lingsu to get Lei Gongbang.

After all, in the current world of spiritual practice, the Celestial Master Dao uses him and the old Celestial Master Zhang Chongyang as two golden immortals to suppress the sect; they also possess the innate spiritual treasure 'Dragon and Tiger Seal', which has been passed down endlessly; their strength is the highest among all the sects in Chi County and Shenzhou.

A leader in the Taoist sect.

Shenxiao Dao also has two golden immortals, Wang Wenqing and Lin Lingsu, whose strength is second only to Tianshi Dao. If they get the innate spiritual treasure "Lei Gong Bang" again, they can suppress their luck.

At that time, you will really have a foundation comparable to Tianshi Dao. If Tianshi Dao is weak in the future, the position of leader of the Taoist sect will fall into the hands of Shenxiao Dao.

This is obviously not what Zhang Shaoyang wants to see.

Lin Lingsu is not a fool, but looking at the current situation and thinking about that sword strike just now, Shen Xiaodao has no choice but to think of another way if he wants to get Lei Gong Hong back.

But after a while, what solution can you think of?

Under the anxiety, I was somewhat upset.

He casually handed over his hands and said "goodbye" without bothering to respond to Zhang Shaoyang's sarcasm. He activated his escape light and flew straight towards Junshan where Shenxiao Dao was located.

"What do you think Shenxiao Dao will choose?"

Zhang Shaoyang asked, looking at the other person's leaving figure.

"I don't know. But it's not that easy to let someone give up an innate spiritual treasure, especially when that person is very powerful." Li Wuji said.

There was a pause.

"But I'm curious about the sermon three months later."

"What? You want to go?"

"certainly."

"That Taoist Xu has not practiced Chunyang Taoism."

"But his swordsmanship is better than mine!"

In Li Wuji's mind, the stunning sword strike from before appeared again.

Among them, the strength of the sword was something he had never seen before.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, Fellow Daoist Yang, take your leave."

"Farewell!"

Li Wuji left in a hurry. The sword strike just now made him feel the urge to comprehend it urgently.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, where do you want to go?"

Yang Ye said: "I failed to get the dragon bird seal, so I am going to your majesty to apologize. By the way, let's see if we can persuade your majesty to use the treasure to exchange the treasure seal in Xu Zhenjun's hand."

"Then let's say goodbye."

After Yang Ye nodded, "Will Taoist friend Zhang attend the sermon in March?"

"Where is Fellow Daoist Yang?"

“It’s rare to have such a grand event, and it’s in Bianliang, so why not go?”

"We will meet again in Bianliang in three months."

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"Si Zhan, everyone from the Taoist sect has left." Zhong Weng, who was in a depressed mood, reminded him.

After Si Zhan nodded, he was about to speak, but stopped when he reached his lips.

"Amitabha, how are your three fellow Taoists?" the monk Kongxiang asked in greeting.

"Thank you, Master, for your concern. I'll be fine with you."

The Wu Clan's strength is the physical body.

For ordinary people, broken arms and legs are irreparable defects. But their souls and wills are filled with every trace of flesh and blood, so it is not a serious injury.

"That's good... The old monk is ashamed that he failed to help three fellow Taoists regain the Witch God's battle ax this time."

"Master Kongxiang doesn't need to blame himself. This matter has been full of twists and turns, and I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Since Jin and Liao came closer, in order to protect themselves, Xixia and Nanzhao also began to get closer.

The Wu clan and Buddhism, representing the two countries, naturally became close friends.

Although I was dissatisfied with Kong Xiang's action of just standing by and watching.

But for the sake of the alliance, I can only suppress my anger.

"Amitabha, no matter what method Chishendong plans to use to regain the Witch God's battle ax, we, Dayun Temple, and even Xixia Buddhism are willing to help."

Kong Xiang had a firm look on his face, as if he was trying to save the Witch clan.

Si Zhan smiled faintly. He knew that it would be good to listen to such words. If he really believed it, he would definitely be tricked to death by these monks.

"Thank you, Master!"

Kong Xiang's eyes flashed, "I wonder what Taoist Master Xu wants from fellow Taoist Si? How could he actually make fellow Taoist monks furious?"

"It is related to the secrets of our witch clan. I apologize for the inconvenience of telling you."

Hitting a soft nail, Kong Xiang's expression changed.

"In that case, I won't ask any more questions..."

Si Zhan cupped his fists and saluted.

"Master, we have to go back to southern Xinjiang, so we have to say goodbye this time."

Kong Xiang originally planned to chat a few more words to see if he could get out of his mouth, but he didn't know that Sizhan didn't give him a chance at all.

If someone wants to leave, he can't stop him.

"Fellow Taoist, have a good journey. If you need anything, you can send someone to Dayun Temple. The old monk will help you."

"Thank you!"

After saying that, the three of them turned around and left, and the light quickly disappeared into the horizon.

Kong Xiang's eyes flickered as he watched the three figures walking further and further away. The clouds of Buddha's light spread out again, and the vast sandalwood filled the sky, flying towards the west with great momentum.

Watching the movement, I was afraid that people wouldn't know it was him coming.

It has to be said that when it comes to the enthusiasm of preaching, Buddhism completely scorns Taoism.

If it weren't for the ancient ethnic group that relied on Taoism, there were numerous talents, and there were too many big bosses, the beautiful land of the Central Plains would not have had its turn to have the Taoist sect occupy the leading role.

After the Golden Immortal monks left, the surrounding monks who came here with various purposes also left in twos and threes.

If we say that the vast majority of people were just discussing what they had seen and heard before, as well as the preaching conference after March, they looked like a bunch of people eating melons and looked excited.

Pan Liupo, who was among them, felt much more complicated.

She knew she had missed a big opportunity.
To be continued...