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    There was a rumble in Jia Dashi's head.

    That was the news of the collapse of the world view. He couldn't believe his eyes. Xu Xian spent a few hours studying and comprehending, and he actually made a yellow paper puppet for the first time.

    And from the looks of it, the finished product is quite perfect.

    It's just unreal.

    So unreal.

    Dashi Jia rubbed his eyes and pinched his legs, he didn't know whether he wanted to cry or laugh.

    What's more, what made him collapse even more was yet to come.

    Xu Xian sighed and said: "This yellow paper puppet art is indeed profound, but I decided not to study it in the future. It is better to focus on kendo. This is my first work and the last one."

    It is as if the yellow paper puppet technique is easy to learn.

    It's that simple.

    Jia Dashi felt humiliated.

    He immediately coughed lightly: "Fellow Daoist Xu, you yellow paper puppet looks good."

    It looks good, but it is only strong on the outside and capable on the outside, with no human body, and it is actually useless.

    Xu Xian didn't understand the meaning of the words.

    "It's still worse than Brother Jia. My yellow paper puppet doesn't have enough vigor and vitality. It's still easy to see that it's a dummy." Xu Xian had a trace of regret.

    Dashi Jia frowned wildly.

    Being able to make a puppet of this level for the first time is already a shocking genius, but Xu Xian is still a little dissatisfied.

    "In the future, if you specialize in spells, I will call you Fa Hai." Xu Xian said casually. He borrowed this name on a whim. Of course he knew that Fa Hai was a monk's name, but he wanted to use this name now.  The old Taoist is called Fa Hai, who can control him?

    Upon hearing the name Fahai, Dashi Jia over there was also taken aback.

    "Fahai, Fahai, this, this name is too crazy." Jia Dashi thought to himself, compared with Xu Xian, the name he gave his puppet paper man was obviously much inferior.

    Moreover, the yellow paper puppets made for the first time can grow by themselves, and even practice spells?

    Master Jia didn't believe it.

    If all of this is possible, wouldn't I have practiced on dogs for more than a hundred years of cultivation?

    But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

    See Fa Hai, who is as tall as a fairy, raised his hand and pointed, and a huge boulder flew up in the distance.

    This is the 'moving mountain' spell.

    Can you really cast spells?

    Dashi Jia was already dumbfounded. When he looked carefully at this time, he found that the workmanship of 'Fahai' was extremely exquisite, and he couldn't find any faults from the perspective of a professional.

    There is a master level.

    Master Jia doubted at this moment whether Xu Xian was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The other party was originally a master of Xuan Dao.

    But after another look, I knew it was impossible.

    Some details of the puppet show signs that only novices can have, which is very contradictory to the master's technique.

    It can only be said that the other party has a very high level of comprehension, repeated deduction, and fully mastered the technique, but because it is the first time to use it, there are still shortcomings, but this kind of deficiency is more of some insignificant side details, the real point  , Xu Xian grasped it extremely accurately.

    Just because he is a professional, Mr. Jia can see it.

    By this time it was already late at night, and Jia Dashi also left and returned to the cave.

    In the next few days, he visited Xu Xian, in fact, to see the progress of the paper figurine Fa Hai's cultivation, and he was completely impressed by the result.

    Like his paper puppet, Fahai has extremely high spiritual intelligence and can practice spells.  What annoyed him the most was that the speed of cultivation was actually faster than his 'Qingxia'.

    Dashi Jia asked himself more than once, if Xu Xian turned to practicing Xuan Dao spells, specializing in yellow paper puppets, his achievements would definitely surpass his own.

    There are no hard-working people.

    Could it be that you don't like it?

    Thinking of this, Jia Dashi became more stressed.

    How can I say that Master Jia also came to retreat. A few days ago, because he learned from each other, he ran a little more diligently. Later, Qingxia learned all the swordsmanship that should be learned, and the next step is self-improvement.  Explain that in the future, I will focus on cultivation and will not come out again unless something happens.

    Xu Xian took it for granted.

    After all, cultivation is the top priority, if it is neglected because of chatting, it is not worth the loss.

    Think about yourself, you should work harder.

    ?After all, I haven't fully comprehended the sword intent of killing the gods, andI have practiced the yellow paper puppet technique for fun, and this is the end of this. Fahai is the first and last puppet he made.

    From then on, focusing on the improvement of kendo is the most important thing.

    In this way, Xu Xian threw Fa Haibasically the magic jade mirror he found in the underground cave, and let him practice by himself, and then continued to focus on improving the way of swordsmanship.

    The kendo classics sent by Master Jia also need to be studied and practiced

    Autumn and winter come.

    The winter in Kunlun Wanxian Mountain is even colder. After a heavy snowfall, look away and it will be covered in snow.

    Everything they saw was covered with snow, but at this moment, several people were walking on the snow.  You must know that even in the warm spring, no one set foot in Kunlun Wanxian Mountain, let alone this season, and these people are obviously abnormal.

    The speed of the four people in this group was extremely fast, and almost all of them stepped on the snow without a trace. When they walked to one place, the four stood still.

    One of them took out a strange compass with a copper needle pointing in one direction. Immediately, the four of them continued to move forward. After half a day, they had already reached a cliff.

    Looking at the compass again, pointing down, the dead man jumped down without saying a word.

    After all, the cliff was hundreds of feet long. Ordinary people jumping off it would be 100% broken into meatloaf, but these four people were like copper-skinned iron bones, hitting the ground with a sound, but they were unscathed.

    Looking around, this is a paradise-like foothill, like a huge deep well, isolating the cold wind from the outside. Although there is snow falling, it is as warm as spring here.

    "The dwarf is hiding here."

    "The head of the sect has strictly ordered that after discovering that this surname is Jia, immediately form the Qiankun Divine Machine Sect."

    The four talked softly, and then each took out some items and assembled them in the open space. After a while, a wooden door stood up. It looked like the door of an ordinary courtyard, but the wooden door was red all over, as if it was drenched in blood.

    At this moment, the wooden door was closed tightly, and the four of them stood from east to west, from north to south, each formed a seal, and chanted mantras. Gradually, they saw streamers of four colors in their palms, and they smashed into the red wooden door together.

    Boom.

    There was a strange noise, and the wooden door panel unexpectedly shook.

    It was as if there was something inside the door that wanted to push it out.

    Boom!

    With another sound, the wooden door was pushed open with a creak, and then a tall and thin old man stepped out.

    "I have met the master."

    Seeing the old man, the four people hurriedly bowed and saluted.

    The old man looks majestic, with gray hair, but he is extremely neatly groomed, with his hair tied up and wearing a crown, and his clothes are extraordinary, he can be seen as a person of status and status.

    ? Even though he is getting older, he can also see that he must have been a handsome man when he was young.

    Walking out of the red gate, the old man looked around and sneered: "This person surnamed Jia knows how to choose a place. This place is quiet and elegant. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise, but he knows how to choose a place."

    Then he looked down at his feet.

    "Set up wooden puppet dragons and blast that dwarf out of me."

    "Yes, Master."

    The other four people each took out the Qiankun bag, took out mechanism parts one after another, and then pasted talisman seals and pinched magic spells. Hundreds of special iron and wood streamers surged, and then flew up and combined to form a hundred-meter-long  wooden dragon.

    This wooden dragon has iron claws and steel teeth. Although it is a puppet, it is also powerful.

    Under the decree, the wooden puppet dragon rushed directly into the ground, breaking through the ground.

    After a while, I heard rumbling underground, and then the entire foothills collapsed, probably because the cave below was destroyed.

    The old man above stepped into the air, and the other four also used various methods, some with wooden swords on their feet, and some with wooden birds.

    When the cave collapsed, the ground shook naturally, and the smoke and dust gushed out from below, accompanied by a roar.

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