There are two things in the world that are worthy of eternal awe, one is the vast starry sky, and the other is one's own heart.
The starry sky is cold and dark, and mortals cannot survive. Only practitioners who have reached the holy realm can fly in the sky, travel through the stars, secret realms, and ruins.
In the darkness, an old ox walked in the void, with a Taoist priest with a skinny face sitting on its back.
The Taoist priest looks to be in his fifties, with tall cheekbones and narrow eyes, giving people a ruthless look. The black hair on the head is fixed by a snake-patterned iron hairpin with a slight silver thread, which is a trace of the vicissitudes of time.
He carried a sword on his back, but the sword was wrapped in a piece of black cloth.
He also held a sword in his hand, but this sword was no different from a stone and was rough. He regarded it as a treasure, clasped his hands tightly, and closed his eyes to comprehend something.
The old scalper stepped on the void with four hooves, his speed was extremely fast, each step was thousands of miles away.
"Since "Wordless Sword Manual" has fallen into your hands, why don't you give me some insights? When I step into the divine realm, you can pass me a divine sword, so that I can immediately become a god in the divine realm. Strong one." The old scalper opened his mouth and spit out human words.
The thin-faced Taoist priest on the back of the cow closed his eyes leisurely and said: "With your talent, even if you practice swordsmanship, you won't achieve anything."
The old scalper stopped, a look of dissatisfaction appeared in his fist-sized bull eyes, and said: "What's wrong with my talent? Is it that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is not strong enough, or is the practice of the Tianhe Divine Fist not refined enough? Goose Yamato Goose Er, when can you beat me?"
The thin-faced Taoist priest said: "You received my initiation and directly used the holy energy of heaven and earth to improve your cultivation. Your realm has always been ahead of them, so you can defeat them. In the same realm, you want to defeat any of them. , is not an easy task.¡±
"Let's go!"
The old scalper raised his head, his nostrils pointing to the sky, and said stubbornly: "I won't leave! If you don't speak clearly today, I won't leave! My talent is not high, how high is considered high?"
Two tubes of white gas spurted out from the nostrils.
The thin-faced Taoist priest opened his narrow eyes and frowned: "When I was in the Hundred Flails Realm, I was able to practice the Divine Steps. You are at the peak of Demi-God, but you have not yet succeeded in practicing. Is this considered a high talent?"
"You are the controller of space, and I am not." The old scalper said.
The thin-faced Taoist priest said: "Just because of this trivial matter, you want to confront me again? If I had known, I shouldn't have let you out."
"It's not just because of this little thing, I have tolerated you for a long time! You want me to defeat Goose Da and Goose Er, but you also refuse to teach me my true skills. You said, if you don't let me practice swordsmanship, how can I inherit your magic in the future? Sword?" said the old scalper.
The thin-faced Taoist priest was stunned and said: "You have a big heart, you still want to inherit my divine sword?"
"You didn't even give me one of the magic pills!" said the old scalper.
"You still want the magic pill?"
"I am your disciple, but you don't give it to me, but you give it to others. When I say this, I get angry. I regard you as my master, but you regard me as your mount. How unfair is this?" said the old scalper.
The thin-faced Taoist priest was so angry that he was getting more and more stupid.
He jumped off the cow¡¯s back, slapped the cow¡¯s horns, and said, ¡°If it weren¡¯t for me, you would have been slaughtered by the butcher and turned into beef bone soup in the pot.¡±
"Nonsense! It's obvious that I'm gifted and I stepped on the butcher to death. That's what you said, don't deny it! I remember it really." The old scalper's face was very long, and he looked very uncomfortable with the thin-faced old man. It looks pleasing to the eye.
The thin-faced Taoist priest was so angry that his intestines were knotted. He pointed his index finger at the old scalper for a long time and said fiercely: "Sooner or later, I will stew you!"
"Just stew it, as if someone was frightened." said the old scalper.
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"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have taught you how to practice, you evil beast."
"Look, let me tell you, you don't regard me as a disciple! When you teach me to practice, you just want me to deal with Goose Two. Do you have any emotional investment in me? You don't teach at all. I can defeat Goose Two, The most fundamental reason is that I work hard enough.¡±
"Do I still have to invest my feelings in you?"
"Of course! Cows also have feelings. I am invested in you, regard you as a teacher, and regard you as a father, but you just treat me as a tool cow. Is this fair? This is not fair!"
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One cow and one bull, arguing in the starry sky.
The old scalper was very stubborn and always believed that the thin-faced Taoist priest was just treating it as a tool cow, hiding it and not being sincere enough. Therefore, he was very dissatisfied and stopped where he was, refusing to move forward.
The face-slimming Taoist priest believes that with his qualifications, he is not qualified to be his ownp; One by one, the great saints of the Wind Clan were angered, their emotions of revenge surged up, their holy blood burned, and they rushed into the corpse air desperately.
Feng Qianshu also wanted to rush out, but was stopped by two Qianwenjing great saints.
One of the Qianwenjing Great Sages said: "Don't forget that you have more important things to do. We can all die, but you can't. You have to hand over the things to the true god with your own hands."
"kill!"
The two great saints of the Thousand Questions Realm flew out, the life essence and holy blood in their bodies burned at the same time, and the holy magic was fired. The corpse clan monks fell in pieces, turning into corpses and broken bones.
However, the great sages of the Feng Clan kept falling in front of Feng Qianshu.
Even though Feng Qianshu was ruthless, there were tears in the corners of his eyes at this moment. He let out a long roar from his mouth, picked up a heavy sword, and charged towards the corpse clan army, trying to break out of the encirclement.
"Moo!"
An ear-shattering roar of a cow sounded at the same time as the howling of thousands of trees.
Above the billowing corpse aura, an ox hoof as thick as a mountain stepped down, crushing the four great saints of the corpse clan who intercepted Xiang Feng Qianshu, and exploded, turning them into four balls of rotten blood.
Feng Qianshu was also blown away by the energy erupted from the cow's hooves.
The more than twenty great saints who were still alive in the Wind Clan were all shocked. They didn¡¯t know where the saint was coming from, whether they were enemies or friends? This fighting power is a bit terrifying! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com