Tuogu

The man put his sword directly in front of him and blocked with his vertical sword. Fighting energy surged into the sky on the long sword, as if it had turned into a light shield. He tried his best to shrink his tall body behind the huge long sword.

"boom!"

When he completed the block, the fireball directly hit the opponent's long sword, and the huge force pushed him backwards.

Zhang Buyi wasn't too far away either. Fortunately, he was prepared and quickly floated backwards with the help of air waves.

"Hurry up, here comes a weird melee mage..." While gliding, the man did not forget to greet his companions.

"careful!"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard an exclamation from his companion in the distance. At the same time, he also felt a chill on his back.

The hairs all over his body stood up and he wanted to turn around.

"Pfft!"

Unfortunately, before he could make a move, a figure had arrived behind him without knowing it. Holding a silver knife in his hand, with a lightning strike, he accurately inserted it into the gap between the cervical vertebrae on his back.

In an instant, he lay softly on the ground. Except for his head, he lost control of his whole body. The sword fell and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Only then did he realize that there was a young man standing behind him.

The opponent's cultivation level is not very high, and he seems to have just entered the seventh level of advanced apprenticeship. However, just such a personal sneak attack made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar at this moment.

"What did you do to me!" The cloaked man lay on the ground, looking at the young man above him in horror.

Because the other person was standing right above his head, and he was lying on the ground, looking up from the other person's feet. The young man seemed unusually tall, and a shadow enveloped his sight, making him appear powerful and terrifying.

I saw the young man looking down at him with a cold light without any emotion, and said: "I just cut your spinal nerves. With your current cultivation level, you shouldn't be able to resist!"

The man in the cloak constricted his pupils as he listened to the professional vocabulary and said, "Are you from Xia?"

The young man ignored him, because at this moment, the middle-aged melee mage Zhang Buyi, who had just fought with the cloaked man, also arrived.

That's right, this young man who just appeared is exactly Chen Lianfang, the medical template condensed in the previous compilation. Knowing that this trip is dangerous, he will not leave him hanging in Qingyu Temple.

"I'll ask you later. The other one wants to run away, so take it down first!" Zhang Buyi said to Chen Lianfang.

Chen Lianfang nodded, looked at the other cloaked man without any emotion, and the two of them rushed towards another battle group.

After the opponent discovered the changes in the battlefield here, he immediately wanted to run away. But how could the old Taoist priest with a flushed face get what he wanted? He quickly moved his hands forward, and his spiritual power surged again.

Taoism: Ice Lotus!

As he pushed forward with both hands, dozens of ice crystals appeared around him, shooting towards the opponent like a meteor shower.

Because the range was too large, the man in the cloak was unable to dodge, and many of his bodies were hit by ice crystals, causing thin frost flowers to appear quickly on the opponent's body.

The man in the cloak didn't stop, he just wanted to jump out of the courtyard wall and run away.

The old Taoist priest's face turned cold, and his magic power increased again.

Taoism: Water and ice entanglement!

The man in the cloak, who was already a little stiff, suddenly felt stiff all over, as if all the moisture in his body had turned to ice, making it difficult to move.

At this time, Zhang Buyi had already come closer and kicked him in the chest. As his pupils shrank, he raised his hand with all his strength and blocked Zhang Buyi's oncoming kick.

"laugh!"

But when the huge force hit him, he stiffened and retreated. He only felt a slight chill on his neck, and something penetrated his neck from behind. After that, he followed in the footsteps of another person, his whole body fell limp, and he lost control of his body.

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On the side, when the old Taoist priest saw that the battle was over, he could no longer hold on as soon as he let out his strong breath.

"puff······"

He spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, and his flushed complexion receded in the blink of an eye, becoming bloodless in an instant.

Zhang Buyi stepped forward, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out two pills, and said: "Take it!"

As he spoke, Chen Lianfang, who was standing beside him, also came forward, squatted down and began to check the old Taoist priest's injuries.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand weakly, but did not take the medicine. Zhang Buyi paused and explained: "The poor Taoist Zhuang Zhengsong, who practices Taoism at Qingyu Temple in Massachusetts, is not evil..."

"Although the old Taoist is reclusive, he still knows the orthodox monks of the Taoist sect in Massachusetts. Moreover, even if he didn't know the name of Taoist Master Zhengsong before, the old Taoist has been very familiar with it recently." The old Taoist looked pale and said with a smile:

"It's not that the old Taoist can't trust the Taoist Master, it's that the old Taoist's heart has been broken. The reason for persisting until now is because of his profound cultivation.

Now that I have vented my anger, it is probably only the arrival of the Great Luo Immortal that can save the old Taoist, so I won’t waste the Taoist Master’s elixir.”

Zhang Buyi frowned slightly when he heard this. At this time, Chen Lianfang also checked the results and said in a voice without any emotion: "It's hopeless!"

"That's what fate is!" The old Taoist didn't care much about this, smiled, and said: "Can the old Taoist have the audacity to ask Taoist Master Zhengsong?"

Zhang Buyi's heart moved slightly, and he said calmly: "Tell me about it? It can be done, I will try my best."

The old Taoist priest did not speak immediately. He forced a little bit of spiritual power, and during the fluctuation, he called into the Taoist temple: "Yuanlu, come out!"

"Master..."

After hearing the call, an ordinary little Taoist priest who looked about seven or eight years old ran out of the Taoist temple covered in blood.

Judging from his appearance, he should not be injured, and the blood was obviously not his own. At this moment, the little Taoist priest's eyes were red from crying, and he threw himself into the arms of the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest touched the other party's head and said to Zhang Buyi: "I, Bai Tuo Temple, have completely lost my inheritance now. I don't ask the Taoist priest to help me continue the inheritance. I just want to give my little disciple a position as a Taoist boy."

How is it?"

Zhang Buyi listened to the words of the old Taoist priest and felt a little happy in his heart. He nodded calmly and said, "They are both from the Bashu Taoist sect. The poor Taoist will definitely accept him as his direct disciple!"

"Taoist Master Zhengsong is indeed as righteous as the rumors say, Yuan Lu, why don't you hurry up and become a disciple!" the old Taoist priest said.

"Master, disciple..." Wang Yuanlu cried and wanted to speak.

"You bastard, do you want this poor Taoist to die in peace?" The old Taoist priest, who was afraid that his disciple would say something bad, angrily interrupted Wang Yuanlu's words.

While Wang Yuanlu was crying, he knelt on the ground silently, kowtowed to Zhang Buyi, and said, "Yuanlu pays homage to the master!"

Zhang Buyi didn't refuse and accepted the gift calmly. Isn't that why he traveled across half of Massachusetts?

【Fate +5!】

[Value +27%]

[Successfully recruiting a disciple, please train carefully, your achievements will determine the evolution of this compilation!]

Feeling the information in the book, Zhang Buyi breathed a long sigh of relief. He had finally completed his apprenticeship, and his subsistence allowance was guaranteed!

When the old Taoist priest saw Zhang Buyi accepting Wang Yuanlu's offer to become a disciple of Dali, his tense face was relieved.

And his pale complexion, which was originally bloodless, began to turn rosy again, and his whole person seemed to feel relaxed. He looked at Zhang Buyi and said:

"The old Taoist somewhat wants to force the Taoist priest morally on the basis of the little baby's life and great righteousness, but I still ask the Taoist priest to see that his time is running out and he is eager to protect his disciples..."

Zhang Buyi raised his hand to stop the other party's words and said: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to explain. Pindao said that he is from the Bashu Taoist sect. This is the right thing to do and there is nothing against his will. If not, you can even renounce yourself in front of Pindao."

, even a poor person will not respond."

"Taoist Master Gao Yi!" Zhang Buyi's plain words made the old Taoist priest show a little smile and said: "I don't have anything to reward the Taoist priest. I only have a decent inheritance in Guanli, a book of exercises and a technique.

I have given all my secret skills to my disciples.

After the Taoist leader returns to Qingyu Temple, he can just let the round urn come out silently. This is the meaning of the old Taoist, and there is no attempt to seize the inheritance."

Zhang Buyi nodded and agreed to take this as a reward without delaying.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Wang Yuanlu and said, "Do you remember what the old Taoist told me before?"

"Disciple remember!" Wang Yuanlu cried.

"That's good. Then I will tell you one last thing, master. That is, you are not allowed to take revenge before you are strong enough. Your senior brother and master don't want you to report and grab territory before you are stable down there...

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As the old Taoist priest spoke, his breath became weaker and weaker. Before he finished speaking the last words, he lost his voice.

"Master!!!" Wang Yuanlu threw herself into the arms of the old Taoist priest, crying sadly.

Zhang Buyi shook his head and said nothing more. Instead, he turned around and came to the two paralyzed men in cloaks and said: "It's summer in the four countries. Judging from your appearance and dress, you don't look like Tsarist Russia.

So tell me, are you from the United States or France? How many people are here this time and what do you want to do?"

As he spoke, Zhang Buyi noticed that the people on the ground were motionless.

He frowned slightly and kicked the opponent gently, but found that there was still no movement from the opponent. Chen Lianfang, who was beside him, bent down to check, and then said without any emotion: "I bit my fangs and it's gone!"

Zhang Buyi looked to the other side, Chen Lianfang stood up and looked over, shook his head and said: "It's gone too!"

Zhang Buyi frowned and opened the other party's black robe. He was typically tall and strong, probably because he had been on the boat for a long time. He was also a bit slovenly and had a strong fishy smell.

"This method is a bit like American agents, but in this era, we don't want agents to cause chaos, right? Killers? Gangs?" Looking at the two people, Zhang Buyi frowned.

"I shouldn't have told him that I cut his spine, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the poison immediately." Chen Lianfang said indifferently, not as if he had discovered his mistake, but as if he was describing a situation, and his words were like a robot.

Zhang Buyi shook his head and said: "Forget it, given their status and the circumstances of this era, these two people don't know much."
Chapter completed!