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I don’t know if the previous explosion and the flames soaring into the sky severely damaged the Thousand-year-old tree demon or scared the other party. Until the dawn of the sky, there was no abnormal movement in Lanruo Temple.

After the rising sun spread all the original darkness, he found an excuse to temporarily separate from the old monk Baiyun, the old monk who was doing morning classes. Ye Zhiqiu, who had been excited for a night, came to a clearing area.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was originally curious about whether his master wanted to teach him some peerless magic, saw someone wave his hand and a bunch of urns appeared in front of him.

"Master...Master, are these urns?" Ye Zhiqiu, who had finally come to his senses after a while, rubbed his eyes and confirmed that he was not wrong, and asked with a bitter face.

"These are all miserable people who were detained by the thousand-year-old tree demon, specifically used to seduce living people to absorb yang energy, essence and blood."

Looking at the urns of large and small, Liu Rui'an looked compassionate.

"So many urns, wouldn't that mean..." Ye Zhiqiu, who had probably passed by in his heart, said angrily:

"This thousand-year-old tree demon is really damn!"

"It really deserves to be damned, but you don't have to worry about this." Liu Rui'an, who put his hands behind his back, said:

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"Your task now is to send these miserable people to reincarnate. As long as this is done, my teacher will give you some good advice."

Ye Zhiqiu, who was with the magic spell, did not take it seriously at all, but asked excitedly:

"Is it true? What magic does the master plan to teach me?"

"Do you know the meaning of "the sentence "Greedy and chew too much"?" Liu Rui'an, who glanced at the other party, was full of style.

Although Ye Zhiqiu has a personality like a young monk, he sometimes feels very cheating.

But his head was smart enough. He understood what he meant just now and said with a bitter face:

"What does Master mean?"

"Don't forget. Before you were reincarnated, you were a disciple of Kunlun and got the inheritance of Yan Chixia." Liu Rui'an, who continued to show his master's style, scolded:

"I haven't even understood these thoroughly. Do you think that even if I pass on more and better spells to you, I will definitely be able to learn? Learn the essence?"

Ye Zhiqiu was very depressed at the beginning when facing this reprimand. Not to mention the earth-shaking explosion and flame last night, it would be great to just pass a few magic tricks or give some magic weapons.

But then I thought about it, right. I haven’t even learned the inheritance given by Yan Chixia and wanted to learn new magic. Isn’t it just that I can’t chew too much?

What's more, since Master said he wanted to give himself advice, he would keep his word with certainty. If he could improve his magic spells and sword skills in his hand, wouldn't it be a good thing!

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu changed his previous frustration and said with a smile:

"The master taught me, and disciples should not chew too much."

"You're still a little smart."

Liu Ruian, who was very satisfied with the other party's attitude, waved his hand again after saying that. A golden light flashed and saw the soul-slashing sword before him inserted into the ground in front of him.

Unlike before, the Soul-Slaying Sword at this time has an ancient but rather refined scabbard, which makes people know at a glance that this thing is extraordinary.

Then he reached out and grabbed it. The giant sword that Ye Zhiqiu had originally carried behind him fell into Liu Rui'an's hand like a bird thrown into the forest.

"Do you want to scare people or laugh to death with such a big sword on your body?"

"I will lend you the Soul-Slaying Sword for now. Don't laugh so happily. If you hear it clearly, it's lent to you. Not to you!"

Let him, the newly-entered registered disciple, copy the Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, but Liu Rui'an continued to scold him with a calm face:

"If you can't satisfy your teacher in a year, then this sword will be taken back."

"If you do something ruthless, even your cultivation master will recover it, do you understand!"

"Brother... I understand... I understand." Ye Zhiqiu, who felt a cold body, suddenly felt weak and kneeling on the spot, and said with sweat on his head.

"Just understand." Liu Ruian, who nodded, instantly put away the invisible aura and pointed it at the other party's eyebrows with one finger.

The next moment, the method of how to sacrifice and refine the soul to make it better flowed into Ye Zhiqiu's mind.

Although this method did not involve any swordsmanship or spells, it was still an unexpected surprise for Ye Zhiqiu.

"Delete everything on your body and do things quickly and don't let your teacher down, do you know?" Liu Rui'an, who took back the criticism, instructed.

"Respect the teacher's teachings!"

He quickly packed up his agitation in surprise and joy, and Ye Zhiqiu took off all the fragments on his body.

Ye Zhiqiu was not bad about the sword box and magic spells he had already carried on him, but instead he was a little reluctant to leave when he let go of the soul-killing.

It was exactly the opposite of the other party's idea, Liu Rui'an didn't take the Soul-Slaying Sword seriously at all.

Just kidding, Liu Rui'an's space equipment stores a lot of weapons forged using magic (the magician's apprentice), magic (mummy), spells (mummy) and technology.

Just a long sword with the shape of a soul-killing sword, let alone giving it to an apprentice, it is enough to equip an army, so it would be strange if you can care about it.

But the sword box, armor and magic scrolls handed down by Yan Chixia are different. Even though the power of these things is not necessarily stronger than the mysterious power controlled by Liu Rui'an, it still has value that cannot be underestimated.

After waving his hand, Liu Rui'an, who left the Soul-Slaying Sword, said slowly:

"Stay the sword so as not to hide evil spirits in these urns."

"Thank you Master." Ye Zhiqiu, who was still a little reluctant, immediately kowtowed with a smile, and then happily carried the Soul-Slaying Sword behind him.

As a result, just a few steps away, Ye Zhiqiu turned back and looked speechless.

"Speak if you have something." Liu Rui'an, who glared at the other party, said.

"Master, this is blue sky and sunny, these lonely ghosts can't come out even if they think about it." Ye Zhiqiu, who scratched his head, seemed to have dropped a lot of intelligence in an instant, said silly.

"I still know that I'm not ridiculous enough to tell the difficulties, rather than doing it all by myself."

After saying that, Liu Ruian, who glanced at the other party, walked straight to the side and pointed at the desolate ground.

The next moment, the ground vibrated, and the originally solidified soil and sand instantly became like waves.

Then, in Ye Zhiqiu's shocked and ecstatic eyes, a stone house stood up in just over a dozen breaths.

Just when Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were radiating, he was yelling at what time he could be so powerful, the old monk Zen Master Baiyun's voice came from the direction of Lanruo Temple:

"Amitabha, Taoist master has great supernatural powers!"

"It's just a trick of carving insects. I'm really showing off my skills in front of the master's sect." Liu Rui'an, who had long noticed the other party, turned around and bowed his head and smiled.

"The Taoist priest was joking." The old monk Baiyun, who had returned a tribute, also put his face on his face and ordered:

"Shifang, why are you doing there? Why don't you go and help?"

"Ah? Oh, I know the master."

Unexpectedly, Shifang, who had also tried to exert his strength, was stunned for a moment and walked up to help.

Knowing that the old monk came here, it was definitely something that was wrong, and most of it was Liu Rui'an, who was related to Lanruo Temple. He immediately took the initiative to hand over the matter of saving the urn to the two children, and he walked aside with the other party and started chatting.

"The Taoist priest has immeasurable magical powers, I wonder what plans are for Lanruo Temple?" The old monk who walked aside asked straight to the point.

"Plan?" Liu Rui'an, who knew that the other party would ask, said calmly:

"This place has been a disaster for a long time, so it is better to erase it in my opinion."

Regarding this reply, the old monk Zen Master Baiyun nodded decisively and said:

"This method is great for good."

Although this Buddhist monk with extraordinary cultivation is also a Buddhist monk, he really looks more similar to the Buddhist Dharma Protector Vajra.

He seems to be very calm on weekdays, but in fact he is quite popular. He can't see any so-called compassion and pedanticity when he starts to do it.

Otherwise, in the original plot, I would not have hesitated at all and started with the Thousand-year-old tree demon. In the end, I even helped my disciples to achieve the golden body of the Arhat to kill the Black Mountain Talent Monster. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!