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Huaxia Jiu did not dare to be negligent, so he bowed to the compartment where the sound came from one side, and then said, "My younger Huaxia Jiu, just advanced to the Pill Realm three months ago, so I want to choose a magical magic and go back to practice."

"What! You were only promoted to the Huadan Realm three months ago. Could it be that my Netherworld lineage finally got disciples again after a hundred years?" The old man was a little surprised and said in a hurry.

Hua Xia Jiu was stunned again when he heard this, thinking that this senior was afraid that he would only focus on practicing in a closed door and ignore the things outside the window. However, it may also have something to do with the fact that the place where the Netherworld Sutra seems a bit deserted.

Hua Xia Jiu was thinking a lot, but he would not neglect the old man's questioning and said, "As the predecessor said, I passed the iron chain test three months ago and worshipped us in the Netherworld lineage."

As soon as Huaxia Jiu finished speaking, the old man's voice in the compartment rang out again with some excitement: "Hahaha——I, my Netherworld lineage, finally got my disciples again. I thought that the thousand swords of the ghost made our Netherworld lineage seriously injured, but it almost cut off the inheritance of the Netherworld lineage. The heavens saw that it was pitiful, and today my Netherworld lineage finally got my disciples again."

After hearing the old man's sharp and excited words, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, without waiting for Huaxia Jiu to say anything, the old man shouted again: "Boy! Let's worship the disciples in the entrance hall with you, how many people have worshipped me in the Netherworld Mountain."

Huaxia Jiu smiled bitterly and said, "Senior! Only the juniors worshipped us in the Nether Mountain this time!"

After the Chinese Jiu finished speaking, he waited for more than ten breaths this time, and a deep sigh came from the compartment. Then the old man said with some emotion: "Yes! I almost forgot that the throne was forced by those bastards and modified the damn Nether Chain's test ban. It would be a blessing that you could pass the test alone this time, so how could there be others?"

"Hey! No! I remember the headmaster once said something, um! I remembered that your kid's qualifications should not be worse than those of the Gugui's Killing Thousand Swords. Could it be that those on the Netherworld Mountain did not accept you as their personal disciples? Otherwise, why would you still have to choose magic from the Sutra Pavilion?" Before Huaxia Jiu could speak, the old man talked to himself alone, and then suddenly asked at the end.

Huaxia Jiu's bad premonition became stronger and stronger, but he still said with a tough bullet: "Senior, I have indeed been accepted as a disciple by a senior in the Asking Realm of Taoism, but————”

"Nonsense! A disciple who you cherish so much as a disciple, since you have been accepted as a personal disciple by the Dao Realm Powerful Art, how could a small magical power of the Dan Realm come to me to choose? Humph! Tell me, your master is that person! He is so irresponsible. Even if you are in seclusion or something, you have to make arrangements!" Before Huaxia Jiu finished speaking, the old man shouted loudly, interrupted Huaxia Jiu's voice, and said in reprimand.

Huaxiajiu had already seen it at this time that the old man not only had a deep prejudice against his master, but also had a bad temper and a strange personality.

But at this time the old man had already asked him who his master was. Although he guessed that once he answered truthfully, he might cause some trouble in choosing magical powers and magic. But how could he lie or avoid the matter between master and apprentice? He could only honestly say: "Senior! The junior master is a ghost."

As soon as Huaxia Jiu finished speaking, the scene suddenly became silent. It seemed that the old man in the compartment had been immobilized, and even his breathing was frozen.

But after more than ten breaths, a loud shout came from the compartment, and a violent and powerful aura surged out of it.

With a loud bang, the wooden doors and windows on three sides of the compartment were instantly blasted by the violent aura, shattered into countless debris, and shot towards the surroundings.

When the violent aura appeared, Huaxia Jiu had already shot out of the hall gate. At this time, when he heard the countless sounds of broken wood breaking through the air following his butt, he even let out a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the main structure of the temple in the Sutra Pavilion is built with hard black stone, and there are many powerful restrictions on it. Otherwise, this would have become a ruin, and countless precious scrolls and booklets were even destroyed.

"Bastard! How can you worship the ghost who killed thousands of swords? You can worship anyone as your teacher, but you must not worship the ghost as your teacher!" Immediately after the debris, a low black shadow flew out, floating in front of Huaxia Jiu's eyes, pointing at Huaxia Jiu and roaring wildly.

Huaxia Jiu saw a series of changes just now and couldn't help but look at the black shadow in a daze.

After seeing this, with some of the true identity of Huaxia Jiu, he couldn't help but take a breath.

I saw that the black shadow looked like a human and seven-pointed monster. If it weren't for the outline of his face that could still be clearly distinguished, Huaxia Jiu would have thought it was some kind of monster or monster that could speak human language.

The black shadow can barely tell that it is a male human, although one eye has been dug out, the nose is missing a little, and the two ears are even torn apart. What makes people feel most heartbroken is that the old man's limbs were cut off all at first glance. At first glance, it is clearly an ugly "ball" of flesh, which makes people feel heartbroken.

Huaxia Jiu knew that the old man had a very high level of cultivation. Through the explosion of momentum just now, he had seen that he had a perfect state of out-of-body cultivation. This is probably the reason why the old man was so seriously injured and could survive to this day.

Huaxia Jiu was intimidated by the old man's physical appearance. Facing the old man's almost crazy scolding, he didn't know how to answer for a long time, but he instinctively flew back more than ten steps.

"You Gugui, you bastard! Because you have killed so many senior brothers and junior brothers, you are not a man, and you are not a ghost. Now you actually want to destroy the inheritance of the Netherworld lineage. I, Wang Xuanxing, fight with you." After the old man roared again, he rushed towards Huaxia Jiu.

Although the old man was seriously disabled, his strength was much higher than that of Huaxia Jiu. In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Huaxia Jiu and opened his mouth and spit out a black cloud towards Huaxia Jiu.

Huaxia Jiu was shocked when he saw this and was about to take action. He suddenly felt dizzy in his head. A black gas appeared on his soul body. He had instantly lost his ability to move, and his body was about to be covered by the black spit out by the old man.

But the next moment, the folder in the corner of his soul sea suddenly burst into golden light, and a suction force was emitted. The black air on his soul's body was instantly sucked into the folder. The soul of the Huaxia Nine was shocked, his mind cleared, and he had returned to normal and his body had recovered his ability to move.

The cold light flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to use the Gengjin spell to test his current strength.

In the flash of lightning, a slightly helpless sigh suddenly came into Huaxia Jiu's ears. Then a grand and inexplicable aura passed by him, instantly covering the old man.

The next moment, the whole time seemed to stop. Hua Xia Jiu was intimidated by the aura, and his body was unable to control himself in an instant. The old man seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and his eyes could not even move, and the roar stopped abruptly.

Huaxia Jiu and the old man were facing each other at this time, and the distance was very close, less than half a meter. Huaxia Jiu looked at the old man's distorted and ferocious face at this time from a close distance. He felt that the old man was pitiful for a moment, but the old man's actions just now were so hateful.

There must be something hateful about a poor person!

A sentence that I didn't know from that book flashed through Huaxiajiu's mind. Huaxiajiu didn't know the old man's past very well, but in his opinion, if the old man took action against him for no reason, then the old man would be very hateful to him.

A sigh, the power of a breath can freeze a powerful person with great perfection in the out-of-body realm who is taking full advantage of his full strength in solidifying in the air.

Huaxia Jiu felt very unfamiliar with the rules reflected in this breath.

One of the three powerful people in the Assassination Realm on the Netherworld Mountain took action at a critical moment. But he had seen the aura of the ghost ghost realm and knew that it was not the ghost ghost who took action. That could only be Han Xingkui or Bai Bingyu.

Huaxia Jiu quickly regained its ability to move, and the flight technique was fully activated, and it had already distanced hundreds of meters from the old man in a few breaths.

He stood hundreds of meters away from the Sutra Pavilion and looked at the old man and the Sutra Pavilion, and couldn't help feeling helpless. He wanted to learn magical powers, but why did he have so many things!

At this moment, a gentle voice came into the Nine Ears of Huaxia again.

"Come to my cave, I will pass on your magical powers."

"It turns out it's Master Han Xingkui, not Master Aunt."

At the same time, in the purple palace, the ghost sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the direction of Huaxia Jiu, put down his already raised hand expressionlessly, and then closed his eyes and entered into meditation again.

In another purple palace, Bai Bingyu sighed slightly and took back his soul consciousness.

Hua Xia Jiu looked at it and was still motionless, as if a painting was frozen in the air. He thought to himself what kind of Tao the master practiced and what kind of power the rules he mastered. A breath could actually make the perfect strong man in the out-of-body realm lose his ability to move instantly.

While Hua Xia Jiu's thoughts were turning, he flew towards the cave of Master Han Xingkui in his memory.

I saw Yougui and Jin Yinan attack before, because they directly expanded the Taoist realm and were at the same level. Although Huaxia Nine Views were surprised by the power of the Great Cultivator of Asking the Tao, they had no intuitive impression.

What he saw just now surprised him. Although the old man was seriously disabled, he was well out of his body after all. However, Han Xingkui only had a breath from the beginning to the end, which made the old man look like an ant without any resistance. It can be seen that the gap between the two was far beyond what Huaxia Jiu had imagined before.

It can be seen that there is a reason why the monks inquiring the Tao are called great monks and even semi-immortal bodies.

The supernatural powers and powers of the Dao Realm are indeed unfathomable.

At this moment, Hua Xia Jiu had a strong desire for the Dao Realm. He had already decided secretly that the next step was to understand the mystery of the Dao transformed by the Dao Talisman and give birth to his Dao Realm as soon as possible.

In the secret guess of the strength and mystery of the Dao Realm, Huaxia Jiu came to a purple palace.

Ma Dao once briefly told Huaxia Jiu that the caves of several elders were located, so he found Han Xingkui's caves without much effort.

Before Huaxiajiu could speak for him, a figure in the hall in front of him suddenly rose into the air and flew towards him.

Hua Xia Jiu looked up and saw that the visitor was a man with a star-like eyebrows, a tall figure, a handsome face, and a young thirties. Hua Xia Jiu guessed that this person should be a personal disciple of the master.

"It's Junior Brother Hua! It's indeed a dragon among people. You can tell at a glance that the future will definitely not be a thing in the pool! Well! Lu Long is here, take Junior Brother Hua to see Master." The visitor looked at Hua Xiajiu deeply, smiled gently, and said politely.

Huaxia Jiu had already noticed that the senior brother in front of him was far stronger than him. Judging from his aura alone, he was not even much lower than the disabled old man just now.

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