Chapter 858 Swear to God
Fuyun Mountain.
Fu Caier's painful cries have disappeared.
The true disciple Li Tao stood beside her, with murderous intent on his face, and said sternly:
"Second Senior Brother is going too far to bully others."
Fu Caier glanced at him, thought for a while, and gently pulled his sleeve.
"Senior Brother, don't blame Second Senior Brother, he may not know that we are engaged."
got engaged.
yes.
Today my family is here, specifically to ask for my hand in marriage.
Wait——
Junior Sister Cai'er said she was engaged, has she already agreed?
If the marriage proposal is successful, she will be his wife.
Could she be allowed to be ridiculed at will?
She was humiliated, but her face looked good?
——How can you gain a foothold in the sect in the future?
When he thought of this, Li Tao's murderous intention became even stronger.
"Hmph, Junior Sister Cai'er, just wait here and I'll go seek justice for you!"
Before Fu Caier could say anything to stop him, he opened the door and flew towards the back mountain in a flash.
After he left.
Fu Caier waited for a while, then opened the door and went out.
But he saw a master uncle in the Nascent Soul stage standing outside the door.
"I met my uncle."
Fu Caier quickly saluted.
Uncle Master was about to say something but stopped: "Li Tao, he... are you going to form a Taoist couple?"
"Uncle, please don't say that. Brother Li Tao and I have nothing to do with each other," Fu Caier said in a low voice with red eyes, "He is just unfair for me."
The uncle seemed to be relieved, straightened his body, and said in a deep voice: "Fang Yuming did something wrong this time."
Fu Cai'er lowered her head weakly: "Maybe I often ask my uncle for advice on spiritual practice, but he can't stand it and thinks there is something wrong with my conduct."
The uncle took two steps and muttered: "This guy himself preaches to many junior sisters every day. He hides his lust and slanders you, a true seeker of the truth."
"This wind cannot last long."
"Forget it, I'll go there myself."
Fu Cai'er was startled and waved her hands quickly: "Don't."
"Why?" Uncle Master asked.
"Second Senior Brother is such a talented person, I have always admired him. If he hadn't said that to me today, I would have thought——thought——"
She was a little embarrassed and her face turned red, but in the end she seemed to think of Fang Yuming's words, and her expression became extremely sad again.
Uncle Master said calmly: "Do you like him?"
"It's gone now, but please ask Uncle Master to let him go. I can bear these things alone." Fu Caier said.
Uncle Master sighed and said: "Cai'er, you are just too kind, this is not good."
Before he could finish his words, he had already soared into the sky.
Only Fu Cai'er was left in the same place.
Her eyes were blank, and there was still sadness on her face, but the corners of her mouth had turned up in an imperceptible arc.
……
other side.
Fangshi.
Fuyun leader Bai Zongmang and two Supreme Elders hid in the corner and looked at Yuelao Pavilion in the distance.
"Nineteen years old, on a blind date?" a Supreme Elder asked doubtfully.
"It's too early to aspire to be a Taoist couple. If you are so distracted, how can you practice diligently to enlighten yourself and rise to the top?"
Another Supreme Elder sighed.
Bai Zongmang was also a little disappointed.
"The journey to Qingyun is difficult. Many ordinary people in ancient and modern times have been misled by women."
"I think back when I was nineteen years old, I was determined to forge ahead, practiced with all my strength, defeated all opponents, and became the leader of the sect."
"At that age, I never thought about finding a Taoist companion."
The two Supreme Elders couldn't help but nodded slightly after listening to the leader's words.
Fang Yuming.
This kid is too impatient!
This kind of character seems to be lacking for the next leader.
"How about we consider the other true disciples?"
"That's all."
"Alas, at such a young age, I didn't want to make progress, but I was addicted to women. From now on, it will be difficult for me to succeed. It's a pity, it's a pity!"
Just when the three of them felt that their spirits were waning, they saw a flying boat coming from the distant sky and stopping in the sky above Fangshi in an instant.
A stunning female cultivator with a sword jumped down, collected the flying boat, and landed on the street.
After a slight hesitation, she played a communication talisman.
"Eh? Isn't this Song Qingsi from the Qingcheng Sword Sect?"
The Supreme Elder said casually.
"Yes, she is the number one among the younger generation. Her swordsmanship is unparalleled. It is said that she will soon take over as the next head of Qingcheng." Another Supreme Elder said.
"It's a pity that our Fuyun Sect doesn't have such disciples." Bai Zongmang sighed.
As the three of them spoke, they flew into the sky and left Fangshi.
Song Qingsi looked back.
These three old men were watching me on the street corner just now.
——There should be no malicious intent.
After all, everyone on the street is looking at me.
But——
Where is Fang Yuming?
The door of Yuelao Pavilion opened.
Fang Yuming came out and greeted Song Qingsi.
Song Qingsi returned the favor with a smile.
The two said a few words and then walked side by side towards the street.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, do you have any difficulties in practice now?" Song Qingsi asked seriously.
As a monk, cultivation is the best topic.
Everyone is free to discuss it.
Wu Xiaode said casually: "What the elders said is very simple. I don't have any problems now. I just practice step by step every day."
No problem?
The difficulty of spiritual practice is like climbing the road to blue clouds without a ladder.
Is Fang Yuming really so arrogant?
If this is the case, there is no need to eat today's meal.
"You don't mind if I ask a few questions about practice." Song Qingsi said.
"Ask." Wu Xiaode said.
"You are in the Golden Elixir Dzogchen realm, how are you going to survive the Thunder Tribulation of Infant Transformation?" Song Qingsi asked.
"Oh, just fight like that." Wu Xiaode said naturally.
The knowledge and secrets of all realms are in the inheritance of the Human Emperor and Selina.
What's there to think about in a mere thunderstorm?
Song Qingsi raised her eyebrows, feeling that this man had such a loud tone, but he didn't mean to show off, as if he was stating a fact.
Then——
Clang!
Song Qingsi reached out and drew her sword, bursting out with cold sword energy, turning into an afterimage.
The afterimage stopped.
Wu Xiaode pressed Song Qingsi's hand with his hand and said lightly:
"Young Daoist Song doesn't have any murderous intent in you."
Song Qingsi suddenly laughed.
Her smile is like the proud snowy plum blossoms blooming in winter, which is so moving and soul-stirring.
——As soon as the expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.
His secret sword for close-quarters assassination has killed countless evil cultivators, and no one can stop them.
But he caught it lightly.
He is a monk who transforms into gods.
He is the golden elixir.
The golden elixir blocks the transformation of gods.
Just based on this move, you can be sure that he is not a boastful person.
"How about another move?"
Song Qingsi said.
"No need," Wu Xiaode said frankly, "I personally have some experience in combat reactions, so it may not be fair to you to fight again."
Song Qingsi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The difference in age is three years, and the difference in cultivation level is two realms. He is still afraid that a fight will "be unfair to you".
"Just one move."
she couldn't help but say.
"Come on." Wu Xiaode was helpless.
Three hours have passed.
Only twenty-one hours left.
If Fang Yuming's fate cannot be changed, he will be obliterated by the law of fate.
In comparison, I would rather fight the devil head on.
But the matter has come to this, and we can only go all out.
A cold light flashed.
The clash of swords echoed through the streets.
The city's law enforcement monks came in a hurry, but they saw a man and a woman in the field cupping their hands together and saying:
"Sorry, please don't blame me if my hands are itchy for a while."
The law enforcement monks were a little angry, but quickly saw the two of them clearly.
One is Song Qingsi, a cultivator of the Divine Sword.
One is Fang Yuming, the true biography of Fuyun.
Take care of yourself.
"Forget it this time, next time I will invite two fellow Taoists to compete outside Fangshi." The law enforcement monk said.
"Thank you." Song Qingsi said.
"Definitely." Wu Xiaode also said.
The law enforcement monks left.
"Boy, your swordsmanship is not bad." Song Qingsi looked at the ancient sword at his waist and couldn't help but smile with joy.
OK.
I don't know where this kid learned the sword skills from, but he drew the sword with such momentum.
"I know a little bit about it, but what I'm good at is actually close combat."
Wu Xiaode explained.
Song Qingsi saw the knife on his waist again.
"What's the name of the sword?" she asked curiously.
"The name of the sword is Die Po, and the name of the sword is Huang." Wu Xiaode said.
If what he is good at is close combat...
It's quite in tune with me.
There is no need to take any exams in terms of spiritual practice, he is very strong.
——During the thunder tribulation, it is estimated that you can really get through it just by fighting.
"My sword is named Xiushui." Song Qingsi introduced.
"Good sword." Wu Xiaode praised.
"Of course it's a good sword, your sword is also very good." Song Qingsi said.
The two looked at each other.
Song Qingsi's heart skipped a beat and she silently used the magic formula to prevent the blush from forming on her face.
After walking for a while, the two stopped at a restaurant.
"Eat?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"Okay." Song Qingsi said.
The two found a seat by the window and sat down.
Finished ordering.
Tea was served first while waiting.
Song Qingsi took a sip and sighed: "This is my first time eating alone with a male monk."
"Me too." Wu Xiaode also sighed.
Song Qingsi glared at him.
At this time, she had tested Wu Xiaode's skills and determined that he was not a boastful person, so she was naturally willing to have further contact with him.
After a while, all the dishes ordered were served.
The two of them talked while eating, and became familiar with each other little by little.
When she was about to finish eating, Song Qingsi thought for a while, took out a sword manual and handed it to Wu Xiaode.
"Is this the swordsmanship of your sect?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"What are you thinking about? How dare you spread the secrets of my sect to others? This is a martial arts fighting technique that I learned through a chance encounter." Song Qingsi said.
"Give it to me?"
"Yes, after all, this is a Tao method that leads directly to the stage of divine transformation. You can practice it as a reference. It will be beneficial." Song Qingsi said.
Wu Xiaode read a few pages.
This guide is indeed quite interesting. It talks about melee fighting moves, spells, knives, swords, spears, gourds and other techniques at various levels of cultivation, as well as nineteen levels of cultivation methods.
These are enough to establish a sect.
So this must be the summary of the Demonic Cult's exercises that she stole from the Demonic Cult Holy Land when she broke through the Wanren Mountain.
"Is that so? I also have something for you." Wu Xiaode said.
He took out a jade slip, put a sword technique in the Human Emperor's inheritance that corresponded to the peak state of divine transformation, and then handed it to Song Qingsi.
Song Qingsi swept away her mind and said in surprise: "Swordsmanship!"
After a few glances, she put the jade slip away preciously.
The two were about to continue talking when they saw monks falling one after another quickly on the street outside.
"Get out, Fang Yuming!"
Li Tao stood on the street, holding a long knife and shouting angrily.
Following him were seven or eight Fuyun Sect disciples.
Everyone looked eager to try.
Trouble is still coming!
"Your junior brother is so murderous, he seems to really want to kill you."
Song Qingsi looked like she was watching a show, not feeling that there was anything to worry about.
That Li Tao only had the cultivation level of the first stage of the Golden Core, his magic power was fluctuating, and his posture when holding the sword had seven or eight flaws.
I just tried Fang Yuming's method.
With Fang Yuming's strength, killing him was like playing for fun.
"There is no way," Wu Xiaode sighed, "we missed him when humans evolved."
He waved down the street.
"Junior brother, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, come and eat."
"Second Senior Brother, stop pretending, how dare you scold Cai'er——"
"What does it have to do with you?"
"She is my Taoist companion."
"Bring me the marriage certificate."
"We will get engaged immediately——"
"You bring her here, and as long as she agrees to marry you in public, I will immediately apologize and stay in seclusion in the sect to reflect on my mistakes for twenty years."
It will come out in twenty years!
Being in seclusion for twenty years is equivalent to giving up all the power of the sect.
Li Tao was stunned, and even his anger subsided a bit.
Wu Xiaode was still smiling.
Fu Caier will never agree.
If she agrees——
Fang Yuming could not leave seclusion for twenty years, so she married Li Tao again.
——Then Fang Yuming's fate has completely changed!
I wish I could do this!
"Is this true?" Li Tao asked.
"It's absolutely true, I swear to God." Wu Xiaode said. (End of chapter)