Chapter 193 There is innocence outside Wudang Mountain (please ask for monthly votes at the end of the month)
When facing Cao Jin, Cheng Xinzhan was naturally ready for battle. Bai Wuchang fell into the mountains, and Cheng Xinzhan ignored him.
The Soul-Sacred Stream is in the western Hunan area of the entire Wuling Mountains. Now that the tree falls and the money is scattered, Bai Wuchang is seriously injured. Unless Cao Jin takes him back to Baiman Mountain to raise him, there will be too many enemies who don’t want him to live. "Then I'll try your weight!" Cao Jin sneered.
He originally did not want to fight with these two Taoist geniuses, but Cheng Xinzhan's words had already been squeezed into this. If he still didn't take action, he would not be able to see anyone in the future.
Cao Jin stepped on the void and his whole body disappeared instantly.
So fast!
Cheng Xinzhan's eyes suddenly widened, and Cao Jin's afterimage of the sky reflected in his pupils. In just a moment, he approached in front of him.
It was not time to cast any magic seals, and it took time for the flying sword to turn back. Cheng Xinzhan still held the fire sword in his right hand, but he didn't have time to let go. He immediately held the sword with his left hand in a way that was cut across the sword. In a moment, the empty hand became a solid hand. He pulled out "Qiu Shui" from the void and slashed at Cao Jin's neck.
However, Cao Jin just lowered his head and sank his shoulders and hit Cheng Xinzhan's chest. Cheng Xinzhan was flew backwards by a kite that seemed to have broken strings.
The inner scenes in his five palaces were all shaking, and he took action to protect his internal organs.
How come it is so fast! How could there be such a great force!
Cheng Xinzhan rubbed her chest and gasped for difficulty.
"Huh?"
Cao Jin was also a little surprised. After eating his sticky mountain, it was rare for this human race to not get stuck in his chest and not vomit blood.
The bamboo body was slowing down a line, and the Yin-Yang Flying Sword was attacking, but Cao Jin moved horizontally in the void, dodged the Yang Sword, and waved his sleeves to hit the Yin Sword. At the same time, he still had the leisure to twitch his nose and sniff, and then activate his magic eyes, revealing his vertical pupils to look at Cheng Xinzhan's body.
"Huh?"
He was surprised again, "I said, how could there be scales of my Jiao clan on your chest? No wonder it can stop me from this. This scale has roots on your body, so it was not taken away. Is there blood in your body? Is it your father or mother?"
Zhu Shin saw that Cao Jin did not attack further while his body was weak, so he did not attack again and came to guard the body.
"Ahem, you guessed it wrong. My parents are both mortals." Cheng Xinzhan replied. "Oh? Is there another Jiao tribe who voluntarily gives you scales? Are you kind to the Jiao tribe? Tell me, I may be able to spare your life." Cao Jin and Cheng Xinzhan were talking.
"That's my business, it has nothing to do with you."
Cheng Xinzhan was not grateful. Cao Jin was chased by Emei and fell into the devil's way. There was helplessness, but since he was a demon and was doing things for Xin Chenzi, he couldn't turn around. Cheng Xinzhan was unwilling to be slandered with him, and he didn't need his favor. "Haha." Cao Jin smiled. He felt that he admired this Taoist priest a little. He had good abilities and had interesting personality. But why didn't he understand the truth that this Taoist priest could understand?
He is Tao, he is a demon.
So he bullied himself in front of him again.
While speaking, Cheng Xinzhan released the fire sword in his body, took it over, sacrificed the Thunder Fire Sword high to the top, and at the same time controlled the Yin-Yang Flying Sword. The body continued to hold Qiushui, but he did not change his responsibilities. For him, the left and right hands were no longer different. His right hand was pinched at the flying Cao Jin at this moment, and he said, "Sank!"
Ripple suddenly flashed in the void, Cao Jin seemed to be trapped in a mud. Taking advantage of this skill, both flying swords stabbed in.
But the dragon's power and speed were too strong. It took only a little delay for half a breath, so he broke free and easily dodged two flying swords. Thunder and fire surged out from the tips of the swords, but Cao Jin wandered among the sky, thunder and earth fire, as if nothing happened!
Cao Jin still came to his body. Cheng Xinzhan used Qiu Shui to defend the enemy. This time he had other means to help. He survived three rounds, but then he was punched by Cao Jin again on his right shoulder, his collarbone was broken into two pieces, and his flesh was sunk in.
Although the bamboo body is supplemented with magic flying swords, the bamboo body is still at the beginning of the second level. There are always shortcomings in using these methods, and they are all easily resolved by Cao Jin.
However, even so, Cheng Xinzhan did not dare to hold Qiushui close to him with his bamboo body and let his body cast spells from afar. Otherwise, when Cao Jin knocked the bamboo body away and then approached his body, Cheng Xinzhan would not even have a way to resist.
Cao Jin laughed, "You, your magic weapons are good, but your escape skills are not very good. You can always catch up with me. Your body is as crisp as paper, so there is no way to meet someone like me."
Cheng Xinzhan naturally realized this problem. He had never fought with such a person before.
In a battle overseas, they were besieged by demons in the thunderstorm sea. Although they were also in close proximity, they were both under the three realms at that time, and their speed and strength were not much higher than that of themselves, so they could deal with the flying sword and spells and even defeat them.
But now meeting a great monk like Cao Jin really makes him helpless.
Cao Jin attacked again, and Cheng Xinzhan resisted with Qiushui, and at the same time, he did not care about the pain in his right shoulder and wanted to pinch the gesture and cast a spell again.
However, Cao Jin saw the opportunity and slashed Cheng Xinzhan's right wrist with a palm.
Cheng Xinzhan felt pain, gritted his teeth, and groaned, and saw that his right hand had been twisted to a strange angle, as if it was connected to his arm only by a layer of skin. He could no longer sense his fingers.
"I've removed your hand. It depends on how you pinch your fingers. If you dare to open your mouth, I'll remove your chin and see how you chant the mantra."
Cao Jin said with a smile.
Shen Zhaoming saw his friend being bullied like this, naturally felt very hatred. He opened his magic eyes again and saw that he was a bit reluctant to use his magic eyes, and all three of them were bleeding.
The speed of the Fa's eyes was extremely fast, and even Cao Jin could not dodge and was hit in the back of his heart. However, after a muffled groan, Cao Jin grabbed Cheng Xinzhan's broken right shoulder and raised him to block the divine light.
Helplessly, Shen Zhaoming had to put away his eyes.
Cheng Xinzhan was in pain all over his body, but his mind was still clear. The bamboo body helped Shen Zhaoming, who was almost exhausted and fell into the sky. The bamboo body heard the sound,
"Zhaoming, you don't have to stay here. Go and seek help from the soldiers. It's okay for me to be here. My two bodies live in separate souls and have a golden elixir backhand. No matter what, I will definitely escape my life. Maybe I can make a fortune."
Shen Zhaoming widened his eyes when he heard this and looked at the bamboo body. He understood that Xinzhan was already thinking that he was sacrificing his own life to re-cultivate the golden elixir.
He immediately sent a voice, "This matter is caused by me. I will approach your body now and wait for an opportunity to change you out. You go, I will drag you."
Zhu Shi shook his head, "I can live if I stay, but if you stay, I will die, so there is no need to say much."
Shen Zhaoming still had to speak, so he naturally had the means to escape from the bottom of his box, but at this time, a childish voice of a child came from the north, interrupting the two of them.
"The Eight-Armed Dragon King is so powerful, and he seems to be very proud of bullying the small."
Cao Jin blocked Cheng Xinzhan's body at this time and looked at Shen Zhaoming. The voice came from behind him. He was about to turn his head to look, but at this time a crisis of life and death lingered in his heart. This was a means far faster and stronger than the Taoist Seal of the Jingming Sect, attacking from behind.
He immediately let go of Cheng Xinzhan's body, and transformed a twelve-section iron mace in his hand, held it in both hands, turned around and fought hard.
This fight hit a mysterious sword energy.
The sword energy and the iron mace fought each other, making a roar, bursting out the magic light. The powerful spiritual energy lifted Cheng Xinzhan's body away, and he also took the opportunity to escape.
Cao Jin took two steps back, stood in the void, and said in a deep voice, "Who is coming?"
A figure came from the north, taking mysterious steps, crossing a hundred miles in a few steps, and his voice went from far to near.
"The person swept the clouds in front of Emperor Xuan's seat, and the cranes were stationed in the Zhenwu Hall;
The turtle and snake became sword spirits, and there was innocence outside Wudang Mountain."
After the poem was finished singing, the figure had already come to everyone to stand still. Everyone was surprised that the person came was a Taoist boy who was less than three feet tall and had a young face!
However, those who come sing poems have a profound meaning and simple words, so it is not difficult for everyone to guess their identity.
"Zhen Wu Guanzhu?" Cao Jin asked.
The Taoist boy's lips are red and white, and he is very cute. He is wearing a small and loose dark blue feathered dress, with a tortoise and snake embroidered on his cuffs, an ebony crown on his head, and a small sword tied around his waist. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, "
"It's my deceased, I'm sure these two people are protected."
The Taoist boy waved to Cheng Xinzhan and Shen Zhaoming, and both hurriedly hid behind the Taoist boy.
"Hehe!"
Cao Jin laughed in a bad mood, "I think the master has not yet cultivated to the fourth level, but his tone is even greater than the higher level of cultivation in the fourth level."
The Taoist boy sneered, "If you kill your evil dragon, you don't need the fourth level."
Cao Jin was so blocked by this sentence that he couldn't speak. He thought he was crazy enough, but now he saw someone even more crazy than him.
But for some reason, the dragon's eyes turned and could still laugh. "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, please give me a visitor."
The Taoist was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the evil dragon was so easy to talk to, but he was too lazy to find out the root cause, so he turned around and left, and Cheng Xinzhan and Shen Zhaoming followed closely behind.
Cao Jin really stood there and watched several people leave.
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A shout attracted Cao Jin's attention. He looked in the voice and found that it was Bai Wuchang who was still lying on the ground and moaning.
He fell down and stood beside Bai Wuchang.
Bai Wuchang's eyes were filled with resentment and evil spirits, and blood was still pouring in his mouth.
Cao Jin felt a little regretful when he looked at Bai Wuchang's miserable appearance.
By the heart, Bai Wuchang is not weak in his ability, otherwise he would not have been able to dominate in Xiangxi. However, this old ghost is in the two ways of calling the soul and refining ghosts. But today it was defeated by the Taoist priest named Cheng Xinzhan. The Taoist priest's thunder method, fire method, pure yang, rooster crow, soul concentration, salvation, and even the magnificent golden elixir. All of these things seemed to be the nemesis of Bai Wuchang's heavenly decisive.
In fact, this has a name in the world of cultivation, called Taoist enemy.
This old ghost of Jindan met his own Taoist enemy and ended up like this, not unjustly or unjustly.
Bai Wuchang was the leader of the first sect not long ago and talked about conditions with the Eight-Armed Dragon King. In just one minute, he reached this situation. Naturally, he hated him. He cried,
"Why did the Dragon King let them go?! Are you really afraid of the Master Zhenwu Temple?!" Cao Jin glanced at him, smiled disdainfully, then raised his right hand to his body and spread it open.
When Bai Wuchang looked closely, there were clearly a few long hair in his palm!
"This is?"
Cao Jin smiled, "Killing people does not necessarily mean fighting, killing, use your brain!"
After saying that, Cao Jin kicked the ground and then turned into a rainbow and left. Judging from the direction, he was back to the Southern Wilderness.
Bai Wuchang was stunned and stared at the direction of Cao Jin leaving for a while. Then he suddenly reacted and screamed in panic, "Dragon King! Why did the Dragon King leave! Take me with me, I am willing to join the ancestor of Nanchen. I am the little one, I am willing! The little one is willing-"
Bai Wuchang's voice echoed in the mountains, but Cao Jin, who had already left, could no longer hear it.
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There is a dense forest in western Hunan, an unknown mountain, and a small temple is located on it.
The mountain is unknown and hidden among the mountains in western Hunan, and few people know its specific location. The view is a small view, but there is no one offering incense to each palace and courtyard.
But this view has a great reputation, so great that everyone knows it in Wuling.
This is for: Zhenwu Temple.
In the Xiaoguan Hall, there is a statue of the Zhenwu Emperor. The emperor sat on his knees, with a compassionate face. Under his left foot is a black turtle swimming in the water, on his right foot is a Tengsnake spitting mist, and in front of the statue is a treasure table incense burner.
Cheng Xinzhan and Shen Zhaoming bowed incense and saluted.
Cheng Xinzhan's right hand has recovered. He has been practicing elixirs for many years, so it is impossible for him to not keep such elixirs like Jiegu Xujin Pills.
After the two of them bowed to Emperor Zhenwu, they saluted to Master Zhenwu.
"Thank you for your help."
Even if the two bowed, their fists were higher than those of Master Zhenwu. Master Zhenwu had to raise his hand over his head to support the two. The master smiled and said,
"It's all Taoist sects, and they are all in harmony. Do you want to thank me?" Cheng Xinzhan really didn't expect that he would be rescued by this Taoist priest whom he had never met before.
He had learned about the Zhenwu Temple from the master of Yinling Miao Village before, but he did not expect to come to the temple so soon and was saved by this famous temple master.
He didn't expect that such a famous Zhenwu Temple would be so simple that there were no disciples or pilgrims in the temple master, only the temple master.
He even unexpectedly, the legendary Master Zhenwu Temple was so skillful and looked like a child.
He said, "The Taoist priest is so kind to save his life. I dare to ask the Taoist priest's name, so that we can remember and recite it in mind." The Guanzhu waved his hand, "You little Taoist priest is so polite. You don't have to remember and recite it in mind. It's not necessary. The name is easy to say. I am a good person. My name is innocent." Cheng Xinzhan bowed and reported to his family, "Sanqingshan disciple, Cheng Xinzhan, thanks the Guanzhu."
Shen Zhaoming followed closely behind, "Shen Zhaoming, a disciple of Wanshou Palace, thank you for the master of Wenguan."
After the Taoist Master Tianzhen put his hands on his back, he smiled and nodded, "Okay, it's all my Taoist masters, they are all very good."
Then, the Taoist Master looked at Cheng Xinzhan again and said, "Your flying sword is very good, take it out and I'll take it out and see."
Cheng Xinzhan said yes, he has two flying swords, but the one who can make this person like him must be "Taodu".
He handed out the Yang sword, a solid sword light.
The Taoist Master Tianzhen took it.
It's strange that the "Taodu" that you never touch on on weekdays is lying in the hands of the Taoist Master, very quiet. If anyone dared to hold the "Taodu" before, he would definitely be burned. Don't you see, the previous Emei genius heroine can't control it.
At this moment, the Taoist Master Tianzhen was still chirping slowly with the sword light.
Not only that, the "Taodu" sword spirit also automatically manifested and turned into a pocket-sized white-feathered rooster. Standing in the sword light, tilting his head to look at the innocent Taoist priest.
Cheng Xinzhan looked at it and was amazed.
The Taoist Master Tianzhen smiled and stretched out a golden light to feed it to the sword spirit.
The sword spirit pecked at the golden light and cried happily.
The Taoist priest returned the sword to Cheng Xinzhan. Seeing Cheng Xinzhan's curious eyes, he explained lightly, "I am a combination of two magic veins of Zhenwu Demon and Lu Zu Chunyang, so I am close to this sword."
(End of this chapter)