Diary of the life of a working wizard

A chirping sound resounded across the sky and the earth. The big red bird flapped its huge flame wings, and the ice and snow melted in a blink of an eye. Even the silver ice dragon made a crackling sound, and in a moment, the original shape of the flying sword was revealed.

"Mid-grade spiritual weapon!" Bai Potian's expression suddenly changed. He looked at the big red bird transformed by the Suzaku Demon-Slaying Sword, with a trace of greed in his eyes.

Although Bai Potian is the leader of the Longmen Sword Sect, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of Wanxiang, and is only one step away from entering the realm of Tongxuan, the magic weapon he uses can only be called a spiritual weapon.

"It's quite discerning! It's a pity that I don't know how to teach my son!" Xia Yunjie said with a look of regret on his face and shook his head.

"Are you the leader of Wu Xian Kingdom? Is it you who ordered Tie Ying to kill my son?" Xia Yunjie's words were like a needle piercing Bai Potian's heart, causing his whole face to twist and he looked at Xia Yunjie fiercely. , said coldly.

"Those who kill will always be killed. If your son wants to kill my men in my territory, you can't blame me for ordering him to be killed." Xia Yunjie said calmly.

"Since you ordered people to kill my son, you can't blame me for killing you!" Bai Po Tianmu said with murderous intent.

"In that case, I have no choice but to kill you too!" Xia Yunjie said calmly.

"Haha, you are so arrogant! So what if you have a powerful magic weapon at your side? Do you think I am the Cave Master of Wansha Cave and Old Tie Ying? With your early state of Wanxiang, you dare to say you want to kill me!" Bai Potian laughed in anger.

After the union of heaven and man, Xia Yunjie's Mingfu Yuanshen has broken through to the realm of all phenomena. He just released the Suzaku Demon-Slaying Sword, which only showed fluctuations in mana, but the witchcraft power did not move at all. With Bai Potian's realm, it is naturally impossible to see through Xia Yunjie It not only has the realm of the early stage of Wanxiang, but also the late stage of Earth Witch Seven Cauldrons, and it is also the Cauldron of Kings.

"Although I am only at the early stage of Wanxiang, killing you is enough!" Xia Yunjie said calmly, since he would not go out of his way to show off his shaman cultivator's trump card.

Navigating the ten-thousand-year ship with caution, Xia Yunjie has now set foot on the wider Cangbang Realm from the Far Barbarian Island. The potential enemies he faces are naturally becoming more and more advanced. The four overlords of the Cangbang Realm that he already knows are already It is the Tongxuan realm, and who can guarantee that there are no potential enemies more powerful than the Tongxuan realm? Naturally, one or two trump cards should be kept, and all the details should not be exposed.

"Do you know what level of cultivation I am? How dare you speak so wildly!" Bai Potian shouted coldly, and the silver dragon ice and snow sword in his hand turned into an ice dragon again, and opened up the extremely cold mist, He roared towards Xia Yunjie.

Xia Yunjie glanced at the capital below his feet, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and turned into a rainbow heading towards the sky.

This Bai Potian not only has the late Wanxiang realm, but is also a sword cultivator. Since Xia Yunjie is not going to reveal his trump card and fight him with the early Wanxiang realm, he will naturally be unable to kill the master of Wansha Cave and suppress Tie Tie as before. The Eagle Demon King comes so easily, once a fierce battle breaks out, it may inevitably affect the city and involve innocent mortals.

Bai Potian and others could ignore the life and death of those ants, but Xia Yunjie couldn't do it.

"It's too late to think of escaping now!" Bai Potian was slightly startled when he saw Xia Yunjie turning into a rainbow, then sneered and chased him away with the tip of his silver dragon ice and snow sword.

Seeing the king turning into a rainbow and leaving, the Iron Eagle Demon King, Peng Tianwu, Elder Wang and others were also slightly startled, and then they also hurriedly chased after him.

As soon as the Iron Eagle Demon King and others left, several more rays of light rose into the sky from the capital of Mengyang Kingdom, piercing the sky in the direction where Xia Yunjie turned into a rainbow.

The auras emitted by those rays of light were relatively powerful, and the lowest ones were in the middle stage of distraction. They were obviously monks in the capital who believed in their strength and were ready to watch the excitement.

"You are worthy enough to let me turn around and run away. I just don't want to hurt innocent people." The red rainbow cut through the layers of clouds and reached the strong wind layer in the blink of an eye.

The Gangfeng is not an ordinary wind. According to legend, the Gangfeng has nine levels, one level is more violent than the other. It is also a test that all monks who want to ascend to the heavenly realm must pass to become immortals and go to the immortal world.

Lifting the clouds and ascending are only one step away from becoming a heavenly immortal and the test that a monk has to go through. You can imagine how terrifying this Gangfeng is.

The Gangfeng layer where Xia Yunjie is located is just the first layer among the nine layers of Gangfeng.

But despite this, it is also extremely cold. The strong winds are like sharp blades that can cut iron and stone into pieces in an instant.

"Injury to innocent people? It's ridiculous! The sword is a ruthless weapon, and it's the way to kill. How can you become a swordsman with your kind of mind!" A silver light broke through the sky, and a man in white clothes was as white as snow. Potian stood in the hunting Gangfeng holding his sword, with a sarcastic sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth. A series of icy killing auras emanated from the Silver Dragon Ice and Snow Sword, expelling the Gangfeng.

"Swordsman, the king of soldiers! King, how can you just rely on ruthless killing? Just by what you said just now, your swordsmanship has already fallen behind!" Xia Yunjie stood majestically in the wind, the red Suzaku The small demon-slaying sword floated quietly in the strong wind, without a trace of murderous aura, but it stayed three feet away from all the strong wind and could not move forward.

"The way of a king!" Bai Potian was shocked, and the sarcastic sneer on his face finally turned serious.

There are thousands of Tao, and the same Tao also has superior and inferior methods. It all depends on the practitioner’s understanding.

One sword can defeat all kinds of magic. Swords have been weapons of killing since ancient times. Almost all of the truly powerful sword cultivators from ancient times are dedicated to the sword and are decisive in killing. Not to mention mere mortals, even if they are... Demons, gods, and immortals would be killed with one sword whenever they stood in their way.

From the day Bai Potian entered sword cultivation, he was taught by his master to focus on the sword. Only when he can only focus on the sword in his eyes and heart, and have no other distractions, can he truly achieve success in sword cultivation. At this point, it is similar to the ancient Western religious leaders who cut off the seven emotions and six desires to achieve enlightenment.

Therefore, when Xia Yunjie ordered the Iron Eagle Demon King to kill his son, although Bai Potian was also sad, he was not as bitter as ordinary people, because he followed the path of ruthless killing, and his affection for the family had long since faded. Bai Potian is more angry, a kind of anger that has offended his majesty.

Xia Yunjie ordered the Iron Eagle Demon King to kill his son, which not only offended his majesty as the head of the Longmen Sword Sect, but also offended the majesty of the flying sword in his hand.

"Haha, the way of a king is really ridiculous! It's just a bunch of ants. As a monk of all things, you actually avoided fighting for them. You are just a woman's benevolence, so how can you say that you are a king? ?" Soon the solemn look on Bai Potian's face turned into a look of great ridicule.

When Xia Yunjie saw Bai Potian laughing at him and saying that he was a kindhearted woman, he couldn't help but show a trace of pity in his eyes, as if a god from above looked down at all the living beings who were toiling and struggling in the world.

Today, he regards a group of mortals and weak monks as ants, but he never thought that under the vast heaven, he, a master of the late stage of all phenomena, is not the same as those mortals, they are just like ants.

He laughed at them as ants, and laughed at Xia Yunjie as a woman's kindness, but he didn't know that he was actually laughing at himself as an ant, and that he regarded God's mercy on his life as a woman's kindness.

The unity of heaven and man allows Xia Yunjie to see things at a higher level. Compared with the improvement in cultivation, the state of mind is the real leap.

Just like a frog that has been living in a well, it jumps out of the well. Its jumping ability has not improved much, but its field of vision is many times wider than it was in the well.

This is the change in Xia Yunjie after the union of heaven and man.

At this time, the leader of the mighty Longmen Sword Sect, a powerful swordsman in the late Wanxiang period, was nothing more than a pitiful creature in his eyes.

"A woman's benevolence is still a human being, but if she is ruthless and cold-blooded, she is nothing more than an animal. If you don't even understand this, how can you become a true swordsman? It's just a waste of resources in the world." Xia Yunjie looked blank. Potian's eyes became more pitiful.

"Haha, what a fallacy! I want to see how good you are with the Woman's Sword, and whether you can block this ruthless sword!" Bai Potian had never been seen with such a look, and he couldn't help but be extremely angry. After talking nonsense to Xia Yunjie, the flying sword in his hand turned into a silver dragon, whipping up countless gusts of wind, roaring and opening its bloody mouth at Xia Yunjie.

Xia Yunjie smiled faintly, and the small Suzaku Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand turned into a big red bird burning with blazing flames. His eyes like fireballs looked majestically at the roaring silver dragon.

The big red bird just floated in the strong wind, and the flames burned quietly. An unruffled self-prestige emanated from the big red bird, carrying the supreme majesty of a king, making the whole world seem to suddenly become silent. .

Faced with the majesty of the king, the silver dragon, which was originally extremely fierce and powerful, actually showed a trace of panic and fear in its lantern-like dragon eyes. Its advancing huge body was inexplicably stagnant in the strong wind, and never appeared again. He lost his previous indomitable killing intent.

In fact, it wasn't just the silver dragon. Even the monks who came to watch the battle from a distance felt a kind of majesty that frightened them even though they were far away, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.

In the past, I only heard that the leader of Wu Xian Kingdom was powerful, but today I have truly experienced it personally.

The sword is like a king. Once the sword is drawn, it rules the world. There is no need to show off, let alone overwhelming murderous intent.

"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, you really have some skills!" Bai Potian and the Silver Dragon Ice and Snow Sword are connected mentally. Seeing that the Silver Dragon Ice and Snow Sword has not yet been fought, he already feels timid and his face changes slightly. However, he is a monk in the late stage of Wanxiang, so naturally he doesn't He would back down just like that, not to mention the mortal hatred of killing his son.

As he spoke, the murderous intent in Bai Potian's eyes skyrocketed, and the dragon scales on the silver dragon suddenly erupted with dazzling cold light in the strong wind, turned into ice blades, and shot towards Xia Yunjie like arrows in the sky.

The ice blade was so sharp that even the strong wind that could crush iron and stone seemed like paper in front of it, being cut and torn apart by it.

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