Holy Dragon Totem

"Is there something wrong with me?" Jiang Zizai saw Feng Xiaoyao after walking a few steps, and asked directly.

To be honest, he hated to hear these boring slanders.

These people were really ruthless to the Nine Immortals. Are the Divine Spellcasters so scary?

Those obscene rumors are indeed ruthless. But this is also the indifference of human nature.

"It's up to you, as long as fewer people die." Feng Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, "People who gossip about others will be inferior all their lives, and have no future. It doesn't matter if they are useless."

"I want to ask about the Divine Spellcaster." Jiang Zizai went straight to the point.

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Feng Xiaoyao said with a headache: "Don't bother with this. If I knew, I would have saved her long ago. It's true. I've also checked a lot, but there's really no way."

"I heard that there are 'six great magic symbols' between heaven and earth, one of which is called 'immortality symbol'. Can it protect her from death?" Jiang Zizai asked carefully.

"That thing is just a legend. Where can it be found? If it really exists, maybe. After all, the magic spell was cast by the ancient gods, and the six magic symbols are also from the ancient gods. Maybe they can cancel each other out."

He probably made such a speculation to give Jiang Zizai some hope.

"Besides that, is there really no way?"

"If there is a way, why do other magic spell casters still die after working hard for thirty years? Some things are beyond human control. Think about it, just be happy, let her live happily for the next two years." Feng Xiaoyao shook his head helplessly.

"No." Jiang Zizai lowered his head and remained silent.

Feng Xiaoyao didn't say much. He patted Jiang Zizai's shoulder and suddenly smiled: "You are not bad. You just came here not long ago. First, you are the fifth-level evolution source, and now you have defeated my most talented priest. As my first priest, do you consider earning some face for your Holy Spirit Servant?"

"Are you asking me for something?" Jiang Zizai smiled.

Seeing that he said it tactfully, this is a certainty.

Feng Xiaoyao said with a smile: "This is not my business. I want you to stand up for our Xiaoyao Hall. Last year, I had a particularly beloved priest who was beaten to death by someone and had to be sent back to his hometown. That person also said that our Xiaoyao Hall was full of trash. That made me angry. I can't eat or drink until today."

"You are so thick-skinned. Then why do you smell like alcohol?" Jiang Zizai said contemptuously.

"Haha, life is hard, don't expose it easily. But, to be honest, I have been holding back these grandsons for a long time. You must help me get rid of this anger and let them see whether our Xiaoyao Palace has talents."

Jiang Zizai knew that when he got the fifth-level evolution source, he helped him stop Xuan Cang and others.

This favor must be helped.

He said it easily, but he must have been very angry. The key is that there is no disciple who can support Xiaoyao Palace.

So he said: "It is my duty to stand up for Xiaoyao Palace, but my strength is low. If there are some benefits, maybe I can be stronger."

His hint is obvious enough.

"You are such a cunning fellow. I need your help and you want a treasure. However, as your holy servant, I have never given you a gift. So, if you help me, I will give you a 'superior moon-level combat technique' after you come back. I just saw that your body skills are good, but they are star-level body skills, so the upper limit is low."

"Deal."

The body skills of the superior moon-level combat technique are already quite precious. I just let him vent his anger, and he made a profit.

"Tell me, who should I beat?"

"Not just one person, follow me to the 'Xuanwu Temple' and challenge all their priests."

"Damn?" Jiang Zizai was stunned. He must be treating himself as a god.

"That person also came to challenge all of our disciples, otherwise how could I lose all my face? Do you think that the upper-grade moon-level battle tactics are so easy to earn?"

"What realm?"

"The third level of the Holy Body Realm, or perhaps the fourth level. I just became a Holy Divine Servant, so it's normal that there are no more powerful disciples. Of course, the age limit is under 18 years old. Over 18 years old, it's no longer this realm level."

The disciples of the Divine Sect are divided into three age levels.

Under 18 years old, 18 to 25 years old, 25 to 30 years old.

At each stage, if you don't reach a certain standard, you have to leave the Divine Sect.

The standard for 18 years old here is: the ninth level of the Xuanmai Realm.

If you can't reach it, pack up and leave.

Beishan Jin and the others should still have a chance.

Jiang Zizai is now in the first level of the Holy Body Realm. To be honest, it's a bit risky, but since he has made a boast, he agreed.

"Xuanwu Hall, why do you feel familiar?" He asked in confusion.

"You must be familiar with it. This is the lair of the old turtle Xuan Cang. The one who beat my disciple was his eldest grandson Xuan Ye. He was the brother of the naughty boy you met that day. The old turtle Xuan Cang has two sons. The younger son Xuan Jun was the one who died in the hands of Jiuxian."

"If you had said it was Xuanwu Temple earlier, I would have agreed directly." Jiang Zizai's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Don't pretend. I don't believe you will go without a battle tactic." Feng Xiaoyao rolled his eyes.

At this time last year, he was shouted at by a young boy, but there was no disciple who could fight back. It was so frustrating.

He has waited for too long for today.

"However, Ling Shenshi asked me to be low-key. If I challenge, it would be too high-profile, right?"

"Don't believe him, he's a coward, low-key ass, just beat them up if you're unhappy, isn't that what you did today, a coward, can you protect the people you care about?"

That makes sense.

Jiang Zizai turned around and left.

"Where are you going?"

"Xuanwu Hall."

"Oh, you're really brave, just my style."

"I just want to ask one question, as long as you don't kill anyone, it's okay, right?"

"Yes."

Xuan Cang.

Jiang Zizai has seen him before.

His son has hurt Jiuxian so much, this family is trash.

After coming to Shenzong and knowing these things, Jiang Zizai became a little violent.

Now, he wants to beat people up all the time.

It may be the influence of the new totem, but there must be anger in his heart towards the word fate.

He and Feng Xiaoyao shuttled through the streets of the Beast God Palace, from Xiaoyao Hall to Xuanwu Hall.

Xuan Cang is an old holy servant. The scale of Xuanwu Hall is much larger than Xiaoyao Hall. It is magnificent and has many sculptures of Xuanwu beasts.

It is said that this is a totem comparable to the dragon. A closer look shows that it is a combination of a turtle and a snake. There is a snake head and a snake tail in the body of the divine turtle.

In the Xuanwu Hall, the atmosphere is solemn and the disciples are practicing seriously.

Feng Xiaoyao walked up. A middle-aged man came to ask, but he pushed him away.

"Xuan Cang, old turtle, your father is here to take revenge. He wants all the disciples under the age of 18 in Xuanwu Hall to roll out. Today, your father's disciples will beat them all down."

As expected, he is really high-profile.

However, repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred is so cool.

"Life must be lived like this to be truly free and easy." Jiang Zizai smiled.

People, why do you have to know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth?