My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

Li Qingzhou was quite enlightened on this trip, so he went to retreat and practiced, leaving the little monk Fakong alone.

"I realize it by myself? How do I realize it? Forget it, let's find a place to live first. Qingyun Peak is so empty, so it's just a good choice."

The little monk Fakong scratched his bald head, put his hands behind his back, and took a sloppy pace. His slightly bloated body was extremely flexible, and he walked around the entire Qingyun Peak.

In the distance, the young monk Fakong saw a puppet decorated with a handyman's costume opening the formation restriction of the medicine garden, and a radiance suddenly filled the air.

The medicine garden is full of all kinds of precious elixir. Each elixir is crystal clear and radiant. Most of them are thousand-year-old elixir. There are even some ancient medicines that are more than ten thousand years old. Shenghui, aura can not be opened.

"So many elixir? Could it be that Qingyun Peak was once a saint's dojo?" The young monk Fakong widened his eyes in shock.

Thinking of Li Qingzhou swallowing Huitian Pill like a sugar pill, the little monk Fakong's eyes were full of fire, and this time he really hugged his thighs!

The handyman puppet finished watering and sealed the medicine garden again. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary medicine garden, with all kinds of elixir half-dead.

"Master is really stable!"

The young monk Fakong sighed with emotion, left the medicine garden, and began to stroll on the entire Qingyun Peak.

As he walked, little monk Fakong gradually let go of his mind. He sensed that the various avenues between heaven and earth became clearer and clearer. Sitting down cross-legged.

At this time, the young monk Fakong had a solemn appearance, his body was like jade, his blood and bones exuded a crystal luster, and his whole person looked extremely sacred.

The little monk Fakong roamed in the ocean of the avenue, feeling the most original power between heaven and earth. A peaceful Buddha light shone from the back of his head, and another golden Buddha phantom emerged from the void, compassionate and peaceful, and it became clearer and clearer. , there is a faint sound of Buddhist Chan singing.

With the passage of time, behind the many golden Buddhas, a black Buddha appeared again, sitting back to back with the golden Buddha in the void, ferocious and evil, revealing a bloodthirsty devil, as if to extradite people to hell.

The little monk Fakong completely let go of his mind, without any scruples, his mind merged into the ocean of the Dao, and created his own exercises.

Qingyun Peak once again returned to its former calm.

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At this moment, in a void tens of thousands of miles away from Taicang Divine City, a jade-green jade shuttle-shaped flying magic weapon streaks through the air like a streamer, accompanied by clouds and mists around it.

This jade shuttle seems to be only about a zhang in size, but the interior space is very wide, like a huge cave, as warm as jade, and the rays of light flow.

There are five people in Yusuo, Liu Xinghe, Jiang Chuxue and others who attended the Tianjiao party.

Fang Yunzhao of Husha Peak said with some dissatisfaction: "Do we need to go back in such a hurry? The conflict between Wanjian Saint Son and Qingyun Peak's lineage will not bring anger to us, right?"

Jiang Chuxue was as cold as smoke, and said in a calm tone: "Be careful sailing the ship of ten thousand years, it is better to be cautious, no one wants to encounter any danger, it is best to return to Xuantian Holy Land smoothly."

"Everyone be careful!"

Liu Xinghe suddenly opened his mouth, two dazzling luster flashed in his eyes, and said solemnly: "I feel the body of the sword, and there is a strong swordsman fighting in the distance. It may be that Qing Yunfeng's classmate was attacked!"

Everyone was shocked, Jiang Chuxue frowned and said, "Are we going to help?"

"No! Let's take a detour! That kind of kendo fluctuation can easily kill all of us! We can't interfere in a battle of that level! I believe Master Ye and the others can handle it!" Liu Xinghe shook his head decisively.

"Okay! I'll control Liu Yunsuo to change direction!"

Lu Haoran of Zixiao Peak raised his hand and shot all the divine power towards Yusuo.

Yusuo formed a beautiful arc in midair, changed direction, and galloped towards the horizon.

Before long, they had escaped thousands of miles away, and everyone in the jade shuttle relaxed a little.

"It should be safe now... not good! Quick flash!" Before Liu Xinghe could finish a sentence, his face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice to remind him.

Lu Haoran pushed Yu Shuo with all his strength, and Yu Shuo's speed suddenly increased a lot, and it avoided a sword light from the sky.

A white-haired old woman suddenly appeared in front of Yusuo, dressed in a gray robe, with a black sword suspended above her head, cold and murderous.

"Great!" Lu Haoran exclaimed and had to stop Liu Yunshuo, his face extremely ugly.

Sure enough, they were targeted!

Liu Xinghe's figure appeared above Yu Shuo, staring at the great power opposite him, and said loudly: "We are the core disciples of Xuantian Holy Land, why do you want to stop me from going?"

"It's the people of your Xuantian Holy Land who are killed!"

The white-haired old woman drank coldly, and the black sword burst into a jet-black light, quickly shuttled through the void, slashed towards the jade shuttle, the sword energy pierced through the air, and the waves rolled in fury.

Liu Xinghe and others all changed color. At this moment, they all clearly felt that the surrounding space was completely stagnant, and the nearby space was blocked by this sword.

"Fight! Great Void Sword Slash!"

Liu Xinghe shouted loudly, and the divine power of his whole body was poured into the ancient starlight sword behind him without reservation.

A sword fell, and a faint energy in the void was activated, forcing the space blockade to open a gap.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yunzhao slammed out a fist, and a black tiger with suffocating energy rushed out of his fist. The tiger's claws were intertwined, tearing the gap even more.

Then, a glacier and a cloud of fire flashed, and the power of ice and fire tossed, completely shattering the space blockade here.

It was Jiang Chuxue and Chen Xi who shot together.

"Walk!"

Lu Haoran burst into a drink, a dazzling purple glow burst out from his whole body, wrapped the five people, and escaped from the jade shuttle.

"boom!"

The black sword slashed on the jade shuttle, and the jade shuttle was instantly torn apart, and the escaping sword qi left black holes as thick as buckets on the ground below.

"Wow……"

The five of them vomited blood at the same time, and they were only swept away by the escaping sword energy, and they broke their body protection and were injured in one stroke.

Among the five of them, they didn't even have the Primordial Spirit Realm. Even if they tried their best, they barely escaped a blow, but they were all injured.

"Who is Your Excellency? Aren't you afraid of Xuantian Holy Land's revenge?" Lu Haoran shouted sternly.

The white-haired old woman walked over in the void, her eyes were like looking at ants, and she said coldly: "The Holy Son invited the Donghuang Tianjiao, but was disgraced by you. If you don't kill you, what is the face of the Holy Son? As for revenge, You are not qualified to say that in Xuantian Holy Land!"

All five people were shocked, and they were indeed the people of the Son of Wanjian!

Fang Yunzhao shouted: "It is the Qingyun Peak lineage that conflicts with the Holy Son of Wanjian, why did your Excellency find us?"

"The Holy Son has an order, and none of the Xuantian Holy Land disciples who participated in the Tianjiao gathering will be spared! The Qingyun Peak lineage, I have someone to deal with them! Die!"

"Master please!"

Liu Xinghe shouted loudly, his brows flickered, and the figure of Xuanjian Peak's patron Gu Lingyun appeared in the void, exclaiming, "Fellow Daoist, stop!"

However, the speed of the black sword did not decrease in the slightest.

Peak Master Xuanjian turned his entire body into a divine sword that seemed both real and illusory, with a vast power of the void, forcibly facing the black sword.

"boom!"

A huge roar came out, the black sword's slashing potential was blocked, and the divine sword transformed by the peak master Xuanjian disintegrated on the spot.

"You have only a handful of great powers in the Xuantian Holy Land. The incarnation of the spiritual sense of the great power realm, how many can you have on your body?" The white-haired old woman sneered, and the black sword fell again.

Everyone's faces showed despair. Just as the white-haired old woman said, there are not many great powers in Xuantian Holy Land. Each great power will only leave a spiritual incarnation on the most outstanding disciple, and others have never had it.

The incarnation of the spiritual sense of the Great Power Realm, only Liu Xinghe has that one, and he was just beheaded!

The situation is now precarious!

At this critical moment, a blue-robed old man with white hair and beard suddenly appeared in the void, pointing like a sword, a splendid sword light flashed, slashing at the white-haired old woman, and the sword light moved around the sky.

The white-haired old woman's face changed greatly, and she quickly recalled the black sword bodyguard.

"Keng!"

The sword light hit the black sword, and the black sword flew out on the spot.

The speed of the sword light did not decrease, and it flashed past the white-haired old woman.

The figure of the white-haired old woman froze in mid-air, Yuanshen rushed out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover and asked abruptly, "Who is Your Excellency?"

"Huashan, the wind is clear!" The old man in green robe responded indifferently.

Who is Feng Qingyang?

What kind of mountain is Huashan?

The white-haired old woman's Primordial Spirit was full of doubts and wanted to ask something, but when she opened her mouth, there were sword wounds on her Primordial Spirit, which collapsed silently in the void.

This figure is naturally Ye Chen's backhand.

Ye Chen didn't want to implicate other disciples in Xuantian Holy Land because of his Qingyun Peak lineage. Before coming down from the Falling Holy Mountain, he left an incarnation puppet on them in case of emergency. At this time It just happened to be used.

"Thank you for saving your life, senior!" Liu Xinghe and others thanked the old man in green robe.

The old man in green robe did not respond, and his figure floated away.