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Old Man Xu's Dharma moved again, and all the rules in the entire water pool were absorbed. It was true that heaven and earth were exerting pressure on him.

Chen Banxian raised his hand to block for a moment, and was knocked away again. However, there were several rules blocking his path along the way, and he was bounced back.

"Ouch, ouch!"

He screamed again and again, and finally tasted the pain of other Taoist friends before him. After all, he was still a monk with Dharma Perfection, and all the rules were at his fingertips without any effort at all.

After finally taking some time, Chen Banxian seized the opportunity and stood up: "Old man, I am not someone to be trifled with!"

I saw two doors in his body opened, one inside and one outside overlapped, and a small boat spewed out from the sea of ​​green onion summoning demon sutra!

The will of martial arts covered the sky and the sun, and the boat passed behind him, traveling through time and space!

The Feixian light bloomed, covering the heaven and earth within its scope.

This was his full-strength attack, and he was beaten several times just to wait for this opportunity!

"Dharma form?" The old man Lianpanxu concentrated slightly, but soon realized that it was not the form: "It is not the dharma form, it is just a will that is not even the soul. Why is it so condensed?"

He was a little surprised and uncertain. Although this martial arts will was weak, it would depend on how it was compared to him.

You must know that he is a major cultivator of the Dharma, and the rules of the Dharma body are not comparable to human will.

"It's not even weaker than Refining God." Old Man Xu nodded with satisfaction. Although this boy is a protector, his potential is not as strong as usual. The sect master has a good vision.

As for this boat? The means are good, but if you want to hurt him, there is still a little bit of meaning.

The old man with a beard calmly displayed the Heaven-reaching Dharma, and tried to stop him, but the boat suddenly disappeared in the void.

"Time?" Old Man Xu glared: "No, it's behind!"

What he said was behind time. Time has always been a secret realm that few people can break. Like Chen Changsheng, once you master it, you are innately invincible!

"Ouch!"

This time he screamed, his jaw was hit so hard that seven or eight of his teeth flew out.

"This comes from the attack one second later, let's see how you respond!"

Chen Banxian let out an angry voice: "Old man, come again and hit me."

He was so proud that it didn't matter if the Dharma's appearance was perfect, it was still deflated in his hands.

And he has only entered the seventh realm for two or three days. As long as he accumulates more in the future, it will not be difficult to kill him instantly.

Accumulation is very important.

"You brat, you're done!"

The roar in the pond resounded throughout the world, and the old man with a beard roared, supporting a hundred rules of heaven and earth!

This is equivalent to most of the rules in the world. The water in the pool is turbulent and countless stones are flying.

"Let me show you my special skill, Hunyuan Yi Qigong!"

"Hunyuan Yi Qigong?"

All the talented cultivators who have not yet encountered the poisonous hands in the pond suspect that their ears heard it wrong:

"Isn't that the unique skill of a man of great influence 160,000 years ago, the Venerable Panchen?"

"No, isn't it rumored that he killed too many evildoers when he was young, which led to his failure in overcoming the tribulation? The sect has always regretted that he did not leave a legacy?"

"real or fake?"

They stared at the huge Dharma statue, and the more they looked at it, the more familiar it became.

The monks have a photographic memory. They have read ancient books and studied the history of Taoism, so they are naturally deeply impressed.

"It is rumored that Venerable Qian is desperate to plow the ground with one hand and three feet to reach the world's civilization. This seems to be true!"

The major cultivators were astonished. Did the Venerable leave a legacy?

"Who's here to force you?"

How sensitive the old man's ears were: "When Daxiu fights, what are you little kids talking about? Let's go in and get beaten together!"

With a wave of his hand, the entire pond was turbulent. Chen Banxian was already involved. He saw that he would be unlucky in ten seconds, but even if he ran ten seconds ago, he would not be able to escape the overwhelming means.

"Ouch, shit!"

The turbulence of this pool of water was like the spinning of a washing machine, and they were miserable in it.

"Sir, stop it! I am Master Minghei's close disciple, and I am considered your nephew by seniority."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty hit the wrong person, I didn't say anything just now!"

"Venerable Banqian, we were wrong, don't fight, don't fight, it hurts!"

They send spells to resist, otherwise they will be blown away by various violent rules.

I can't help myself.

But suddenly, a Dharma image disappeared for no reason.

"Where is my Dharma?"

The overhaul's eyes widened, his face quickly twisted, and he slapped his thigh wildly:

"Drink! Are you a dog? How long has it been? Are you still thinking about my appearance?"

Without the Dharma image, he was swept away with an ouch and screamed repeatedly.

The old man with a beard hooked his finger and let him go, but then he blew his beard and glared:

"If you dare to commit any crime under my command, I won't punish you properly!"

But what happened next was beyond his expectation.

Chen Banxian could always find a loophole in the chaos and get close to one Dharma image after another.

With a slight click, the Dharma images disappeared with a "pop" sound, and the speed became faster and faster.

In the chaos, they were too busy to take care of themselves and couldn't even escape. They were like living targets.

"You bastard! Give me back my Dharma image!"

Some monks were so angry that they couldn't help but roar.

Old Man Xu was negligent and when he looked at the sun and moon in the pond, there was not even a single Dharma image left.

His eyelids twitched, and he saw that Chen Banxian was still dancing. His body was really strong, and such a beating would only cause a bruise on his nose and face.

Not a single bone was broken.

"Did I strike too lightly?" Old Man Xu was suspicious, but seeing the miserable looks of the other monks, he felt that... this kid was too perverted!

The Dharma Image was gone, and this big BOSS could not be defeated. Chen Banxian had already reached the top of the pool and waved his hand with a playful smile:

"Bye bye! Without the sun and moon in this pool, can Taoist sect still fight?

He put away the shrouded emperor jar, activated the time rules, jumped up from the pool, and left this world.

"Hmph, play with me!"

He hummed a song and walked out, wondering if the old man would be so angry that he would be heartbroken.

"It's all about talking about Taoism. Why do you want to interfere if you have nothing to do?"

Chen Banxian muttered that the sun was shining brightly, and that a monk in the Dharma Realm could actually help him practice. This was something he never expected.

Now there are more than 30 rules on the boat, and the aura is so powerful that he even vaguely believes that even a monk who is comparable to the eighth realm can't defeat him.

But soon, he was slapped in the face.

An old man suddenly appeared in front of Chen Banxian and looked at him sideways.

He was shocked and turned around to look at the pool. Didn't the old guy come out yet?

As the pool swayed, it was announced that Cao Cao had arrived. The old man walked out of it and looked at him suspiciously.

The two were exactly the same. He looked in front of him and then behind him. The two old guys were exactly the same.

This seemed to be a little stronger than the rules of creation. He couldn't tell whether it was a twin or a clone.

"What are you going to do!"

Chen Banxian took out the guardian token with trembling hands: "I am Chen Changsheng's guardian. Be careful if he comes to settle the score with you!"

"The sect master cannot violate the rules." Venerable Banqian sneered: "Little guy, aren't you a good runner? Can you try running again?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Banxian "swooshed" through the various spaces, activated his time ability, and escaped one second into the future!

He really gave it a try.

But the old man with a beard in front of him glared, time and space froze, and he pulled Chen Banxian out.

"Damn it, you know this ability?" Chen Banxian was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out, and he hugged the imperial jar tightly.

Venerable Panqian answered him: "I'm just using great magic power to stabilize the world. Your time rules are weird, but after all, you're still a little short of cultivation."

He reached forward and patted Chen Banxian's back with one hand, causing him to stumble and fall. He then stretched out his feet to rest on Chen Banxian's belly.

Chen Banxian's eyes were stunned, and he warned tremblingly: "I am a protector, I am a hidden boss in the city, and I know extremely powerful people, you can't do this!"

"Old thing, let me tell you! I am...

"I don't care what you are, in my eyes you are just a little kid with no hair on your head."

Venerable Banqian sneered and raised his hand, then dropped it hard!

"Ouch!"

Chen Banxian wailed, his buttocks were spread open, he hugged the emperor pot with the greatest strength in his life and ran out.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly there was no trace.

…

Ahead is the Taoist hermitage.

In this sect that only seeks Taoism, retreats are the most common places, and they must be clean here. Fighting is likely to interrupt the breakthroughs of fellow Taoists, which will cause backlash.

Taoist sect orders prohibit obstruction of other people's retreat. Those who are in mild cases will be expelled from the sect, and those who are in serious cases will be killed directly.

Chen Banxian was panting. It was much safer to hide here. He saw the retreat registration office in front of him. Isn't that a natural place to hide?

He rubbed his sore butt. Why is that old guy so shameless?

Not far behind him, there were dozens of people equally aggrieved.

"That thief is really not a human being!"

A female cultivator was indignant: "It took me thousands of years to condense such a huge Dharma image, but he destroyed it in one fell swoop."

Mengu slapped his thigh vigorously, as if his thigh were Chen Banxian: "Thousands of years, thousands of years! I finally ended my retreat and came to this damn place!"

Fenglin Tianjiao was also crying: "Brothers, if we don't get this place back, I will never be a human being!"

"Swear not to be a human being!"

The brothers and sisters cried to each other, unable to accept this fact.

They are all the top monks in the sect, Tianjiao Zhenren. Whoever meets them must say respectfully: "Hello, senior brother."

But now, within a few sticks of incense, the light has been extinguished before it can shine.

Caiyue said: "He seems to be a protector. He definitely has no backing in our sect. By then..."

All the disciples looked at him excitedly: "We use the big to bully the small, and use our power to suppress others?"

"No, how could you think so?" Caiyue waved his hands hastily. At this moment, he saw the strange colors among his fellow disciples.

He could be sure that as long as he opened his mouth, his words would be immediately transmitted to the peak masters intact.

In a few short breaths, he would taste Si Guo Di's five-hundred-year gift package.

"What I mean is that he has no elders to hide from. We can legitimately discuss with him and regain our place sooner or later."

Caiyue added the following words: "The sun and moon offensive magic weapon cannot be used in the pond, but it can be used outside."

"oh……"

The fellow disciples regretfully put away the photo crystals, and their disappointed looks made Cai Yue's mentality explode:

"What do you mean, you are waiting to use your fellow sect's head to receive the reward for reporting?"

He was so angry that everyone suffered together, right? No affection at all.

"Forget it, let's go into seclusion and cultivate the Dharma first."

These people went to register together, all talking about their resentment towards Chen Banxian.

"When the time comes, we will have to let him retreat for a hundred years... No! With so many of us, it will take at least two hundred years!"

"Three hundred years!" A female cultivator raised the price on the spot.

"Okay! Three hundred years!" Everyone agreed and walked into the retreat registration office.

One of the real people who cultivated the Geng Jin Law kept talking and walked into the main hall of the registration office at the front:

"Damn junior brother, when we get out of seclusion, we must have him...

His words stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong, Junior Brother Jin?" Fenglin followed: "Keep talking, I don't have as many vocabulary as you, it sounds cool...

His words also stopped abruptly.

The remaining brothers and sisters went in together and saw the man in the registration office...silent.

Chen Banxian quietly took out the hand that was rubbing his butt.

He looked at them with a faint smile: "What a coincidence, brothers and sisters, are you here to avoid the limelight?"

Isn’t it you that we are avoiding?

All the disciples turned around decisively: "Junior brother, you are wrong. We just finished retreat and came to take away the things we left here."

They laughed and talked to each other before leaving: "Now that I think about it, those things are just external things, so don't worry about them."

"Yes, a few sets of tattered clothes will have decayed over thousands of years, so it's okay not to use them."

Speaking of thousands of years, the voice trembled obviously.

As soon as they walked out of the gate of the retreat registration office, these people disappeared without a trace. Chen Banxian hurriedly chased them out, rubbing his eyes, they really disappeared.

"What the hell."

He rubbed his butt again, and from the corner of his eye he saw the registered disciple behind him snickering.

"Who's laughing!"

He turned his head angrily: "Stand up!"

All the disciples were sitting upright, without squinting.

"Sister, we are just ordinary inner disciples. We don't know what you are talking about."

"Yes, yes, senior sister, I see itching in your private parts. I have the best cleaning ointment here, which also has repairing effects. Although we female cultivators are cultivators, we still have to pay attention to our health and not sit for long periods of time."

"Go away! I'm senior brother!" Chen Banxian grabbed the ointment and left with anger!

He couldn't stay in this retreat place anymore. He wanted to find a pure place to rest.

…

"This retreat can't be closed. At worst, we will just be god-refining monks during this period of time, just in time to meet the sect master to overcome the tribulation."

Cai Yue and his party reunited under the Taoist Sect. There was a big city here.

There are also various relaxing entertainment measures for the monks to trade here.

"I know of a place where there are many Kun Dao, and each one is determined by appearance. Those who don't have a Taoist companion can respond to emergencies."

When the plague monk opened his mouth, everyone immediately looked at him with special eyes: "Brother, do you know the way?"

"Hey, let me tell you, that place is actually a tavern, but as long as you match the password, you can enjoy VIP services."