Chapter 299 Zhang Qianyang's wings have hardened
The old Taoist priest lived a very leisurely life in the dream. He spent most of his time with his wife, and the rest of the time fishing, playing with birds, growing vegetables, watching the clouds roll by, and appreciating the flowers blooming and falling. He was very comfortable.
Every three days, he would play chess with Elder Zhenlian. After the game, the two old men would perform a kind of boxing move that was as slow as a turtle's crawl. Their movements were not elegant and even a bit funny.
Li Daoxuan followed him all the time, trying to persuade him, but to no avail.
You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.
The old Heavenly Master’s state of mind is not bad. To be able to become a Heavenly Master, his state of mind has surpassed 99% of the people in the world. He can be called an enlightened master.
But gods and Buddhas also have weaknesses, and the old Taoist priest is no exception. The death of his wife has always been a knot in his heart. Moro seized on this point and created a perfect life for him, a life that he would have lived if he had not chosen to go down the mountain.
At the beginning, the old master might have just wanted to experience it, but as time passed, a full eighty years had passed, and his mentality had already changed imperceptibly.
Even if it is a dog, after accompanying you for eighty years, you will develop deep feelings for it, let alone the lover you once thought about day and night ?
Li Daoxuan could only calm himself down, carefully observe the life of the old Taoist priest, and try to find a way to wake him up.
It is no exaggeration to say that Li Daoxuan even thought about killing the old Taoist priest's wife, forcing him to face reality. Unfortunately, both he and Yan Tong had their magical powers sealed by the old Taoist priest, and now he is just an ordinary person.
Yesterday, he sneaked into the old Taoist priest's room while he was fishing, preparing to kill his grandmother.
But he didn't expect that the grandmother also knew the Purple Qi Yang Yuan Gong, and was proficient in martial arts. She wielded an eighty-jin iron cane with great vigor, like a crazy cane technique, and beat Li Daoxuan so hard that his head was bleeding. In the end, the old Taoist priest came back with a big laugh and rescued him.
The old Taoist asked Li Daoxuan to leave, but Li Daoxuan refused to listen, so he just let it go.
On this day, after playing chess with Taoist Master Zhenlian, the old Taoist master was practicing that ugly and slow boxing style. After the fight, he smiled at Li Daoxuan and said, "Daoxuan, do you want to learn?"
Li Daoxuan quickly shook his head and said, "Master, this punch is too powerful. I'm afraid I might accidentally kill the old lady."
He was holding a grudge during this period, so his words were naturally unpleasant.
The old Taoist priest shook his head and smiled, saying, "You are not blessed."
After the fight, Taoist Master Zhenlian left. Li Daoxuan stepped forward, took a deep breath, and said, "Grandmaster, are you really not worried at all that my uncle and master will both suffer losses, or even that the thousand-year foundation of Longhu Mountain may fall apart?"
The old Taoist priest was boxing by himself and said calmly, “I’m worried, but I still don’t want to go out.”
Li Daoxuan: “…”
"Grandmaster, my master and Nun Ningyan got married and gave birth to a big fat boy. Don't you want to take a look?"
Old people love to hold their grandchildren the most, Li Daoxuan said temptingly.
The old Taoist priest paused slightly.
The next moment, Zhang Qianyang came over with Liu Ningyan, who was pregnant, and said with a smile, "Master, Ningyan is about to give birth. Please give the child a name."
Li Daoxuan looked up at the sky speechlessly and silently raised his middle finger.
Moro, you are so cruel.
"Grandmaster, I won't hide it from you. Before I came here, Master was worried that you wouldn't want to wake up, so he told me that if you persisted in your delusion, after you died, he would never bury your body with Grandmaster's grandmother!"
The smile on the old Taoist's face suddenly froze.
"He really said that?"
Li Daoxuan said confidently, "It is absolutely true. Master also said that he would bury your bones opposite to Master's grandmother, and then find the old man who loved Master's grandmother in the past, and bury them together. You will watch until the grass grows!"
I'm sorry, Master, I have to sacrifice your reputation. The old man's condition requires drastic measures.
The old Taoist priest's face turned dark. It was the first time he had such an expression in all these days.
"Zhang Qianyang...did he really say that?"
He asked again, his tone completely different.
Li Daoxuan said sincerely: "I swear on my master's life, it is absolutely true, every word came from my master's mouth!"
The old Taoist's voice became extremely eerie.
"Good, very good. After not coming back to the mountain for twenty years, your wings have really grown stronger..."
…
“A-choo!”
Above the void, Zhang Qianyang, holding the Sanwuzhanxiexianxiong sword in his hand, suddenly sneezed.
"Strange, why do I have a bad feeling?"
He was a little confused, but he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he looked at the sword and asked, "Why did you suddenly leave the Demon Subduing Palace?"
He chased after it for a long time and finally caught the magic sword before it flew away from Longhu Mountain.
The male and female Sanwu Zhanxie swords kept trembling in their sheaths, as if they wanted to say something, but Zhang Qianyang was not its owner after all, so he could not fully understand it and could only feel a vague emotion.
A little impatient and a little sad.
Zhang Qianyang was about to say something when suddenly, a strong demonic aura rushed out from the Demon Subduing Hall. The excited roars of countless monsters could be faintly heard. Black shadows rushed out of the Demon Subduing Hall and went in all directions.
This scene instantly evoked a memory hidden in Zhang Qianyang's heart, causing his hand holding the sword to tremble slightly.
The demons in the Demon-Suppressing Hall ran out!
…
In the Demon-Subduing Hall.
Wu Dabao and others stayed by the old Taoist's bed.
Relying on the Five Directions Five Elements Formation, although there were many poisonous snakes, none of them could get within three meters, and they were all killed by the formation.
As for those demons that escaped, they did not dare to provoke the true disciples of Longhu Mountain, but ran outside in an attempt to escape from Longhu Mountain.
"Strange, why are the venomous snakes so weak this time?"
Wu Dabao controlled the formation flags and easily blocked the snake group, and said with some doubts.
Pan Dan is a master in the Yangshen realm, and he raises very powerful snake monsters. How come this time, they are just ordinary poisonous snakes?
At this moment, there was a flash of lightning, followed by a loud thunderous sound, and a figure fell from the sky, landed in front of the Demon-Suppressing Hall, and crushed the blue bricks.
Zhang Jiuxiao's long hair fluttered in the wind, and the mark of thunder between his eyebrows was faintly visible. His Taoist robe fluttered like a flag, with traces of electric light flowing through it.
He looked at the messy Demon-Suppressing Palace where demons were escaping. His eyes were very deep and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Big...Big Brother."
Liu Ningyan looked at the senior brother with complicated eyes. Unlike Wu Dabao, she joined the sect earlier and still remembered that when she was very young, the senior brother was completely different from what he is now. At that time, the senior brother was very kind and caring to her and took care of her like his own sister.
But later on, the eldest senior brother changed and became increasingly indifferent to her.
"Big Brother, the demons in the Demon Subduing Hall have been released by Pan Dan. You have the highest level of cultivation, can you go and save the disciples?"
These demons dare not provoke them, but they may not let go of the ordinary Longhu Mountain disciples. After being imprisoned for so long, they must be resentful.
In the distance, the disciples' cries for help and screams could be heard faintly.
Zhang Jiuxiao stared at the old Taoist priest lying on the bed, motionless, his eyes like a black hole, with a frightening calmness.
"Haha, Zhang Jiuxiao, you're finally here!"
A figure appeared in the Demon-Suppressing Hall. He was wearing a pitch-black robe, with a bamboo basket hanging from his waist, and had a sinister look on his face. It was none other than Pan Dan.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time. Now, let's work together to kill the old Taoist priest once and for all. Otherwise, once he wakes up, all our plans for many years will be in vain."
After Pan Dan finished speaking, he took a step forward and prepared to take action.
Boom!
A bright flash of lightning flashed, and Zhang Jiuxiao's arm was like an indestructible thunder sword. It cut off Pan Dan's right arm with lightning speed. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, dyeing Zhang Jiuxiao's Taoist robe red.
Pan Dan let out a scream.
Wu Dabao, Liu Ningyan and others were also stunned.
"Zhang Jiuxiao, why did you hurt me?"
Pan Dan covered his broken arm, endured the severe pain, and asked loudly.
Zhang Jiuxiao stared at him, with lightning flashing in his pupils.
"Who gave you the courage to release the demons from the Demon Subduing Hall?"
