"Congratulations to Daoyou for receiving a good apprentice."
An extremely slight, weak and soft voice sounded faintly.
Ji Hao stood up and looked at the place where the voice came from, under an ancient pine tree more than ten zhang away, a middle-aged Taoist with long hair and bare feet was leaning on the ancient pine, looking at this side weakly as if he hadn't eaten enough.
The Taoist was born yellow-skinned and thin, and the burlap robe on his body hung on the thin body, and it made a loud noise when the wind blew.
He held a bamboo cane in his left hand, and a few sparse bamboo branch chairs on the bamboo knots, on which hung a dozen bamboo leaves.
This bamboo cane is also the same as this person, yellow-skinned, thin, sickly, and listless.
Yu Yu Daoist looked at the Taoist coldly and was silent, while the Taoist looked at Ji Hao and praised softly: "If you are really a good disciple, a good disciple is not more than a hundred years old, and the mana of Taoism is comparable to those who have cultivated for thousands of years."
Ji Hao raised his eyebrows, Yu Yu Daoren's cultivation was actually worthy of the thousand-year-old hard work of ordinary cultivators The Yuan Shen manifests outside, can wander freely out of the body, and is not afraid of the wind blowing, not afraid of the sun exposure, Ji Hao knows that this realm should be very remarkable, but he really doesn't know that it will take some people thousands of years of hard work to cultivate to this level.
Yu Yudao put his palms on his knees, patted his knees lightly with both hands, and shouted coldly: "Poor Dao has created his own apprentices, what do you have to do?"
With a flip of his palm, he touched the wine jar that Ji Hao brought just now, and Yu Yu pulled out the stopper, and poured it down with a sip of wine.
He wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, looked at the man coldly and shouted: "This little apprentice of Poor Dao is filial and capable, and he is so smart and clever, Poor Dao is willing to make him You say this, is it envy or jealousy?"
Ji Hao and Ah Bao looked at the wine vat in Yu Yudao's hand at the same time.
At the same time, they rolled their eyes and glanced at each other, Master, you said that you would quit drinking for three days, and then you will quit drinking The Taoist gently shook the bamboo cane in his hand, and said with a sad face: "It's not envy, it's not jealousy, it's sadness."
With the power of Taoist friends, he got such a good disciple.
It makes sense to spend a little effort to make a difference.
It's just a poor disciple."
As soon as the bamboo battle flickered, there were countless bamboo canes in front of Ji Hao's eyes, and a terrible pressure struck, Ji Hao's body shook, and suddenly it was dark in all directions, and he couldn't see anything except the bamboo shadows in the sky.
Despair, boundless despair struck, and in addition to that, all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of Ji Hao.
All perception is completely cut off.
With such a strong sense of despair, Ji Hao's newly born Yuan Shen suddenly collapsed, and he was about to collapse because of boundless despair.
An angry roar struck, a sword roar woke up Ji Hao's primordial spirit, and the endless bamboo shadows in all directions shattered, Ji Hao suddenly opened his eyes in shock, only to feel that he was sticky, and his body was already covered with cold sweat.
Yu Yu Daoist held a clear and flawless cyan sword light.
Like a mad tiger, chasing the man, he was slashing and chopping.
The Taoist looked solemn and stepped on the mysterious steps.
It seems to be a slow movement, but it has infinite mysteries.
His figure swayed from side to side, narrowly avoiding the sword light that Yu Yu Daoist seemed to slash at randomly.
The two chased and fled, flashed and slashed, and moved and changed within a radius of several feet.
Ji Hao just glanced at the figures of the two, and suddenly felt as if there were endless desolate stars smashing down in a chaotic manner.
Countless mysteries filled the Yuan Shen, and it was so blocked that his Yuan Shen almost collapsed, and he almost didn't vomit out a mouthful of blood.
Every seemingly crude action of Yu Yu Dao and that Dao person contains infinite heavenly opportunities, and Ji Hao is now cultivating.
But they couldn't even bear the slightest hint of heavenly afterglow revealed by one of their movements.
Ji Hao hurriedly turned his head and didn't dare to look at the movements of the two.
The two chased and fled for three or five breaths, and suddenly Ah Bao, who was standing on the side, let out a soft drink, and his figure flashed to the side of the man, his right hand was like a copper hammer, and a punch was thrown out lightly.
Ji Hao looked at this punch and couldn't help but widen his eyes, in Ah Bao's punch, Ji Hao faintly saw a shadow of a blow that opened the sky.
However, Ah Bao's blow is obviously not as subtle as the heaven-opening blow taught by the phantom, but there are more of Ah Bao's own heavenly dao perceptions, and the mystery in it is different from the heaven-opening strike.
The fist mark flashed, and with a bang, the Taoist was punched in the shoulder by Po.
The expression on the sad face of the Taoist finally changed slightly, and a trace of anger arose, and he hit Ah Bao with a backhand.
Ah Bao snorted coldly, and met it with a simple single fist that did not dodge or dodge, and a muffled sound was heard, the Taoist body did not move at all, and Ah Bao's body trembled slightly, and he took three steps backwards in a row.
Ji Hao's eyes widened in shock, Ah Bao's cultivation was so strong The person who was able to put the right one with Yu Yu Dao slapped it with one palm, and Ah Bao actually only took three steps back With a snort, the man took a punch from Ah Bao, and gave Ah Bao a palm, and the flawless action finally showed a trace of cracks.
Yu Yu Daoren's long sword fell, and the Daoist's left sleeve was cut by a sword A crack a foot long, and the sword light grazed his wrist, cutting a half-inch-long wound.
With a sword in hand, Yu Yu Daoren put away his sword and retreated, his hands in his sleeves and sneered.
The Taoist looked at the wound on his wrist with a sad face, only to see that the skin and flesh in his wound were as moist and shining as glass, and there was a strange fragrance of lotus flowers gushing out of the wound.
With a light sigh, the wound on the Daoist's wrist healed rapidly, leaving no trace.
"It's been a long time since I've been hurt."
The Taoist straightened up his waist, which had been a little soft, and squinted at Yu Yu Daoren.
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"Poor Dao can make you hurt a little harder."
Yu Yudao grinded his teeth and giggled, and the ten fingers in his sleeves were beating rapidly like cramps: "You know, Poor Dao has an old problem with itchy hands" The Taoist was silent for a moment, and after a while, he glanced at Ah Bao and sneered: "You master and apprentice joined forces to hurt the poor Dao with a sword, which is not a skill." ” Yu Yu Daoist smiled more and more brightly, he blinked his eyes, and said very maliciously provocatively: "Nacheng, poor Dao and Ah Bao join forces, you call ten or eight personal disciples to come over, and whoever loses in our big fight will crawl back to their own dojo on all fours, how?"
The Taoist was silent again.
He glanced at Ah Bao deeply, and said with a sad face: "Poor Dao disciple, if you can't find someone who can deal with Ah Bao Dao, you don't have to try." ” Yu Yu Daoist laughed so much that the two rows of white teeth were exposed: "Try it, maybe among your disciples, there is a sudden great advancement in the Humane Law, maybe some of them are not even their opponents in the Poor Dao, try it, it's better to try."
The face of the Taoist became more and more sad, he glanced at Yu Yu Taoist faintly, and said lightly: "Let's get down to business."
Yu Yudaoren's smile narrowed, and he said indifferently: "Say" :