69novels Chapter 197
Chapter 197
A few days ago.
"Yihang, you don't have to come back to Qingcheng Mountain, go to Nanjue, there will be a great opportunity there, I calculated that you will have two master opportunities in this life, one in Qingcheng Mountain, the other at the foot of the mountain, under the nine heavens, go, this way I can save your life in the future..." The inn in the border town was also hot and humid. The young Taoist read the note in his hand, put it in the cup and turned it, and the note dissolved in it.
He then raised his head, drank it all, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, "The headmaster really means what he says, the headmaster is amazing, he said he would become a disciple, couldn't you just write Wen Jiutian? Why do you always like to play tricks? The problem is, you want to become a disciple of a boy who is ten years younger than me, the Taoist master, you are shameless, but I want it..."
The Taoist rubbed his head.
When he was in Tianqi City, he used the little money he had left to invite Baili Dongjun to Baihua Tower for two nights, and then he exchanged a piece of news with Baili Dongjun.
That is, Wen Jiutian was going to Nanjue to challenge the masters of Nanjue.
After receiving the news, he rushed here without stopping.
But after waiting for many days, there was no sign of him, and his money was all gone.
He could only set up a stall nearby to help people tell fortunes and make a little money.
If Mr. Wen didn't come again, I'm afraid I would starve to death on the street.
This morning, I heard a girl and an old man quarreling across the street.
It was already annoying enough.
Not long after, someone flipped the roof of the inn.
Just tell me, should I get angry?
Wang Yihang came up with a killing move, and the peach wood sword was sacrificed, killing the swordsman.
Swordsman Lingyun lowered his head and looked at the Taoist priest in the room: "Nosy!"
After saying that, he chopped down with his toes.
"Hey, are you serious? You disturbed me while I was sleeping. You are right, aren't you?" Wang Yixing tapped his toes and jumped up. He glanced at Wen Jiutian standing on the eaves. He was stunned at first, then suddenly burst into laughter, knelt on the ground and shouted: "Master..."
Wen Jiutian and Ye Dingzhi looked at each other.
Ye Dingzhi was stunned: "Isn't this the unruly Taoist priest?"
Wen Jiutian smiled slightly: "Fate."
"Fate? I've been waiting for you here for a few days." Wang Yixing put away his sword and knelt on the ground. What face do you have? Kneel first to show respect.
His master is Lu Suzhen, the best fortune teller in the world. He calculated that he would die in the future, so he would definitely die.
He also calculated that someone could save his life, so he could definitely save it.
As the Taoist said, life is precious, and saving life is the most important thing!
Wen Jiutian rolled his eyes at him: "Get out of the way, I want to challenge the master of Nan Jue!"
After that, he casually made a move, and the sky was full of Buddha light.
"Oh, I didn't expect that my Arhat Golden Body could be used like this."
Everyone looked up and saw a three-meter-high Arhat Golden Body suddenly appeared in the sky.
"Are you from the Western Buddhist Kingdom?" The swordsman Lingyun was shocked and stepped back.
"I've said it before, my name is Tang San."
Wen Jiutian raised his mouth. If you say he is bad, he is really bad.
All day long, there are few truths.
He is dressed like a Confucian scholar, but he uses the magical powers of Buddhism.
That's fine, a Taoist priest just called him master.
What's going on?
The swordsman Lingyun was stunned, raised his horse-cutting sword, and prepared for a fight.
But he was still slow.
The three-meter-high Arhat Golden Body pressed down.
He raised his sword to block, using force, and then more force.
"Who are you?" Ling Yun shouted.
"The prodigal son of the border town, the Confucian saint of Nanjue, the Arhat of Buddhism, the owner of the wine shop."
"And the immortal master of Taoism." Wang Yixing quickly added.
"Ah, yes!" Wen Jiutian raised his mouth, "There are a few more strange titles."
With a bang, the Arhat's golden body fell heavily.
The swordsman Ling Yun's horse-cutting sword broke.
For a swordsman, if the sword is gone, the life is gone.
Ling Yun spit out blood.
Wen Jiutian ignored it and turned to look at the end of the long street. There was also a swordsman standing there, but he stood there quietly, without moving a bit.
Even though the fight here was so fierce, he did not move.
"Hey, that guy with the knife." Wen Jiutian shouted loudly.
This sound made the swordsman move slightly, but he didn't say anything.
"That's the Tyrant Sword Tan Tai Po." The girl in white robe was shocked, but she still walked out, looking at the end of the street, and said in a deep voice. "Tan Tai Po created his own Tyrant Sword, the Heaven-shattering Tyrant Sword, which can destroy the heaven and earth, with a big opening and closing."
Yu Shengmo stepped out: "He is here to kill me too."
"Xiao Yu, these people are all mine." Wen Jiutian said coldly,"So, you just need to tell me whether he is a master or not."
The girl raised her eyebrows and suddenly felt that this arrogant young man was really interesting. She smiled and said, "Dan Tai Po is a sword immortal."
"Is he on the top list?" Wen Jiutian asked.
"The top list has not been updated." The girl raised her lips and said proudly, "Bai Xiaotang may know the masters of Beili, but I am afraid they only know 70% of Nanjue. However, they are indeed powerful. Tianxia Baixiao, they are obviously from Beili. No matter how strictly we defend Nanjue, we can't defend them."
"Oh?" Wen Jiutian raised his head, as if thinking about something, and suddenly looked at Ye Dingzhi, "Ye Dingzhi, I remember Ji Ruofeng told me that if you go to Nanjue, you can go to the border town. There is an iron-faced official of Bai Xiaotang here."
Wen Jiutian frowned and looked at Looking at the broken sign of the wine shop: "Oh, I remember, it's the Border Town Wine Shop. You call out the boss here."
"No need, sir." The waiter at the beginning ran out and tremblingly bowed to Wen Jiutian, "Sir. Wait a moment."
After that, the waiter ran to the inner hall, took out an iron mask and put it on, and said proudly: "Sir. That person is indeed Tan Tai Po, and he has only been a sword fairy for a year."
"This damn sense of ritual." Wang Yihang couldn't help but curse secretly.
Ye Dingzhi walked to Wang Yihang's side and patted his shoulder: "Taoist, long time no see, this is quite like meeting an old friend in a foreign land."
"Who said it wasn't." Wang Yihang stretched his head and looked at the end of the long street, "Do you think he is pretending or pretending?"
"Hey, neither." The girl also came over and looked at the swordsman at the end, "He is gathering strength."
"Gathering strength?" Ye Dingzhi was puzzled.
"The Kaitian Ba Dao destroys the heavens and the earth, and there is only one move." The girl looked up and muttered, "My master said that this tyranny needs to accumulate strength, so people often think that it is just pretending, but I think that it is really pretending. It's okay if it meets a reasonable person, but if it is unreasonable, just kill him directly."
The voice has not fallen.
I only feel that the Weeping Blood Demon Sword in the tavern is shaking, making a buzzing sound.
"Young master, I am the unreasonable person!"
Wen Jiutian raised his right hand, and the Weeping Blood Demon Sword came into his hand.
The girl said anxiously: "He is called Tan Tai Po, not Po Tan Tai..."
"It's the same!"