After one strike, the old Daoist had obviously tested my strength. His eyes were filled with despair as he stared at me and muttered to himself.
"It's a Heavenly Master … It shouldn't be. Even if it's a Heavenly Master, he shouldn't be able to block my Destruction Sword …"
That old Daoist's desperate strike would have severely injured an ordinary Heavenly Master, even if he didn't die. That was the horror of a sword cultivator. However, he had met me. My cultivation base was several times that of an ordinary Heavenly Master. I cultivated both Daoism and witchcraft, and the True Qi in my body was more than twice that of an ordinary Heavenly Master. Although I was still in the early stage of Seal Heavenly Master, in terms of power, I was confident that I could fight anyone below Yang Spirit. At least, my cultivation base was equivalent to the late stage of Seal Heavenly Master.
Although a sword cultivator was scary, he was unlucky to have met me.
Looking at the old Daoist's dispirited and desperate face, the anger in my heart dissipated. I thought about it and put away the seal, wanting to explain to him.
Before I could speak, Ah Mo jumped up from the ground and ran to the old Daoist lying on the ground, crying.
"Master, master, what's wrong …" Ah Mo and the old Daoist obviously had a deep relationship. Tears streamed down his face as he hugged the old Daoist who had fallen on the ground, his face filled with worry.
The old Daoist smiled sadly when he saw Ah Mo. His eyes were filled with love. He reached out to rub Ah Mo's head, and his face suddenly became solemn. He said to Ah Mo in a low voice, "Hurry up and go out from the back door to find your Uncle Wang.
I can't protect you anymore. I've already sent a message to inform your Uncle Wang. Hurry up and go. You'll be safe once you see Uncle Wang! "
Then, he pushed Ah Mo behind him and struggled to stand up. He glared at me fiercely. It was obvious that he was prepared to block the fat man and me with his life so that Ah Mo could escape successfully.
I was confused by his parting. Originally, it was just a coincidence that I met Ah Mo, and coming to this small temple was an unintentional move. Who knew that as soon as the old Daoist saw me, he wanted to die together with me. At this moment, he was certain that I had ill intentions. I didn't know how to explain myself.
Seeing that the old Daoist was going to attack again, I suppressed my unhappiness and shouted coldly, "Wait!
I'm just passing by. Daoist friend, is there any misunderstanding? "
"Misunderstanding?"
The old Daoist didn't listen to my explanation. He smiled miserably. Since he was gathering his power, blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. "It's a misunderstanding … You even said you wanted to change your master. Don't think that I don't know your tricks!
I protected this child for an entire 10 years so that he wouldn't be captured by you heartless fellows to be a Sword Slave like his parents. I never expected that he would still be found by you in the end! "
Sword slave?
I was puzzled. I knew about sword cultivators, but what was a Sword Servant?
It was obvious that he and Little Ah Mo had some sort of enmity. He was hiding in this rundown temple to avoid his enemies. Today, the fatty and I had unexpectedly appeared, so he thought that we were his enemies and had come to seek revenge. That was why he was acting so fiercely.
With that thought, I felt relieved. This old Daoist was a pitiful man. I guessed his fear of his enemies had made him sensitive. That was why this series of misunderstandings had occurred.
To prevent the misunderstanding from deepening, I hastily shook my head and solemnly told him, "Daoist friend has indeed misunderstood. I didn't come here to look for Ah Mo, nor will I capture him."
"Stop pretending."
The old Daoist coldly looked at me. He didn't believe me at all. He coughed violently, and blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. He sneered and said, "The people of your Xuande Wonderland have always been hypocritical … Even at this time, you still say that you won't capture him. If you really won't capture him, why did you come to my small temple?
Don't tell me that it was an accident. I purposely built this small temple in the depths of Mount Wang Wu to isolate it from human habitation. Mount Wang Wu is one hundred and fifty kilometers away from here. Why didn't you go anywhere else but here? Do you really think that I'm a fool? "
In his anger, the old Daoist seemed to have lost his mind. His eyes turned red as he glared at me.
Xuande Wonderland … It must be one of the blessed lands. The old Daoist's cultivation base wasn't high, but his enemy was a Wonderland family. It was no wonder that he was so nervous.
Although I was angry at him, I could only shake my head and smile bitterly. I took out a pill and threw it to him. I said, "This is a healing pill. It contains my Dao Qi and True Essence. After you swallow it, the injuries in your body will recover …"
After giving him the pill, I wanted to say goodbye, but the old Daoist interrupted me. He threw the pill to the side and sneered, "It's this trick again!
That year, Ah Mo's parents were fed with mind-controlling drugs. Because they didn't want to be enslaved, they committed suicide. Do you think that I will fall for the same trick again? "
I was stunned. Little Ah Mo, who was still standing behind the old Daoist and didn't want to leave, shivered. He pulled the old Daoist's sleeve with a pale face and asked shakily, "Master, didn't you say that my parents died in a car accident not long after I was born?"
The old Daoist smiled wryly. He supported his body and hugged little Ah Mo. His eyes were red. "I didn't dare to tell you the truth … But you have to remember that your parents died in the hands of these people!
You have to train hard in the future. After you've condensed your sword spirit, you can take revenge for your parents and master!
Do you remember? "
Hearing that, the sadness on the little Daoist's face lessened. His anger rose. He suddenly wiped his tears and broke free from the old Daoist's embrace. He didn't run away, but gritted his teeth and took out his small sword. Then, he charged at me and the fatty. "I'm going to kill you!"
After the old Daoist destroyed his own Dao Sword, he was already weak. At this moment, when Ah Mo broke free from his grasp, it was too late for him to pull Ah Mo back. He could only cry out, "Ah Mo, don't!"
At that moment, Ah Mo was completely immersed in his hatred. Although he was only at the Dragon Seeking realm, after he took out his sword, there was an imposing aura that charged at me.
What was going on … I sighed and gently raised my hand. A gentle Dao Qi and True Essence appeared and blocked in front of Ah Mo. It was as if the little Daoist had crashed into an invisible wall. He rushed forward with tears streaming down his face, but he couldn't move an inch forward.
Because of his hatred, this old Daoist had become obsessed. Coincidentally, he had already determined that I was his enemy. No matter how I explained, he wouldn't believe me.
Helpless, I didn't bother to explain anymore. The only thing I could do now was to leave. When the old Daoist woke up, he would naturally understand.
I looked at the old Daoist and prepared to say goodbye again. However, at that moment, the old Daoist's eyes suddenly lit up. He suddenly had hope and looked behind me.
I was stunned and immediately turned to look. It was Wang Can rushing over from afar. Ah Fu and the others followed behind him. It was obvious that he had seen the situation here and was dumbfounded.
"Brother Wang!"
The old Daoist acted as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He screamed crazily at Wang Can in the distance. "Brother Wang, they're here to catch Ah Mo!
Come and save Ah Mo! "
As he screamed crazily, Wang Can finally arrived. However, after glancing at the old Daoist, he respectfully walked to me and cupped his fists to greet me. "Sage."
Seeing Wang Can's behavior, the old Daoist was like a duck that had its neck pinched. His voice stopped abruptly. He looked at Wang Can and then at me. His face was bewildered and desperate. It seemed he had regarded Wang Can as his enemy.
The old Daoist seemed to have lost his mind. I nodded at Wang Can to return his greeting. Then, I pointed at the old Daoist and said, "There's a misunderstanding. This old Daoist mistook me for someone from the Xuande Wonderland. You should explain it to him."
"Xuande Wonderland?"
Wang Can frowned, his face unhappy. He turned to look at the old Daoist, and his voice became cold. "Huang Zhu, he's a guest I invited to the Wangwu Wonderland to attend the ceremony. He has a noble status, and he's not from the Xuande Wonderland. Don't try to fool him!"
At this time, the old Taoist could no longer listen to others. He sneered and even looked at Wang Can with a cold look in his eyes.
Ah Mo was kneeling next to the old Daoist. His face was sad and angry. He looked at us and then at the old Daoist. He didn't know what to do.
I didn't know what to do, so I simply waved my hand and said to Wang Can, "You find someone to deal with this. We'll talk somewhere else."
Wang Can turned around and talked to the people behind him. Then, he called the fatty and I to leave the ruined temple. We went to the big rock where the fatty had sat earlier.
I looked at the lush forest and pointed at the ruined temple. I asked Wang Can, "All right, tell me, what's going on with these two Daoist priests?"
"Sage, it's my fault. I've made a fool of myself."
Wang Can forced a smile and said, "This old Daoist was a friend of my father's. He has been here for more than ten years, but he didn't want to come to the Wangwu Wonderland. He only asked the Wang family to protect him and his disciple. He built a ruined temple in this remote mountain and lived in seclusion every day.
Today, I received a message from him. He told me that his enemy had come to take revenge. That's why I came here. I didn't expect that it would be you. "
I nodded. "Tell me more about their identities. Also, tell me about their relationship with the Xuande Wonderland."
"That old Daoist came to me more than ten years ago." Wang Can hesitated for a moment, then said, "Sage, you know about sword cultivators, right?"
I nodded, so Wang Can continued, "These two people are sword cultivators, especially the young Daoist priest named Ah Mo. He has the best talent among sword cultivators. He's called the Innate Sword Embryo."
"Innate Sword Embryo?" I raised my eyebrows. I had never heard of such a thing before, so I couldn't help but be curious.
Wang Can continued to explain, "The so-called Innate Sword Embryo is the constitution most suitable for sword cultivators. They can condense the Sword Soul at the beginning of their cultivation, and their cultivation speed is amazing. As long as there are no accidents along the way, they can condense the Real Spirit of Sword Principle within sixty years. The Real Spirit of Sword Principle is equivalent to our Yang Spirit."
"Yang Spirit!"
I was shocked. Cultivation was like a reverse journey, especially after the Celestial Master Realm. It was extremely difficult to make any further progress. Take me for example. After I became a Celestial Master, I still practiced diligently every day, but the progress of my realm was extremely slow. I didn't know when I would condense the Yang Spirit. It was because of my excellent talent and all kinds of fortuitous encounters.
If it were other cultivators at my age, I'm afraid they wouldn't even dare to think about being a Celestial Master.
However, this young Daoist priest, Ah Mo, would definitely become a Celestial Master in sixty years. His talent was really terrifying.
An ordinary man's wealth would become his own ruin. With this kind of talent, it was normal for conflicts to arise.
It was just like when I had revealed my talent of four meridians at the Young Phoenix Gathering. That was why I had caused so many conflicts.
I sighed and thought for a moment. Then, I asked Wang Can, "What's that sword slave?"