I have a little bit of talent

"It worked? Is the Divine Weapon Tianli so powerful?"

When Monk Puji saw that the fire-swallowing beast had stopped moving, he took a look at the magic weapon Tianli that had returned to Luo Qingyi's hand, and his eyes could not help but be filled with envy.

The Buddhist sect is located in Chanzhou, which is a remote place, and magic weapons are extremely rare. Even though he is a Buddhist Arhat, he has no magic weapons. His wealth is inferior to that of the holy land disciples of Confucianism and Taoism. Seeing Tianli's divine power, he is really envious.

"I'm afraid this beast has been sealed for many years and has not yet fully recovered, so it was briefly captured by Tianli's cold energy. If we want it to be safe for a long time, we need to set up the formation again."

Xuan Jing still didn't dare to relax and stared at the big pit in the center.

"Junior Brother Chen Yan, thank you for your help."

The Wangchen Sect on Zixia Peak and the Baiyun Temple on Qingxu Peak are both holy places of Taoism passed down by the Taoist Ancestor himself. Naturally, they are divided into generations according to their Taoist titles. Xuanjing is one generation older than Chenyan, so it is reasonable to call him nephew.

"Uncle Master, you are too polite. It's just that I have only been exposed to the art of formations for a short time. I can only try my best."

Among the four masters present, only Chen Yan from Baiyun Temple was proficient in formations, so he naturally had the responsibility.

Just as she was about to step forward to set up the formation, the ground beneath her feet shook again. It was obvious that the ground fluctuations had not completely subsided and were coming again. The buildings in the entire Molten Fire City were swaying from side to side, and countless sand and dust fell. Even many of the Great Zhou soldiers who were lined up in an orderly manner were shaken and fell to the ground. The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

At the same time, a terrifying beast roar came from underground again, and two huge beast claws with blazing white flames suddenly landed on the edge of the pit.

"Oh no! The Fire-Eaterer has fully revived!"

Upon seeing this, several masters in the realm of True Person hurriedly used various means to attack.

Luo Qingyi's face was also pale. Not caring about the huge consumption, he was about to use the sword intent to kill gods again, but suddenly he found that the whole world suddenly became quiet, and the entire space and time seemed to have stopped.

No matter whether it was the Great Zhou soldiers who were in chaos on the battle formation, or the four True Person Realm masters who were ready to use their magical powers to attack the Fire-Swallowing Beast again, or even the two terrifying beast claws, they all seemed to be fixed by an infinite power and unable to move at all.

Even the white flames that kept jumping on the beast's claws stopped flashing, and the scene was extremely weird.

Luo Qingyi hurriedly looked down and found that the magic weapon Tianli in her hand had completely lost its former agility and spirituality, just like an ordinary sword. She used her spiritual power to find that the originally boiling earth vein fluctuations had completely subsided at some point, as if they had never happened.

"What's going on!" This sudden change made Luo Qingyi somewhat shocked and inexplicable. Even with her calm mind, she was frightened and could hardly control herself.

"You are so young, but you have a pretty good swordsmanship. Did Fang Lu teach you?"

A clear voice suddenly came into Luo Qingyi's ears, and she quickly looked up.

I saw a young Taoist priest in a bright red robe appear in the center of Molten City at some point. He was standing beside the deep pit, looking at the huge beast claws with interest.

"Junior Baiyunguan Yiqing, meet the senior, this sword intent of beheading the gods was indeed taught to me by Uncle Fang."

Seeing that the heaven and earth did not move, time and space stopped, and only himself and the young Taoist priest could move and talk, Luo Qingyi knew that he had met a senior master.

Judging from his dress, he was obviously a senior from the Taoist sect, and the questions he asked were related to Fang Lu. But no matter which one he was, this person was undoubtedly his elder. Luo Qingyi hurriedly bowed and did not dare to be perfunctory.

"Fang Lu has a good eye. You are indeed a good candidate for sword training. However, joining that damn Baiyun Temple is a bit of a waste of your talent."

The young Taoist didn't even raise his head, still staring at the two claws of the fire-swallowing beast with a smile, wondering whether it was better to steam or braise it.

Hearing the young Taoist's words being extremely impolite to Fang Lu and Baiyun Temple, Luo Qingyi frowned and was about to refute, but the Taoist smiled and said:

"Disciple Fang Lu's sword power to slay the gods is not meant to be used like this. Watch me use this sword!"

The young Taoist stretched out his hand and a familiar sword intent suddenly emerged, slashing straight into the deep pit. There was infinite murderous intent hidden deep inside, it was the sword intent to kill gods!

But even though it was the same sword intent to behead gods, when wielded by this young Taoist priest, Luo Qingyi felt an unparalleled murderous intent that shattered the universe and caused the death of all living beings. The murderous intent was more than a billion times stronger than the sword intent to behead gods that she herself used. She could not help but shiver, and she no longer dared to look at the Taoist priest with a trace of disrespect.

According to her divine sense, the fire-swallowing beast with a noble nature and almost immortal had its soul shattered by a sword, and there was no life left at all!

This is an ancient beast that even the Five Qi True Lord could not kill, but could only seal it. How could its soul be destroyed so easily and it be impossible for it to be resurrected?

Even though Luo Qingyi considered herself to have a broad vision and had seen top masters like Fang Lu from the Great Zhou world, the young Taoist's god-slaying sword intent was still far beyond her understanding.

Can Uncle Fang do this? Luo Qingyi had a big question mark in his mind.

"Wait, how do seniors address Uncle Fang?"

As everyone knows, Fang Lu was a disciple of the previous president of the Confucian holy land, the Capital Academy, and was a real Confucian disciple. However, this young Taoist was obviously a Taoist, so how could he call Fang Lu his disciple?

Luo Qingyi felt his head buzzing and he couldn't figure out what time was going on.

"I only accepted Fang Lu as my disciple two months ago, so of course you don't know." The Taoist stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. Two more sword energies were released simultaneously, cutting off the two beast claws. Then he waved his sleeves lightly, and the originally huge beast claws suddenly disappeared, obviously having been taken away by him.

"It's been a while since I've tasted exotic animals. The meat of this animal's claw is the best. It tastes great no matter how it's cooked."

"Thank you very much for saving me, Senior. I have no way to repay you!"

Hearing the Taoist say that he had accepted Fang Lu as his disciple, Luo Qingyi was shocked at first, and then he suddenly realized. Judging from the way this Taoist had just killed the fire-swallowing beast with ease and was able to freeze everything in the world at will, he must be a person with supreme supernatural powers. It was not surprising that Fang Lu took him as his disciple.

Since he was an elder in front of her and had saved her life, Luo Qingyi knelt down on the ground and paid her respects with great respect.

"Come on, little girl, if you kowtow, there will be consequences."

The Taoist didn't expect Luo Qingyi to pay homage directly, but he just went along with it and didn't stop him. He just smiled and watched Luo Qingyi kowtow.

"In that case, I can't let you kowtow in vain, so I'll accept you as a registered disciple."

"No, Senior. Since you are Uncle Fang's master, if you accept me as your disciple, wouldn't that mess up the order of seniority?"

Luo Qingyi never thought that this Taoist would want to take him as a disciple, so she quickly refused.

If she was facing the old Taoist who visualized the picture, she would have refused and the old Taoist would have readily agreed. But this young Taoist was different. He was quite stubborn and no one could change his decision.

"I said I would accept you as my disciple, just listen to me, as for seniority, what the hell is that?"

Luo Qingyi was about to speak out her objection, but when she looked up, she saw the Taoist's bright eyes. Somehow, she could not muster the slightest desire to resist, as if the Taoist's words were the will of heaven. She had no choice but to kneel down and kowtow once again to become his disciple.

"Qing Yi has met the Master."

It was not until she had kowtowed and paid homage to her master that she came to her senses, but it was too late to regret.

Seeing that this novice disciple was quite unhappy, the Taoist naturally knew what she was thinking, and ignored her, and said leisurely:

"Since you have already become my disciple, you can follow me around for the next period of time and improve your foundation. Compared with your senior brother Fang Lu, your foundation is still too poor."

The Taoist's slightly joking words made Luo Qingyi feel a little embarrassed, and her originally fair cheeks were slightly flushed.

"By the way, my Taoist name is Yu Yu. If you meet other Taoist friends in the future, you can call yourself a disciple of Taoist Yu Yu."