The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Another person died.

"Dream Silk" is an ability that Li Changxiao developed after he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage and had a deeper understanding of the path he was taking.

After killing Chen Xiaohu.

Li Changxiao didn't have any chance to rest.

Then the sound of scriptures rang in my ears.

The bald old monk who had been motionless suddenly had golden light flashing from his eyes, and a tall Buddha statue rose from the ground!

"The golden body of Buddhism!"

"This is a move that can only be used in the late Nascent Soul stage."

Li Tianxia and Li Tianyu, who were watching the battle from afar, exclaimed.

Faced with Li Changxiao's cunning and unpredictable nature.

In Pingtian Temple, the killer Zhang Kuo was wiped on the back of his neck without anyone noticing.

The old monk no longer underestimated his enemies.

even.

He was the most alert.

He converted to Buddhism before his spiritual energy was exhausted. He was naturally intelligent and had a pure hearing, making him a good candidate for Buddhist practice.

When he was in the realm of refining emptiness, he had already awakened the ability of "foresight". At the moment Zhang Kuo died, he felt a sense of alarm in his heart.

It was also from that moment on.

He had already been accumulating strength, and was even willing to spend his life to forcefully activate the golden Buddha statue!

This magical power is said to be invincible even at the Nascent Soul stage!

Even if it was the seventh of Chen Xiaohu's Blood Tiger Seven Swords, it would probably be difficult to shake this behemoth.

The golden Buddha statue is solemn and majestic.

So powerful that it's suffocating.

This is simply not something that the Jindan realm can match.

At this moment, Li Changxiao seemed too small compared to this Buddha statue.

"Heavenly King Seal!"

The Buddha statue pressed down with one hand.

Golden ripples are spreading between heaven and earth.

There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape.

A huge shadow covered Li Changxiao and Zhao Qing.

Li Changxiao swung out a few swords, and the sword energy hit the palm print of the Buddha statue.

But only a faint scratch was left.

Even using the dragon sword intent, it was unable to shake it in the slightest.

"The Buddhist Dharma Realm is indeed amazing."

"But...the Dao is dead, is the Buddha still there?"

"It's just a shell."

Li Changxiao murmured.

He touched the Qingping Sword.

Then he threw it with all his strength, and it shot straight at the bald old monk in the golden Buddha statue.

The origin of the Qingping Sword is not that great.

But Li Changxiao had been nurtured by dreams every day, and unknown changes had already taken place.

now.

The Qingping Sword is not just the Qingping Sword.

It also carries with it the dreams of all living beings.

The sword suddenly became illusory.

Just like Li Changxiao's aura, it seems real and fake, real and unreal.

It instantly penetrated the golden Buddha statue and flew straight towards the old monk.

The old monk's pupils shrank slightly.

The next moment.

The flying sword cut off his heart meridian.

The "Heavenly King Seal" pressed by the golden Buddha statue completely dissipated when it was less than three inches above Li Changxiao.

Another person died.

Li Changxiao was silently calculating the accounts in his mind.

Although the people we killed today are all very famous, the kind that can reach the sky.

But he was not very complacent.

He even felt unsatisfied. His opponent had been inactive for more than three hundred years, yet he still felt so exhausted when fighting him.

"This fighting power..."

"Only a genius of super-star level can rival him."

Zhao Qing said blankly.

Surprised.

at the same time…

A sense of joy also rose in my heart.

Even the old monk is dead.

The remaining fortune tellers are nothing.

The fortune teller is very talented and famous, but his strong point is not his fighting ability.

"Is the deadlock really solved?" Zhao Qing murmured. Although he had the will to die, who wouldn't want to live longer if they could?

She still has a lot to accomplish.

I also want to study incense.

at this time.

A voice made her feel like she was falling into an icy cave.

"Old Swordsman, why don't you take action?" The divine fortune teller looked towards a corner and said lightly.

The words fell.

An old man carrying three long swords on his back slowly walked out of the shadows.

Li Changxiao was stunned and felt a strong sense of danger from the other party.

This dangerous atmosphere overwhelmed everyone.

and…

He had never noticed the other party's existence before!

"Master!" he muttered to himself.

"Old Sword Master? The divine fortune teller can actually invite Old Sword Master?" Li Tianyu suddenly lost his voice.

The appearance of this old man.

Just standing there.

The shock it gave them was beyond everything.

Sudden.

Li Tianyu suddenly understood, "I know, it's the King of Medicine Ginseng!"

"Old Sword Master is the oldest Sword Master."

"The only thing that can move him is a divine object related to longevity!"

Li Tianyu figured everything out.

That day, after Jing Yang came down from Shenxiu Mountain, he told him that the person who finally won the Medicine King Ginseng was a bald old monk.

And this bald old monk is the fortune teller.

I think he must be using the Medicinal King Ginseng to exchange for the old swordsman's move!

Think of this.

Li Tianyu looked at Li Tianxia.

I understand in my heart.

"Sister Tianxia, ​​the content of your cooperation with the divine fortune teller is to help them obtain the medicine king ginseng, right?" Li Tianyu asked with a faint smile.

I thought this trip was worthwhile as I found out the truth about this cousin.

Dealing with the people from the Shensuan Sect.

The price is usually clearly marked, and you get what you pay for. The more you help, the more rewards you will get.

Li Tianxia smiled and said nothing.

"Sister, there's no use in denying. I've already figured it out. Hahaha." Li Tianyu was in a good mood.

"If you say so, then so be it." Li Tianxia replied.

After a brief exchange between the two.

Attention was focused on the old swordsman again.

This old man is really too famous.

Almost everyone who practices swordsmanship knows him.

On the way to Kendo.

There are ten geniuses who have shocked the world.

Known as the Ten Sword Masters!

And this old swordsman is one of the Ten Sword Saints!

He is also the oldest among the Ten Sword Masters and the first to become famous.

"Li Changxiao is going to be finished."

"The old sword master's strength is only at the bottom of the top ten sword masters."

"But no matter how you put it, he is also a super powerful person in the late stage of fusion."

"His achievements in swordsmanship are truly too terrifying."

"This! An almost invincible enemy!"

Li Tianyu said.

"You don't have to help me this far." Seeing that Li Changxiao didn't leave, Zhao Qing lowered his head and muttered with a complicated expression.

Li Changxiao shook his head.

In fact, he had no determination to give in.

That's what he thought.

It's just a very common thing.

First, contribute five hundred taels of effort.

Second, if your friends are in trouble, help them if you can.

As for who he is facing.

What is your identity, what is your status, how famous you are.

It's nothing more than shackles that you put on yourself.

it's here.

All beings are equal, they are just golden elixirs.

If it’s the golden elixir, then it can kill!