Mysterious mirror hanging high

"Senior, how can you be so joking!"

Qian Wu slumped to the ground, the dry branches beneath his butt crackling under the weight. "There are more than a hundred million martial artists in the world. Some are gifted and have trained their muscles and bones since childhood to cultivate their true qi. But how many of them can actually cultivate a breath of innate true qi and advance to the Grandmaster level?"

"I am now nearly forty years old and have never practiced martial arts. How can I aspire to become a master of the innate realm?"

"If you have spiritual roots and are able to practice cultivation, maybe one day your cultivation level will surpass Shi Quanzi, and you will still have the opportunity to take revenge." Xue Kui continued.

Qian Wu shook his head. "When I was young, a fairy master from a fairy sect passed by and conducted a survey of dozens of surrounding cities. Only a handful of people had spiritual roots. They were all taken to the fairy sect to practice fairy magic and never returned... I knew then that I had no fate to become a fairy, and this path was a dead end."

At this moment, Qian Wu's eyes lit up. "Senior, you just said that the demon Taoist Shi Quanzi is wanted by the [Immortal Capture Division] under the [Xuan Ce Immortal Sect]. Why can't we go find the Immortal Capture Division and report him?"

Xue Kui rolled his eyes upon hearing this. "Why do you think Shi Quanzi has been wanted for so long and still hasn't been apprehended? Don't underestimate Shi Quanzi because he's a high-ranking cultivator. However, being at the second level of Qi training isn't considered impressive among cultivators..."

"There are countless wanted cultivators like Shi Quanzi. The Immortal Capture Department has limited manpower, and most of their energy is focused on those peerless demon ancestors at the Foundation Establishment stage. Naturally, they will miss many small fish and shrimps."

"This is also why Shi Quanzi cares so much about that [Ascension Order]. It is said that the Ascension Order was distributed by another Taoist sect, the [Hedao Immortal Sect]. If Shi Quanzi gets this order, he can go to the Hedao Immortal Sect and the Immortal Hunting Bureau will be unable to catch him."

Qian Wu's hands and feet were cold: "Are we just going to sit back and watch that evil Taoist get away with it?"

Xue Kui was a little angry when he heard this and said, "Youngster, why do you always pin your hopes on others? Can't you just try it yourself?"

"I am just a mortal, a weak mortal at that! How can I be an enemy of the monks! Isn't this like hitting a rock with an egg?" Qian Wu said dejectedly.

"So what if I'm trying to hit a rock with an egg? The rock is hitting me, and there's no way to dodge it. At least it breaks nicely!"

Xue Kui angrily said, "Let's not even talk about the huge gap. If someone's flying sword approaches, I'll die if I accept it. I'll die if I fight back in anger. Either way, I'll die... Don't you even have the courage to throw a punch?"

Qian Wu was speechless and at a loss when Xue Kui's expression suddenly changed:

"Oh no! That demon has some tracking method we don't know about, and he's already caught up with us! Let's go!"

After saying that, he picked up the money and left.

Not long after, a figure flashed by here. It was Shi Quanzi who had a [Light Body Talisman] slapped on his leg and chased after him with gritted teeth.

Although Shi Quanzi was a cultivator, his cultivation was too low and he could not fly for a long time; although Xue Kui was old and frail, he was still a master of innate skills and had great lightness skills... One was chasing and the other was fleeing, but they were unable to increase the distance between them, and soon they chased to the vicinity of [Xuanjun Temple].

Xue Kui threw Qian Wu into the Xuanjun Temple, holding several locust stones in his hand, and turned around and shouted:

"I am now facing a desperate battle, so you can only wish for the best!"

After saying that, he threw out several hidden weapons and started fighting with Shi Quanzi at the temple gate.

When Qian Wu heard the shouting and cursing from the two people outside the temple, he suddenly started to defecate and urinate, and the air was filled with a foul smell.

He looked up at the statue of the [Mirror-holding God] in the temple. As usual, his brows were lowered and his expression was indifferent, but it was as if he had grasped some kind of life-saving straw. Suddenly, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed repeatedly:

"Lord Xuan, Lord Xuan! I, Qian Wu, was so greedy that I ended up destroying my entire family... I regret it so much!"

"If Lord Xuan truly possesses a spirit, could he show his divine power and help Senior Xue slay the demonic Dao? Qian Wu is willing to offer incense and sacrifice three animals daily..."

Qian Wujiang knocked his forehead until it was bleeding, but the statue in front of him didn't respond at all. He stood up in despair, looked at the indifferent face, suddenly gritted his teeth, and punched the clay sculpture with a "bang"!

"The lewd temple is a false god! How could you stand by and watch someone die without helping! How could you stand by and watch someone die without helping!"

But Qian Wu was just a mortal after all. He punched the statue again and again, and in the end his fists were covered in blood.

The sounds of fighting outside the temple suddenly stopped. Qian Wu turned his head abruptly, and saw a white-haired head rolling to his side. The head had its eyes wide open, as if it was unwilling to close its eyes in death, and stared at Qian Wu.

"Senior Xue?"

Qian Wu stared at Xue Kui's head in front of him, and for some reason the fear in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"You old thing is courting death... Boy, no one in heaven or on earth can save you now, why don't you quickly tell me the whereabouts of the Ascension Order? I will at least leave you with an intact body!"

Shi Quanzi, with flying swords circling around him, walked into the temple cursing, but saw Qian Wu with his head lowered, and for a moment he could not see his expression clearly.

"Didn't you hear what I said, Taoist?" Shi Quanzi started to curse again, but saw Qian Wu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and he pounced on him like a madman.

Under Shi Quanzi's astonished gaze, Qian Wu suddenly punched the enemy who killed his wife and children!

Snapped--

Shi Quanzi slapped Qian Wu away with a slap. The middle-aged man turned several times in the air and fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.

The [Power Talisman] on Shi Quanzi's arm flashed with precious talismanic light, and he cursed, "You are trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. You are overestimating your own strength! I will cut off one of your arms first, and then we'll see how long you can hold on!"

After saying that, a silver light flashed, and the flying sword stared at Qian Wu's right arm and slashed down fiercely!

At this moment, the corner of the mouth of the Xuanjun statue, which had been silent all this time, curled up slightly, and the mysterious light of the precious mirror in its hand became brighter. On the mirror surface, four ancient seal characters stacked together appeared.

【Seek good fortune and avoid misfortune】.

Then the seal character turned into a white stream of light and sank into Qian Wu's body.

Ding--

The silver dagger stabbed into Qian Wu's side and just brushed past his arm, missing him by a hair's breadth!

Shi Quanzi was stunned, looking at the scene in disbelief: "Did it miss?"

"Maybe I consumed too much mana fighting that old thing..."

Shi Quanzi thought secretly about this, and made another sword gesture. The flying sword floated up from the ground, turned around, and stabbed at Qian Wu again.

At this time, four large characters appeared on the mirror in the statue's hand:

【Skin of iron and bones】.

A blue light penetrated into Qian Wu's body, and at the same time, the original white light was forced out.

Ding!

The moment the silver flying sword touched Qian Wu's arm, it felt like it had hit a solid wall and was instantly repelled...

"This is impossible!"

Shi Quanzi murmured, "What kind of horizontal training is this? How can ordinary martial arts compete with the methods of immortals?"