Hearing this, Luo Tian was stunned. When he was about to say something, he saw a black shadow cast under the moon and yelling and landing on the man's shoulder. On the other side, he shouted: "Master, why are you teasing people again? I have really found the evil man who has harmed the lives of the boys for no reason. At this time, he was talking about love with two handsome nuns in a cemetery."

The old Taoist laughed and scolded, "Are you upset about waiting for your news? You, a flat-haired crow, are you very good at doing things. You expose my tricks at this time. Will the old Taoist apologize to the little red robe? How can you let me go?"

When Luo Tian heard the Taoist and the crow had an interesting conversation, he signaled everyone in Qingcheng Sword Sect to stand still and wait. He urged him to come forward and talk, "What is the old Taoist priest? It depends on how old you are, how could I ask you to apologize for a stubborn quarrel?"

"You are a good baby." The Taoist nodded, "I saw you before, with a group of people climbing into the city wall at such a young age. Your magic power is extraordinary. The Taoist is a scattered cultivator who entered the Taoist martial arts. He likes to fight with others the most in his life, but his skills are itchy just now, so he wants to find an excuse to play with you. Now that the crow has told you, it makes you laugh at me."

After gaining some insights from the Ancestor of the Styx in the practice of qi refining, Luo Tian could naturally sense that the Taoist's qi refining cultivation was only innate realm. Now that he heard what the Taoist said, he couldn't help laughing: "My qi refining cultivation is too pleasing. Although I jumped to the realm of qi, I have fallen into many homework before I have done it. My magic power cannot be free to receive and receive, and it is not important to fight with others. Fortunately, this Taoist has never fought with me, otherwise I would have to take Taiyuan Blood Light to brush it up, and then I would have to finish the account." He turned around and thought, "This Taoist is entering the Taoist with martial arts, and his skills must be solid. I have to go back to the mountain with the Qingcheng Sword Sect to find the carriage and horses. At this time, I will follow this Taoist to watch the fun and see what his methods are wonderful."

With a plan in his heart, Luo Tian said to the Taoist: "I have to use the help of my family master to transform my vitality into magic power. How can I pass through many passes and reach the previous realm with you? I just listened to the lyrics in the Taoist song, and I want to find my enemies to kill them." Speaking of this, he glanced at the crow on the Taoist's shoulder, "I have nothing to do, can I go and have a long experience with you?"

"Have you just converted your vitality into magic power?" The Taoist said to himself, shook his head and said, "The old Taoist knew that he had entered the legendary innate realm a few years ago, but he didn't know what realm there were later. Just now, you used to use magic power, but you didn't know whether it was higher or lower than me. Now, I think that the old Taoist Immortals have lived for decades, but they are slightly stronger than you in terms of qi cultivation." He suddenly sighed, "I used to encounter people from the immortal stream who have achieved qi refining, but I think I am a savage without any sects. I can't get into their magical eyes with all my skills. Every time I talk to others, I turn around and leave. It's rare that you, who have the tradition of masters, look down on me, so let me go and watch the fun."

The crow was spiritual and after hearing the Taoist's words, he first flapped his wings and flew to the sky to lead the way.

Luo Tian turned around and ordered the Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples who were standing silently and quietly: "You go find a place to settle down, and find a carriage and horse tomorrow, and then go to the south gate at noon to set off with me."

Seeing that the Qingcheng Sword Sect members left, Luo Tian turned to look at the Taoist, who said, "It is said that the Taoist sect has a method of using the sword to control the sword. You can travel thousands of miles in just a cup of tea. I wonder if you have seen it?"

Luo Tiandao: "I heard from my master that method, but I have never seen it with my own eyes; I have seen many people who rely on various magical instruments and rush to the road."

After gently stroking the sword on his waist, the Taoist smiled bitterly: "I have been living in the martial arts world all my life, and I am proud of my work of fisting and kicking. Later, my Qi cultivation reached the innate realm. I remembered the sword-controlling technique that people mentioned, so I wore another sword on my body, thinking day and night, hoping to realize this magical power. Later, I could fly, but it consumed too much magic power, and I had no spare energy after catching a hundred and ten miles. It was far from the legendary magic method of the immortal family."

Luo Tiande, the ancestor of the Styx, passed on the method of sword energy from the Styx, and naturally knew the technique of flying swords. However, he had no friendship with this Taoist man, but he was unwilling to be a good person to pass on his own magic. So he stopped talking about this matter related to this practice, but instead started to ask: "I heard the Taoist priest's song that someone offended the Taoist priest, and someone harmed the life of your boy under your disciple for no reason? Can you tell me?"

The Taoist said proudly: "Although my ability cannot be seen by the immortals, I am also the result of hard practice. I am really unwilling to bring it into the loess, so I found more than ten boys who are suitable for martial arts to adopt, hoping to have a inheritance in the future." Speaking of this, his face turned blue, and he paused and said: "A few days ago, I went to the deep mountains to collect qi, but when I returned home, I found that their heads were all picked. It was so miserable that they lay blood and corpses were lying on the sky!" He pointed to the crow flying in the sky, "That person who took the poisonous move was also a master, leaving no trace. If the old crow raised by the old Taoist had the ability to smell the limelight and catch the breath, I would not be able to chase all the way from Lingzhou Prefecture to this Qinghe City."

After a few breaths, the Taoist said hatefully: "Apart from being obsessed with martial arts, I have no distracting desires in my life. I asked myself who I had never offended, but I don't know why that man wanted to do such a ruthless move to my boy? I'll have to ask for advice later." Xuan told Luo Tian again: "You are not as good as me in Qi cultivation, and you are still young, so just watch the fun. If you see that I am inferior to that person, don't take action. You will run away while I am entangled him."

After hearing this, Luo Tian was grateful and responded: "When he went out, the teacher taught him the means of saving his life. He thought that the evil man would not be able to kill me; the Taoist priest took action to deal with him without caring about my safety."

The Taoist thought that many people in the fairy stream had wonderful methods, and his family could not guess the mystery in it, so he felt relieved. The two chatted casually for a few more words, and after a moment, they saw the old crow falling on the wall of a temple. Luo Tian immediately jumped into the yard.

"Who are you two? Why did you climb over the wall to the place where my Buddhist disciples can recitate?"

Luo Tian and Taoist had never covered their sights, so as soon as they entered the inner room, they were discovered by a nun. At a stone table in the middle of the courtyard, two beautiful nuns were having fun with a man dressed in a brocade young man. When they heard the sound, they looked at each other, and their faces were not kind.

"Master," Luo Tian ignored the nun's question and pointed directly at the three people sitting at the stone table and said to the Taoist: "Your old crow is really spiritual. It says that the evil man flirted with two handsome nuns. It seems to be true at all now."

"The crow's nose is more important than the dog spirit. It said that the man was the murderer of my boy, so that would be fine." The Taoist said, and when he heard the crow quacking on the wall, he laughed, then turned to the man sitting on the stone pier by the table and asked, "Do you know who the old Taoist is?"

The man narrowed his eyes and glanced at Luo Tian and Taoist, curled his lips contemptuously, and said, "I think it's avenging the Taoist boy who was killed by me in Jingping Temple in Lingzhou Prefecture. Once you have come to the door, you can't escape death. It's unnecessary for me to ask you for your name."

The nun who first asked the question also retreated back to the table, hid behind the two beautiful nuns, and interjected: "What ability do you rely on to come here to make trouble? Don't you know that our Nagashu Temple is a branch of the Wutai Sword Sect?"

Luo Tian was taught by the ancestor of the Styx. He heard this and knew that the Five Sword Sects were also one of the sects that cultivated qi and cultivated immortals. Seeing that the Taoist frowned in confusion, he obviously did not know the foundation of this sect, he explained: "The Five Sword Sect is a gateway of immortals and has many branches among the mundane world." After a pause, he said: "The three nuns in front of him are still in the cultivation level of the acquired Great Perfection Realm. The vitality has not been transformed into magic power. I think it has not obtained the true teaching, or the time to start the school is still short, but the ability is limited, so the Taoist priest should be able to deal with it. The man in brocade clothes has cultivated magic power, which is the cultivation level of the innate realm." At this point, he stopped talking and let the old Taoist do it himself.

"Wutai Sword Sect?" The old Taoist angrily locked the man in brocade clothes, "You have obtained the Taoist tradition in the fairy stream. If you don't work hard to practice and be your god, why do you run to Jingping Temple to kill my boy?"

The man in brocade was not concerned about the old Taoist's question, and asked in a reverse manner: "Seeing that you look different from this wild Taoist, but which disciple is you? Do you want to be enemies with my Wutai Sword Sect?"

Hearing this, Luo Tian laughed immediately. Taiyuan Blood Light could swallow all kinds of energy, and then transform it into the blood sea essence to replenish the blood god seeds. The young man in brocade secretly used a faint magic power to test his cultivation, but was immediately refined by Taiyuan Blood Light. He thought that the man could not figure out his own foundation, so he used words to test it, so he joked: "I'm not stupid! I'm going to die in your hands. Would you not be able to report the name as a joke to show off in front of others in the future? Or just die completely."
Chapter completed!