Master is too ambitious

Chapter 116 Spark

"Hey! I didn't expect there would be such a beautiful girl in this remote place!" The leading monk laughed. He didn't look like a monk at all. He was clearly a bandit in monk's clothing.

The dozen or so evil monks behind him all smiled maliciously and rushed into the small ruined temple.

Although Luo Honglian was usually very brave, she was alone with her master and fellow apprentices in the deep mountains. Her master took pity on her young age and loved her very much, and her fellow apprentices respected her as their elder sister, so they were naturally very humble. She had never encountered such a situation where she had to face a dozen ruffians.

She subconsciously hid behind Luo Chi, who shouted, "Who are you? Why are you trying to break into our Qingfeng Sect?"

When Luo Ming heard the unusual noise, he hurried out of the alchemy room. His Taoist robe was full of small holes, but it was washed white from starch. He looked unruly and protected his two disciples behind him.

Seeing that this group of evil monks were coming in a menacing manner, he knew something was wrong, but he still asked, "What do you want, great monks?"

The leading monk, Xu Yi, had a body of muscles that almost burst through his robes. He looked ferocious to begin with, and when he smiled he looked like a demon. He said, "You old man are really good at hiding. It took me a long time to find you."

Xuyi's eyes floated to Luo Honglian again, and he circled around her. He smiled and said, "You are a good-looking girl, why don't you follow me?" After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pushed Luo Ming, then stretched out his hand to grab Luo Honglian.

Luo Honglian was unwilling to do so and quickly retreated. Luo Chi angrily stood up to block Luo Honglian, but was hit by Xu Yi's palm. Xu Yi used all his strength in this palm, and Luo Chi died before he could even scream.

"Junior brother!" Luo Honglian cried out in sorrow when he saw Luo Chi's body fall down.

In the blink of an eye, his beloved disciple was killed. Luo Ming rushed over but was surrounded by a dozen other evil monks. Xu Yi said smugly, "You are really ungrateful for not accepting my toast!" He grabbed Luo Honglian.

"Master! Save me!" Luo Honglian cried.

Luo Ming glared at him and was kicked to the ground. He shouted with red eyes, "Let my disciple go! I will agree to whatever you say!"

Just at this moment, the gate of the small temple was whistling in the mountain wind, and a tall and handsome man stood at the door of the small temple. He had a cold expression, as if he didn't care about anything.

Xu Yi was shocked. He had already reached the level of Arhat. Nothing in this area of ​​100 miles could escape his eyes and ears. But at this moment, this man suddenly appeared here and shouted, "Who is it?!"

A silver knife light flashed by and turned into countless silk threads that scattered into the air. More than a dozen heads fell to the ground one after another. Xuyi's expression changed drastically. He wanted to use magic to escape, but the knife light scattered in the air was not gone yet. Xuyi's head fell to the ground with a plop, and a look of fear was still on his face.

Luo Ming and Luo Honglian were stunned. It took less than a breath to kill the group of evil monks. This was a high-level Taoist technique that they had never seen or even thought of.

Luo Ming asked with a trembling voice: "...Is he my Taoist senior?"

When Luo Ming was young, he met an old Taoist who taught him Taoism. From then on, he became obsessed with it and spent all his family wealth to enter the De Ze Mountains to cultivate immortality. However, now it is the Dharma Ending Age, and the true teachings of Taoism have all been lost. Decades have passed, and Luo Ming has not even seen a fellow disciple, let alone high-level techniques.

He had always hoped to master the skills of flying and hiding in the ground, and turning beans into soldiers as the Taoist said, so as to drive away all those evil monks. Now that he finally saw it, how could he not be excited.

In this deserted mountain range, there are still people who practice cultivation wholeheartedly. Su Feng was filled with emotion and said, "Yes, I am Su Feng, the elder of Luofu Xianjian Sect."

Elder?! Luo Ming and Luo Honglian were so excited that they didn't know what to do. Luo Honglian supported Luo Ming, and they knelt down in front of Su Feng and said, "Thank you for saving my life, senior."

Su Feng did not say anything, but was thinking about how to teach Taoism.

Now that Taoism is in decline, only by passing down the Taoist tradition can it survive.

Luo Ming stood aside timidly, thinking about how to get close to this young senior, but he had been away from the world for a long time, and only his two disciples were always by his side. He hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Su Feng said, "Let's clean up this place first."

Luo Ming's tears began to fall. If his young disciple Luo Chi were still alive, he would have been so happy to see this senior from the Taoist sect. Maybe he would have grown up to be as capable as this senior in the future.

Luo Honglian shed tears silently, and she and Luo Ming cleaned up Luo Chi in two days and moved him into the house.

Luo Ming brought Luo Honglian with him and asked shamelessly, "I wonder what your name is, Senior? I and your disciple are willing to be your servants and follow you."

Su Feng said: "I see that you are very determined to practice, and I would like to teach you some Taoist methods."

This was simply a godsend. Luo Ming and Luo Honglian were so surprised that they immediately thanked him. Su Feng did not keep them in suspense and asked Luo Ming for his scriptures. He read them carefully, revised the meaning of the scriptures, and told them the two of them.

Although his narrative style was very boring, Luo Ming and Luo Honglian were eager to learn and actually listened with great interest. They were immersed in the Tao and felt that the Tao was right before their eyes.

After teaching the scriptures, Su Feng said, "I hope you will practice well."

Luo Ming said in distress: "Senior, now in the Dharma Ending Age, there is no place for us in the Dao Sect, I don't know what to do."

Su Feng said: "Let's find a remote village to live in, set up a maze to prevent the magic from leaking out, and I will teach you this unexpected formation."

Unexpectedly, when Su Feng uttered these words, he felt a pain in his heart. This was the formation in Ji Qian's Qingjing Pavilion. It took all his strength for him to say these words calmly.

After teaching the formation, Luo Ming and Luo Honglian knelt down and kowtowed to Su Feng, which was considered a half-teacher's courtesy. Su Feng accepted the courtesy, instructed them on a few more things, and then left this small dilapidated temple.

He had to hurry and go deep into where the dragon veins were concentrated.

Ji Qian also opened his eyes from his practice. He seemed to be in a good mood and even smiled a little.

The system asked: "Host, has your cultivation improved?"

Ji Qian asked: "When does the calamity usually happen?"

The system replied: "It takes between 800 and 1,000 years to achieve the Yuan Shen, and then you have to go through the thunder tribulation. If you use magic weapons to delay it, it will be at most 1,500 years."

Ji Qian nodded and said nothing more.

The system asked: "Why do you suddenly ask this, host?"

Ji Qian said: "How far am I from the heavenly tribulation?"

The system suddenly remembered that Ji Qian was not far from the arrival of the heavenly thunder, and it immediately felt that something interesting was going to happen.