I Can’t Be a Sword God

Hiss... Hiss... Hiss...

The sound of the electric snake's letter was intermittently in the dark cave, and three faintly opposed human-shaped light curtains appeared. After a while, the light curtain stabilized.

The first to appear was a middle-aged man with a long robe and a gloomy complexion. Looking at his face, it was clear that he was looking for the King of Ten Thousand Worlds who had played a long game with the old Taoist priest in Shang Deyun Temple.

The second is a monk with a golden light cover body and a solemn treasure appearance. It is the Golden Bodhisattva, standing there quietly, with the light of Buddha looming.

The third one was Cao Pan, who looked awkward and embarrassed. From his appearance, he should have just escaped from the chase of the heroes of Broken Stone Mountain. It is not easy to escape from the chase and interception of so many people.

The three of them got together in the air, glanced at each other a few times, and were speechless for a while.

In the end, the Golden Bodhisattva spoke first: "Looking at the expressions of the two, it seems... things are not going well on Broken Tablet Mountain?"

"I……"

Wang Wanshi hesitated for a moment, and still said: "I went to the south of the Yangtze River to stop Guo Longque. I never thought that I met a person ten times more terrifying than Guo Longque."

"Huh? There is such a thing in the world?" The Golden Bodhisattva raised his eyebrows.

"It's not someone else, it's the master of the little Taoist who destroyed my Utsunomiya Shion before, the old Taoist of Jiangnan Deyunguan..."

At this time, Wang Wanshi said that the old Taoist expression was still unclear, "I was stopped by this person and had to let Guo Longque go. Although I didn't complete the task,...it was really helpless. It was not easy for me to get out without any problems. ."

The Golden Bodhisattva listened and nodded.

The general meaning Wang Wanshi wanted to express was nothing more than...I failed, but it wasn't my food, I was targeted.

After listening, the Golden Bodhisattva turned his head to Cao Pan and asked, "So Guo Longque returned to Broken Stone Mountain and released a unicorn to defeat the demons in the Golden State?"

"Guo Longque? No..." Cao Pan shook his head, his eyes dull.

"No?" Golden Bodhisattva asked, "Since Guo Longque hasn't returned, why can't the vast group of demons in Golden State take the Duanbei Mountain?"

"This..." Cao Pan's lips trembled before he replied, "Just one sword, no... it's a lot of swords, countless swords..."

Speaking of this sword, his mental state is obviously unstable.

Regarding the fact that Li Chu was Wang Qi, although Long Gang quietly spread it on the mountain, he knew the importance after all, and did not preach to Cao Pan Hetu.

Therefore, Cao Pan didn't realize that it was Li Chu's sword until he saw the pure Yang sword coming westward, and realized that he and He Tu had been deceived by Wang Qi all the time.

What Wang Qi killed the little Taoist priest was basically a scene. He and He Tu were used as bait to catch the forces behind them.

For a moment, Cao Pan was still a little proud. After all, even if he was fooled, it was impossible for this little Taoist priest to think that he could mobilize a large half of the Demon King in Golden State.

Hehe, like fishing?

Unexpectedly, I caught a whale.

But in the next moment, what happened caused his belief to collapse on the spot.

Even if it is to kill a real fish, it will take a while for you to open the mouth, right? It took Li Chu only one breath to clear the demons in the Golden State, faster than killing real fish in the vegetable market.

Are there gods and they're farting?

Thanks to Cao Pan's quick response, he escaped first when everyone was still immersed in shock. However, this also made the shock in his heart not completely digested, and at this moment, he was still worried about it.

It took a long time to calm down before he could say normally: "We have been deceived all the time. The Wang Qi who killed the little Taoist is the little Taoist himself, and his cultivation... is unimaginable. It is unprecedented in my life. It was horrible. He killed all the Demon Kings who came from the Golden State with only one move... it seems to be the Ten Thousand Sword Art..."

"Little Taoist..."

Jin Bodhisattva's complexion was still calm, but his pupils shrank slightly.

He remembered the night when he met Li Chu by chance, Li Chu once frightened him back with a fierce casual sword. Turns out that kind of sword spirit... Does he still have tens of thousands?

What level of cultivation must this be?

The Golden Bodhisattva looked at the king of all ages, the latter's pure cultivation base was higher than him, and he had more say.

King Wanshi's throat moved, and said: "If you want to do this, I'm afraid it's not that you already have the supreme power."

really.

The Golden Bodhisattva's speculation was confirmed, and his gaze was retracted.

"The last person who was sure to reach this point was Chen Fuhuang five hundred years ago. It's just that Chen Fuhuang's physical body is extremely high, and there is still a difference from his incomparable sword repair..." Wang Wanshi said slowly.

"The little Taoist priest can kill those tens of thousands of monsters with one stroke of the Ten Thousand Sword Art. There are only two words for such a person..."

"Sword God."

There was silence for a while.

Cao Pan wanted nothing more than to rejoice in his escape.

The Golden Bodhisattva was rejoicing that his last caution turned out to be an escape from the dead.

Wang Wanshi was fortunate that he had escaped from Deyun Temple in the afternoon—fortunately, he listened to the old Taoist obediently and played more than seventy chess games with him, or else...this little Taoist’s How powerful the master is, I can't even think about it.

After a pause, the Golden Bodhisattva said again: "It seems that the progress is going relatively smoothly. Only mine is there..."

As soon as he said this, the complexions of Cao Pan and Wang Shiwang collapsed imperceptibly.

Team combat is afraid of this. Either everyone succeeds together or everyone fails together.

Now both of us have failed, and it was a disastrous failure. Only you succeeded, and it went smoothly. In this way, doesn't it appear that we are like two trash...

Significantly you?

Just what you can do?

At the moment, the eyes of the two people looking at the Golden Bodhisattva are a bit bad.

The Golden Bodhisattva said to himself: "Now that we control the Hanwangfu, the most critical control of the Northland is in our hands. As for the army of the Golden State...Although it is also a huge force, the group of monsters is uncontrollable after all. Yes. Even if it's gone, it won't be a blow to us... It's just that if you want to completely occupy the North Land, you need to think of other ways..."

His confidence is still there, but Cao Pan seems to be a little frustrated, still immersed in fear, and said, "As long as the little Taoist is still there, what else we can think of is not all in vain?"

Wang Wanshi snorted coldly, "No matter how good he is, no one in the world can cure him?"

After a pause, he added: "Of course, I shouldn't be able to."

"This is not in a hurry. I am afraid that only Bai Yujing’s Tong Invincible is the only one in the world who can fight him..." Can think of other ways..."

...

The night is as cool as water.

There was a knock on the door in the courtyard of the Hanwang Mansion.

"His Royal Highness?"

The Golden Bodhisattva was clearly talking with the two of them, but at this time, a person with exactly the same appearance as the Golden Bodhisattva opened the door of the room.

And the knocker outside the door is not someone else, but the owner of this room, the previously extremely arrogant King of the Cold North.

But at the moment, the cold king looked very respectful when facing the golden bodhisattva.

"I'm visiting late at night, and I'm afraid to disturb the Zen Master's rest..." King Han's tone was polite and humble.

"It's okay~www.readwn.com~ The Golden Bodhisattva asked: "Presumably, your Royal Highness Han is here, is there any confusion? "

While talking, he led King Han into the room to sit down, where a small statue of Buddha was enshrined, and the sandalwood incense was burning.

"That's right, Zen Master said it exactly." King Han smirked, and said, "I do have a problem now."

"Speaking."

"I follow the Zen master's heart of practice, stronger than the rock, but..." Han Wang said: "There is a Ninth Lady in my palace, she always wants to ruin my practice!"

"Haha, the prince need not worry." The Golden Bodhisattva heard the words and said with a light smile: "As long as the prince's determination to practice is unwavering, all temptations are all experience. The so-called nothing, where can the dust be caused."

"Master, the truth is such a truth. But you haven't met my lady, how can people say..." Han Wang said with a tangled expression on his face:

"It's hard not to waver."