Chapter 364: Respecting Teachers

Chapter 364 Respect the teacher (ask for a monthly ticket)——

Chapter 364 Respecting the teacher (recommendation please ask monthly ticket)

"What the hell is this?"

Zong Shou subconsciously frowned, feeling a little worried in addition to being stunned.

With his experience of nearly ten thousand years in this era, he also couldn't tell, what are these shadows?

I don't know whether it is beneficial to my body, or what harm it is.

I found that the most annoying thing in my life was stuffed into my body by someone.

After being silent for a moment, Zong Shou suddenly slashed out with a sword. The shadow of the giant dragon floated up behind him, and the clear purple sword light passed by. A small pavilion not far away was cut off by sword energy!

At this moment, Zong Shou's eyes suddenly shone brightly. It can be clearly sensed that when this sword formula is used, the nine shadows in the body are extremely active.

It seems that there are nine more centers in the body, mobilizing the breath in the body.

There were some inconsistencies between his world-shaking spirit art and the heart art of the Nine-Nine-Nine-Dragon Shadow Sword before, but now there is no such problem.

Jin Buhui was right next to the small pavilion, he was taken aback when he saw this, he jumped away like a frightened bird and said, "Zong Shou, do you want to kill me?" Shadow Sword, could it be that there has been some progress?"

The two women on the side were equally startled, only after looking at the opening did they realize that the small pavilion seemed to be made of wood. Among them, it is dense grain star steel after thousands of tempers.

To smash these six pillars, which are thick and thick, stronger than a sixth-order peak spirit weapon, how sharp should this sword be?

Zong Shou shook his head calmly, not because he had made progress, but because of his previous flaws, which were completely smoothed out by this snake-like shadow flowing through his meridians.

Although his previous skills and this sword art are not completely different, they are incompatible.

But to use this sword, it needs to consume a lot of true energy, which is also used to make up for it. But now there is no such problem anymore, and there is no need to do unnecessary consumption, the power of this sword will also increase by itself.

From this point of view, the effect of these shadows is probably good. Besides, at this time, he couldn't get rid of it.

Then he took out the small porcelain bottle, which he hadn't had the time to look at before. But just now when he slashed out with that sword, he faintly felt a little restlessness inside. It seemed as if something was about to rush out of it. 3∴35686688

So at this moment, Zong Shou could no longer suppress the curiosity in his heart.

After the cork was opened, Zong Shou gasped, and immediately put the cork back on again.

But at this moment, the three people around all felt the mighty dragon power emanating from within.

Jin Buhui felt that what was inside must be something extraordinary, he couldn't help but swallowed and asked, "What's in it? But if it's too expensive, you don't need to say it—"

Zong Shou blinked, and then smiled mischievously: "An eighth-level dragon soul, a ninth-level dragon core. There is one more thing, I won't talk about it!"

Hearing the first two sentences, Jin Buhui's expression just changed again and again. At this moment, I regretted my heart so much that I was about to break.

Hearing the latter sentence, I felt itchy again. But I just said that sentence, and it's inconvenient to ask again.

This itchy Ziwei is not much better than regretting it.

Zhao Yanran and Xuan Yunlan also took a breath. A real dragon soul of the eighth rank, then the soul in front of him is at least the ninth rank.

Different from ordinary jing beasts, this real dragon is included in the genus of divine beasts. If they are accepted as escorts, they are equivalent to two or three eighth-level powerhouses.

It is a good help for letting a sect. Not to mention the value of the ninth-rank dragon core.

If it can be used reasonably and used for alchemy, it may be possible to create a few powerful people in the sky.

But in Zong Shou's mouth, the value of the unspeakable things is more difficult to measure.

Zong Shou himself was also slightly absent-minded. It's strange that Juelong City, why only so few people followed?

The thing in this bottle is not the immortal talisman of unknown level, it can be compared.

Even if the Juelong City Lord personally took action to pursue this thing, it is justified.

Could it be the contents of this bottle. Even the people in Juelong City don't know?

The seemingly ordinary bottle-shaped spiritual weapon in his hand, which can actually imprison a real dragon, was thrown back into the Qiankun bag. Zong Shou couldn't understand it, and he didn't bother to look at those golden needles anymore.

And when you get back to your senses. Zong Shou saw Zhao Yanran looking at his own fox tail with great interest. A tender finger stretched out, as if to touch.

Zong Shou couldn't help sneering: "Short maonv, do you have the guts to touch it?" Then he said to Jin Buhui: "If you dare to touch that yu, don't blame me for not reminding you if you die here."

Zhao Yanran didn't know what was going on for a moment, but it took a while before she realized it. The short maonv in Zong Shou's mouth is not referring to himself?

Immediately, he was furious, and just as Yu cursed back, he suddenly thought of the person in front of him, who was already a few steps ahead of her, and before the ancestor, he had to add five characters too. So he could only snort and retract his fingers with a straight face.

Jin Buhui also smiled embarrassedly, he himself felt that there might be some problems with putting this yu here. So I just look at it all the time, and don't take it with my hands.

Zong Shou didn't pay any attention to these two people. With the help of the white jade, most of the injuries in his body had been healed. At this moment, the whole body feels refreshed. The violent luan essence sucked in is all discharged. The miscellaneous thoughts in the soul are also purified.

With a slight movement of the mind, the demon body regained control. Those fox tails and fox ears all came back together.

Then he went to the iron gate and knelt down. With a solemn and respectful expression, he bowed three times to the relief of the old man on the gate.

Sure enough, after only a moment, the door creaked and lifted upwards. Open an incomparably wide space in front of the four people.

Zhao Yanran and Jin Buhui couldn't help being stunned for a while. So the way to open this door is so simple?

Seeing this, Xuan Yunlan blushed even more, she was extremely ashamed: "Ashamed, I only wanted to enter the upper floor earlier and see the real martial arts photo. His sword formula can also be regarded as his disciple. When I comprehended this sword formula, I took it for granted, and never thought that I should respect my master—"

Zong Shou stood up and walked in slowly. All I saw was a blank space on the four walls.

One side is particularly smooth, gray and white in color, and there are some shadows on it, flickering,

There are already two people here, both in their 30s and 40s, and both are seventh-level powerhouses they have seen outside.

When they saw Zong Shou's arrival, the two looked slightly shocked. However, he was only slightly distracted, and then he concentrated again, looking at the stone wall. They didn't want to miss it for a moment, as if there was some beautiful treasure on the blank stone wall, which was deeply attracting them.

The three of Zhao Yanran also came in one after another, and then they heard another crackling sound from behind, and the iron gate lowered again and closed with a loud bang.

But no one cared about it, they all looked at the constantly changing shadow in the stone wall.

At this moment, the four of them were surprisingly silent, almost staring at them with a pilgrimage mentality.

Even Jin Buhui, who is the most talkative, has not said a word at this moment.

At this time and place, even if the sound of snorting is a little louder, it feels inappropriate, and it desecrates and defiles this holy place of martial arts in the hearts of the world.

Zong Shou also held his breath, looking at the image, he suddenly held a sword, changed into a dragon shape, and turned into a monster. Sometimes it turns into irregular circles, one ring after another, and sometimes it is a star point, densely packed and irregular.

Zong Shou didn't know what these shadows looked like to others, but he himself felt it in just a moment and sat down cross-legged.

At first glance, they were just shadows. But after a while, I gradually became fascinated, but I seemed to see a terrifying battle at the level of immortality in the prehistoric era.

There was an old man who looked exactly like the old man on the door earlier. With a sword, he was fighting for life and death with a person covered in hair and skin, dark like a ghost, and surrounded by black mist.

Every blow caused thousands of miles of land, cracks in the land, and tremors in the mountains and rivers.

And the more he focused, the more real he felt the picture was. Some details, also incomparably clear, appeared in his eyes.

"This is supposed to be a battle for this old man Longying, when he was still in the divine realm—"

With previous life experience, Zong Shou could tell about the level of strength of these two with just one glance.

In the next moment, Zong Shou's gaze froze slightly again.

I just feel that the spectacle in front of me is real, and the two martial arts thoughts in the wall shadow are fiercely clashing, the stronger it is!

From the mind, a sudden infusion came over. Ling Zongshou's mind almost collapsed.

Barely sustaining his spirit, after watching the video of this battle, the martial arts thoughts of the two god-level powerhouses began to fade. Zong Shou's mouth also immediately overflowed with a trace of blood.

Even just now, when he alone fought against the three groups of Xueshafan, Dead Zhuihanzhong and Lingyunzong, dozens of Xuanwu masters, he was not injured so badly that he could not suppress it completely.

But the mural in front of him almost crushed his soul into pieces!

Fortunately, later, when that scene ends. It was some flying and phoenix dance words appearing in the words of the sword formula, still in the style of the lower level, godlike, incomplete, people don't know why.

Then there are some net-like lines and those star points, which are even clearer than the shadows seen before.

Zongshou didn't understand what it meant at first. But after looking carefully for a while. Gradually, I only felt that these lines and star points were like a person standing in front of the stone wall, holding a sword and swinging it, constantly stabbing and slashing. The beautiful sword arcs and the brilliant star marks all reflect the mind.

At this moment, Zong Shou's ears seemed to hear a huge dragon roar, roaring and roaring, with boiling fighting intent.

Hastily memorize these sword arc star marks firmly. After a while, the scene in front of him changed again.

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