Chapter 809

"Didn't you... Encounter anything unusual last night?" The Taoist priest looked up and down at He Xie, and asked with incredible eyes.

"Is the Taoist priest talking about a female ghost?" He Xie came down from the couch and walked to the table.

"Good." The Taoist said, "that female ghost has hurt many people. If you don't know magic, you can't survive from her."

"Can't you survive without knowing magic?" He Xie asked slowly, "Taoist priest seems to have some prejudice against people who practice martial arts."

"I'm not biased against martial arts practitioners, but against you!" The Taoist whispered in his heart.

After he Xie showed his indifference to human life yesterday, he Xie attached the label of "indiscriminate killing of innocent" to his heart for a long time, so he would sit and watch He Xie live in the house of a female ghost.

In his opinion, people are no different from ghosts when they get bad.

However, the evil of death disappeared, so he came early in the morning to collect the corpse.

"Martial arts is useless to ghosts." The Taoist shook his head. "I was wrong. I didn't expect you to be a fellow Taoist."

"I don't know any magic, and I'm not a fellow Taoist." He Xie poured two glasses of wine, pushed one of them in front of the Taoist priest and looked up at him, "martial arts and cultivation are the same in my opinion. It's a great fallacy for Taoist priest to despise martial arts and raise magic. "

"The same way?" The Taoist scoffed, "practicing martial arts is just practicing a smelly skin bag that will turn into dust sooner or later. Cultivating Taoism can make the spirit immortal. Young people, the two are like clouds and mud, and there is no comparability at all."

"To practice together is to take life with heaven, not soul with heaven." He Xie shook his head. "The spirit is the foundation of cultivation, but the body is also the root of cultivation. Favor one over the other. After all, the sword is at the wrong edge, not the right way. The Taoist priest does not repair the flesh, but only the spirit. He just walks on one leg and will pay a price for it sooner or later. "

The Taoist priest was surprised and looked at He Xie: "it seems that you really don't understand magic, otherwise you wouldn't say such ridiculous words."

"Taoist priest is really superficial about martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't be so dismissive of martial arts“ He Xie took up the water cup and drank water.

The Taoist smiled: "my martial arts are really careless, but it's enough for me to punish traitors and eliminate evil and walk on behalf of heaven. Listen to you, your martial arts are very good? "

He Xie looked at the Taoist priest and said, "if you only use martial arts, you have no chance to fight in front of me."

The Taoist smiled: "I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue! Young man, do you know what is "there are people outside people and there are days outside the world?"

"I know this better than you." He Xie smiled.

The Taoist snorted coldly, "if you talk but don't do fake tricks, dare you compete with me?"

"Well," He Xie said with a smile, "let me see the Taoist priest's magic. What's the brilliance?"

"I can't use magic against you." The Taoist sneered, "it's too small here. Go outside. Remember, the person who taught you today is Yan Chixia!"

"No," He Xie smiled and drank the water in the cup, "if it's just a martial arts contest, it's OK here."

As soon as the voice fell, he shook his wrist and immediately shot the water cup in his hand at Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia was surprised. She didn't expect any heresy to start, but he reacted very quickly and reached out like a water cup.

But as soon as he started, he felt like he was holding on to a piece of red coal. He suddenly screamed and couldn't help but let go.

The next moment, he only felt a flower in front of him, one hand had pinched his throat, and Yan Chixia suddenly became stiff.

He Xie smiled and whispered, took back the water cup from Yan Chixia's hand, loosened his throat and said leisurely, "Taoist priest, your martial arts are really just a little fur."

Yan Chixia's face turned red, frightened and annoyed. He didn't expect that he would be controlled by He Xie before he could even react. The words he just said were like slapping on his face.

"You... You sneak attack! Not this time! " Yan Chixia cried in shame.

Before he practiced Taoism, he was a famous and skilled judge. His great reputation depends on his height and strong martial arts, but now he can't even take a move. How can he accept it?

"If you don't use magic, it will still be the result a hundred times." He Xie smiled and shook his head. "Your martial arts are basically the style of crops."

Cang Lang!

Yan Chixia pulled out her sword without saying a word.

"Look at the sword!"

He drank softly and stabbed him with a sword.

But he Xie just gently stretched out two fingers and clamped his sword.

Then he stretched out his other hand and bent his finger on the ridge of the sword.

Zheng!

With a pleasant sound of the sword, Yan Chixia only felt a strange force, which made half of her body numb in an instant. The next moment, he found that his sword had reached He Xie's hand.

"This......" Yan Chixia couldn't believe her eyes.

"You, you're a spell!" He cried in surprise and anger.

He smiled a faint smile on one's face, and the red face of Yan suddenly rose.

He is a monk. How can he not know whether he Xie used magic just now, but he has never seen such profound internal power and martial arts.

"Good sword." He Xie turned his wrist and looked at the broad sword in his hand and expressed heartfelt admiration. Then he turned his wrist and handed the sword to Yan Chixia again.

Yan Chixia's face was green and red. It was wonderful. He took the sword with a cold hum, turned and left.

But as soon as he got to the door, he stopped again. He was really unwilling and humiliated.

He pretended to be cold and said, "your martial arts are really good, but if I use magic, you can't even catch my move. Do you believe it?"

He Xie said with a smile, "don't believe it."

Yan Chixia immediately looked happy, but when she turned around, she looked serious, raised her chin and said, "originally, my magic was only used to deal with demons and ghosts, but since you don't know the greatness of heaven and earth, it's better to let you see it, so as not to make you look like a frog at the bottom of a well, ridiculous and sad."

He Xie sighed: "you talk so full again. Won't it be more humiliating to lose later?"

"Ha ha..." Yan Chixia laughed deliberately, "I will lose to you?"

He suddenly pinched the formula with one hand and shouted, "sword defense!"

Buzz!

At the next moment, the broad sword in his hand suddenly shot at He Xie like a sword leaving the string!

He Xie's eyes were frozen, and he suddenly flashed sideways when he saw the sword in front of him, but he didn't know that the broad sword seemed like a living creature. The sword body was just parallel to He Xie, and immediately cut it horizontally.

He Xie stepped on the gossip and dodged again, while the broad sword chased after him and stabbed him in the back of his head.

He Xie bowed his head, and the broad sword almost "brushed" over his head.

He Xie's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He grabbed the handle of the sword at the moment when he passed by.