Nun xiumingyue is very angry. Her dress is as white as snow and ethereal as dust. She looks like a fairy entering the world.
Now, the mind here, let this clumsy woman sprinkle a big pool of chicken blood, ugly to death, let her still how to wear?
"How much is it? I'll compensate you for it."
The third sister-in-law was terrified and helpless when she saw that the other party did not help her.
"Compensation? Can you afford it? " Nun Mingyue rolled her eyes. "It's made of ice silk. What do you want to compensate me for?"
"Mingyue, don't be the same as ordinary people." Deacon Qiu waved his hand. He is the master of Mingyue and Moxi.
On this trip, he and Deacon fan each brought two apprentices to Jiangzhou to select a young man with the talent of cultivating Taoism. At present, Qin Nian, a boy with the talent of Huoyuan, belongs to his family, and the other one is also denied by him.
So deacon fan is empty handed. He is in a good mood.
"No, master, I have to give this woman a little pain."
The nun Mingyue was very angry. She gritted her teeth and raised her hands. Suddenly, some water gushed out of the big jar beside her. She turned into a tiger and rushed to her third sister-in-law.
"Ah!! What kind of monster is this? Go away, don't come here! "
The third sister-in-law, who had seen this battle, was so scared that she ran all over the yard.
Luo Zihao and the two old men are still hanging on. Seeing the third sister-in-law being taught by the beautiful friar, they smile with schadenfreude.
"It's worthy of being the fairy of Xianmen. This water tiger is so lifelike!"
The old man in grey was surprised.
At this time, the third sister-in-law was chased by the water tiger and had nowhere to escape. She had to drill into the hall and ran into Luo Yu who came out with Mu orange.
Luo Yu helped the third aunt for a while, looking at the water tiger catching up with him, cold eyes swept.
All of a sudden, the water tiger condensed into an ice tiger, lost the ability to move, fell to the ground, fell into a piece of ice.
Seeing this, Deacon Qiu and Deacon fan, as well as their apprentices, all cast surprised eyes.
"Smelly boy, do you dare to break my magic and want to fight with this fairy?"
Nun moon Leng next, a face anger.
"My family is kind enough to cook for you. Even if your third aunt soiled your clothes, you can be excused. You dare to tease her with magic. Don't go too far."
Luo Yu puts his third aunt aside and confronts him.
"What if it's too much?"
The nun Mingyue sneered and pinched the seal with her hands. The remaining water in the VAT burst out, turned into a Python and rolled to Luoyu.
"Then I'm not welcome!"
Luo Yu holds up his hand, and the water Python collapses in the air. Before the scattered water falls to the ground, it turns into water ropes in the air, condenses into a net, and covers the nun's moon and wraps it up.
"Boy, how dare you bully my younger martial sister!"
Xiumo Xi got up from the stool, took out the sword on his back, flattened his hand, pushed the handle, and the sword flew to Luo Yu, "let's taste the sword skill of Xianmen!"
"It's also called Royal sword? You haven't entered yet. "
Luo Yu's face is smiling. He is really using the method of cultivating truth in the imperial sword, but the art of imperial sword has just begun to cultivate.
Facing the straight sword, Luo Yu waved his backhand, and the sword drew a circle in the air and flew back.
"This..."
Male xiumo Xi was shocked. He dodged in a hurry. Just relieved, he managed to avoid the sword. He came back from the bag, and the speed was faster than just now.
The sword passed his face and a strand of long hair was cut off.
"Master, help me!"
At that moment, he was so frightened that he hid behind his master, Deacon Qiu.
"Dare you bully my disciples?"
Deacon Qiu's eyes were angry, his body was flowing, and a bottle like light and shadow rose, fixing the sword in the air.
"Fa Xiang?"
Luo Yu chuckled.
All those who enter the Tao can begin to manifest the Dharma, but at the beginning, they are all empty, and they have little effect except to prove that they are a Taoist.
Only when the Dharma of cultivation contains the true understanding of Tao, can we engrave "Tao trace" on the "Dharma phase" and constantly improve it.
This person's Dharma image is a bottle, not too special.
"You have some insight. The Tao, bottle, and Dharma form of this seat has been formed. You are the master of Xuanmen in the world, and you will not pay attention to this seat."
However, Deacon Qiu is proud of this. He thinks that Luo Yu is just a more powerful master among the warlocks. Once he shows his powerful Dharma, he can suppress it completely.
"You look like nothing."
Luo Yu is full of disdain. In the eyes of Xuanmen warlocks, FA Xiang is unattainable, but here in Luo Yu, it's pediatrics.
Luo Yu looked at the man holding it out of thin air, and then the people present could see it with their naked eyes. The bottle that enveloped deacon Qiu cracked quickly.
"This..."
On one side, Deacon fan's face changed dramatically. He got up quickly, knelt down on one knee, and said in a trembling voice: "God, show mercy!"
With the crack of the light and shadow in the bottle, Deacon Qiu, who was in the bottle, was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with panic. He lost his voice and begged: "God... I'm wrong, please let me go..."
Under the immortal, it is impossible to attack the FA Xiang directly.
They seem to understand something.
Mo Xi and the other two young disciples did not know what happened, but they shivered inexplicably.
Luo Yu slightly pondered, released the grip of the palm.
"Thank you for your forgiveness!"
If bailiff Qiu is granted amnesty, he quickly removes the Dao Ping FA Xiang and looks at Luo Yu with fright.
"Shangxian..."
Deacon fan rushed over with an excited face.
"Well, I'm not interested. You can go after dinner."
Luo Yu knows what the fairy deacon wants to say and interrupts him coldly.
"Yes..." deacon fan nodded submissively.
After a while, the firewood meal was ready and a table was set up in the yard.
"Some fairies, please have a meal." The third sister-in-law called carefully. They didn't understand what happened just now.
However, after the third sister-in-law's greeting, the two deacons, who said they were in a hurry, stood still for a long time with their own foundation.
"Shangxian, please take a seat."
Seeing Luo Yu come out, the two deacons of Xianmen quickly and respectfully greet him.
Luo Yu sat down at will and said in a soft voice, "sit down at will."
Hearing this, the four disciples had nothing to do with it, and the two deacons of the immortal sect showed their eager faces of being flattered.
"Don't let me out." As Luo Yu moved his chopsticks, he passed a message to them.
The two deacons of Xianmen nodded heavily in a cold sweat.
Later, Luo Yu glances at the sneaky old master Qin, then looks down at his brother and sister Qin Hao and Qin Jiao from time to time
"Take both of them on the road later."
"Yes." Deacon fan and Deacon Qiu answered quickly.
Looking at his brother and sister, Deacon Fan said, "you two, please come to my door."
"According to the rules, one for each person!" Deacon Qiu looks at Luo Yu flatteringly, not to be outdone.
Hearing this, the chopsticks in old master Qin's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he burst into tears.
Qin Hao and Qin Jiao quickly put down their bowls and chopsticks, knelt down on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Luo's great kindness will always be remembered by our brothers and sisters..."
Luo Zihao and two old men of the Luo nationality, who are writing ink at the gate, have long been stunned. They accept apprentices from the immortal gate. Why are they robbed of their apparently mediocre brothers and sisters because of that guy's words?