"Bang! Bang!" Just as the two brothers were arguing over a boring question, there was a knock on the door.
Xu Aotian and Fang Ziyu looked at each other and thought of their senior and junior sisters.
"Who is it?" Xu Aotian asked loudly.
"Aotian, open the door. It's me."
Xu Aotian stuck out his tongue and jumped off the bed to open the door. There were seven people standing outside the door. They were the elders of the Hollow Jade Temple. However, Bai Hao was not one of them. Instead, there was a sloppy old man who had led Xu Aotian and Fang Ziyu to Kunlun. The old Taoist priest still looked sloppy. His clothes were dirty, and his head and face were unkempt. It seemed that he had not taken a bath for many years.
When he saw the old Taoist priest Xu Aotian, he could not help but cry out,"Damn old man, why are you here?”
With a dull thud, Xu Aotian squatted on the ground and covered his head in pain.
Rubbing his fingers, the old Taoist priest snorted and said,"Looks like you really want to practice the Iron Head Technique. No matter how I teach you, you can't change it.”
At this moment, Fang Ziyu's cold voice came from the room,""Stinky old man, what are you doing here?"
Sect Master Baixuan Zhenren's face darkened. The old Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly,""Even Fang Wazi calls me that. My life is really tough. However, I don't dare to offend you, Fang Wazi. You even dare to go against the sect master, and I can't guarantee that you won't tear apart my old bones.”
"He dares!" the Sect Leader said in a deep voice.
Fang Ziyu snorted coldly and did not say anything else.
Xu Aotian, who was still squatting on the ground, covered his head and cried out in pain,"Grand…Grand Uncle-Master, why did you only hit me?”
"Because you're easy to bully." The old Taoist priest chuckled.”
"Bullsh * t!" Xu Aotian shouted unwillingly. Seeing the old Taoist priest knock on the door again, he was so scared that he quickly ran into the house.
The old Taoist priest turned to the sect master and said,"Your disciple has been spoiled by you."”
The sect leader shook his head with a bitter smile. He extended a hand to the old Taoist priest and said respectfully,"Martial Uncle, please."
The old Taoist priest did not stand on ceremony and walked straight into the house. The sect master and the elders followed behind the old Taoist priest.
After entering the room, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Fang Ziyu, who was sitting on the bed. Fang Ziyu didn't want to be outdone and looked straight into everyone's eyes. Thus, the seven elders and one youth stared at each other without saying a word. Xu Aotian finally couldn't help but let out a dry cough, breaking the strange atmosphere.
"Die…" Seeing the old priest glare at him, Xu Aotian quickly changed his words."Martial Granduncle, didn't you go out to travel? Why are you back?"
The old Taoist priest grinned, revealing a row of yellowed teeth."Such a big thing happened in the sect, how could I not rush back?”He turned to Fang Ziyu and said,"Fang Wazi, you're improving very quickly."”After saying that, he placed a hand on Fang Ziyu's shoulder.
When his hand touched his shoulder, Fang Ziyu felt a strong surge of genuine Qi from the old Taoist priest's hand seeping into his body, pressing down on his shoulder bone until it cracked. The four strands of zhenqi in his body instantly circulated automatically to resist this external zhenqi. Fang Ziyu's face darkened as he thought to himself,"So this old man is an expert."”Although Fang Ziyu's four strands of genuine Qi were resisting the old Taoist's genuine Qi, they were still no match for the old Taoist. The genuine Qi was suppressed by the old Taoist's genuine Qi and forced straight into his body.
A drop of cold sweat trickled down Fang Ziyu's forehead. If the old Taoist priest's Genuine Qi broke through his defense and reached his Dantian, all his secrets would be known by the old Taoist priest. Gritting his teeth, Fang Ziyu channeled all of his zhenqi into the incoming zhenqi.
Bai Du saw sweat on Fang Ziyu's forehead and said in shock,""Uncle-Master, please allow me to stay."
Sect Master Bai Xuan comforted her," Don't worry, Junior Sister. Martial Uncle is only testing Ziyu's cultivation. He'll be fine."”
Bai Du shook his head helplessly and didn't say anything else, but he still looked worriedly at the old Taoist priest and Fang Ziyu who were secretly fighting.
Actually, the old Taoist was also feeling bitter. He wanted to see how strong Fang Ziyu's Nascent Soul was, but when the Genuine Qi entered his body, Fang Ziyu's body actually produced four streams of Genuine Qi to resist it. If one were to practice only one cultivation technique, it would be impossible for one to have a second strand of zhenqi in their body. However, Fang Ziyu's body had four strands of zhenqi, which meant that he had practiced four cultivation techniques. He was the one who personally recommended Fang Ziyu into the Hollow Jade Temple. If he had really been secretly cultivating the cultivation techniques of other sects, the old Taoist priest would not be able to bear the crime. Therefore, he could not help but increase his strength to break through Fang Ziyu's defense and enter his dantian to take a look.
On the other hand, Fang Ziyu did not want the old Taoist to know his secret. Once he broke through his defense and reached his Dantian, the old Taoist would discover the root of the demonic power in his body. At that time, there was no way to guess what would happen. It was very likely that these people in front of him would cripple his cultivation. Fang Ziyu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought about how his hard-earned cultivation was now crippled and how he had no hope of getting revenge. He clenched his teeth and frantically drew out all his Zhen Yuan from the four Zhen Qi balls to resist the old Taoist's Zhen Qi.
The old Taoist was shocked. He didn't expect Fang Ziyu to be so crazy that he was using up all his Zhen Yuan to resist him. The old Taoist priest could not help but shake his head and sigh bitterly. At this moment, he could not stop. If he persisted, he would cause great harm to Fang Ziyu. It was very likely that his cultivation would be useless. If he withdrew his Genuine Qi, Fang Ziyu's body was already in a state of turmoil. Once he retreated, Fang Ziyu's Genuine Qi would counterattack him, and he would also be seriously injured. That was also an outcome that the old Taoist did not want to see. After weighing the pros and cons, the old Taoist could only maintain the current situation before thinking about anything else.
The people standing at the side didn't know that the two of them were in danger, except for Bai Du, they all looked calm and collected. The Sect Leader looked at Bai Jie and said,""Your disciple isn't bad. He reached the late stage of Nascent Soul in just six years. He's the first person in the history of the cultivation world. As a master, you're also proud.”
Bai Jie smiled," It's nothing. The disciple of the sect leader is also not bad. He has reached the middle stage of the heart rate after six years of cultivation. This is also a great feat in the cultivation world."”
The Sect Leader waved his hand and smiled,"Compared to your disciple, he's far inferior."”
"How could that be? Ziyu was just lucky. If he didn't have the opportunity, I think he might not even be tempted yet.”
The sect leader nodded with a smile, as if this was how it should be. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Bai Du shout: ""Martial Uncle, you can't!"
Everyone followed the voice and saw that the old Taoist priest's face was tense, and purple qi was faintly visible on his face. Fang Ziyu was gritting his teeth so hard that he was bleeding, his face pale. Clearly, the two of them were no longer testing each other, but were competing with each other in terms of true qi.
Xu Aotian was shocked. He rushed towards the two of them, but was pulled back by the sect leader and shouted,"Don't act rashly. The two of them are currently fighting with their zhenqi, and it's extremely dangerous. You can't be disturbed or you'll go berserk.”
Xu Aotian didn't dare to approach the two of them anymore. He shouted,"Damn old man, let go of my brother. Did you hear that?"
The elders didn't pay attention to Xu Aotian. They were focused on the old Taoist priest and Fang Ziyu who were fighting each other.
Bai Jie was sweating profusely and said,""What should we do?"
The Sect Leader shook his head but didn't answer him. He knew what Bai Jie was worried about. One had to know that the weaker party would always be at a disadvantage in a battle of zhenqi. Once the opponent's zhenqi attacked, the defeated party would suffer irreparable damage, and it was very likely that his cultivation would be crippled.
Although Bai Jie was influenced by the old Taoist priest's warning and did not pay much attention to Fang Ziyu, to have such an outstanding disciple made his master proud. During the two years Fang Ziyu had been missing, Bai Du would go to Bai Jie every ten days or half a month to lecture him. As for this Junior Sister who was doted on by the Master and the Sect Master, Bai Jie didn't dare to refute her too much. He could only agree to it, but he didn't care about it in his heart. However, as time passed, Bai Jie was persuaded by Bai Du to become enlightened. He understood that becoming an immortal or a devil depended on one's heart, and whether his disciple would be good or bad in the future depended on his guidance as a master. In addition to the hundreds of years of Disaster Cultivation, there were six disciples before Fang Ziyu, but they were all mediocre. Although the sixth disciple, Ye Feng, had good talent, he was still above average, far from Xu Aotian and Fang Ziyu. With these factors, Bai Jie gradually opened his heart to Fang Ziyu. After Fang Ziyu returned, he had made up his mind to teach him well in the future, but he did not know that the relationship between master and disciple had not been repaired yet and had caused such trouble. Bai Jie was in a mess. He could only pray to the gods and pray that the old Taoist would show mercy and not let Fang Ziyu hurt his foundation. Otherwise, no matter what kind of elixir he had, Fang Ziyu would never be able to reach the Immortal Realm in his life.
Fang Ziyu had already reached the edge of his limit, and the Genuine Qi in his body was almost exhausted. Although the old Taoist priest's Genuine Qi did not advance further, it did not recede either. Helpless, Fang Ziyu could only try his best to extract the remaining Genuine Vitality from his Dantian with the mentality of 'if it doesn't work, it will be done.' The black, red, white, and purple balls of true qi had already been consumed, leaving only four round objects that looked like inner cores. They were red, black, purple, and white respectively, and no longer had the imposing manner of the powerful balls of qi that coiled around their bodies. It was like four furry puppies that had their fur shaved off, leaving only a bald appearance. It was very pitiful. Fang Ziyu had also started to fall into a semi-conscious state as his Zhen Yuan was exhausted. The remaining consciousness was still resisting the old Taoist priest's invading Zhen Qi.
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