Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 251

"Senior brother, why did you come back so early today? Don't you have to go to Master for treatment in the future?" Xiao

Zhixing put down the scripture in his hand and exclaimed happily.

Senior Brother Zhiyuan didn't say a word, looked at Xiao Zhixing with a smile, and just waved at him.

"Senior brother, why don't you speak?" Xiao

Zhixing jumped down from the stool and obediently walked towards Senior Brother Zhiyuan.

Taking a closer look, Senior Brother Zhiyuan's state did look much better.

His face was a lot more bloody than it had been that day.

It's just....

Why did the senior brother's pupils turn red?

Looking at Zhixing who was getting closer and closer in front of him, Zhiyuan's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he slowly opened his mouth, exuding a strong fishy smell.

"Teacher, senior brother..."

Xiao Zhixing saw Zhiyuan's scarlet gaze, and his legs instantly weakened.

"Ho-ho... Ho..."

A pair of big hands grabbed Xiao Zhixing.

"No, don't come here!Master, help!" Just

as Zhiyuan was about to catch Xiao Zhixing, a soft snort suddenly sounded in Xiao Zhixing's ears.

Senior Brother Zhiyuan was instantly restrained, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

"Hehe, it's really a surprise to the teacher, the blood corpse made from a small shrimp in the middle stage of Qi cultivation can actually break through the seal of the early stage

of the Dao level?" Li Xiuyang slowly walked out of the darkness, with a yin smile on his face.

"Master, Master?" Xiao

Zhixing was shocked and frightened, and he was extremely frightened!

It's all a lie

! The yin wind in that night, and the faint cry for help, turned out to be not a dream, it was really a senior brother asking for help

!"Why is Zhiyuan's cultivation low, and the blood corpse refined is more powerful than his senior brother?, interesting

!" "Master, you, you actually killed the senior brothers! They are all your disciples!"

Xiao Zhixing pointed at Li Xiuyang in horror, "Could it be that the other senior brothers who came down the mountain were also killed by you..."

Li Xiuyang glanced at him and said lightly: "After raising you for so many years, there is not a single seedling who has entered the Dao! It is better to be refined into a blood corpse to help me do things and repay the kindness of nurturing."

"No, it's impossible! It's not true!" Xiao

Zhixing begged bitterly: "Master, tell me quickly, this is all fake, am I dreaming, okay?"

Li Xiuyang was completely unmoved, rubbing the black jade wrench in his hand, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's time to repay the favor. Zhixing's realm is too low, continue to work hard in the future. I look forward to the day when I repay you for my teacher

, and I am looking forward to it..."As he spoke, Li Xiuyang exuded a ghostly aura all over his body, and a big hand stretched out to Xiao Zhixing, and several black mist drilled into his body.

Xiao Zhixing screamed, and then his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

The next morning, Xiao Zhixing rubbed his sleepy eyes and went to morning class as usual.

During the morning class, Li Xiuyang announced: "Zhiyuan can't stand the pain of cultivation, and has already gone down the mountain to return to the world." If any of you want to return to the world, the teacher will not stop you. Hearing

Li Xiuyang's words, the disciples were suddenly a little nervous.

The other disciples did not grow up in the Yangxiu Temple like Xiao Zhixing, and many people just yearned to become immortals, but they couldn't stand the valley and penance, and immediately a few disciples said that they wanted to go down the mountain.

Li Xiuyang's eyes flashed with a hint of undetectable coldness, and he said lightly:

"Master and apprentice, I have a parting gift for you, and I will go to this room after the morning class." The other disciples cultivate normally, and if there is a difference between the immortals in the future, don't send them away. The

disciples nodded obediently, and then went to cultivate on their own.

Xiao Zhixing scratched his head, and his mouth couldn't help but pout.

Did Senior Brother Zhiyuan go down the mountain again? Don't say a word to me before leaving.

Why do I say the word "again"?

The next time you go back to the mountain, you must remember to bring roast chicken!

Looking at the main hall with dripping water, Cheng Fan slowly opened his eyes and retracted his mind.

This Yang Xiuguan Guan has really become a lackey of the evil cultivator, and he even refined his own apprentice into a bloody corpse, the crime is unforgivable!

A trace of coldness flashed in Cheng Fan's eyes, and he had already defined Li Xiuyang as a dead man.

There are only two possibilities for this person to come to see himself.

Either they cooperated with the evil cultivators to deceive themselves into watching and forcibly besieged and killed.

Either the evil cultivator couldn't figure out his combat strength and sent Li Xiuyang to test his strength.

Cheng Fan immediately unfolded his divine sense, enveloping the entire Five Towns Mountain.

Except for Li Xiuyang, who was waiting a little impatiently, there was no other abnormal aura at the foot of the mountain.

It seems that it is the second type, testing one's strength.

Cheng Fan suddenly thought about it, and subconsciously tapped the table with his fingertips.

The system can perfectly shield and detect, even the City God can't see it, and presumably this Li Xiuyang can't detect it.

If he only showed the strength of building a foundation and let the evil cultivator misestimate his own strength, he might be able to catch him off guard in the big

battle! Considering the smooth implementation of the plan and the safety of the little Taoist priest Zhixing, his memory seal could not be lifted yet, so let Li Xiuyang's head be stored in his body first, and then beheaded after the battle!

If Xiao Zhixing learned that his master was a mad demon, all the senior brothers would be refined into bloody corpses.

Cheng Fan is sure that this little guy will never be able to hide his secret.

Thinking of this, Cheng Fan's heart moved, and he dispersed the Nightmare Prayer Technique that acted on Xiao Zhixing's body.

"Ouch, why am I so dizzy? Dao Xuan Dao Chief, have you already changed your clothes?"

Cheng Fan bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "It's changed, I'll go down the mountain with you." The

little Taoist nodded, took Cheng Fan down the mountain, and walked to the pavilion where Li Xiuyang was.

Li Xiuyang waited in the gazebo for nearly half an hour, his face full of impatience.

"Why did Zhixing go for so long, there won't be any incidents, right?"

Li Xiuyang couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

The evil cultivator is about to attack, and his identity must not be revealed!

Li Xiuyang knows very well that once exposed, he will immediately lose his use value and be abandoned by the ghost elder.

Not only that, but that group of jealous and hateful Taoist priests will definitely not let themselves go.

Just when his heart was going up and down, Cheng Fan came to the foot of the mountain with Xiao Zhixing.

"Master, I've invited Dao Xuan Dao Master over!" Hearing

Xiao Zhixing's shout, a trace of essence flashed in Li Xiuyang's eyes, and he secretly probed Cheng Fan's divine sense.

Sure enough, as young as the old ghost said, such a young man could be a Jindan monk

? Is this possible

? But if he is not a Jindan, why can't I see through his realm?

Li Xiuyang's heart instantly woke up the alarm.

Seeing Cheng Fan coming, Li Xiuyang instantly switched to a kind face, greeted him with a smile, and Cheng Fan arched his hand.

"This is the Dao Xuan Dao Chief, right? Poor Daoyang looked at Li Xiuyang for a long time, and looked up to him for a long time.

Cheng Fan pretended to be a college student who was not deeply involved in the world, took three steps and two steps to meet him, and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Li Xiuyang.

Seeing Li Xiuyang arching his hand to him, Cheng Fan was stunned for a moment, and arched his hand in the same way, and said with a big grin:

"Hello Li Daoyou, I am the Daoxuan you are looking for." I've also heard of you, Yang Xiu's view is much better than my dripping view!"

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, Li Xiuyang smiled contemptuously.

This guy is full of vernacular, how can he be a Jindan monk who has achieved great cultivation?