On the hillside not far from the Taoist temple, there is a pavilion for cooling off, where an old Taoist priest with frosted temples sits.

Next to the old Taoist priest, a young man stood upright in the pavilion, his eyes as sharp as a blade.

If Zhang Yi was here, he would definitely know this young man.

This young man is nothing but the thief he met in the bus station.

As for the old Taoist priest in front of him, it was Tian Canzi who was expelled from the sect.

Suddenly, footsteps came faintly under the hillside, from far to near.

Soon, Song Miaosi appeared in their sight.

Song Miaosi's appearance made Tian Canzi slightly excited and asked impatiently: "Miaosi, have you obtained the entire Breaking Array Sutra?"

"Master, the mission failed."

Song Miaosi said with a bitter face and a depressed face: "I had already got it, but I was caught by Zhang Yi, so--" Hearing this, Tian Canzi's face darkened and muttered: "Senior Brother's little disciple is even more difficult to deal with than we imagined."

The young man took two steps forward and said respectfully: "Master, we can wait here for the rabbit, he will always go down the mountain."

"It makes sense."

Tian Canzi stroked his white beard and nodded slightly, "Let's wait for him to go down the mountain here, so I can meet this guy in person."

He also believed that as long as Zhang Yi went down the mountain, he would easily obtain the entire formation.

As long as he obtains the entire sutra of breaking the formation, he will not be bound by the Taoist temple formation and can enter and exit at will.

Whoosh! Suddenly, a gust of wind broke out around.

"who?"

The young man suddenly turned his head and looked up at the source of the wind. However, a figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Tian Canzi suddenly stood up, squinted his eyes and said, "Mr. Nephew, since he is here, why bother hiding?"

"I am worthy of being a master, and I can never hide it from your old eyes."

As soon as the words came, a strong wind blew towards them. In an instant, a figure of immortal spirit and Taoist bone appeared in front of them.

The person who came was Qingxuzi.

Song Miaosi and the others were shocked and took two steps forward to protect Tian Canzi behind him.

Tian Canzi waved his hand at them and signaled them to retreat.

Song Miaosi and the young man looked at each other, then turned around and left the pavilion, but they did not dare to go too far.

Qing Xuzi's face was filled with a faint smile and saluted to Tian Canzi and said, "Mr. Nephew has met Uncle Master."

"Hey, you don't have to do this with me."

Tian Canzi waved his hand at him, squinted his eyes and said, "Qingxuzi, you should know that I have been expelled from the sect and do not belong to your Qingyang Taoist Temple."

"In my heart, you are always my uncle."

Qing Xuzi looked at Tian Canzi in front of him and asked casually: "Uncle Master travels around the world, did he happen to pass by here?"

"Yes, I'm just passing by here. Do you have any objections?"

Tian Canzi snorted.

"Of course I don't dare to have any objections, but--" Speaking of this, Qing Xuzi paused for a moment, then continued, "Uncle Master probably happened to pass by, right?"

But there was a premeditated appearance here, right?"

"You—" Tian Canzi was a little angry and embarrassed by Qing Xuzi's words, and snorted: "Qing Xuzi, I tell you, please don't care about this matter, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Qing Xuzi shook his head when he heard this and said, "Uncle Master, is that kind of thing really so important to you?"

"I am determined to win such things, even if your master comes, it will be useless."

Tian Canzi snorted.

“You can’t get something like that.”

Qing Xuzi smiled and said, "The master set up this formation to prevent you from seizing such things. If your nephew is right, you want to obtain the entire sutra of breaking the formation to break this formation, right?"

"It's true that I can't hide it from you."

Tian Canzi's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "You are right. I just want to get the entire sutra of breaking the formation. If you know the truth, I advise you to hand it over honestly and not force me to use a strong one."

"The entire sutra of breaking the formation is not on me."

Qing Xuzi shook her head.

“What if I catch you?

You said your junior brother, will you use the entire sutra of the Popolar Formation to exchange for you?"

Tian Canzi smiled, smiling coldly, and then said, "I have to say, are you here to fulfill me?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Xuzi sighed lightly: "Uncle Master, you are still so stubborn and greedy, which will only make people fall into the devil's way. Your martial arts cultivation has transcended the world. Why do you want to choose to fall into the devil's way for such things?"

"Don't tell me these big truths."

Tian Canzi snorted lightly, stared at Qing Xuzi coldly and said, "Is it really interesting that you always use this reason to lie to me?"

"Where have we lie to you? I believe that with your intelligence, we should be very clear."

Qingxuzi said.

"I don't care about this. Since you are here, don't leave easily!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Canzi's whole body suddenly surged out of aura.

This momentum is as powerful as a rainbow, and is outrageously strong.

Qing Xuzi was shocked, and gently waved the whisk in his hand, forming a barrier in front of him to block the momentum.

Tian Canzi narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "Mr. Nephew, you haven't seen him for many years. Your martial arts cultivation has improved!"

"Uncle Master, you'd better stop."

Qing Xuzi's face became solemn and said in a deep voice: "In the path of martial arts, there are many ways to practice, so why should I take this shortcut?

Understanding the great way of heaven and earth is the best way for us practitioners to practice.”

"I'm paralyzed! I've long seen you feel very upset!"

Tian Canzi suddenly became angry and pointed at him and cursed: "As your former uncle, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?"

"Uncle Master, you misunderstood. I'm not teaching you a lesson."

Qing Xuzi was a little amused and crying.

"Stop talking nonsense, you'd better stay."

Tian Canzi suddenly rushed forward, stretched out his right hand forward, forming a wisp of finger wind.

In an instant, the wind blew around, and even Song Miaosi and the others couldn't help but raise their hands to block the gust of wind.

Bang bang bang—Immediately afterwards, the sound of fighting came from the strong wind.

For a moment, they couldn't see the situation inside.

Bang! Another strong collision, and the next moment, Qingxuzi retreated from the strong wind, and a faint bloodshot was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The strong wind dissipated, and the figure of Tiancanzi appeared.

Tian Canzi narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Qing Xuzi in front of him and said, "Mr. Nephew, your martial arts cultivation has improved compared to before."

Qing Xuzi calmed down the turbulent blood in his body in a few breaths. He smiled faintly and said, "Uncle Master, your martial arts cultivation has not improved for so many years."

"You--" Tian Canzi was choked. Indeed, his martial arts cultivation has indeed not made any progress over the years.

Thinking about Qingxuzi, how could he take ten moves?

Now, Qing Xuzi can not only take ten moves, but even catch a hundred moves.

It seemed that time had not been long before, but they fought hundreds of moves in the strong wind.
Chapter completed!