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Chapter Thirty-Six Old Daoist Tan Can’t Come(2/2)

"It depends on whether you have the ability to defeat Yao Zhong'er. I will naturally learn from you."

Lu Xiaoxian saw that the old man was a little confused and deliberately provoked his mood.

The old Taoist coughed and felt a fishy smell in his mouth. Looking again, there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you, just go away. I will pay for your rebellious disciples with their lives to pay for the dead villagers."

After hearing what Lu Xiaoxian said, the old man was not too excited. He also thought that he was no match for Yao Zhong'er. Looking at the young man in front of him, he could only sigh silently.

Just as he was about to leave, Lu Xiaoxian called out to the old man: "Hey, old man, why don't you teach me how to draw talisman with one or two hands. It doesn't need to be very good, and it doesn't need to be your special skill. Just be able to draw whatever you want. It's quite fun to watch."

The old Taoist doesn't want to deal with this guy, he's so naughty even if he doesn't become a disciple.

"Hey, I told you not to be so stingy, just teach me a few tricks."

As long as Lu Xiaoxian wants to learn, he likes to learn it secretly and imitate it since he was a child. He is also very smart and can easily understand the essence. He also has a habit of learning secretly and imitating it. After he has learned it, he still has to show off in front of you. He is indebted to you.

The way he was beaten really made his hands itch.

"Then you'll be fine."

The old Taoist was a little impatient. As he spoke, he took out another magic talisman from his arms and melted it on his fingertips.

"Can you not learn this trick and try another method? Will the burning fingers not hurt?"

Lu Xiaoxian was talking, thinking about how he could make gestures like the old Taoist. At this time, the old Taoist unexpectedly shot out with two fingers, and the flaming talisman jumped straight towards Lu Xiaoxian.

Lu Xiaoxian was still meditating. He put his hand into his arms and squeezed out the air with his two fingers. Then he followed the old way and drew a horizontal stroke with his fingers. Before he could complete the stroke, his body went limp and fell to the ground, unconscious.

.Shi Hu hurried forward to check Lu Xiaoxian’s condition.

Looking at the sky again, the Taihe Formation was raised again. It turned out that the ten disciples of Guitan quietly formed the formation, wanting to avenge their master. At the same time, eight protective flags shot out from the theater and were planted in all directions. Following this,

Also coming was a rolling white-robed general.

"Since the master of the ascetic altar is here, Xiaosheng should come to greet him. I am busy and neglect the altar master. But please be respectful and don't embarrass Xiaosheng's friends."

The white-robed general spoke respectfully, but his face was not pretty at all.

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