"You are pretending to be respectful and polite, but all you want is for me to teach you the killing swordsmanship."

"As expected, he is a follower of the shameless Taoist Taoist Master Duo Bao. He has the same temperament."

When Yuan Gong's phantom appeared, he taught Tao Qian a lesson without even teaching him any sword skills.

How could he, Tao Dazhen, bear this grievance? He immediately argued:

"Senior Yuan Gong, please don't wrong this junior. If you don't teach me the swordsmanship, this junior will have no complaints or any resentment."

"Isn't it just a set of secret demon-sacrifice sword techniques? If Mr. Yuan doesn't teach it, I have other methods. I can get it from the demonic thoughts of the demon outside the territory. It will only take more time, and it doesn't mean anything."

"My being so polite is actually a sign of respect for Duke Yuan's killing methods."

"I heard that Mr. Yuan fought with my master for a whole day before he was defeated and died."

"It is a pity that the senior has died, but being able to be entangled with my master for so long is enough to make the junior feel respected."

Tao Qian's words sounded like he was praising Duke Yuan.

But after the latter heard this, he immediately raised his red eyebrows and said angrily:

"Nonsense! Who told you that?"

"You kid, please explain to me, what does it mean to die in spite of defeat?"

"If I hadn't killed those demonic cultivators who were taking advantage of the situation that day, how would I have gotten Duobao to take advantage of me?"

"Didn't you already learn the 'Demonstration Style'? You should know the power of this style and the price you have to pay."

"If that's not the case, I won't be afraid of Duobao even if he fights for three days and three nights."

"Many treasures, many treasures, that is, relying on the wealth of treasures, saying that you are fighting alone, but actually using magic weapons to hit people. It is really an insult to the face of our monks."

"If my Secret Demon Sect had not been surrounded by Taoists and Buddhas at that time and had no one to save me, how could I be afraid of him?"

"I was blind that day with the Demon Slaying Sword. What a fairy sword. I secretly chose such a shameless master..."

In the middle of speaking, Mr. Yuan seemed to realize something and suddenly stopped.

His head was lowered somewhat stiffly, and his infinitely sharp eyes were filled with red brows. He stared at Tao Qian who was listening with great interest and only had to take out some fruits and drinks.

Although he is a phantom left behind hundreds of years ago, his physical cultivation and magical powers are extremely amazing. This phantom is even more agile than the phantom of Buddha's light left by Bai Qinzi.

Although he is a white ape with an upright temperament and has been practicing for many years, he is not lacking in wisdom.

Looking at Tao Qian's performance, I still don't understand why.

This junior simply deliberately provoked him to tell the secret gossip of those years.

Especially when it came to the dark history of his master, Tao Qian listened with great interest.

"Senior Mr. Yuan, why don't you continue talking?"

"Don't worry, I have always been strict with my words. There is no way I will go to my teacher to sue you."

"Besides, you have been dead for many years without a grave, so you don't even care about this."

Tao Qian spat out these words.

Immediately, Mr. Yuan's red eyebrows trembled, his facial features became more lively, and then he burst out laughing.

"It looks like, it really looks like."

"Your shameless appearance is exactly the same as that of Duobao back then."

"Back then, that guy was clearly invited by Shenxuan Zong to help with the boxing, and I heard that he had been granted benefits beforehand. But when he got to the gate of My Secret Demon Mountain, that guy's face was directly exposed."

"The speed of searching for treasures is three points faster than that of the group of locust demon cultivators. Unexpectedly, this fellow is very good at practicing the art of heaven. He can tell where there are treasures in the mountain gate by just pointing. Some places are even my secret

Even the demon elder didn't know it, so he dug three feet into the ground to find it."

"Some of your righteous disciples look down upon you and want him to restrain himself, but in addition to performing heavenly arts, this guy has also practiced the Ten Thousand Treasures Art. The treasures that others have worked hard to break through the forbidden methods can be used after being seduced by him.

Go and vote for him."

"If the master of suffering comes to him and asks for it, he will put on a helpless look and say, 'This treasure is destined for him.' If the magic treasure throws itself at him, he will not be able to drive it away. He will go crazy because there are many monks in your sect."

"It's okay for the Taoist monks, but what's even worse is those demonic cultivators. If they are unlucky enough to bump into him, they will be killed by his treasures without even saying hello. The treasures they have worked so hard to plunder and dig out will naturally fall into his hands..."

Mr. Yuan spoke freely, and Tao Qian had to admit that he enjoyed listening to it.

But when he heard what happened later, he suddenly felt something bad.

There was a sudden thump in my heart, and I thought to myself:

"I'm going to suffer, I'm going to suffer!"

"I'm still inside the mountain gate, but I'm a little carried away. I deliberately provoked Senior Yuan Gong to describe the master's dark history. If he listens to it, wouldn't he be beaten?"

At this thought, Tao Qian seemed to have seen his cheap master's hands, which had been rubbed with a lot of sweat and dirt, patting him from the air.

He quickly calmed down his expression and opened his mouth to interrupt Mr. Yuan, who had come to talk about sex and was chattering endlessly.

Tao Qian's reactions and actions were already very fast, but he was still too late.

The door of the quiet room opened with a bang, and a stream of magic power came through the air.

First, he struck Tao Qian, and then the magic power was directed towards Mr. Yuan.

At the same time, the voice of Zhenjun Duobao, who was clearly angry and angry, immediately sounded in the quiet room.

"You don't keep your red eyebrows trimmed. You're still not honest even after you've been dead for so many years."

"Pindao is kind enough to help you and find such a good successor for you, so that your proud sword technique of sacrificing one's life will not be lost."

"It's fine if you don't think well of me. On the contrary, you want to smear my reputation in front of the younger generation."

"You said I hit someone with a magic weapon, bah, don't raise your eyebrows with your red eyebrows. Unless the secret demon sect leader with the grass on his grave is crawling out of his grave, then you, the white monkey with red eyebrows, can't do it.

You want me to hit you with my Wanbao, it’s just a wishful thinking.”
Chapter completed!