Chapter 472: The foundation of innate Taoism!

Qiu Mobai was almost depressed to death.
He didn't even need to look at it, he felt the ridiculous and ridiculous gaze, piercing himself like a needle.
Especially when he felt the aura of horror suddenly erupting next to him, he became stiff and turned his head very hard...
"Master... Master Uncle."
"Hahaha."
Jian Shishihide smiled and said slowly, "You said, you met an evil devil on the night two days ago, and went out of the city to chase all night?"
"I……"
"Uncle Master."
Qiu Mobai gave a long sigh, then took a deep breath: "Listen to my explanation."
"no need!"
"I have already guessed that it is seven or eighty-eight, and I don't know if I was cheated..."
Jian Seventeen was very depressed, but then he sighed again and again: "I also blame us elders for not having enough education for you."
"In addition to urging you to practice every day, I rarely ask you to learn more, and I have never taught you how to protect yourself."
"Uncle Master, don't say that..."
Sword Seventeen's words on the contrary made Qiu Mobai unable to calm down anymore, and said apologetically, "I was too stupid. I was fooled by others, and..."
"do not blame you."
At this moment, Jian Shiqi shook his head, and then his face was full of sorrow and memories, but that memory seemed to make him unhappy.
"In the beginning, those of us..."
"Ugh!"
"In short, Mo Bai! From now on, you must remember that you must never deal with the Demon Girl of the Purple Mansion. Even the people around him are definitely not credible!"
"As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and the people around the Demon Girl in the Purple Mansion have nothing good!"
"I waited until the elders had not informed you in advance so that you were negligent, and I did not blame you all for this."
"But in the future, you need to remember it!"
"Uncle Master... I remembered it."
Qiu Mo's white complexion was red and black, at this moment, embarrassment and ashamed in his anger.
It's too bad to be pitted!
Not only did the Tianjiao Festival go out without knowing it, but the Cloud Piercing Sword was snatched away by others, and even the possessions of himself and the two law-protecting disciples were looted...
It was inhumane and cruel!
"but!!!"
"Humph!"
Sword Seventeen suddenly let out a cold snort, and his momentum rose: "It's nothing more than the people of the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion, no one who is related to the demon girl is silent!"
"But what is Lin Fan?! It's too arrogant to shoot at you, even dare to take the sword?!"
"After seizing the sword, if you hide it, just ask you for some benefits. He even dared to refine it and use it in public..."
"Isn't this hitting your Jianzi in the face?"
"To hit Jianzi in the face is to hit the face of God Sword Sect. This matter will definitely not end like this!"
He said coldly: "After this fight is over, I will follow him personally. I must let him return the Cloud Piercing Sword and pay the due price!"
Jian Shiqi also felt his face hurt badly now.
I even feel that the entire Sword God Sect is dull. The most important thing is that this is not just ‘he feels’, but it’s true!
Isn’t it just a dull face?
I was robbed of the swords of his own sword by a casual cultivator, and he was still using it in public in this place where the heroes of the world gathered...I lost my face, where is there any glory?
"Thank you Master Uncle."
What else can Qiu Mobai say? He only opened his mouth with a wry smile.
"It's okay."
Jian Shiqi shook his head slightly: "Your cultivation level is lower than him after all. What's more... It's really extraordinary that this son can fight Ji Chutong up to this moment. You are not his opponent, and it is excusable."
Okay!
Qiu Mobai understood it.
When he thought about it, once this matter was exposed, he would have to be severely sprayed by the sword seventeen, and even be punished.
But in the end, the performance of Jian Seventeen was much milder than what I thought. I didn't even wonder why I was defeated, and I didn't call myself too weak or anything.
Qiu Mobai has always felt strange, but now, he is not strange anymore.
The feeling is that the strength of the dog thief at this moment is too strong, so that Shishu feels that I am justified in losing to him? !
"..."
So this means it’s impossible for me to beat Lin Fan? !
At this moment, Qiu Mobai was even more depressed.
Why did I feel even more uncomfortable even though I was not punished, or even reprimanded heavily? !
However, he still whispered: "Uncle Master..."
"Ok?"
"That... he not only robbed my sword, but also my storage bag and all the treasures..."
Sword Seventeen: "Σ(⊙▽⊙"a?????? You???"
now.
The two law-protecting disciples who had been following Qiu Mobai also jumped out, and then eagerly said: "Uncle Shi, we too..."
Sword Seventeen: #￣～￣#)……"
are you crazy!
He wanted to scold his mother.
But at the moment so many people are watching, but it is not easy to have a seizure, and can only depressed: "Let him come back later!!!"
...
At this moment, the third round of the Tianjiao event has also reached a white-hot stage.
but……
In the stands, almost no one paid attention to other people's games. Most people's eyes were fixed on the battlefield between Ji Chutong and'Lin Fan'.
The fight between the two was too intense...
Everything completely surpassed the battle between other Tianjiao, and directly rose to the ranks of the most ‘peerless Tianjiao’!
Ji Chutong played a real anger, all kinds of methods were used, the Tao was diffused, and even the chain of order was looming...
Qi Zixiao's body was full of golden light, and the cloud-piercing sword stirred the situation. Although there was no sword intent to pervade, it was equally astonishing. After all, the supreme Taoist tools are not mortal things. Treasure of'Yue Tier'!
Relying on treasures and his own terrifying battery life, even though he can't use the best techniques and spells, Qi Zixiao has never been defeated, but still has a hard time fighting Ji Chutong!
The battle between the two made the storm turbulent and the ground cracked.
That is to say, the entire arena was blocked and blessed by the powerful Sendai, otherwise it would have already collapsed and become completely unrecognizable.
At this moment, Ji Chutong also sacrificed his own weapon, which was also a flying sword, but it was not a top-grade Taoist weapon, but a middle-grade Taoist weapon.
But even so, it is still amazing...
After all, Ji Chutong is not a sword repairer, but mainly relies on the advantages of her own innate Dao body to confront the enemy. The flying sword of the middle grade Dao tool level is also powerful enough for her!
In this way, Qi Zixiao fell into the wind again, and was almost beaten down, but he has never been defeated, and can occasionally fight back...
...
Time is passing.
The battle between the two became more alarming. Suddenly, Ji Chutong stopped, and a piece of road emerged behind him. Flying swords flew back, hovering above his head, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and an astonishing offensive might erupt at any time.
"Is it the only way?"
Ji Chutong spoke and looked directly at'Lin Fan'.
"If there is only this, your plan will definitely fail."
"You are very good. At the initial stage of refining virtual reality, it is extremely difficult to fight with me even with the benefit of the gods."
"but……"
"I haven't really done it yet."
"The time for a stick of incense ha