There is a Little Fairy Farmer in the Country

As a cultivator, he is not necessarily a righteous person, just like a professor in a university. As a professor, not every teacher is a good professor, maybe they are beasts.

"I have seen many shameless people, but I have never seen such a shameless person like you, who would not spare even a three-year-old child. How dare you call me a devil?" Lin Chendong said to this shameless old man: "And he didn't even let his wife go. Do it first and then kill him. You're awesome, I'm amazing."

"You're talking nonsense, I didn't, I didn't..." the old Taoist said with a serious face.

"Is there any, let's talk about it after seeing this!"

After Lin Chendong finished speaking, let the universal system project the scene of him snatching the sword, using holographic projection technology, in front of him. Let him see the bad things he has done, beheading a dozen members of an ancient warrior's family, not even a three-year-old child, and finally killing a certain young beautiful woman in front of many corpses .

Holographic projection technology is no longer a great technology in today's society, because it has begun to be used in business. It was only used in some countries' military before, and now it is used in business.

"How is it possible, how did you get it?" The veteran looked at his masterpiece and couldn't believe that Lin Chendong knew about it.

Because he was already very careful and acted very carefully. Before he acted, he cut off all the closed-circuit televisions in a certain big house.

"You don't have to ask me how I got it, I just said, how disgusting you decent people are, you are obviously a devil, and you still pour dirty water on others, and when it comes to taking it, I just took it you rubbish." Lin Chendong said to said the old Taoist.

In addition to showing him the projection, Lin Chendong also asked the universal system to send all the videos of killing and stealing goods in the past few days to the mobile phones of all martial arts practitioners, so that everyone can get to know his fellow disciples, so as not to die tragically at the hands of his companions that day Do not know at all.

"Give me back my spirit sword, and I may consider leaving you a whole body." Lin Chendong pointed to the spirit sword in his hand and said.

"..."

return? is it possible? He managed to grab this sword, will he return it to Lin Chendong?

No, he will not return it to Lin Chendong, nor will he fight Lin Chendong, and he will run away with his legs and run to the nearby mountain wall.

And he shouted loudly: "Master, help me, Master, help me!"

Master?

Lin Chendong doesn't care what kind of master he is,

I only know that this old man cannot stay, so as not to harm more innocent people.

"Go to hell!" Lin Chendong threw out the flying sword in an instant, turned into a stream of light, and killed the old Taoist who was running past the stone gate on the cliff next to him.

Feijian, as I said before, as long as a cultivator who has reached the perfection of the golden core can refine the spirit sword in the dantian in his body.

Although there are still cultivators with perfect golden cores on this earth, they don't have any flying swords in their hands, because this type of weapon has been lost for thousands of years, unless someone finds it in some ancient sites.

Seeing the flying sword passing through the back of the old man's head, a golden light suddenly shot out from the stone gate, sending Lin Chendong's flying sword flying back, making Lin Chendong's mind startled, as if his soul had been hit hard by someone, Almost vomited blood.

"Master, withdraw, quickly withdraw, quickly!" The voice of the universal system rang in Lin Chendong's ears instantly.

Lin Chendong, who still didn't understand what was going on, immediately retreated and fled no matter what the flying sword was or not. His figure turned into an afterimage and flew towards the forest.

"Leave it to me!" A faint voice rang in Lin Chendong's ear.

"Whoosh!" A golden light shot out from behind the stone gate again, killing Lin Chendong in the direction where he was escaping.

"Canopy!" There was a loud noise from the back of the forest, and then there was a piece of trees. From the mountain, it must be an old Taoist priest, with snow-white silver hair, piercing eyes with black eyebrows, and smooth skin like a young man, making people feel that he Well maintained.

"Master!" This Dharma name is called Wuliang Qiankun Old Daoist, and he knelt down on the ground.

"En!" He just responded lightly, looking at one side with his eyes far away: "That young man is quite capable, I don't know if he is a genius of that sect, but he is so bold that he came to my territory."

Then, his eyes fell to the old man kneeling on the ground again, he pinched his fingers and said: "Get up, I haven't been out of the customs for two hundred years as a teacher, this world has become a place where I don't even know me, you follow me!" To the world of mortals..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the weapon in the hands of the old Taoist Wuliang Qiankun, as if seeing some treasure, he stretched out his right hand and sucked the weapon in the hands of the old Taoist Wuliang Qiankun.

"Haha, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I would get a fairy weapon in my lifetime, haha, good, good, good, good." This old man with a sense of immortality held the flying sword in his hand high, Laughingly.

"Master..." The old Taoist Wuliang Qiankun wanted to say something.

"Don't worry, I won't take your things in vain. Here's a bottle of elixir, you can take it." With a wave of his hand, a bottle of elixir fell into the old way of the infinite universe and said, "Besides, your cultivation base is still shallow. , you don’t need this weapon, and it will bring you death.”

"..." What else could he say, the weapon he managed to grab was not snatched back by Lin Chendong, but his master would go for it.

But in comparison, it's not bad, at least he didn't die in Lin Chendong's hands, and he also got a bottle of elixir.

"By the way, who was that young man just now, this fairy sword, can't it be his?"

He said this, but he was thinking in his heart: "Whoever he is, even if his master shows his face, he will not say anything. What the deity gets is my deity. With it, my five or nine days of calamity don't need to be repeated." I'm worried."

(Let’s update here today, thank you friends who rewarded me, the seventh watch was written from morning to night, I was exhausted!)