Super Unlimited Recharge System

Chapter 406 The Miraculous Anti-Strike Technique
"I heard that the mahogany knife on the back of the patriarch is more powerful than the magic sword of the ancestor of the Nine Gates."

"Senior brother, how about we borrow the mahogany knife from our ancestor and try it out?"

"Once the head finds out, we will definitely be kicked out."

"Hey, I can only look but can't move, I'm so pitiful!"

The nine disciples from the Nine Sects spoke one after the other.

Within a few months, it was spread that the ancestor of the Nine Sects was covered in treasures.

"My Daoist is short of a few magic tools, so I'm going to borrow some from the Nine Gate Patriarch."

"The masters of the Nine Schools are like a cloud. If they are caught, they will be seriously injured if they don't die."

"If you seek wealth and wealth, if you get the treasures of the ancestors of the Nine Gates, I will also have a chance to become a fairy!"

More than ten days later, Taoist priests from all over the country, under the slogan of worshiping the ancestors of the nine gates, entered the ancestors of the nine gates to worship.

"The ring is a good thing, the bracelet is also a good thing, and there are good things in the universe bag."

"The mahogany knife on his back looks like it was made of centuries-old mahogany wood, but it is actually a super magic weapon."

"The body hasn't rotted for hundreds of years, and the cultivation of the ancestor of the Nine Gates is definitely far superior to that of a first-rate Taoist."

"If you reach a first-rate Taoist cultivation level, you can fly away through the air. The Jiumen Patriarch has an extremely high cultivation level, so why doesn't he ascend?"

"If it wasn't for him not breathing or having a heartbeat, the head of the Dao would probably think that he is not dead yet."

The Taoist priests and warriors who came to pay homage to the ancestors of the Nine Gates looked at the terrain unobtrusively, and left as they wished.

In the dead of night, Fan Jian, a second-rate Celestial Master, used an invisibility charm to sneak into the Ancestor Temple.

Avoiding the disciples of the nine sects guarding the ancestor temple, he came to the main hall.

Reaching out his hand to take off the Qiankun bag on the body of the Patriarch of the Nine Gates, he peeked at it with his spiritual sense, and saw that there was nothing inside, he was very depressed, took off the mahogany knife on the other party, looked at the ring and bracelet, his thoughts turned .

"Almost all masters at the Daojun level have the Qiankun Ring. Could it be that the ring on his hand is a Qiankun Ring?"

Fan Jian stretched out his hand and tugged hard, but found that he couldn't take it off. Fan Jian became so courageous that he slashed it down with a mahogany knife.

At this moment, he wanted to cut off the hand of the Nine Sect Patriarch, but his purpose was still the ring.

The extremely sharp mahogany knife slashed down, and Fan Jian, who was trying his best, had a little smile on his face.

At this moment, the overcharged anti-strike technique quietly broke out, and the ten-fold attack bounced back.

Caught off guard, Fan Jian was instantly killed by his own attack.

Hearing the noise inside the hall, the nine disciples rushed in quickly.

"So brave."

"Who killed him?"

"Is the patriarch alive?"

"No, it's not right, it's not right."

"Report to the head first."

Each of the nine disciples took out a talisman and folded it into a small bird. After reciting the spell, the paper bird flew out.

"Patriarch's universe bag and mahogany knife were taken down by thieves."

"There is nothing in the Qiankun Bag. I don't know who took the contents inside."

"Perhaps there was nothing in the Qiankun Bag to begin with. After all, the mahogany knife is still there."

"The mahogany knife belongs to the ancestor. Let's leave it to our Qianmen for safekeeping. How about it?"

"No, the patriarch's magic weapon should be kept together, and it should be kept by our nine sects in turn."

After some discussion, the heads of the Nine Sects decided to take turns keeping the Mahogany Knife and strengthen the defense of the Patriarch Temple, and they left separately.

As for the things on the patriarch, they did not dare to tamper with them. If they did not handle them properly, they would become sinners of the Nine Sects.

The patriarchs who founded the Feisheng Immortal Realm are all disciples of the Patriarch. As the descendants of the Nine Schools, who would dare to disrespect the Patriarch?

After the defense of the Patriarch Temple was strengthened, no outsiders broke into it for a full three years.

Time flies like water, and in the blink of an eye it’s been more than ten years.

Li Cangqiong, the third-rate Taoist master Xueyun Zhenren, escaped from the pursuit of nine masters and came to the capital of the Qin Empire in disguise.

"Isn't it just killing some mortals? I haven't provoked you Nine Sects."

Li Cangqiong was furious. After thinking about it, he decided to go to the Nine Sect Ancestors to watch and seize the treasure.

In the dead of night, he sneaked into the Patriarch Temple by stealth, and looked at the Nine-Sect Patriarch sitting cross-legged, and he was overjoyed.

"The Qiankun Ring must be the Qiankun Ring, or a super high-grade Qiankun Ring."

Stretching out his hand to grab the Qiankun Ring, he tugged hard, but found that he couldn't take it off, so Li Cangqiong took out the blood knife and chopped it off with all his strength.

"Ding!" sounded, and the blood knife shattered.

The stunned Li Cangqiong was sent flying by the powerful force before he had time to react.

"Poof!" He vomited blood and fell to the ground without making a sound.

Chen Yu, who fell into a deep sleep, knew nothing about the outside world, and his attack power was too weak to scratch him enough.

His physical strength is comparable to a top-grade god-level artifact, and it is difficult for a god in the gods to hurt him, let alone a Taoist in the mortal world.

It's not that he doesn't feel pain, nor is his alertness low, it's just that the enemy's strength is too weak to make him feel pain, and he is not qualified to wake him up, just like ordinary people who are asleep, most likely they won't be woken up by ants.

Lin Yunfeng, who came to the Ancestor Temple, looked at the corpse on the ground and said in disbelief: "It turned out to be Master Xueyun."

"Master, is this guy Xueyun Daoist?" Zhou Yunqing asked curiously.

"Yes, he is Master Xueyun!" Lin Yunfeng nodded, and asked with a puzzled expression: "By the way, how did he die?"

"I only saw him flying out of the hall." Zhou Yunqing said.

"More than ten years ago, Fan Jian broke into the Patriarch's Temple and died very strangely. Today, Daoist Xueyun also died strangely. Could it be that the Patriarch has practiced anti-strike skills?" Lin Yunfeng said thoughtfully.

"Master, didn't the patriarch pass away?" Zhou Yunqing asked in surprise.

"The strength of the Patriarch is not something we can guess." Lin Yunfeng said.

"Sect Leader, do you think the Patriarch is still alive?" Zhou Yunqing asked.

"Why did you say that?" Lin Yunfeng asked with a smile.

"Patriarch's hair and nails are much longer than ten years ago." Zhou Yunqing reminded.

"Maybe." Lin Yunfeng said without denying it.

Time flies, old people leave, new people come, and hundreds of years pass.

The masters of the nine sects broke through the air one after another.

Qin Xuhua, who became the head of the Qianmen Sect, came to the Nine Sect Patriarch Temple.

Chen Yu woke up and found himself in a large hall with an incense burner in front of him.
"How did I get here?"

Chen Yu, who was puzzled, whispered to himself.

Entering the main hall, Qin Xuhua said hesitantly: "Zu, Zu, Master Zu, you, you?"

"You are?" Chen Yu asked thoughtfully.

"Qin Xuhua, the 48th generation disciple of Qianmen, pay homage to the patriarch." Qin Xuhua kneeled and kowtowed.

Chen Yu counted and said with a smile: "So you are a disciple of Chen Yimen."

"Master Patriarch, we thought, thought." Qin Xuhuafeng said awkwardly.

"Even if the world is broken, I will not die." Chen Yu said.

"Master Patriarch, were you sleeping before?" Qin Xuhua asked thoughtfully.

"Yes." Chen Yu nodded.

After looking at the disciples and grandchildren of the nine apprentices, Chen Yu teleported away.

When he didn't want to sleep, he was taken back by his disciples and grandchildren. He escaped into the underground magma and fell asleep again.

The endless flow of magma carried him around.

This time, he was charged with 10,000+ years of sleepiness, and he planned to sleep until the end of the tour.

The extremely high-temperature magma could not harm a hair on his body, and even the clothes and pants on his body were not burned by the magma.

Day after day, year after year, two 10,000+ years passed away quietly.

After waking up, Chen Yu spent money to restore his mentality, height, and appearance. In the blink of an eye, he returned to Sky Blue Star.

(End of this chapter)