The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

With excitement in his heart, Yang Li returned to the Taoist temple, and within two steps, he saw Huang Long lying on the ground, motionless.

"Master?!"

Yang Li hurried over, shaking Huang Long's body vigorously.

I didn't expect to encounter this scene just after I came back.

In the next plot, is it just finding out that the master is about to die from serious injuries, telling himself to take revenge, spit out half of the enemy's name, and then die?

The protagonist will die, Master!
A similar plot emerged in his mind, Yang Li was filled with grief and anger, and helped Huang Long up, "Who? Who harmed you, Master, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

After shaking violently, Huanglong spat out something, and weakly opened his eyes: "Yes..."

"who is it!?"

Yang Li was anxious, fearing that the master would really not be able to say anything, so he passed away forever.

Although Huang Long didn't teach anything, at least the magic weapon he gave was good, and he saved many lives.

Without this magic weapon, he would have died a long time ago.

To revenge!
who is it!

Huang Long trembled, slowly raised his hand, and pointed to the stone table next to him.

Yang Li suddenly realized that there were clues!
Looking up, there are piles of spirit fruits as high as hills on the table.

"The name of the enemy written in some blood below?"

Yang Li thought about it, and was going to wait for the master to die, so he went over to have a look.

"Master, I understand, you can go at ease, I will follow the clues and avenge you!"

After hearing what his apprentice said, Huang Long suddenly opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth for a long time before he spoke the most important words.

"I... I'm just full of spirit fruits!"

what?
Yang Li felt baffled, and then he noticed that there was not a single trace of blood on Master's body, but his belly was swollen, as if he was pregnant in October.

If you eat too much, you will eat too much. Why is it that lying on the ground is like dying?
Waste of emotion!

Dissatisfied, Yang Li threw away Huang Long and stood up.

Kunpeng on the one side had a look of enlightenment, and when he came in, he found that Huanglong's aura was chaotic, as if he had too much aura in his body, but he couldn't digest it, so he fainted on the ground.

Huanglong lay on the ground for a long time before he struggled to get up, "You are finally back, and you have lived up to expectations. I have planted all the fruit trees alive!"

Yang Li curled his lips, knowing that it was the reason for the good fortune in his own system space.

"Yes, Master, you are too powerful!"

Too lazy to tell the truth about Master, Yang Li took out another sword from the space and said, "Master, please help me."

Huang Long froze for a moment, "What's the matter?"

"I'll slash you with this sword to see if you're okay."

Yang Li knew that this request seemed a bit forceful, so he continued to explain: "Master, you are a Daluo Jinxian, very powerful. If I don't use the magic weapon, even a mortal is a golden fairy. If I use the magic weapon, I will be a golden fairy. I will use this sword to slash you , I want to verify the power of this sword.

Yang Li came up with this idea after discovering that the breath soil produced by the system was very powerful.

See if the other things the system gives are great.

This sword was the one that Tongtian planned to cheat away before, but it was able to fly away and come back by itself, which is most likely unusual.

Anyway, Master is much stronger than me, even if the sword is powerful, with my own strength, it will be difficult to hurt the opponent, right?
Yang Li thought there was no problem, but after looking at Master a few more times, he suddenly noticed that Master's face was extremely pale, and there were still beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"I...I'm inconvenient. I'm so full that I can't gather my spiritual energy. It's very uncomfortable,"

Huang Long hastily refused.

Just kidding, after being struck by the saint's sword, there is no other possibility except to be wiped out on the spot.

Could this be the punishment of a saint?
Thinking about the scene before when he looked at the tree full of spiritual fruits and couldn't control himself, Huang Long couldn't help but guess.

The saint pretends to be a mortal, but he is not really a mortal. Seeing that he has ruined so many spiritual fruits, it is very possible to kill himself with a sword in the name of trying the sword!

"Master, I believe in you. You are powerful. This sword probably doesn't have much power. Let me have a look."

Since time travel, the system's sense of existence has been very weak. Yang Li feels that he can survive until now, all thanks to his own intelligence and wit, and basically has nothing to do with the system.

Now I suddenly discovered that the system has a special side, of course I am very curious.

If possible, he also wants to be the protagonist of the system invincible stream.

Huang Long's eyeballs turned straight, and he didn't know how to shirk, and he didn't dare to directly explain Yang Li's saint status. At this time, there was a "hehehe" obscene laughter. Huanglong looked over and noticed Kunpeng's gloating expression. He said decisively: "Apprentice, Master is really unwell, why don't you find Xiao Hui, I think he will do, he is actually quite powerful."

"You!" Kunpeng was startled and furious, and just about to reprimand him, he saw the saint looking over, his eyes full of meaning that I didn't expect.

"Master, I'm just a weak mount, I can't stand your sword at all!"

But Yang Li shook his head and said, "It's okay, I should have thought of you a long time ago, your body is not broken, I have seen it before, so I should ask you to try the sword."

What I haven't finished is that now he always feels that Kunpeng has a lot of things to hide from him, as if the origin is very mysterious, and he doesn't feel at ease if he doesn't try it out.

"I advise you to stand still and not move. I will just stab it lightly. If you move around, I will miss it, and I may hurt your head."

Yang Li knew that Kunpeng's weakness was the head, so he threatened him.

Kunpeng wanted to cry but had no tears, he dared not move even if he wanted to, and he couldn't escape even if he dared to move!

What the hell does that mean?
And that Huanglong, what a bitch!
While Kunpeng was thinking wildly, Yang Li straightly stabbed with his sword. Although the speed was slow, there was a hint of inescapable charm in it.

Kunpeng stood there dumbfounded, closing his eyes in despair.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, Yang Li felt that the sword seemed to be pierced on the steel, and he couldn't penetrate it at all, so he couldn't help being disappointed.

Fortunately, I have high expectations for this sword, and it has no destructive power at all.

It felt like even Kunpeng's skin couldn't be pierced.

Shaking his head, Yang Li secretly cursed "waste system", then left the courtyard and walked to his room.

Huang Long was dumbfounded, looked at Yang Li who was leaving, then at Kunpeng, and finally couldn't help asking: "How can you withstand the sword of a saint?!"

Kunpeng's paws trembled violently, reaching to his chest, parting the thick feathers, revealing a sign.

“Chicken chops!”

The saint's sword is stabbing the chicken chop!
"Is this the magic weapon rewarded by the saint?"

Seeing this scene, Huang Long was at a loss. He felt that every step of Yang Li's sage was completely incomprehensible.

However, there is one thing that he can see very clearly now.

Looking at Kunpeng's angry eyes, Huang Long forced a smile on his face:
"Brother, I just said that because I knew the saint would not attack you."

"Look, it just proves how much the saint likes you, so he deliberately found this position to stab you."

"..."

"Brother Kunpeng, don't come here, if you come here again, I will call you!"