My disciples have hidden identities

At the first stop, the two quickened their pace and walked to Cang Tiezong's gate.

In front of you are two thick black iron pillars, which support the tall gate plaque.

Bodhi stepped back to Jing Muxi's side and said, "Brother, call the door."

Jing Muxi nodded, remembering the suzerain's instructions.

Visited in the name of Qingzong above.

He raised the wooden sword in his hand, and waved it towards Cang Tiezong calmly.

The sword light then came out of the shadows, passed the two black iron pillars of the Cang Tie Sect at an extremely fast speed invisible to the naked eye, and slashed straight on the stone ladder in the Cang Tie Sect's territory.

boom!

With a loud bang, the sword mark penetrated half a meter, directly cutting off the stone ladder leading to the Cangtie Sect, and the broken stones danced wildly, startling a burst of shouts in the sect.

Bodhi: "..."

Bodhi looked at Jing Muxi in astonishment, and hurriedly said: "Brother, you are wrong, that's not how the door is called!"

Bodhi, who was slashed by the sword, was stunned, why did he hit him directly before saying a word!

Jing Muxi was slightly taken aback: "Isn't it right?"

When he was at the foot of the mountain, he could often see someone calling the door with his fist in front of the martial arts hall.

He doesn't know how to use fists, so he uses the sword directly.

Is it wrong?

Can you only use fists to call the door?

Right or wrong, there is no turning back when opening the sword.

The next second after Jing Muxi's sword slashed out, the disciples of Cangtie Sect who were patrolling at the mountain gate were alarmed. In an instant, there were many figures, and a dozen people appeared in front of Jing Muxi and Bodhi.

The leading disciple looked at the severed stone ladder in the mountain gate, glared at Jing Muxi for an instant, and shouted: "Who is here! How dare you come to the Cangtie Sect to act wildly!"

"This is not stalking, this is calling the door."

Jing Muxi looked at him solemnly, and explained earnestly: "If I were acting wild, I would not cut off the stone ladder, but the plaque of your sect."

When he took out his sword, he deliberately deflected it so as not to touch Cang Tiezong's black iron pillar and plaque.

Bodhi covered his face.

Brother, you might as well not explain it!

Chapter 214 Don't Be Afraid, We Really Just Came to Visit

Jing Muxi thinks there is a problem with Bodhi, and now Bodhi also thinks that there is a problem with Jing Muxi.

Bodhi hastily explained to the group of angry Cangtie Sect disciples: "Don't be afraid, benefactors, we are not bad people."

"We are disciples of the Shang Qingzong. If we need to come to visit, please benefactors, please go back and report."

The group of Cang Tie Sect disciples looked at each other and almost exploded out of breath.

The porch was chopped up by you. Is this called a visit?

Why don't you remove the door of my house!

Cang Tiezong senior brother Li who stood at the front laughed angrily, pointed at Jing Muxi and said coldly: "I don't care whether you go to Qingzong or not, you come here and fix the steps, and then take that dead bald donkey and get out! "

dead bald donkey...

Once the issue of dignity and species is involved, Bodhi can't help but get serious.

"Amitabha."

Bodhi looked directly at Senior Brother Li, and explained responsibly, "I'm not a bald donkey, I'm a Bodhi tree."

On the issue of species, we will not budge.

"Who cares what you are!"

Several disciples of Cang Tie Sect flashed their figures and blocked the way of Jing Muxi and Bodhi.

"If you have the courage to kick the door, you must have the ability to repair the door!"

Senior Brother Li stood in the Cang Tie Sect, staring at Jing Muxi with cold eyes, and said: "Now, come here, give me, and repair the stone ladder!"

"trouble……"

Jing Muxi frowned, he knew that what the suzerain said was unreliable, troublesome and a waste of time.

If every visit to a sect is like breaking through a barrier, he will definitely die of exhaustion.

Thinking about it, Jing Muxi clenched the wooden sword in her hand, and decided to give up Ji Pingsheng's meaning of visiting, and carry out the task according to her own will.

What is his will?

Of course, they just broke in and searched for people!

Jing Muxi glanced coldly at the disciples of the Cangtie Sect who were surrounding them not to let them leave, and looked at Senior Brother Li who was blocking the way to enter the Cangtie Sect, and slowly raised his sword.

Seeing Jing Muxi moving the sword, Senior Brother Li of Cang Tie Sect was slightly taken aback, and then burst out laughing: "Why, you dare to move in front of our Cang Tie Sect..."

Before he could finish his words, a sword light with a strong wind swept towards him with lightning speed, without giving him any time to react.

Swish!

The sword light was flowing with evil spirit, and under his horrified gaze, it wiped his cheek and slashed behind him.

A trace of coolness blows out the last trace of blood on the cheek.

boom!

The several-meter-long sharp sword light tore through the ground, blowing up a burst of flying sand and rocks, brushing past Senior Brother Li and slashing at the mountain behind him.

Senior Brother Li of Cang Tiezong fell silent for two seconds before recovering from the passing death. His legs softened and he sat on the ground directly. His face was pale and he looked at the huge gully less than three centimeters away from him. Stupid.

The moment Jing Osmanthus slashed at the sword light, the revolving lantern was already reflected in his pupils.

Not only he was dumbfounded, but even the disciples of Cang Tie Sect surrounded by Jing Muxi and the two were also stunned, turned their heads with a stiff face, and set their eyes on the remaining sword marks.

This is an ordinary sword in Jing Muxi's eyes, but it forcibly cuts a gully half a meter deep and tens of meters long in the Cangtie Sect!

Everyone's eyes followed the tens of meters long sword marks, and fell on the top of the hill that was cut by the sword light.

I saw that the top of the small hill was cut open and slanted down like a watermelon.

boom!

The top of the mountain hit the ground heavily, and it also hit the hearts of Cangtie Sect disciples, Qi Qi looked at Jing Muxi dully.

Where did this sword cultivator come from!

The biggest difference between Jing Muxi and Ji Pingsheng is the use style.

Ji Pingsheng was willing to speak out, win with words, and wipe out the enemy in a flash of saliva without any effort.

But Jing Muxi was much simpler and rude, and he drew his sword before he was too lazy to speak.

Either you beat me to death, or I chop you up.

For example, half a year ago when he was fighting against the Black God Sect in the Little Spirit World, if Ji Pingsheng hadn't arrived, he would have dragged his seriously injured body to fight to the death with the young master of the Black God Sect.

Jing Muxi calmly glanced around the disciples of the Cang Tie Sect, just the piercing gaze forced the disciples of the Cang Tie Sect to retreat again and again, and hurriedly moved away, fearing that another sword would come over.

"Now, can we go in and pay a visit?"

Jing Muxi said lightly.

Bodhi was also afraid that his elder brother would ruin the matter, so he hurriedly agreed: "We are just visiting, there is no other meaning!"

"What a fart you are visiting!"

Brother Li of Cang Tiezong glanced at Jing Muxi in horror, cursed Bodhi, then turned and fled.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Junior Brothers, follow me to invite Senior Brother!"

Senior Brother Li ran away, and ran into the Cang Tie Sect with those few disciples.

Bodhi looked at the back that disappeared in their eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, the suzerain asked us to visit."

"Fifth Junior Brother, as the senior brother of Shangqingzong, I want to ask you a word."

Jing Muxi squinted at Bodhi, and said, "The suzerain's task for us is to search the sects in Beizhou to find the fourth prince."

"As long as the task can be completed, it is best not to listen to the other words of the suzerain."

Bodhi was at a loss: "Why?"

Jing Muxi shook his head without explaining.

This is experience, and you will understand it after you have been tricked by the suzerain a few times.

Cang Tiezong's disciples ran fast and came fast.

Surrounded by dozens of people, a young man dressed in gray and with an extraordinary temperament came rushing forward with a black iron sword in his hand.

This is the elder brother of the Cang Tie Sect, and the only one among his disciples who has reached the Broken Palace Realm.

Master Cang Tiezong leaped with a black iron sword in his hand, and stood on the black iron pillar with the sect plaque hanging on it, glaring at Jing Muxi and the other two condescendingly.

He first put his gaze on Jing Muxi's body to investigate.

Five Elements Realm?hehe.

Then, his gaze was placed on Bodhi again.

I can't see through it, presumably it is covered by Buddhism, but the strength of monks is generally not strong.

After comparing the fighting power of the two sides, Cang Tiezong's elder brother raised his heavy knife and pointed at Jing Muxi, angrily shouted: "Two poor monks who came out of nowhere dare to provoke Cang Tiezong, I'm so impatient, I can't even kneel down and apologize now..."

His words were interrupted again.

"Amitabha."

Bodhi looked up at Cang Tiezong's elder brother, and explained solemnly: "We are not poor monks, we are disciples of Shangqingzong, don't be afraid, we are just here to pay a visit."

"Shang Qingzong?"

Eldest brother Cang Tiezong was slightly taken aback, recalled that he had never heard of this sect before, and couldn't help laughing and said: "I haven't heard of any shabby sect!"

He pointed at Jing Muxi and sneered: "You can even come out with a broken wooden sword and pretend to be aggressive. Isn't this a poor sect?"

Broken wooden sword?

Jing Muxi's hand holding the wooden sword tightened, veins burst out.

Chapter 215 Great Elder, Death!

The wooden sword in Jing Muxi's hand is no longer an ordinary wooden sword.

After years of spiritual energy accumulation, persistent training, and day after day of wielding the sword, this wooden sword has completely transformed.

It looks like a wooden sword, but its sharpness is not much worse than that of spiritual weapons and Taoist weapons, and it is better in hand. Jing Muxi holds it as if it is connected by blood.

Even when the wooden sword takes shape one day, Jing Muxi may be kneeling down to propose marriage.

Calling his wife a crap?

Can this Jing Osmanthus endure?

Of course I can't take it anymore!

Jing Muxi's eyes turned cold in an instant, and there was a threatening chill all over his body, as he stared coldly at the senior brother of Cang Tiezong standing on the iron pillar.

His hand holding the wooden sword trembled slightly, as if he was about to cut it out in the next second.

Seeing this situation, Bodhi next to him quickly said: "Eldest brother, elder brother, calm down, we are here to visit."

The voice just fell.

Bodhi saw a dazzling sword light slashing straight out in front of him, the speed of which he couldn't even keep up with his sight.

"A mere Five Elements Realm, you dare to strike first!"

Eldest brother Cang Tiezong watched Jing Muxi lift the sword, a sneer appeared on his face, at the same time he held the black iron heavy knife with both hands, squatted down and jumped up suddenly.