The system is invincible, but this kitten is very depressed

Zhang Shan kept saying all kinds of dirty words in his heart, and kept walking, trying his best to catch up with the bad old man in front of him who was running wildly with his disciple on his back.

The old man squinted back and saw the civet cat chasing him. He couldn't help but be surprised that the civet cat could catch up with him!

He increased his speed, but still couldn't get rid of the civet cat, so he grabbed a few pieces of rubble and shot it at the civet cat, but the civet cat nimbly dodged it.

Seeing the civet cat being so difficult, the old man was shocked. He had such a skillful movement and could tame such a civet cat, but the world had never heard of it. There must be a hidden master behind this. It seemed that he had hit the iron plate and was in some trouble.

On second thought, the master has not appeared yet, so he must be away or has left temporarily. If he kills the civet cat, this apprentice will be his long-browed Taoist priest!

The long-browed Taoist priest's eyes were filled with determination. He flicked his sleeves, and a white projectile flew out, shooting towards the civet cat. The fog projectile exploded in mid-air, and white smoke suddenly filled the air, blocking the sight of both parties.

By the time Zhang Shan got around the fog, the old man had already disappeared.

Smelling the pungent smell in the air, Zhang Shan was so angry that he smashed the tiles with his claws.

How could there be such a shameless person!

……

Yang Yanxi felt a pain in her back. She reached out to rub it and slowly opened her eyes. In front of her eyes was the roof. She glanced around blankly. The room was extremely simple, with only a bed, a wooden table, and a wooden chair.

Recalling that he and He Zijun finished their martial arts competition and were about to step off the stage, a strange gust of wind blew. He was hit in the back and fainted. Before losing consciousness, he seemed to hear the voice of an old man.

I think he was kidnapped here. I wonder what happened to Master.

Thinking of his master, Yang Yanxi got up from the bed and walked out.

After leaving the door, he saw a white-haired Taoist priest sitting under a bare tree in front of him with his back to him.

The Taoist priest is holding a fly whisk in his hand. He has an upright figure. He is wearing a black Taoist robe. He is neither fat nor thin. He has a Tai Chi bun. He has white hair and white eyebrows. There are a few strands of green silk in the white hair. The cold spring breeze blows his clothes. The corners have a slightly airy look.

Yang Yanxi just glanced lightly, then looked around, looking for the master.

The long-browed Taoist priest maintained his image of a fairy-like Taoist. He hadn't seen Yang Yanxi coming for a long time. When he took a sideways look, he saw him walking around but couldn't see him as a living person. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Cough cough!"

The long-browed Taoist priest coughed a few times, trying to attract the other party's attention.

But only crows flew overhead.

Taoist Priest Changmei couldn't sit still, but in order to leave a good impression on his new disciple, he still controlled his temper and said warmly.

"Disciple, come to my master!"

Yang Yanxi turned her head and looked at Taoist Changmei with an unkind look, her tone unquestionable.

"I already have a master, and I will not accept anyone else as my master."

Taoist Changmei listened and chuckled.

"Disciple, do you know who Pindao is? How many geniuses in this world want to be Pindao's teacher but cannot find the way."

Yang Yanxi was not interested, "Not interested."

Taoist Changmei continued: "Pindao is the leader of the four famous sects in the world and the second elder of the inner sect of the Quanzhen sect. People in the world call him Taoist Changmei."

"Have you ever heard of Pindao's unique skill Taixu Sword Technique, which is fierce and fierce? Three years ago in the martial arts competition, Pindao defeated the others with this sword technique and won the first place in the martial arts competition."

"Pindao, I see that you have wonderful bones and extraordinary talents. You are a martial arts wizard who is rare in a thousand years. I worship Pindao as your teacher, and Pindao will teach you the Taixu Sword Technique."

"With your talent, you will definitely dominate the martial arts world, and as you are the direct descendant of my Quanzhen sect, you will be the leader of the four famous sects! By then, you will be the most noble and respected existence in the world!"

After the long-browed Taoist priest finished speaking, he casually pointed at the whisk, and an earthen jar next to him was instantly split in half. The cut was smooth, as if it had been cut with a sharp knife.

"how?"

This practical effect made Zhang Shan want to slap his thigh and fuck him!

How could someone pry her own apprentice off? Doesn't she lose face?

Yang Yanxi's voice came from the bowknot voice changer.

"I'm not interested in dominating the martial arts world, nor do I want to be a master, nor do I want to be your master!"

"Find someone else!"

The long-browed Taoist priest chuckled, "Disciple, you are still young and don't understand anything! People in this world gather and disperse, bustling, just for fame and fortune? Follow me well and wait until you taste their taste. Taste, you wouldn’t tell such a joke.”

Yang Yanxi emphasized her tone, "I won't accept you as my teacher!"

"It's not up to you!"

"What do you want to do? Uh-huh, cough, cough~" Yang Yanxi said with anger in her voice, "What did you feed me?"