Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Chapter 105 Li Gui meets Li Kui

When Huayan and Qiaoyu saw that their master could shoot fireballs, which were big and round and very beautiful, they jumped for joy and were even happier than if they had learned it themselves.

Following the same pattern, Chu Wen took out the Qingfeng Technique and learned it in half a cup of tea.

He just waved his hands lightly, and a strong wind blew, rustling the leaves on the roadside and blowing up dead branches and leaves all over the sky.

Mingde Sanren followed behind Chu Wen silently, staring at the young man in front of him as if he were a monster, with shock in his heart beyond words.

After another half cup of tea, dewdrops on the grass leaves by the roadside flew into the air and slowly gathered towards Chu Wen's palm.

Immediately, an arrow shape formed on Chu Wen's palm.

Chu Wen flicked his fingers and a water arrow shot out, disappearing into the darkness in an instant.

Mingde Sanren looked in surprise at the direction where the water arrow disappeared.

Although he didn't know this spell, he had seen others use it.

Whether it was the speed of the gathering water droplets, the size of the arrows, or the flying speed of the water arrows, Chu Wen far surpassed everyone he had seen before.

Moreover, the fact that Chu Wen can use both water and fire magic shows that he is not a cultivator with only one spiritual root.

When Hua Yanqiaoyu saw that the water arrow was very beautiful, she excitedly hugged her master's hands and insisted on learning this spell.

Chu Wen knew that the two of them had earth spiritual roots and could not learn this, and he did not want Mingde Sanren to know that Huayan Qiaoyu had achieved some accomplishments, so he said he would teach her at home.

It was not difficult for Chu Wen to learn these techniques.

He didn't need to open up any acupoints, he just needed to circulate his spiritual energy along the route prescribed by the magic.

The body rubbed by the Jade Emperor's hands is not ordinary, it is something that others can't envy.

Another half cup of tea passed, and the leaves on both sides of the road rustled, and then dozens of leaves circled around Chu Wen.

Chu Wen put his two fingers together and pointed the sword, dozens of leaves flew forward with a swish and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Mingde Sanren was even more shocked.

Not only was he shocked by the power of the Flying Flowers Technique, but he was also shocked that Chu Wen, who could practice magic so quickly, had at least three kinds of spiritual roots: fire, water, and wood.

Chu Wen had just put the Earth Prison Technique jade slip close to his forehead and was about to practice it when he looked up and saw a young man in white standing thirty feet in front of him.

Chu Wen used his Qi-gazing technique and saw that the man was surrounded by a dazzling white light.

"Brother, that person is so bright, must he be in the late stage of Qi Refining?" Chu Wen asked, turning around.

After saying that, Chu Wen discovered that Mingde Sanren had a serious expression on his face.

Looking around, Hua Yanqiaoyu also stopped smiling.

"Qi refining is complete." Mingde Sanren stopped and said in a low voice.

When Chu Wen heard this, he stopped and his heart was full of anticipation, hoping that the man was here to rob him.

Mingde Sanren forced himself to cheer up, put on a smile, and said loudly to the front:

"Is the fellow Taoist in front of you a fellow Taoist from Guiyuan Sect?"

When Chu Wen heard this, he remembered that he had seen many people wearing this kind of clothes in the market, and he thought it must be the uniform of Guiyuan Sect.

“Who are you and I? Stop trying to fool me. Leave your money here and I will spare your lives.” The young man in white replied coldly.

Chu Wen was so happy that he almost jumped up when he heard this. He was just worrying about where to earn spirit stones, and now someone was sending them to him.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, thank you, fellow Daoist. Please wait a moment, fellow Daoist." Mingde Sanren said, and hurriedly approached Chu Wen.

"Brother Chu, hand over the Qiankun Ring quickly."

The Qiankun bags of sweet talk were all hidden in his sleeves, only Chu Wenming was blatantly wearing a Qiankun ring.

It's not that he doesn't want to keep a low profile, but he does it on purpose, for fear that no one will come to snatch him away.

Chu Wen thought about it and decided that he must get rid of Mingde Sanren before taking any action.

If he knew that my sweet talk and my accomplishments were real, and if the news got out, I'm afraid that I would attract the wind.

Chu Wen said righteously, "Don't be afraid, brother. You go first and I'll take care of it."

"Brother, you are so ignorant. You can't deal with this man at all. It's better to lose money than to suffer disaster. Hurry up and give me the Qiankun Ring!"

Mingde Sanren's face turned red with anxiety, and he felt somewhat touched in his heart.

"Brother, think about it, why did he come to rob wearing sect uniforms?"

Mingde Sanren was shocked when he heard this, and then his face turned pale with fright.

This man was wearing the sect's uniform and didn't even cover his face, which showed that he had no intention of leaving anyone alive.

The young man in white was getting impatient and was about to take action when he suddenly heard the young man wearing the Qiankun Ring say:

"Brother, hurry up and leave. I have a magic weapon that can deal with him. Hurry up and leave."

These words made the young man in white stop what he was doing. He was worried that Chu Wen really had some powerful magic weapon, so he quickly perked up and focused.

He had set his eyes on Chu Wen when Chu Wen bought the magic jade slips.

The young man wore a Qiankun ring and spent hundreds of spirit stones at a time, obviously he was very wealthy.

But since he wanted to buy even the basic skills like Qingfeng Jue, Fireball Jue, and Spiritual Shield, he must be a casual cultivator.

This was not the first time he had committed highway robbery. There were many cases of disciples robbing independent practitioners in the sect, and the sect had always turned a blind eye to it.

As soon as Chu Wen finished speaking, Mingde Sanren turned around without hesitation and ran away.

It is better to let my friend die than to let me die. Mingde Sanren has lived to this day and has a thorough understanding of this principle.

When Chu Wen saw Mingde Sanren running away, he immediately took out two green lotus fruits in his hand and waved them in front of Hua Yanqiaoyu.

"That person wants to steal our spiritual fruit. Will you agree to it?"

Huayan Qiaoyu has excellent night vision and can tell at a glance that the fruit must be delicious.

They both shook their heads.

"Last time someone stole our corn, and this time someone stole our spiritual fruit. This is simply too much. I want you to beat him up behind my back like you did last time. Don't shake your head yet. After you're done, I'll give you these two fruits to eat right away."

As soon as Chu Wen finished speaking, Hua Yan took a step in front of Chu Wen, squatted down, put his arms behind his back, and immediately carried Chu Wen on his back.

The noise stunned the white-robed monk on the opposite side.

Although he could hear Chu Wen talking, he had no idea what he was saying.

Chu Wen was too lazy to talk nonsense with that person and gave the order directly:

"run!"

Before he finished speaking, the white-robed monk discovered that the three people opposite him had suddenly disappeared.

Almost at the same time, a huge fireball came towards him.

The fireball came at an extremely fast speed, and the monk in white had no time to dodge, so he had to hold up the spiritual energy shield to withstand it.

There was a "bang" sound.

The fireball went out, the spiritual energy shield cracked, and the white-robed monk was shocked and retreated ten steps, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his sea of ​​​​qi surging.

He had just taken a breath when a lightning-like water arrow pierced his throat and he fell to the ground.

After falling to the ground, he covered his neck with his hands and rolled on the ground. He wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but no sound came out.

Chu Wen ordered Hua Yan to stop ten feet away from the white-robed monk. He saw that the monk was frowning and looked unhappy.

I didn’t expect these two spells to be less powerful than bricks.

Before, he had killed a flying immortal with a brick, but this time, two spells failed to kill a Qi-refining monk.

Chu Wen was very dissatisfied.

He actually knew very well that the inertia of Hua Yan's running only increased the speed of the fireball. The fireball was plasma and would immediately deform when encountering resistance. It would be more powerful to use bricks to add kinetic energy.

He was just a little disappointed with the spells he had just learned.

If Mingde Sanren knew what Chu Wen was thinking at the moment, he would probably be so angry that something bad happened.

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