The Wild Man's Blade Records

"Ah!" A high-pitched scream came from the room. Takami, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the sudden scream. He opened his heavy eyes in confusion, and his eyes were full of confusion. His consciousness seemed to be still immersed in the sweet dream just now. His whole person seemed confused and slow, and it was difficult to distinguish reality from dreams for a while. Suddenly, a force of strength and softness, like thunder, hit Takami's abdomen without any warning. Within two-thirds of a second, his body was along the edge of the bed, instantly losing his balance and rolling out of bed uncontrollably. There was a "bang" and there was a solid and intimate contact with the ground. "What the hell!" Gao Jian blurted out the quintessence of the Chinese nation. At this moment, he felt that his mind was blank and his eyes were full of confusion. No, buddy, you... Why are you kicking me? Just when he was full of doubts and wanted to ask questions. But he was surprised to find that everything around him had changed. The layout of this room was definitely not his own home. The clothes on the ground were scattered messily, and the air was still faintly filled with the unique salty smell of the sea. "Where is this?" Takami raised his hand and rubbed his head, then slowly raised his head. A straight and slender white leg suddenly came into view. The graceful and smooth lines were like a carefully carved work of art, eye-catching. Takami's eyes were immediately attracted, and he stared straight at it, even reluctant to blink. "Yeah!" The other party seemed to be aware of his gaffe, and quickly retracted his beautiful legs, and quickly got into the quilt like a frightened deer. But she still didn't seem to be relieved, so she kicked him hard again, but it was in vain. Finally, she angrily threw the pillow on the bed towards Takami. "Who is this?" Gao Jian was full of doubts, but he could clearly know that he clearly did not recognize the beautiful woman in front of him. I don't know if it was his imagination, but when I first looked at the other person, I felt a sense of familiarity that was both strange and familiar. Who is she? Why is she here? All kinds of doubts and puzzlements filled Gao Jian's mind for a while. But the people in the "little dumpling" popped up, with tears on their faces, and pear blossoms with rain, which made people feel pity. Takami was stunned for a while. Unexpectedly, after being reborn, he would find himself in such a bizarre situation, and he was filled with shock and confusion. He quickly calmed down and tried to arouse the internal power in his body, but found that his meridians seemed to be blocked. This poor body prevented him from exerting any strength. He stood up and looked around cautiously. At the same time, the brain was running rapidly, thinking about countermeasures. "No matter what, let's figure out the situation first." Takami thought to himself. He looked at the woman on the bed, clasped his fists and said: "Girl, I don't know where this is, why are you and me here?" But the woman just stuck her head out, glared, and didn't answer. Gao Jian was helpless and decided to explore the room first. There were no signs of fighting in the house, but it was a little messy. It seemed that the person in front of him was not held hostage here by himself. Although it was not something I did, it did happen. No matter what, there still needs to be an explanation. "Girl, listen to my explanation, I will definitely take responsibility." "Get out..." All that came was a sigh...

Gao Jian and Bai Ping had a dusty journey. When they arrived at Yangchun County, the sky was slightly overcast and it was almost dinner time. But the noise in the city is still endless, and the passers-by look in a hurry, unable to hide the fatigue in their brows and eyes, as if they are tightly strangled by invisible ropes, dragging them to stagger forward in this world of fireworks. It seems that Yangchun Baixue has nothing to do with ordinary people after all. Looking at the plaque on the city gate building [Yangchun County], I felt a sigh in my heart. Then, Gao Jian and the two wanted to go to the inn to find a place to rest and soothe their hungry stomachs, and then go to the horse market to buy horses to continue their journey. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived near the inn, a police officer came quickly and showed great respect. The officer was dressed in soap clothes, tall and straight, and full of etiquette. He said that the county magistrate heard that the immortal master was coming. Although the preparations were hasty, he still carefully prepared a small banquet and respectfully invited the two of you to the table. Hearing this, the two people who had almost had a Hongmen Banquet at Ningtai County not long ago couldn't help but look at each other. But then he thought about it and realized that every county town was controlled by evil spirits. Quan thought it was just an ordinary entertainment, so he accepted the invitation and rushed to the county government office with the officer. Entering the county government office, the courtyard is deep and full of flowers, but there seems to be a melancholy atmosphere lingering in it. The county magistrate was a man with a round face, dressed in a brocade robe, with a kind smile but a searching look in his eyes. He personally welcomed the two of them to the candlelit banquet hall in the backyard. In the hall, delicacies are listed and the wine is fragrant. The county magistrate raised his glass and spoke sincerely: "Suddenly, I heard that the chaos in Ningtai was like a thunderclap in my ears. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that they were two righteous men and immortal masters who turned the tide and saved the people from the fire. The county admires them very much and specially prepared thin wine and vegetarian dishes to wash away the dust and fatigue of the two of them." Gao Jian and Bai Ping hurriedly thanked them, sat down politely, and each held chopsticks to eat. After three rounds of wine, the delicacies were gradually disappearing. The county magistrate's smile did not diminish, and he inquired in a slow voice: "There are rumors about the rebellion in Ningtai. The details are vague and it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity. I heard that there are gods and ghosts at work, and the people are suffering. I wonder what you two saw?" Gao Jian and Bai Ping looked at each other. Then, Bai Ping put down his chopsticks, coughed lightly, looked solemn, and elaborated on the whole story. First of all, the villagers have not paid enough taxes, the county government has punished them, and the rain has been cut off, which has led to the desolation of the fields, the ruins of the crops, starvation and death everywhere, and the tragedy is everywhere. In order to survive, the people have no choice but to sacrifice blood to the evil spirits. , The situation is sad and lamentable; Let's say again that the demon willow became a spirit, secretly planned, the government was ignorant and neglected, and the demon usurped power, stole the incense, and caused great harm to the fish and meat village. The county magistrate frowned when he heard this, sometimes speechless, as if he was immersed in the misery, and sighed in anger: "Such evil things have happened, and the consequences are so tragic. This county is saddened to hear about it. Fortunately, there are two people with high righteousness who work hard to break the crisis, relieve the danger of the county people, and eliminate the harm to the county. He is truly a hero who defends his hometown, and this county admires him greatly. " After saying this, the Yangchun County Magistrate sighed, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. He slightly closed his eyes while drinking, his eyes flashed, and his thoughts seemed to be drifting into the distance, making it difficult for people to understand the true meaning. After the banquet and farewell, the cold moon hung high in the sky, and the clear light was like frost, spreading over the long street. Bai Ping walked slowly on the street. Looking back at the county government office, he felt that the outline of the county government office was hidden in the shadows of the night, like a giant beast dormant. He turned around and asked Gao Jian: "What do you think of this county magistrate? Just now during the dinner, I always felt that his words were not sincere and seemed to have other intentions." Gao Jian put his hands in his sleeves and stared. Under the moonlight on the ground, he whispered: "He has not colluded with evil spirits. This can be seen. However, it is unknown whether he has evil intentions or is involved in corruption. The chaos in Ningtai is like a boulder thrown into a lake, and the waves are bound to spread. Yangchun is adjacent to it, if the boss is thorough Investigation, it will be affected, and it is inevitable to feel guilty. The first thing to do is to find out the truth, and the second thing is to seek self-protection strategies. It is just the norm in officialdom, and it is not surprising. " Bai Ping nodded thoughtfully. : "So that's how it is, the officialdom is filthy, and people's hearts are unpredictable." He was speechless and thought to himself: When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and the officialdom is turbulent. If you seek to be holy and pure, and not stained by dust, it may be difficult to gain a foothold and take root. But as an official, if he can stick to the bottom line, not overstep his bounds, not be biased in his righteousness, can relieve the suffering of the people, and ensure that the people under his rule have enough food and clothing, they can be called virtuous even if they have flaws. The moonlight poured down, casting the two figures on the street, stretched slenderly, like two swords, standing across the world, firm as a rock, pointing the sword at the long night, without wavering in the slightest.

The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising. On a dilapidated arena, two figures were confronting each other. A figure, a sullen young man with a face filled with hatred, was none other than Tang San, the four-ring soul sect of Shrek Academy. Another figure, a cheerful young man in black clothes and holding a rusty knife in his hand, accidentally traveled to the future. Because he couldn't see that Tang San was ruthless and left no escape route, he followed the noble opinion of the noble man who stopped him from committing the crime. Tang San was about to kill his opponent, but he didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to show up in the middle. However, the good idea came out of nowhere and ruined his good fortune, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you interfere with the competition? This is a national soul master competition. It's a fair fight. How dare you interfere in my Shrek Academy's affairs?" I'm not used to you bullying the weak with such vicious methods!" Tang San's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He understood that this person had already decided to die, and said coldly: "Then don't blame me for being rude!" Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial spirit was released instantly. In an instant, behind him, four spirit rings, yellow, yellow, purple, and black, rose up in sequence. The light reflected each other, and a powerful wave of spirit power swept out with him as the center. Before he finished speaking, Tang San raised his hands, several rays of cold light spurted out from Tang San's sleeves, and several sharp sleeve arrows went straight to Gao Jian's face with a harsh sound of breaking the wind! At the same time, the first yellow soul ring flickered on, and in an instant, countless blue silver grass grew wildly out of thin air, spreading out from around Tang San like a surging tide, sweeping towards Gao Jian. The first soul skill of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit——[Blue Silver Coil]! These blue silver grasses are thick and tough, each grass stem is as thick as a thumb, the grass blades are slender and have jagged edges, flashing with a faint blue light, which seems to be carrying poison. The blue light is like a will-o'-the-wisp from hell, making people shudder. Driven by the soul power, the blue silver grass intertwined with each other, like a group of huge, blue-green beasts with sharp teeth, rushing towards Takami with their claws and teeth. Wherever they went, the bricks and stones cracked and dust flew! Gao Jian faced Tang San's menacing attack, but he remained unhurried. He gently held the rusty knife in his hand, and the scent of incense circulated around his body. His right arm instantly bloomed with gorgeous golden light. The huge force quickly drove the rusty knife in Gao Jian's hand, and danced to draw an arc-shaped defense line that shone with golden light and could not be splashed by water. This is the sword technique that Gao Jian realized when he killed seven hundred headless ghosts with a hundred steps. He named it [The Unabashed Sword Technique]! The rusty knife, blessed by the scent of incense, quickly slashed at the blue silver grass that came from all directions. Although the rusty knife was blunt, it carried a fierce force. Gao Jian chopped and severed the approaching Bluesilver grass one after another. Dozens of irregular grass blades had juice splashing from the fractures. For a moment, the dilapidated arena looked like a clean and hygienic aloe vera juice production site. "Cang Dang——! Cang Dang——!" I saw that the arrows that Tang San had shot earlier that were mixed with the entangled attack of blue silver grass were all knocked away by Gao Jian's sword dance, and fell around Gao Jian one by one. Gao Jian waved the sword light with one hand and used it to defend against Tang San's unceasing offensive. With a smile on his face, he walked towards Tang San slowly as if strolling in a garden.

Tang San also looked a little ugly when he saw Takami using his hands to defend his proud silky little combo attack, and walking towards him with leisurely steps. However, he still said with a strong face and a cold voice: "Humph, that's all, are you at this level? Then go and seek death!" Before he finished speaking, the third dark purple soul ring behind him suddenly flashed, Tang San quickly swung his arm, and a green light ball burst out of the air in an instant, and hit Takami who was slowly walking towards him like a meteor chasing the moon! Gao Jian didn't talk to Tang San, he just raised the rusty knife lightly and swung it forward to stab the ball of light. But when the green light came into contact with the rusty knife that Takami blocked, it instantly expanded into a huge green spider web, and immediately wrapped it up, wrapping Takami's entire body in an instant! At the same time, there were many dense blue silver grasses in all directions, winding towards Takami from all angles. The third soul skill of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit——[Spider Web Binding]! For a time, Takami was wrapped up in layers of blue silver grass and turned into a huge green rice dumpling. Just as Tang San proudly showed the joy of success from the corners of his crazily raised mouth, he saw a flash of light, and the intricately coiled blue silver grass broke and shattered, turning into grass and mustard flying all over the sky. In the torrential rain composed of fragments of blue silver grass, Gao Jian, who was unharmed, continued to walk out of it with his light steps. Tang San's gaze condensed, and his originally sinister pupils shrank in an instant, as if two cold stars burst out with piercing light. Seeing this scene, Tang San's proud smile that he had just raised froze in place, and his cheerful expression quickly turned gloomy. At this moment, Tang San also knew that he had encountered an unprecedented formidable enemy, and he did not dare to slack off at all, and subconsciously started the Xuantian Technique quickly. I saw Tang Sanzhou's body and soul power surging, his aura rising steadily, and his originally blue outfit was slightly stirred by the soul power, making a hunting sound. While exercising his skills, he also activated the Tang Sect's secret skill of ghost shadow walking. His feet moved at a high speed, his legs seemed to be loaded with springs, and his body flashed, as if he had transformed into multiple phantoms, which was dazzling. In an instant, he flew backwards like a wisp of smoke, instantly widening the distance between him and Takami. In the process of widening the distance, Tang San paused slightly, and then his eyes began to undergo strange changes. A deep purple slowly seeped out from the depths of his pupils, which were originally as dark as ink. This purple color spread quickly, as if alive, until the entire eyes turned into a bright amethyst color, as if two amethysts were embedded in his eye sockets. The Tang Sect's secret skill - "Purple Demonic Eyes"! At this moment, he was fully activated, with cold scrutiny and sharp insight in his eyes, staring at Gao Jian in the distance, as if he wanted to see through every move and every flaw of the other party. "It's now!" Tang San shouted in his heart, and at the same time clenched his left fist. Without any warning, sixteen jet-black blue silver grass suddenly appeared from all around Takami, and instantly intertwined and merged above his head, forming a single cage. The fourth soul skill of Blue Silver Grass - [Blue Silver Cage]! Tang San's calm and restrained black spirit ring just lit up quietly, and then, the yellow first spirit ring also flashed. Just as Takami was curiously looking at the black blue silver grass that made up the blue silver cage, dozens of blue silver grass suddenly burst out from the ground inside the cage, twisting straight towards his legs. "A boring trick." At the same time as Takami's words fell, these blue silver grasses of different colors were also torn apart by the light of a knife. Even though it is as strong as fine steel, the blue silver cage that can block the full blow of the attack-type War Spirit Sect is as fragile as waste paper under the sword force of Takami's [Sacrifice Sword Technique]. With twenty years of skill, can you block this sword?

In a turbulent era, the imperial court was corrupted and the world was in chaos. In this turbulent land, a demon dragon has successfully cultivated in the waters of Baishan River. It takes advantage of the chaotic situation to cause clouds and rain in the waters, doing whatever it wants, making the lives of the people on both sides of the strait miserable and miserable. However, the turbulent current situation made it impossible for anyone in the court to stop the demon dragon's evil deeds. With it as the vanguard, other demon dragons followed suit, taking the opportunity to eat human blood for sacrifice, and more cruelly oppressed the poor people. In this dark moment, an expert swordsman came here. He was tall and tall, his eyes were firm, and the sword in his hand shone with cold light. He was compassionate and could not bear to see the people suffer so much. This master swordsman decided to do something for the people on both sides of the strait. When he came to the narrow part of the Baishan River, he shouted loudly, summoned all his strength, swung the long sword in his hand, and an earth-shattering sword energy burst out of the air. In an instant, only the roar of the mountain peaks was heard. The huge mountain peak was cut off with a sword, fell down, and turned into a stone bridge thirty miles long, spanning between the two banks. But the master swordsman did not stop there. He hung his sword under the stone bridge and erected a stone tablet beside it, with strong and powerful characters engraved on it: "Any dragon who walks on the water must not pass through it again!" These words are astonishingly lucky, and they seem to contain endless majesty, making people feel awe. The demon dragon of Baishan River relied on its demonic power to reach the sky. It was not afraid of the message on the stone tablet and ignored the warning of the swordsman master. It arrogantly believes that it is omnipotent, how could it be blocked by mere stone bridges and stone monuments. So, it decided to challenge the authority of the master swordsman and openly passed under the bridge. When the demon dragon of Baishan River passed under the stone bridge in a grand manner, a sword light descended from the sky like thunder, reaching the sky and the earth with a dazzling light. Before the demonic dragon could react, it was neatly cut into two pieces by the sword light, and its head and body were separated. The huge body of the demon dragon slumped down. There was still a ferocious smile on the dragon's head, but its blood had dyed the river red. The other dragons witnessed this scene and were all impressed by this astonishing scene. They were horrified to find that the swordsman's strength was far beyond their imagination, and he could easily take their lives. The demon dragons who were lucky enough to survive would never dare to pass by here again, and this place became a forbidden area for dragons. When the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait heard the news that the demon dragon had been killed, they all cheered and cheered. They gathered around the stone bridge and kowtowed to the stone tablet left by the master swordsman. They hated the evil deeds of the demon dragons and named the place Broken Dragon Gorge to deter those demon dragons who made trouble. Since then, Duanlong Gorge has become a holy place in the hearts of the people. They extol the heroic deeds of the master swordsman and regard him as the god who protects them. And that stone bridge has also become a bridge of hope connecting the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, witnessing the tenacity and courage of the people. In the long river of time, the story of Duanlong Gorge has been passed down from generation to generation, becoming an eternal legend in this land. Every traveler passing through Duanlong Gorge was moved by the righteous deeds of the master swordsman, and their hearts filled with yearning for justice and hope for a better life. Although times have changed and the storm remains the same, the story of Duanlong Gorge will always be remembered in people's hearts and inspire future generations to work tirelessly for justice and a better future.

"Did I... Lose?" Under the rubble, a man's faint whisper came out. After a while, the stone pile shook slightly, and a bloody, almost blurry hand came out of the stone, groping the ground, as if looking for something. Suddenly, the clouds and fog dispersed, and the bright moon appeared in the sky. The clear light fell, and what was tightly held in the man's hand was revealed to be a knife handle! "You have been with me for half my life, but in the end I ended up like this. If I could start over... Ahem... Poof..." Takami suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Although the expression on his face was full of unwillingness, the look in his eyes gradually dimmed. It was obvious that his life had come to an end. "If... If... I could do it again..." Before the words were fully spoken, Takami had already closed his eyes, and his breathing and heartbeat had completely stopped. But at this moment, the handle of the knife he was holding tightly in his hand suddenly trembled, and then broke free from his hand and flew into the air. The fragments of the knife slowly rose from the ground, hovered in the air, and then accurately attached to the handle of the knife, instantly forming a blade full of cracks. Then it suddenly fell into Takami's chest. … Dim yellow torches lit up the night, and a villager held the torch as if he was surrounding something. Noisy crowds, starry night sky. And... The painful head! Takami's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked around, his eyes full of surprise and uncertainty. "Am I... Reborn?" Looking at the familiar scene and the familiar Taoist priest beside him, Takami murmured to himself. "No, maybe this is just a fantasy before I die." After a brief surprise, Takami shook his head, with a bitter look on his face. Yes, how could he be reborn again after he had already traveled through time? "Brother? Stop struggling. You can't break free of this thumb-thick hemp rope." Huh? After Gao Jian heard this, he turned around and saw Bai Ping, his old friend from his previous life, comforting the person next to him. No, buddy, what about me? Isn't this what you should say to me? Takami frowned, vaguely aware that something was wrong. "Could it be..." He did not hesitate, quickly formed seals with one hand, and recited the mental formula in a low voice at the same time. In an instant, a powerful force poured into the limbs and bones like a tide, impacting the acupoints. Boom—— Takami exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes bright. Just now, he had become a practitioner and was quite powerful. This speed had never happened in his previous life. By the way, do you still have my knife? Takami suddenly remembered his beloved knife from his previous life, which had only the handle left. His heart tightened suddenly, and he instinctively wanted to take it out and have a look. However, he felt that his body was still bound by the hemp rope, so he applied a little force, and the hemp rope broke instantly. This movement immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. The villagers stopped dancing, beating gongs and drums, and stopped singing. Everyone looked at Gao Jian with ferocious and angry faces. "Kill him!" The strange silence did not last long. Soon the masked Miao Zhu shouted sharply, and the villagers in ragged linen clothes rushed over with weapons in hand. Gao Jian didn't care about these weak villagers. He swallowed a few times, reached his right hand to his chest and pulled hard. The next moment, a knife full of cracks appeared in Takami's hand. "How could this happen!" Takami's pupils shrank suddenly. If this was just a fantasy, the knife should be as rusty as in the previous life. This change now all indicates a possibility. He was really reborn! Takami's breathing quickened for a moment. Looking at the villagers rushing over, scarlet flashed across his eyes, and then he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot. The strong air wave carried the sand and gravel and blasted the villagers away, and his body disappeared. In an instant, he arrived in front of Miao Zhu and stabbed him to the core with the knife full of cracks. He remembered that Bai Ping had his arm broken because of Miao Zhu's harassment in his previous life, and he would definitely not let it happen this time. But what Gao Jian didn't expect was that as the blade of the blade was inserted into Miao Zhu's body, the scarlet aura began to blend into the blade. In just a moment, Miao Zhu turned into a mummy. The cracks on the blade seem to have been reduced a little because of this, but what the hell is this lingering black aura. These successive changes made Takami increasingly irritated, but before he had time to think, the uninvited guest appeared again. White flesh worm!

The Zhenjing Dao Palace stands majestically in the clouds of the sky, with mist and mist, just like the Taixu Immortal Palace. There are a number of spiritual peaks below, which are divided into various types of true cultivators. After bidding farewell to Gao Jian, Bai Ping returned to the Origin Spirit Peak and went straight to the quiet room where his master lived. Along the way, the pines and cypresses are towering, and the green shadows are swaying, as if they are whispering to welcome the returnees; the flowers are scorching and the fragrance is overflowing, but it is difficult to soothe their uneasy hearts. Bai Pingwen walked slowly, not only eager to return to his master, but also afraid that his master would blame him for his broken arm. Arriving in front of the quiet room, he took a deep breath to calm down. Then he knocked on the door lightly, and heard three clear sounds, which seemed to break the curtain of silence. "Come in." The master's voice was like a loud bell, coming from inside. It was calm and majestic, which made Bai Ping's heart tremble. He didn't dare to delay for a moment, quickly straightened his clothes, held his breath, and entered respectfully. The interior is elegant and concise, with only a table, a chair and a couch, which are made of fine wood. The wood grain is as fine as silk threads, exuding the ancient elegance and fragrance; there is also an incense burner in the corner of the room, with smoke curling up, like a spiritual snake dancing in the sky, weaving a peaceful mist. The Master is sitting cross-legged on a futon, with fair hair and a childlike face. His skin is as smooth as frost and snow, and his eyes are as vast as the abyss. His wisdom and spiritual brilliance loom in his eyes, and he seems to be able to see through all the phenomena in the universe and illuminate his heart and soul. Bai Ping stepped forward, knelt down, kowtowed, and shouted loudly: "Master, my disciple has returned." After saying this, he lowered his head and felt guilty. He was filled with regrets that he had not been able to fulfill his mission and protect himself. The Master's eyes were soft, he raised his hand and waved lightly, and said in a harmonious voice: "Get up and describe in detail what you have experienced." Bai Ping stood up, still bowing slightly, not daring to straighten his waist and chest, and recounted it. Ever since the drought started in Kanning Taishan Village, when Yan first arrived, we saw people dying of hunger, the village ruins dead, and the fields cracked and cropped, all caused by the lack of sweet rain. The people were trapped in a desperate situation and had no choice but to devote themselves to serving the evil spirits. They frequently sacrificed blood and killed countless people. "The disciple accidentally fell into the villagers' treacherous plan and was drugged by them. He then pretended to submit and followed the plan to eliminate the evil obstacles. However, his Taoism is still shallow and his blessings are not rich. Then The monster is ferocious, and during the fierce battle, the disciple focused on one thing and the other, neglected to take precautions, and was attacked, and his left arm..." Bai Ping choked with sobs, and clenched the corner of his clothes with his right hand tightly, his knuckles turned white, as if to suppress his grief. Although he is open-minded and free-spirited, the wound of broken arm is heart-wrenching, how can he not feel it? Just in front of Gao Jian, he maintained his perseverance without revealing anything. At this moment, in front of Master, he let go of his guard and revealed his true feelings without any concealment. Master nodded, his face was calm and dignified, he was not embarrassed or responsible, but he sighed deeply: "This is not your fault. To eliminate demons and defend the Tao, there are many dangers and dangers, and being injured is also a symbol of bravery. And the broken arm did not dampen your ambition, but strengthened your Taoist heart. In the future practice, you should work hard and do not let this misfortune happen." Bai Ping nodded, with tears in his eyes and determination: "My disciple will bear in mind the teachings of the master, and his determination will never change, and he will never slacken off." The master's eyes were blazing, like a burning torch, and he asked carefully: "After this trip, after the pain, I must have some enlightenment, can I have some feelings?" Bai Ping raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, and concentrated on it. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "My disciple is deeply aware that the suffering in the world is as deep as an abyss. The people are ignorant and easy to be confused by evil. They are like lambs who have lost their way and are slaughtered by others. We are responsible for protecting the common people. We should devote our efforts to eliminate demons and defend the way, sow the light of the right path and drive away the haze of ignorance. Furthermore, we should not be afraid of the strong, even in desperate situations, we should not give up justice. If Although dangers abound this time, there are righteous people who have the vision to help and fight the demons side by side. This is the power of the righteous path. I know that in the future, I will make good friends, recruit heroes from all over the world, gather righteous people from all directions, and gather every drop of power to become a torrent, wipe out all evil spirits, and restore the world to peace." Master nodded, smiling. He bloomed and praised happily: "How good! You have learned so much, it is not in vain. You practice Taoism, practice Dharma and skills externally, use magic treasures and magical powers to understand your heart and see your nature internally, and shape your Taoist heart. After going through many hardships, you still stick to the right path, and your mind is like a rock, which is a great comfort to your teacher. In the subsequent practice, you can first retreat and study hard, consolidate your roots and cultivate your talents, explore mysteries, and improve your realm; When the success is complete, go down the mountain to practice, save the common people, relieve the difficulties, and accumulate good deeds." After finishing his words, the master paused for a moment and asked again: "Disciple, have you ever thought about using a magic elixir to repair a broken arm?" Bai Ping was slightly startled, and then calmly replied: "Disciple, I know the elixir to renew the arm. It is rare and hard to find. If you are lucky enough to find it, you will be happy; but if you don't meet it, you will have no regrets. I hope that my disciple will work hard, study the one-handed swordsmanship and Tao techniques, practice diligently, and practice diligently. Even with one arm, I can kill monsters and protect all living beings, fulfill the grand purpose of defending the Tao, and live up to the expectations of my master." Master. After staring at it for a long time, he praised: "Good! My disciple has strong ambitions. Although the road is long and dangerous, and full of thorns, but you can keep your ambition and not be afraid of hardships, you are really lucky to be in my Taoist palace. Go to retreat and practice quietly. Come and ask me when you are in trouble. I will practice the Tao together with you and realize the profound extreme." Bai Ping paid his respects to his master and retired from the quiet room. As he walked along the secluded path of the Taoist palace, the breeze blew over his body, healing his wounds and soothing his soul; the warm sun came over him, infusing him with courage and igniting his passion. Halfway through the journey, he stopped and gazed at the wonderful scenery of Lingfeng Peak, with green mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, and spiritual birds and animals looming among them. Bai Ping stared at it for a long time, smiled casually, and finally strode towards the retreat spiritual pool.

Takami felt a flash of light in front of his eyes. After a while, the world began to spin, and he found himself in a strange and shocking world. The metal-structured building twists and stretches into the gray sky. There are criss-crossing energy pipes on the ground, and explosions and laser beams pierce the sky in the distance. Before he could fully react, he heard a violent roar and a loud sound of metal collision. He took a closer look and saw two huge metal figures fighting fiercely. One is red and blue, tall and mighty, and the car window on his chest is shining with light. He is Optimus Prime; the other is gray-purple, with a slightly ferocious figure, and Megatron's mechanical eyes exude a cold light. Takami's heartbeat accelerated rapidly. These were Transformers, a household name on Earth, and he actually traveled to the planet Cybertron and witnessed this epic showdown. Megatron waved his fusion cannon and fired at Optimus Prime one after another. Each shot carried a powerful destructive force. Large craters were blasted out of the surrounding ground, and metal fragments flew everywhere. Optimus Prime nimbly dodged the attack, waving his ion sword in his hand, looking for opportunities to counterattack, and the scars on his body recorded the brutality of this battle. Takami's eyes scanned the battlefield and found a metal plate that was knocked away by the energy impact. His heart moved, he rushed over, picked up the metal plate as a shield, and rushed towards the battlefield. Optimus Prime caught a glimpse of this small but brave human figure out of the corner of his eye. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly focused his attention on Megatron. "Human, you shouldn't be here!" Optimus Prime shouted, and the voice was transmitted to Gao Jian's ears through some kind of energy conversion. "Optimus Prime, I can't leave you to fight alone," Takami shouted in response, although his voice was insignificant in the huge din of the battlefield. "I'm here to help you!" After seeing Gao Jian, Megatron laughed wildly: "Haha, even an ant dares to join the battle, so I'll crush you first!" As he said that, he turned the muzzle to Gao Jian and fired an energy beam. Takami quickly blocked it with a rusty knife. The indestructible rusty knife blocked the beam, but the powerful impact made him take a few steps back, but he gritted his teeth and stood firm. Optimus Prime took the opportunity to jump up, and stabbed Megatron's shoulder with the ion sword. Megatron felt pain, and angrily punched Optimus Prime back, knocking Optimus Prime away. Takami saw the right moment, picked up a metal pole, and threw it at Megatron's head like a flying spear. Although it failed to cause actual damage, it successfully distracted him. "Well done, human!" Optimus Prime shouted, immediately fighting alongside Takami. Takami kept running and dodging on the battlefield, looking for weapons and terrain that could be used. He found an energy circuit exposure point at the joint of Megatron's leg, then picked up the rusty knife and rushed towards Megatron. Megatron sensed Takami's intention and raised his foot to crush him, but Takami nimbly shuttled between Megatron's mechanical legs, and at the moment of approach, he inserted the rusty knife into the energy line. A burst of sparks flashed, and Megatron's leg movements were sluggish for a moment. Optimus Prime seized this opportunity and launched an attack with all his strength. His fists hit Megatron's chest with great force, and the ion sword also drew deep scars on Megatron's body. Megatron roared and used his fusion cannon to attack Optimus Prime at close range. Optimus Prime used his arms to protect his vitals, but was also knocked away by the powerful impact. Looking at the injured Optimus Prime, Takami felt a sense of determination in his heart. He rushed towards Megatron, and when Megatron attacked Optimus Prime again, he jumped on Megatron's arm, climbed up the arm, and tried to attack his head. Megatron swung his arms wildly, trying to throw Takami off, but Takami held on tightly. "You nasty little bug!" Megatron roared. Takami did not respond. His eyes were fixed on an optical sensor on Megatron's head, which was his target. Just as he was about to get close, Megatron suddenly grabbed him with his other hand and held him up in front of his eyes. "Now, you have to pay for your recklessness!" Megatron sneered. Just when Megatron was about to crush Takami, Optimus Prime rushed up from behind. He hugged Megatron's arm with all his strength and twisted it hard, forcing Megatron to let go of Takami. Takami took the opportunity to roll to the ground. He gasped and looked at the two people who were engaged in a fierce battle again. The energy storm around the battlefield is getting stronger and stronger, and there is lightning and thunder in the sky. It seems that the entire planet Cybertron is trembling for this battle. Takami knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of this planet, and he, a human being, turned out to be the straw that broke the camel's back in the end. He picked up the rusty knife that fell on the ground, joined the battle again, and together with Optimus Prime, made the final charge towards Megatron...

Takami suddenly said that he wanted to drink milk tea and try her craftsmanship, and began to constantly construct ideas in his mind, so Dansha was ready to try to reward him with a practical operation. Although she doesn't know how to make, she is easy to learn. Does Takami want to eat watermelon? This is totally fine. But what is this [raw coconut latte], and why is there iron in the drink? Isn't latte iron? Is it like a wife cake without a wife? Um, [Watermelon Pop Pop], [Watermelon Coconut], [Tomato Egg Soup]... His consciousness says these are delicious, but why can't I understand them at all? Which one do you want Takami to do? I want it all! Cinnamon is made as soon as I think of it. The first step is to make the crispy pops needed in [Watermelon Pops]. I don't have the finished product of this material here, so I have to make it by hand first. Although I don't know how to do it, let me learn how to make Kangkanggao card. Hantian powder? What is this? Forget it, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up and move on to the next project. Well, [Watermelon Coconut] is simple. You only need to mash the watermelon, add ice and coconut water. These two fruits are the most indispensable in my house. You can make a lot! An upgraded version that replaces coconut water with coconut milk. Squeeze the coconut meat to form coconut milk, and then mix it with coconut water to make coconut milk. OK, next, [Tomato and Egg Soup]. Turn on the blender, chop the watermelon and pour it in, then add the peeled orange, add ice cubes and tea at a ratio of 1:1, stir and smash together, mix with the crushed watermelon, and you can drink it! It's too simple haha, it's worthy of my cinnabar, next project! Watermelon Ice LemonYou need some cut watermelon, lemon, sugar and water. Very good, all these materials are available. Squeeze out the lemon juice, either with a tool or a strong grip. Pour the watermelon, ice cubes and sugar into the blender. After blending, add the lemon juice and water. After the watermelon juice is layered, you can also put a slice of lemon and a few mint leaves into the cup to garnish, and the slightly sour lemon watermelon juice is completed. The last one, [traffic light]. You need bananas, strawberries, yogurt, sweet orange, kiwi, and mint. If you don't have yogurt, just use lemon milk instead! Takami is so smart = ͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪ ‧̣̥̇)! Add a little lemon juice to the milk and stir gently. The curd protein in the milk will form small pieces under the action of acid. Awesome, it's really done! Let the milk stand for a while, then put it and 1:1 diced strawberries in a blender, add ice cubes and sugar, stir, and the second layer, the pink strawberry yogurt juice is completed. Put out the prepared strawberry juice and put it in the refrigerator for ten minutes. The next step is the first layer of banana and fresh orange juice. Cut the peeled bananas into pieces and break the oranges into small pieces. Add sugar and salt. Don't ask why salt is added. As the old saying goes: "If you want it sweet, add salt first." What old saying is this? I've obviously lived hundreds of years longer than Gao Jian, so why haven't I heard of it? Then add water and ice cubes at a ratio of one to one, and stir at high speed until no lumps of banana are visible at all. At this moment, because there is more starch in the banana, it will become so mushy, which is also the key to forming stratification. This is simple, my entity is a dragon-shaped mechanism, and my mixing speed is very fast! But what does the hand speed of being single for 700 years mean? I always feel like you are thinking about something weird, Takami. The last is the simplest green kiwi mint juice. You only need to cut the kiwi into cubes and put it into a blender, then add some mint, ice cubes, and sugar, and crush them together. The third layer is ready. Pour the kiwi mint juice into the glass, then carefully pour in the strawberry yogurt juice, and finally the banana orange juice. In this way, the [Traffic Light] ice drink with distinct layers is ready! …

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