The head master?

…

'Ji Xuan, I don't think you are ready to face the catastrophe.'

'Reporting to the master, my disciple has reached the level of Mahayana, why can't he cope with the catastrophe?'

'Because I'm not you yet... or in other words, you don't know you are you yet. Ji Xuan, you are a perfect Taoist, but not a perfect living being. You have been practicing in seclusion in the mountains for so long, and you can only step out of the mountain gate.

After two times, you like to listen to your classmates' praise and admiration for you. You only like to do things that are within your control. Your practice is so smooth. You have never realized what failure is and what is the limit.

What is hardship? However, the power of heavenly tribulation is determined by the limits of Taoists. It requires you to break through your own limits. It is the thing that practitioners are most unable to control. You think you are ready, but in fact you are not.

'

'Master, I will carefully allocate every spiritual power.'

'That's just technique, what I'm telling you is here.'

'Tao heart? The disciple thinks that his Tao heart is firm enough.'

'Have you ever thought about what you would do and what kind of person you would be if you were a mortal?'

'I have never thought that I am devoted to the Tao and have no other wish! I am willing to risk my life to overcome disasters! Even if I die, I will have no regrets!'

'Ji Xuan... you are the smartest and most talented disciple I have ever seen, but now I am no longer as good as you, and I can't tell you what to do with your practice. But if you believe in me as the master, you can declare yourself a cultivator.

, The experience of the world of mortals only takes ten years, ten years is enough!'

'If you work hard and then fail, the disciple will be afraid that his heart towards the Tao will be damaged, and then he will give up in fear. Master, the disciple has gone to prepare. There is no need to do anything more for me in the sect. Thank you, Master, for your kindness.'

'Ji Xuan! Ji Xuan! It is difficult to grasp the world, you can only fix yourself! Immortal, Immortal, if you want to be an immortal, you must first be a human being. You have suppressed your nature for the sake of cultivation. You are just a Taoist now, just a Taoist!

You're really not ready, Ji Xuan... Oh, that's all, I hope you can break through the limitations and ascend, becoming an immortal instantly.'

…

Wang Jixuan closed his eyes forcefully, and the images in his heart quickly dissipated.

His lips trembled slightly, revealing a bit of a wry smile.

The leader is right.

In order to practice cultivation, he even forgot who he was. He never showed up when his parents died. He was a son in vain and did not learn how to be a human being.

Things in the world are difficult to grasp, so we can only fix ourselves.

It’s hard to control things in the world, you can only fix yourself!

Wang Jixuan's pupils seemed to spit out two balls of fire. He slapped the mud with his right hand and stood up!

The talisman on his body was almost burning, and a light red flame appeared between his eyebrows!

Moluo Tiansha Jue!

Wang Jixuan sprinted forward close to the ground, accelerating suddenly, so fast that he almost left an erratic afterimage.

call out--

A bullet almost passed by his eyes.

The flames in Wang Jixuan's eyes shook rapidly, and the bones, muscles, and internal organs of his body were under extreme pressure in an instant.

Not fast enough!

Still not fast enough!

Wang Jixuan stepped forward, dodged and moved, his body moving faster and faster. The low building that he originally regarded as a bunker had been left behind!

Boom!

Wang Jixuan actually dodged to the left in advance!

Missed a bullet again!

On the other side, Zhou Zhengde, who was thinking about countermeasures, suddenly heard the person next to him shout:

"He rushed over!"

Zhou Zhengde looked up to the third floor. There was a bright light source shaking constantly on the roof there. It was the light just now!

That was just now!

"Bad fish boy! Light! Can you give me light! Lan Yuzai!"

"ah--"

Lan Yuzai had climbed to the window again, and the faint light covering the broken part of his left arm suddenly collapsed!

The bleeding talisman's spiritual power is exhausted!

The pain is magnified dozens of times!

"I... want to become awesome!"

He gritted his teeth and roared, lying there, holding up the powerful flashlight tied up with his right hand and shaking it randomly towards the front!

On the main road below!

Zhou Zhengde held his breath and allowed the abdominal wound to deepen and tear. He stood up, raised his gun, and steadily aimed at the low roof that suddenly appeared. His eyes narrowed and his lips pursed tightly!

On the roof 263 meters away.

The sniper, who was so calm and almost emotionless, subconsciously aimed at the third-floor window of the hotel building and accurately pulled the trigger.

Boom!

bite!

A bloody flower exploded in Sniper Nighthawk's eight-power night mirror, and the random light source was shattered.

There were faint cracks on the bulletproof glass in front of Nighthawk. He was slightly surprised by the shooting accuracy of the people shooting rifles on the street.

Fortunately, Nighthawk, as a retired elite special operations team member, has extremely rich battlefield survival experience. Although it was a temporary mission, he still brought enough defensive equipment.

For example, the bulletproof glass shield in front of him.

Nighthawk subconsciously moved the muzzle of his gun, trying to lock on the psyker whose speed suddenly increased again.

That should be a psyker...

That guy's physical strength far exceeds the limit of ordinary people.

Hmm? Where are the people?

Nighthawk was stunned for a moment. The opponent's traces were lost in the night vision goggles. According to his calculations, the opponent should still be some distance away...

Whoosh!

A black shadow suddenly passed through the eyepiece. Nighthawk almost instinctively pulled the trigger, but the black shadow had disappeared!

He looked up blankly and saw the figure standing beside him, his eyes flashing with black light, and the tiny flame burning on his forehead.

Swish, swish, swish!

Accompanied by afterimages, Nighthawk's forehead was instantly pasted with eight or nine paper charms.

Wang Jixuan put his five fingers together and clenched his fist fiercely!

‘Blow it up to Master Dao!’
Chapter completed!