When Yang Qing Zhenren said he wanted to teach Gu Haoran the complete sword technique of the Qiqiao Lock Heart Sword, the old Taoists who were still alive were stunned for a moment.

"Senior Brother Yang Qing, teach this sect's method to an outer disciple. There is no such precedent. I hope the senior brother will be cautious." An old Taoist stood up and said.

"The rules are determined by people. In our entire Shangqing Palace, no young disciple has the ability to comprehend above Haoran. He has not been taught to him before. It is all because of his identity as an outer disciple. Now I have figured it out that only by giving it to him can the sword technique of the Qijie Lock Heart Sword be truly played out." Zhenren Yang Qing said in an unquestionable tone.

"Disciple thanks to Master. It's not that I don't want to enter Shangqing Palace, but Shangqing Palace is the Quanzhen Sect and cannot be married. My mother at home always wants me to leave a place for the Gu family. I hope Master will forgive me." Gu Haoran knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yangqing Zhenren.

"Forget it, I have known this for a long time, so there is no need to talk about it. After I go back, I will teach you the entire set of Qijie Locking Heart Sword Skills." Zhenren Yang Qing said again.

After hearing this, we were also happy for Brother Gu.

As long as Brother Gu masters this set of swordsmanship, his cultivation will inevitably improve by leaps and bounds. If we fight with others in the future, we will have another layer of security guarantee.

Next, the old Taoists Yang Qing ordered the living Taoists to restrain the bodies of the five old Taoists in the dead Shangqing Palace and burn them all with the fire talisman. The sloppy Taoist priests took out the jar from the eight treasure sack of Qiankun, buried their ashes one by one, and planned to take them back to Shangqing Palace.

Wang Wuji reopened the magic array. I just stood on the edge of the magic array and looked at it, and found that the magic array had changed again, different from before.

He was planning to be a turtle that dared not come out. If he didn't come out, we didn't want to go in again.

After all, after this fight, they suffered heavy losses, and we were not feeling well.

Five old Taoists died, and the rest were all injured. Even if they could really kill Wang Wuji, there would inevitably be casualties and injuries on our side.

Because most of the opponent's troops were retained, and there was also a left envoy Zhang Zihao who was still alive.

Anyway, Gu Haoran has been rescued, so we have no intention of trying our best.

The guy adjusted it and left here directly, intending to return to Shangqing Palace.

On the way back, we didn't dare to take it lightly. I released the Meiling out and helped us cut off the back five miles away to see if there were any people from the eastern branch of Henan to follow us, walk around the world, and be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship.

We killed Wang Haoyu, and Wang Wuji hated us to the core. If he still had the ability to kill us, he would never be lenient.

Unfortunately, the Ziwei Tianhuo released by the sloppy Taoist priest was burned to death. Whether he could survive was still a question, and he probably wouldn't set up an ambush on the road.

On the road, we didn't dare to stop and drove all the way. After walking for two days, we walked out of this deep mountain forest and found the broken van we had parked before.

After struggling for several days, I was exhausted all over. When I was free, I felt my whole body hurt.

As soon as my butt got into the car seat, I fell asleep in a daze.

And I also had a dream. I saw the eight-tailed fox in the dream. She said thank you for the demon soul of the spirit cat that I helped her get.

When I saw the eight-tailed fox's unreasonable face, I said I would talk to her. The eight-tailed fox's face turned red with shame, and pointed at my head with his fingers, saying that I was a disciple and had a thick-skinned face.

I was having a beautiful dream here. When I was about to talk to my wife, I suddenly patted my shoulder with one hand, and woke up with a tremor.

"What are you doing?!" I glared at the sloppy Taoist priest in anger.

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled and asked, "What kind of dreams are you having? Your mouth is grinning behind your ears while you are asleep, and you even laugh out loud."

"Amitabha, sins..." Yuankong suddenly clasped his hands together, looking in fear.

"Yuankong, what are you doing? Wu Laoliu dreamed, what have you sinned?" The sloppy Taoist priest was very puzzled.

"Just just now, the young monk laughed out loud in his sleep. He thought Angkor was hit, so he took a look with his wise eyes and saw the scene in Angkor's dream. Don't look at it if you are not a rude... It's a sin." Yuankong explained.

When the sloppy Taoist heard this, he immediately became interested and said excitedly: "Yuankong, can you still see what dream Wu Laoliu has, let's listen."

"Angkor just now..."

"Yuankong, shut up!" I reached out and covered Yuankong's mouth, not daring to let him continue to say, otherwise I would have to jump off the car if I was thrown into my grandma's house.

The journey was noisy, and in the evening, we finally arrived at Shangqing Palace, and our hearts finally came to the bottom of our hearts.

Gu Haoran was seriously injured, and all the people were beaten were wounds. He had been holding on to the sword technique of the Qiqiao Lock Heart Sword. He had been injured by someone before. He probably had to cultivate for a while. Fortunately, they had taken medicine refined from the petals of the Ten Thousand Years of Snow Lotus. His body was different from ordinary people and healed faster than others. The wounds on his body did not have any scars after healing.

When I think of this, I regret it. It seemed that I hadn't caught the petals of the ten thousand-year-old snow lotus, and even Taoist Master Ci Nian divided them into two pieces.

After two days in Shangqing Palace, we couldn't stand it anymore. The main reason was that the food in Shangqing Palace was really bland and there was no oil or water at all. Apart from the empty sky, we were almost crazy if we wanted to eat meat.

Seeing that Gu Haoran's injuries were recovering rapidly day by day, we did not stay in Shangqing Palace for a long time.

After Kasan said hello to us, he left directly. As for where to go, he didn't say anything.

Yuankong was also anxious to return to the temple to practice, so I bought him a ticket and sent him to the station.

The sloppy Taoist priest told me that he wanted to go back to Yanbei, but he missed the food made by Ba Jun and uncle Hu Zi very much.

I happened to be alone on the road, and it was good to have a sloppy Taoist priest accompanying me.

After seeing them off, we also said goodbye to Gu Haoran and Yang Qing Zhenren and returned directly to the Siheyuan in Yanbei.

Before entering the door, the sloppy Taoist priest called Uncle Huzi. After hearing the movement, Uncle Huzi trotted all the way. Seeing that we were safe and sound, he immediately smiled and said he wanted to go to cook.

I asked Uncle Huzi to make a stir-fried waist flower to replenish the body of the sloppy Taoist priest. Recently, he was so weak that he started to sweat coldly after using his ultimate move.

The eighth master next door heard the movements between me and the sloppy Taoist priest, flew over and landed on the big tree in the yard.
Chapter completed!