"In the courtyard of badaomen, the master of badaomen is telling a young boy what to do.

"Xiaojin, do you have confidence in tomorrow's game?" The master of badaomen said seriously to the young man in front of him, and his tone was full of seriousness.

"Although the disciples have already broken through the Emperor Wu, the three guys in the emperor's sect are really abnormal. They don't have a complete grasp of them." Small brocade very nervous low head, he facial expression is ugly say.

After hearing his words, the headmaster of the overlord clan frowned slightly, and began to think of strategies in his heart.

He knew the strength of his disciple most clearly.

This disciple has already mastered the Baodao Scripture of zhenpai sect, which is the most important book of the sword sect.

But even so, he still has no confidence in tomorrow's game.

"Hoo So far, it seems that we can only use this method. This time, we must win the first place in the hundred gate competition The master of Badao sect took a deep breath. His brow was frowned tightly, and then he said to himself.

"Xiaojin, I have a way to make you break through to Empress Wu tonight. Would you like to try it?" The overlord sect leader looked at the disciple in front of him and said in a calm voice.

"The disciple is willing to obey the master's arrangement!" The disciple bowed his head slightly and said in a low voice.

The headmaster of the Badao sect saw this. He did not hesitate in his heart. He directly stretched out a big hand and pressed it on the head of the disciple in front of him.

The terrifying sense of Dao suddenly burst out from the body of the master of Badao sect, and then quickly flowed into the disciple's body.

After a few hours of shaking, the whole body of his overlord shook the door slowly, and the master let go of the door.

But small brocade suddenly opened his eyes, in his eyes, there is a huge ghost head knife slowly condensed out.

"Bang!"

Xiao Jin's body burst out a strong pressure, his accomplishments like broken bamboo, directly from the early days of Emperor Wu to the middle peak of Emperor Wu.

Thank you very much Xiaojin said gratefully. Then he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the master of badaomen.

This is the unique inheritance method of badaomen, but the cost is very huge.

The sense of terror that the headmaster of Badao sect has accumulated for hundreds of years has directly dissipated.

Even he himself was seriously injured. It is estimated that he would never recover without decades of recuperation.

"Still not enough?" The master of Badao sect frowned slightly, and he was puzzled.

According to the principle, his own Dao meaning should be able to help this disciple directly break through to Wu empress period.

But I don't know why, in the end, he got stuck in the peak of the middle period of Emperor Wu, and he didn't cross that threshold.

"No matter what, we can't lose the hundred gate competition this time. We must have a shame in front of us." A fierce decision was made in his heart.

I saw him slowly step out two steps, and then again stretched out his right hand, directly put it on the arm of the young man in front of him.

An incomparably pure and huge force suddenly appeared from the hand of the master of Badao sect, and then was continuously transported by him to the body of the disciple in front of him.

Xiaojin looks at his master with a shocked look on his face. He wants to make the master stop, but he can't make any sound at all.

With the gradual passage of the major of badaomen, his temples turned pale, and even his face had some small wrinkles.

Several hours later, the master of the Badao sect slowly withdrew his hand.

"Poop With a sound, the master of badaomen could no longer support his body, and then he directly lay on his back.

"Master!" Small brocade is shocked to say, then directly rushed to the past, tightly hugged the body of the overlord door.

"Don't worry. I'm fine. It's just that I'm wasting too much power. I'll just have a rest." The master of Badao sect slowly smiles, but the smile is so reluctant.

"Master, your strength..." Small brocade eyebrow tightly wrinkling, he trembles the voice to say, the tone is full of fear.

The overlord sect leader was originally a master of wuzun realm. Although he was only a beginner in wuzun, his strength was also very terrible.

However, only one night later, the strength of the master of Badao sect fell directly from wuzun to the peak of Emperor Wu!

"Cough, don't worry. I'm not in any trouble." Naturally, the headmaster of Badao sect also found his strength retrogression, but he didn't have any surprise in his eyes.

As early as he used this secret method, he had already thought of the consequences of the present day. However, he had no regrets for the sake of badaomen.

What's more, the person in front of him is not only his disciple, but also his own son!

This is a very amazing secret, even Xiaojin himself did not know.

The teacher who lived with him day and night and maintained him in every way was actually his own father.The strength of Xiaojin is actually from the middle of Emperor Wu to the peak of Empress Wu!

Normally speaking, Xiaojin should be happy for the improvement of his strength, but for some reason, he is not happy at all. He just feels extremely sad in his heart.

The master gave up his cultivation of wuzun in order to promote himself to the period of Empress Wu. This kind of kindness is too heavy for Xiaojin to bear.

"Xiaojin, go down first. Master is a little tired." The headmaster of the overlord sect said in a trembling voice that he slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched the head of the disciple in front of him.

Perhaps it was because he was too tired. There was a touch of kindness on the face of the master of Badao sect.

"Yes, master!" Xiaojin first helped the master of badaomen to the bed, then turned around and said respectfully.

"Master, you can rest assured that tomorrow's hundred match, the disciple will win the championship, and will never fail to live up to your expectations!" When Xiaojing was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and said a very solemn sentence to the master of badaomen.

This is Xiaojin's promise to the headmaster of Badao sect. As for whether it can be realized in the end, it depends on his own nature.

The headmaster of Badao sect looked at his disciple's back. He closed his eyes slowly, and then he fell asleep.

This night, he paid too much, even if it was his extremely strong physique, it was inevitable that he could not bear it.

After leaving the master's room, Xiaojin did not leave directly, but knelt down to the door in front of him.

"Thank you, master."

Small brocade in front of the door to knock a sound head, his eyes, even tears slowly passed down.

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