Zhan Yao walked around holding the iron crutch with both hands, sat on the medicine gourd and flew away.
A rune flashed in front of him, and the flashing frequency was getting louder and louder at the moment. After he withdrew from the Shiwan Mountain, he wanted to return to the Taoist tradition to make another plan, but he was intercepted by the flying golden rune halfway.
The drawing technique of this golden talisman is not sophisticated. It relies solely on the majestic spiritual energy attached to the talisman to intercept the medicine and lead him to the Tianshan Mountain.
The unshakable do not need tokens to show their identity. The unique aura of each person is the best proof. It cannot be copied at all. It means that future generations will follow the path of a certain unshakable.
Nor can they reach their level.
The sharp spiritual energy on this golden talisman comes from Chunyang Fuyou.
Along the way, Zhan Yao paced around and stared at the two seal characters on the golden talisman carefully. He felt that the two seal characters were awkward and did not look like handwriting written by pure Yang. They were not sharp enough and the outlines were more peaceful and solemn.
Zhuan Yao paced and thought for a moment. Relying on his understanding of the other Eight Immortals, he recognized some of the scents of bamboo baskets collecting souls.
"There are many weird things, so I'm not worried about this one. Since you invited me, why not go there."
The opening and closing of dark cracks is different from swaggering around and commanding the sea of the void at will. Zhan Yao Zhizu uses his spiritual power to shake open the void and escapes. Simple flight is really slow for Zhan Yao Zhizu.
Not long after diving into the darkness, the medicine gourd broke through the void again, and below were the stretches of forest-white mountains.
The last trace of dragon vein power in the Tianshan Mountains was consumed by Zhan Yao Zhizu himself, and the crowned king in the sky became a great medicine in his hands. Now Zhan Yao Zhizu is very familiar with the scene in the mountains. He glanced at it
In front of you are two sacred peaks that open and close like giant gates. One of them is interrupted by the mountain and breaks off from the mountainside.
After flying over these two giant gate-like peaks, there are all sharp-edged peaks. However, these peaks are mostly smoothed and no longer have the sharpness and momentum they once had. Moreover, there are many pale and filthy things lying on their backs.
, looking completely naked.
The filth on the ground noticed someone flying in the sky, and raised their heads one after another, looking in that direction with greedy and bloodthirsty expressions.
Zhan Yao frowned slightly as he paced back and forth. He had never seen filth look like this to him before. It was clear that the great sources were connected and connected with each other. But the eyes below and the pale faces looking up at him really made him
Disgusting. He shrugged his shoulders and released the breath of the unshakable without reservation, causing the filth in the mountains to scream and tremble on the ground. They still looked greedy and coveted just now.
They didn't fly for long, Zhang Yao walked up and put away the gourd, put it behind him, and stood in the air.
On the main peak of the Tianshan Mountains, the stone crevices of the altar on the top of the mountain are filled with blood, and then it flows down from the altar and spreads to the stone walls of the Tianshan Mountains. This holy mountain, which is named after its purity and sanctity, is somewhere between terrifying black and scarlet.
Even the sky above the mountain peaks was covered in blood-like crimson, as if a ghostly face was staring at the altar from the sky.
A strong wind blew around the entire mountain, and the screams sounded like thousands of evil spirits laughing sharply in the wind.
The blood flowing from the altar seems to have a magical power that attracts the filth in the mountains to climb up. Under this ghost-laughing wind, no living being can stand in the air except for walking on the medicine, so no matter how strong or weak the filth is,
, they can only climb up from the bottom of the mountain. When the pale filth touches the blood, it melts instantly, evaporating into wisps of black smoke.
Even so, the filth are still climbing up without stopping. From the perspective of Zhan Yao, the entire Tianshan Mountain is a squirming mountain of flesh and blood corpses, emitting a foul stench and overflowing with black smoke.
A huge dark door stands above the altar. Crowded evil ghosts and Rakshasa are carved on the surface of the huge door. The double doors are tightly closed without any gaps.
"We're here!" The man in the center of the altar turned around and smiled at Zhan Yao.
He casually pulled out a figure from his body. The figure was staggering before he could stand still. When he slapped his forehead, his face, which was as blurry as mud, had facial features, and it turned out to be exactly the same as a man. The man cast a spell, and the figure began to move.
The four limbs stand in the center of the altar instead of the man.
"This ritual is very complicated. I haven't stopped for a moment. This soul can't hold on for long before it will be crushed into pieces. But it can be regarded as a little leisure and allows me to see my old friend." The man was dressed in a scarlet Taoist robe and smiled heartily. Please
Zhang Yao walked up to the altar.
The two of them walked to the edge of the altar. A strong wind enveloped the entire main peak of the Tianshan Mountains, and there was a dense darkness. There was a scarlet surge above the head, like a pool of blood rolling around. Zhan Yao paced, feeling a little irritated, and said straight away: "Collecting souls with a bamboo basket, you still can't
Bamboo basket collecting souls?”
"Of course." the man replied.
"Bullshit!" Zhan Yao shouted while pacing.
The ugly man waved his sleeves, and the altar disappeared, and the vision suddenly became brighter. The two of them fell directly into the cave in the gourd. Snow fell heavily in the cave world. It was the snow where the medicine had been used to bury the self-image.
The man in the scarlet robe did not change his expression. He looked around and saw a few medicinal fruits in the snow. He said calmly: "Pace your feet with medicine. Your medicine can cure all people, but it cannot cure this world."
These words were commonplace, but they sounded like thunder in Zhan Yaozou's ears.
On that day, the Supreme One manifested, divided the Nine Provinces, incorporated the Eight Immortals' Taoism into the small world, and set up a forbidden secret method to destroy the causal connection. After the Eight Immortals all know that this has happened, I am afraid that there will be no Nine Provinces anymore. Even if the Nine Provinces are still lingering on, they will no longer exist.
It was the world they were familiar with. When they were parting, someone saw him.
The visitor has phoenix-like hair, long eyebrows on the temples, is eight feet two inches tall, wears a blue Taoist robe and carries an immortal sword on his back. He is coming from the west, just in front of a round sunset.
They were very familiar with each other, but they tried their best to write down the scenes of that day with the help of medicine, and this description came to mind.
The man said: "Pace your feet with medicine. Your medicine can cure all people, but it cannot cure this world."
He then replied: "Chunyang Fuyou, your sword can kill the enemies, but it cannot cure the world!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The man looked at Zhan Yao pacing calmly. He could only feel cold sweat breaking out as he was pacing. The face on the shoulder of the scarlet robe in front of him was constantly changing, and sometimes he was picking things from a bamboo basket.
The soul is sometimes Chunyang Fuyou, and at other times, the person in the scarlet robe is himself.
Zhan Yao was pacing, his mind racing with thoughts, and suddenly he was stunned.
He remembered the scene of that day so clearly, even the wrinkles on Chunyang Fuyou's robe, but it happened that Chunyang Fuyou's lips moved in the next scene and he said many things to him.
, but he couldn’t remember it at all! There seemed to be a huge gap in his heart, and the thing he lost was in that gap!
The man in scarlet robe stepped forward through the thick snow.
Zhan Yao walked up and roared, and the scene in the cave sky changed again. The man's next kick landed in the blood pool. Countless swords stabbed out, and the cold light cut the man's face into countless parts. The blood pool roared, and every drop of blood splashed out.
It was the shattering of a morning star. Surrounded by the scene of the universe, in the darkness, several large stars were suspended above the man's head. The magic circle was densely packed, approaching him and falling!
Zhan Yao was still pacing in the snowy cave. There was no one in front of him. His mouth was trembling as he tried his best to think about what Chunyang Fuyou said.
It seemed as if the whole world was pierced, and the dazzling sword light tore the sky apart.
When the wind and snow stopped, the man in the scarlet robe had returned to the cave, calmly watching Zhan Yao walking around.
Bamboo Basket Picking Soul held the sword light that could pierce Zhan Yao Zhizu's hole in the sky. Saying this would probably make Zhan Yao Zhizu laugh. But the man did come back, and the wind and snow suddenly stopped.
Zhan Yao paced back and forth, ignoring the approaching sword light, and the pictures in his mind suddenly began to flow.
Chunyang Fuyou's lips no longer trembled, he finally heard clearly what the most outstanding ancestor of the Eight Immortals said.
"After a long period of silence, the filth that keeps eating the universe will probably not let us go. We have seen too many creatures who have lost their identities in sleep."
"You said there is a Supreme Restriction, and dirty things are not allowed to invade? Hahahahaha! Haven't you discovered it yet? The Supreme Restriction is not only to prevent the outside world from finding us, but also a cage, imprisoning us. Even if we wake up in the future, we will not be able to
As free as we are now. What do you think the Supremes are trying to do? If they are afraid that we will fall and harm the Nine Provinces in the future, then they will lead us into the battlefield and die in an open and bright way."
"It's really pointless to think about the meaning of the Supreme. What these beings see is far from the current era. There are still tens of millions, billions, and countless epochs to come. Let us wait in the small world of sleep.
It would be a bad thing."
"The empress praised me and said, if there is a law, I will definitely become Ji Zhao. If there is no law, the law will be born in the future. After I have achieved the law, I will return to the position of Ji Zhao, and I will meet the empress and I will say this!"
Yang Fuyou was never a depressed person. He talked about the medicine in a few words, which made him break out in cold sweat, but he laughed on the sidelines.
The sound of conversation gradually faded away from Zhan Yao.
It was as if the light of the whole world was leaving him, and darkness began to gradually approach. Zhan Yao paced up and raised his head, and it turned out that the sun behind Chunyang Fuyou was about to set.
At the last moment when the setting sun disappeared, Zhang Yao paced around and listened to Chunyang Fuyou say: "The Great Source is pervasive and eats everything. Although I think it is difficult for this to happen, you will never make a mistake if you are prepared. If you are determined, practice
A few elixirs have kept me clear. If something goes wrong in the future, you, a senior, are here and your elixir skills are so good, you can wake me up."
Zhan Yao woke up with a start, as if a drowning man had come ashore and breathed in the cold air in the snow.
The man held the sword in his hand and stared down at Zhan Yao as he walked, and when he spoke, countless strange sounds came out.
"It seems you're awake."
The wind and snow began to fall, falling on the man and exploding. The spiritual energy was blocked, and the snow dust was flying. Zhan Yao stood up with an iron crutch on his feet. His ugly face and rickety figure seemed to stand upright as he stood up this time!
The elixir that had been dormant in his body melted away.
It turned into a puddle of clear water.
But around the clear water were extremely turbulent black waves.
When a clear pond was opened, the black tide kept rushing in, trying to overwhelm it.
"Sure enough, there is a backup plan." The man said, but as soon as he finished speaking, a sarcastic voice sounded, "What can you do if you can force out this last glimmer of clarity? We have all our abilities and magical powers under our control. It won't take long.
, I will be eaten away, and you will not be able to leave like Chunyang after all!"
"Oh, Chunyang succeeded." Zhan Yao said suddenly, ignoring the taunts.
"Then who are you? A parasitic insect on Chunyang's body? Chunyang did this badly and didn't even clean it up. You found the bamboo basket soul collecting under the altar, right? Parasites are always looking for it.
It belongs to the host, otherwise I won’t live long.” He lowered his eyebrows, and under his beggar-like messy hair, his eyebrows revealed a bit of holiness.
Seeing all kinds of secrets being revealed one by one, the figure screamed, and the man came to kill with his sword.
When the medicine is used to circulate the spiritual energy, the circulating spiritual energy stagnates.
The nibbling went faster than he thought.
Zhan Yao caught the sword with his iron crutch and staggered back hundreds of steps.
"As long as it's not instantaneous, there is room for change." Zhang Yao walked up and picked up the medicine gourd. The thick snow melted, and the alchemy fire ignited out of thin air. The square cave sky instantly turned into a scene of lava and sky fire.
The gourd's mouth continuously spits out medicinal materials and injects them into this world. It is actually condensing them out of thin air to refine elixirs when facing enemies!
At the same time, Zhan Yao paced around and poured out the elixirs stored in the gourd, taking all the things for keeping the Qing Ming Dynasty into his body.
The skill of that sword can be seen. After devouring the soul-collecting body of Bamboo Basket and the Taoism of Chunyang Fuyou for such a long time, this filth creature probably has 70% of the skill of Chunyang. It must not be careless.
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The two struggled for a moment, and the first elixir fell into Zhang Yao Zuzu's mouth. His energy soared out of thin air, suppressing the restless pale substance in his body.
He took a deep breath, the cave sky roared, and under the rain of fire, the emerald Dharma stood up. The cave sky was shattered, and darkness followed. The man in the scarlet robe thought that there was no way to refine the elixir.
The cave sky was already flesh and blood, and many voices were snickering in the dark, but when he looked up -
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