Chapter 204 Hidden God Dark Demon Dao Treasure Witch Blood
Yang Xiuming began to search. He silently closed his eyes and opened them. He had been replaced by Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue quietly checked and started tracking.
"Sure enough, the tricks are suppressed here!"
Zhang Yue said slowly.
"Can you find it?"
"In front of me, there is nothing to hide from!"
Zhang Yue carefully searched for traces, summarized bit by bit, and then followed the traces quietly.
Yang Xiuming couldn't see any traces of this. Zhang Yue had to do this kind of careful work.
Zhang Yue followed carefully and finally tracked it to a wall near the inner gate.
The snow-white walls are as crystal clear as marble.
Coming to the wall, Zhang Yue said slowly: "That's it!"
"Traces disappear here..."
Yang Xiuming nodded, he looked at the wall carefully, and suddenly he bumped against the wall.
On the wall, there is light. This is a kind of magic barrier. People can't see anything different here. It feels the same as a normal wall.
But this restriction seemed like an illusion in front of Yang Xiuming. With a puff, he entered the barrier and broke through it.
Cosmic Title: Sky Rampant
Yang Xiuming can come and go freely anywhere in the universe without being affected by any environment.
Yang Xiuming was immune to all control magic powers such as ice, cobwebs, chains, and traps.
Therefore, this restriction was easily broken, and Yang Xiuming suddenly came to a main hall.
Surprisingly, this main hall is almost exactly the same as the inner gate hall, except that the inner gate hall is full of sunshine, endless light, and dignified.
But here it is silent and gray, without sunlight, and it looks so dark and gloomy.
The core of the inner gate hall is a light ball, emitting light.
But here is a black ball without any light, as if it is absorbing light inwards.
This place is completely different from the inner sect. Only here does it feel a bit like a demon sect and a secret sect.
There is also a group of monks here, about a dozen or so. They are wearing black robes, covering their faces. They are all mysterious, and they look like people from the evil way.
In Yang Xiuming's imagination, how could the Hidden God Sect lurk in other sects?
Turning your hands into clouds, turning your hands into rain, a small word can stir up rebellion in the world, this is the sect's courage in Yang Xiuming's imagination.
Otherwise, Lao Jixiang and the others would have been confused by Yang Xiuming these days. They were all honest, hard-working, and diligent. Seeing that Yang Xiuming was only obedient, they would not have the courage of the monks of the Hidden God Sect.
When he got here, Yang Xiuming took a deep breath and kept nodding.
There was a man in black robe next to him, hesitantly said: "No result?"
It's the mirror of time, and she is indeed here.
Yang Xiuming smiled and said: "I have changed my name. As a man, I don't want to change my name, but I don't want to change my surname. I am Yang Xiuming!"
As soon as he said this, a monk next to Shi Jing looked at Yang Xiuming hesitantly and said:
"Yang Xiuming? Are you so familiar? Yang Xiuqing? Isn't he your brother?"
There was clear hatred in his words.
This man was dressed in black robes, had a cross beard and a long face, and was very handsome.
Yang Xiuming nodded and said: "That's my eldest brother, Yang Xiuqing!
What's wrong? Do you need help?"
Before the man could speak, Shi Jingqiang said: "Huo Qilin, he just entered the inner sect of Zangshen, you are not allowed to bully him!"
Is this to protect Yang Xiuming?
As they argued, several people gathered around.
A female cultivator, surprisingly, was not wearing a black robe. She was wearing a light gauze, showing her body vaguely, with a charming face and a snake-like appearance.
A burly man looked like a ferocious beast; an old man with crooked eyebrows and a red face looked like Guan Gong.
There was also a middle-aged man with blood-red eyes and blood boiling all over his body. At first glance, he was no ordinary person.
Yang Xiuming looked at them. There was no dark energy from the Hidden God Sect in these people.
Not only did they not have it, but there were also some monks around who didn't come close, and they all had no dark energy.
Perhaps, this is the true inner sect of the Tibetan God Sect, where the real elites reside!
Huo Qilin looked at Yang Xiuming and suddenly said:
"Fellow disciples, let's talk about the truth.
This is the true core of our Tibetan God Sect, and only the elite can be here.
This kid is just an ordinary disciple. He failed to pass the selection of the inner sect elders and was led here by Shi Jing. This violates the sect rules of the Hidden God Sect. Should he be punished?"
This guy obviously has a grudge against Yang Xiuming's eldest brother, and takes out his anger on Yang Xiuming.
Shi Jing immediately said angrily: "Huo Qilin, don't talk nonsense, why did I lead him here?
I didn’t specifically guide him, he came in on his own!”
Huo Qilin said angrily: "Impossible, there is no one to guide you here, how can he come in by himself?"
The old man with silkworm eyebrows said: "Whether you guided me here or not, this is the true core of our Tibetan God Sect.
He is just an ordinary disciple and should not be here. Canmei thinks he should be expelled.
Green snake, golden leopard, red eyes, what do you think?"
The woman with the waist of a water snake looked at Yang Xiuming with charming eyes.
"This little brother is quite good-looking. As long as you sleep with me, I, the Green Snake, will not drive you away."
The big man, who looked like a ferocious beast, said: "I, the Golden Leopard, annoy the pretty boy the most. I think they should be expelled."
The big man with blood-red eyes also said: "I also think they should be expelled."
They were pushing hard there, but Yang Xiuming ignored them at all.
He looked here and noticed the black core, quietly showing off his exterior.
An endless darkness was instantly connected to the core.
Huo Qilin was furious: "Boy, what are you doing!
You are desecrating the core of our sect. You are not just expelled, you must be killed. You are insulting the sacred objects of our sect..."
Yang Xiuming took a long breath and immediately felt the countless spiritual consciousness transmitted to him.
He kept smiling and ignored these guys at all.
Huo Qilin was furious and still yelling. Shi Jing quietly retreated, avoiding Yang Xiuming and others. She retreated.
Several other people were furious when they saw Yang Xiuming ignoring them.
The golden leopard suddenly rose up and grabbed Yang Xiuming.
"Little beast, is this the place where you run wild!"
This grab has a force of ten thousand kilograms, like a wild beast grabbing at nothing.
This is the use of spells such as Golden Leopard Hand and Monstrous Grasping.
Yang Xiuming didn't even look at it, he continued sensing and just smiled.
This one caught Yang Xiuming, and there was a click, but it was like hitting the heaven, earth, mountains and sea. Yang Xiuming did not move at all and was not hurt at all.
The golden leopard was also extraordinary. When he found that he could not injure Yang Xiuming, his hand suddenly changed, turning from a human hand into a leopard claw.
The leopard's claws were over ten feet long. They were completely like the hands of an animal. They were endlessly ferocious. In just an instant, the original huge force of bombardment turned into terrifying tearing.
The five leopard fingers are like endlessly sharp blades, trying to cut through Yang Xiuming's immovable mountains and seas.
There was a click, and the leopard's claw almost shattered.
Jin Bao snorted, backed away quickly, and cursed: "The monsters from Nanchu are really not simple!"
When you say this, it seems that you have suffered losses before.
Yang Xiuming didn't care at all, he was silently assessing the opponent's strength.
Fu Xialiang said:
"This is not an ordinary catching method, it was the Leopard Divine Transformation of the Supreme Beasts Incarnation Sect.
This boy is indeed an elite member of the Hidden God Sect, and he is not an ordinary disciple of the Shangzun Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Sect."
"But, that's it. A little more than an ordinary disciple, equivalent to the level of Taishang Dao Baili. To you and me, I'm just like a local dog."
Yang Xiuming also laughed and said: "Beyond ordinary disciples, just like a local dog!"
Fu Xialiang nodded and responded: "That green snake, I suspect it is the Five Poison Sect, be careful of her poison.
However, his strength is beyond that of ordinary disciples, and he is just like a local dog!"
The aura on Canmei's body is dim, but the induction is strong. She should be from the Supreme Induction Sect!
But it’s just a matter of one sword!
The blood energy in the red eyes is rolling, it should be the Supreme Blood Sea Sect, this guy is quite capable, he must have three or five swords!"
Fu Xialiang made assessments one by one and finally came to the conclusion that it was all a matter of one or two swords like a local dog!
Seeing that Golden Leopard suffered a loss, Huo Qilin shouted loudly: "My fellow disciples, this kid broke into our core and desecrated our sect's sacred objects. He is a bastard from Nanchu. Let's all take action together and kill him..."
This guy is a true disciple of the Tibetan God Sect, and he is there to instigate, but he doesn't do anything himself.
"This guy is also from the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Sect, but this guy is just an ordinary disciple. Every sword is wasted."
"It is indeed the Tibetan God Sect. The right way is the right way. Even the true elites are like this!"
"That's not right. If he were really strong, he would have already fallen behind other masters by returning to the Hidden God Sect!"
"But also, these guys, ugh!"
Yang Xiuming looked at Huo Qilin and just smiled and said:
"Shadowless, formless, neither black nor white, silent, breathless, unclear; neither good nor evil, neither good nor evil, no heaven and no earth, neither birth nor death!"
This is not the poetry number of the Hidden God Sect, but the Dark Demon Sect!
As soon as he said this, Huo Qilin was weak and speechless.
Sure enough, as Yang Xiuming thought, those here are all elite disciples of the Tibetan God Sect, or they may be the specially cultivated inheritance disciples mentioned by Shi Jing.
Once here, they no longer have the name of the Hidden God Sect, but are all disciples of the Dark Demon Sect.
The Hidden God Sect is just a layer of the Dark Demon Sect.
When Yang Xiuming entered this place, only these few people stopped him, and no one else stopped him, so he felt relieved.
If they were not allowed to come here, the sect's restriction would have been activated long ago, and powerful forces would take action to directly suppress it.
Even in the weak Hidden God Sect, there must be many Nascent Soul powers.
Nothing has happened now, there is no problem for me.
Especially after connecting to the core of the sect, Yang Xiuming immediately received a spiritual message.
"Yang Xiuming of the Tibetan God Sect, if you find the true core of the Tibetan God Sect and comply with the secrets of the Tibetan God Sect, you can be promoted to a true disciple of the Tibetan God Sect.
As of today, you have been promoted to an outer disciple of the Dark Demon Sect!
My Hidden God Sect is the Dark Demon Sect, the Dark Demon Sect that invisibly destroys life and death in the world!
Our sect is innately free. We have no mountain gates, no territory, no teachers. Between heaven and earth, the secret of all things is forever hidden in other sects. One of the most mysterious one hundred and eight supreme masters!
My aim is to participate freely, quit at will, without restrictions, and share resources.
If you discover the secret of our sect, then you are a disciple of our sect, but remember to keep your secret from anyone and never let anyone know your true identity.
Zangshen Sect is just one of the outer sects of our sect. The people who control Zangshen Sect in our sect are the three elders of Zangshen.
Old Man Canghai, Gai Yuntian, Fang Fugui, the three great Huixu, are the direct elders of the Dark Demon. You must obey their orders!
…”
Countless spiritual consciousnesses came through, including the poem number in the door.
So Yang Xiuming reported his poem number, which meant that the sect had accepted him as a disciple. The other people were immediately speechless. Why bother?
But he didn't want Yang Xiuming to cancel the connection, looked at Jin Bao aside, and said slowly:
"Senior Brother Jinbao?"
Jin Bao frowned and said, "Senior brother? You are not worthy of being my junior brother!"
Yang Xiuming just smiled and said, "You caught me!"
an eye for an eye!
Jin Bao said angrily: "What do you want!"
Yang Xiuming didn't waste any time and immediately stretched out his hand, and he also grabbed it!
Tit for tat!
For this grab, Yang Xiuming used the "Netherworld Dark Grasping Hand".
A big black hand, seven feet in diameter, dark and ferocious, with five fingers spread out like death claws, separated from his body and went straight to grab the golden leopard.
It looked like the wind was light and the clouds were calm, but this big hand grabbed it very quickly.
The golden leopard roared angrily, and instantly transformed into a fat golden leopard, extremely flexible, with endless golden light all over his body, and strong defense.
He also wanted to learn from Yang Xiuming and resist Yang Xiuming's blow to prove his strength.
But the black hand came down and slapped the golden leopard, causing the golden leopard to roll to the ground immediately.
This is the "Netherworld Dark Great Grappling Master", an extraordinary Taoist technique that is the simplest but also the most powerful, fully unleashing Yang Xiuming's power of the dark night.
Yang Xiuming has always relied on thunder and sword skills in battles, and now he finally turned his dark night power into a terrifying attack.
With Yang Xiuming's many years of cultivation, the Golden Leopard screamed in agony when he was beaten by "Netherworld Dark Great Grappling Master".
In an instant, the golden leopard transformed from a golden leopard with a golden body to a short and skinny wild leopard.
The golden leopard just now is a leopard divine transformation that focuses on defense. This one is a leopard divine transformation that focuses on rapid advancement.
Facing this blow, he tried to dodge it with speed and then counterattack quickly.
But Yang Xiuming's black hand changed. He pressed down suddenly and pinned Jinbao tightly. No matter what changes you made, he beat you like a son.
No matter how fast you are, you are still not as fast as the darkness!
Seeing the golden leopard being beaten, Red Eyes on the side became furious, his blood boiled all over his body, and he yelled:
"Boy, don't bully others too much."
Yang Xiuming didn't even look at him, when suddenly another black hand appeared, seven feet in diameter, with five fingers spread out, and a big hand grabbed at the red eye.
Red Eyes was furious and glared at Yang Xiuming.
His eyes were like fire. Yang Xiuming felt like his eyes were being stared at, as if he couldn't see people? What kind of magic is this? It specializes in destroying the enemy's eyes?
But Yang Xiuming just sneered, his golden eyes were not hurt, and nothing happened.
Yang Xiuming's big hand fell, his red eyes moved, blood escaped, and he moved instantly to avoid it.
"The monsters in Nanchu are bullying people again. Everyone, are you just watching? Let them sit on our necks and shit?"
Huo Qilin shouted from the side!
Canmei stood up in an instant, and there were three monks around, also approaching.
Only the mirror of time quietly retreats.
Yang Xiuming thought for a while and made a gesture of covering the sky with one hand.
In an instant, the surroundings were dark.
Suddenly everyone was enveloped.
In this darkness, there were sounds of banging, banging, and all kinds of screams.
Thirty breaths later, the darkness disappeared, and after looking over, he fell to the ground.
All the elite disciples of the Hidden God Sect, those outer disciples of the Dark Demon Sect, all collapsed and screamed in agony.
There were only Shi Jing, Green Snake, and two women. They didn't take action, and Yang Xiuming didn't touch them.
Yang Xiuming sneered.
They said that the monsters in Nanchu were educated by Big Brother and others before, so Yang Xiuming took action like this.
Among the people from Nanchu who came here, there were a group of fourth-level sanctuaries from the Xiong family. These sanctuaries were equivalent to Jindan Zhenren.
Just coming here and practicing from scratch may seem like building a foundation, but the strength is there.
Everyone here is just a true cultivator of foundation building, and their strength is very different.
So they were beaten and educated, thinking that those people were monsters from Nanchu.
I am also speechless. In fact, everyone in the Liaochang world is just a human race of beasts kept in captivity in Nanchu. But here, they have become representatives of Nanchu...
But no one will refute that this halo is still very valuable.
Since someone had set a precedent, Yang Xiuming was merciless.
Respect is something that is earned, not talked about!
Yang Xiuming looked at them with a smile. Among the people who were knocked down, Huo Qilin was the most cunning. He lay there pretending to be unconscious, became honest, and stopped talking.
But Chi Yan was still dissatisfied and struggled to get up, cursing:
"Little beast, do you think..."
Yang Xiuming sneered, and suddenly the three Yangs were in full swing, and a sword light flashed over his head in an instant.
This sword flashed like thunder.
Half of the hair on Red Eye's head immediately dissipated. As long as he looked down a little, his head would explode and he would die immediately.
Red Eyes had also seen the world before, and he was immediately dumbfounded. He knew what it was, the divine sword, the light of the sword, killing people without bloodshed.
Yang Xiuming looked at him and asked, "Senior Brother Red Eyes, what did you say?"
Red Eyes said stupidly: "No, it's nothing, I'm talking nonsense, um, Junior Brother Yang Xiuming, you are so awesome!"
Yang Xiuming smiled, looked at Huo Qilin and asked: "Senior Brother Huo Qilin, do you have any other opinions?
Are you successful in practicing the "Returning Burial Method"?"
After being killed in the "Return to Burial Method", he can be slowly resurrected, and Yang Xiuming used this to threaten him.
Huo Qilin stopped pretending to be unconscious and said, "I was wrong, I have no opinion!"
Yang Xiuming nodded and said: "This is great, everyone can make money by being harmonious."
After saying that, he ignored the crowd and continued to connect to the core, beginning to understand the difference between here and the outside.
Some of the people got up and left in disgrace, some acted as if nothing had happened and spat in their faces, and some gritted their teeth and remembered their hatred.
Yang Xiuming didn't care at all, he checked to see what was different here.
After a while, Shi Jing came over beside him and whispered:
"Yang Xiuming, you are really amazing!"
Yang Xiuming smiled and said:
"Before we opened the border there, it was hell. People were weird food. If you wanted to survive, you had to fight to the death every day. It's not like heaven here."
Fool a bit!
Shi Jing nodded and said, "I've heard of it."
Yang Xiuming immediately asked his question.
"Is this the inheritance of sheep farming you are talking about?"
Shi Jing shook his head and said: "No, these are also sheep. The real sheep raisers are the three elders of the Tibetan God, right?"
"Have you seen them?"
"No, don't talk about them. Below them are the Twelve Saints of the Hidden Gods and the Three Hundred and Thirty-eight Nascent Souls of the Hidden Gods. I have never seen any of them.
They hide it very well. Don't think that you can really defeat these people. Maybe one of these people is one of the three hundred and thirty-eight Nascent Souls of the Hidden God!
Our sect is a perverted sect, and everyone is hiding it. Maybe Yang Xiuming, you are also a fake, and you are also pretending to be one of those powerful people."
Yang Xiuming smiled bitterly and changed the topic.
"Why don't people here have that dark energy?"
He asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.
Shi Jing gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, I've also inquired about that dark energy.
That some people say is a mark..."
Yang Xiuming was stunned and asked: "Mark?"
"Yes, it is a mark specially given to ordinary disciples of the Tibetan God Sect.
In this way, all the Supreme Beings can recognize them at a glance among the crowd."
Yang Xiuming wondered: "Why! If you are recognized, you will die!"
"To protect us!
In fact, we can eliminate the so-called dark energy, and it is not that difficult.
However, ordinary disciples will not teach this.
Wherever they go, the superior monks can see it at a glance, and then they will say that the little Tibetan God Sect is just a heretic, it is too easy to distinguish!
If they die, they will die, and their death further proves the harmlessness of the Tibetan God Sect.
The superior monks will relax their vigilance against us, otherwise, a sect may be lurking around you without this mark, how terrifying it would be."
Yang Xiuming took a breath of air and said: "This is using the lives of many ordinary disciples to create a false persona, and using their lives to protect you!"
Shi Jing shook his head and said, "It's us, and you are one of us now!"
Yang Xiuming hurriedly changed his words and said: "Yes, yes!"
Suddenly, someone came over and said:
"Brother, are you thirsty? Drink a glass of water!"
It was the Green Snake, coming over at this moment to make the green tea, Yang Xiuming.
Shi Jing glanced at her with disgust.
Yang Xiuming took her tea cup with a smile and said, "Thank you, senior sister!"
But Yang Xiuming would not drink this water, and even a disciple of the Five Poison Sect would not drink the tea even if he were killed.
Then Yang Xiuming asked again:
"Senior sister, do you know about my elder brother's situation?"
When asked this question, Shi Jing showed a slightly disgusted expression and finally said:
"Your world is integrated into the world of mortals, and for the first time the times have changed, they have awakened one after another.
There are eleven of them in total, and all of them have advanced to the third level in their practice of trickery, and some have even reached the fourth level.
With this foundation, they quickly completed the process of hiding the spirit, enlightening the mind, and reached the inner gate.
They had received guidance from the sect, and within three days, they had arrived here.
These guys are very arrogant. One of them, Xiong Kuohai, is sinister and evil.
So here we had a conflict and everyone suffered a big loss.
Your brother was very cruel and burned several people. Huo Qilin was seriously injured by the burns. He was still called Huo Qilin and almost burned to death, so he especially hates you.
In the end, your eldest brother and the others all implemented the sect’s plan to travel far away, and they don’t know where they are going.”
Yang Xiuming nodded, that's it.
Burned several people? It must be my eldest brother...
When these people wake up and get started, they all follow the procedures and have been arranged in advance.
As for where to go, I don't know.
They chatted for a while, and the mirror also dispersed.
Only the green snake is entangled with Yang Xiuming, one mouthful of a little brother.
Yang Xiuming was so annoyed by her that she was speechless and said, "I really want to slap her to death. Come here, old man, and conquer her!"
Fu Xialiang said: "How can this kind of vulgarity tarnish my reputation?"
Zhang Yue, who had been silent, said:
"You two, be careful and pay attention to this guy.
I don’t know why, but I always feel like she’s very scary!
This is the most terrifying venomous snake I have ever seen!"
Yang Xiuming and Yang Xiuming were immediately speechless!
Zhang Yue's intuition is that he is the best in the world. Whatever he says is what he says.
"No, is this the old thing pretending to be young like Shi Jing just said?"
"What are the Twelve Saints of the Hidden Gods and the Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight Nascent Souls of the Hidden Gods?"
"The Hidden God Sect and the Dark Demon Sect like to hide and tuck them in, that's pretty much it!"
Yang Xiuming smiled and said: "Senior Sister Qing She is well!"
Fu Xialiang said: "You can't do this, your voice is not sweet enough.
I haven’t conquered Yuanying old thing yet, let’s see what my brother does!”
After that, people were replaced, Fu Xialiang was here.
This guy is really awesome. After chatting for a while, his sister and brother started shouting.
The green snake was coaxed to feel comfortable by him, and finally wandered away.
The three of them let out a sigh of relief!
This moment is completely pure.
Yang Xiuming thought for a while and said, "Look at the treatment of the outer sect of the Dark Demon Sect."
The three of them checked and saw that the treatment was similar to that of the inner sect of the Tibetan God Sect. Those from various traditions were also available here. There was no big difference, but it seemed to be 30% cheaper than outside.
"I'm speechless. If you think about it, we have lost a lot of spiritual stones!"
"It's 30% cheaper here. I'll study here from now on."
"What to study next?"
"The Spiritual Storage Technique of Cihang Temple and the Spiritual Vision Technique of Tianmu Sect are both good."
"Okay, just these two."
Suddenly, Yang Xiuming felt something, thought about it, and asked to the core of the sect:
"Shows sect rewards that can only be exchanged for merit."
Since these inheritances and spirit stones can be exchanged, there must be some that cannot be exchanged for spirit stones, so Yang Xiuming said casually.
But I didn't expect it to actually happen.
Beyond this, three special series appear.
Those who enter the Tao, those who practice blood, and those who follow tricks!
The three of them were stunned and looked at each other.
These three series seem to be insignificant. If Yang Xiuming hadn't asked, they would never have been shown.
Yang Xiuming said hesitantly: "Those who follow tricks!"
Suddenly, the series opened. Yang Xiuming frowned immediately when he saw it.
This is clearly the cunning system of the Liaochang world.
It's just that there are thirty-six avenues in the world of Liaochang, and there are only twenty-seven avenues here, missing nine avenues such as mushroom, paper, bone, fog, puppet, poison, soil, grass, and drum.
There are not all combat positions, there are only seventy-five!
Fire is like a sea of fire, the sunrise supports the heaven and earth, and the sea of fire is full of ghosts and gods.
A hero of war, a hero in life, a hero in death.
The Dharma and the Dharma are extinct. Thousands of years have passed and there is no hope of survival. In one day, the grace of Dharma reaches the end of the sea.
The treacherous way is hunting, the early frost is flying on the streets in the third autumn, and the feathers are hunting in the flat fields and the shallow grass is growing.
If you are crazy about swordsmanship, one sword will bring frost and ten years of snow, and you will have to get drunk and sing wildly.
The thunder talisman creates thunder on the plains, and has thousands of changes!
…
However, on the twenty-seven avenues, there are second-level elites, fire-burners, night watchmen, sword-wielders, and thunder-handlers, all of which are complete.
Yang Xiuming took a deep breath and looked carefully.
As long as there are meritorious deeds and twelve points of meritorious deeds, the true disciples of the Tibetan God Sect can choose a trick driver to change their profession.
After perfect refining, thirty-six points of merit can be exchanged for corresponding second-level elites for promotion.
As for the third level, no one has mastered it yet.
Seeing all this, Yang Xiuming frowned.
For a long time, Yang Xiuming and the others relied on the power of cunning to transcend all living beings.
Now it is discovered that all true disciples of the Tibetan God Sect can choose.
Cunning driving is no longer the secret specialty of the three of them, but is mastered by everyone in the world.
It was like his most precious possessions had been discovered and robbed.
He gasped for air, almost distressed and unable to breathe, but thinking about it, it was normal.
The whole world of Liaochang was taken away, and the techniques for refining the trickery were naturally obtained by the Tibetan God Sect.
And not only the Zangshen Sect will get it, but also the Laiyi Sect and the Yandang Sect will get it.
It is normal for a large number of monks to master it.
When I think of this, my heart feels like a knife.
This is the ability to surpass others and be different!
Fu Xialiang said from the side: "Brother, it's okay.
We are all so distressed, so how can Nanchu let it go?
This is the most precious treasure of Southern Chu. How can they let everyone in the world possess it?
There are bad things happening behind the Dark Demon Sect, and this trick will have to be taken back by Nanchu in the end.
In fact, it has not been revealed before that the Nine Paths of Immortal Cultivation, since it is a path, must be walked by people, how can it not be leaked out.
But in the end, they were all taken back by Nanchu. Only Nanchu has all the tricks in the world, so don’t worry about it.”
Yang Xiuming nodded and said: "I am narrow-minded. The method we rely on to transcend all sentient beings has become common in the world. Alas, my heart hurts!"
Zhang Yue suddenly said: "It's not that simple. Look carefully."
Among the many tricks here, there are many notes from monks, which are all about their cultivation experience.
But if you look carefully, among these monks, it is easy to refine one trick, but it is very rare to refine two tricks. There is only one message and three tricks are refined.
This person is surprisingly one of the so-called Twelve Saints of Hidden Gods, Nandou Xingke. This is the true god-incarnation!
Yang Xiuming couldn't help but said: "Why is this happening? Is it easy for us to refine five tricks?"
Fu Xialiang replied: "We can do this because of "The Rhythm of All Things Controls the Will of God".
The secret method of Xian Qin, resonance control, is why we can refine so much perfectly.
They don’t have this Xian Qin secret method, so they can’t refine five of them.”
Zhang Yue also said: "In addition, Yang Xiuming, you are a native of Liaochang.
You can naturally control the tricks produced in this world, so you can refine five of them.
We are actually you, and so it is.
But these monks are not natives of Liaochang at all, and they don’t have 100% safe tricks, so there are at most three of them, and even if they transform into gods, they can only refine three tricks."
Yang Xiuming took a deep breath and said, "So, we still have an advantage?"
"It's not just us, Xiong Kuohai and the others are also of indigenous origin, and they also have this advantage!"
They checked repeatedly and found that those who follow the trick are the ones driving the system.
Yang Xiuming thought for a while, quit this, and checked the initiates.
It didn't matter, Yang Xiuming didn't find anything, and Fu Xialiang almost screamed.
"This, this is a Taoist treasure!"
"How can it be!"
Yang Xiuming couldn't help but ask: "Tao Bao? Tao Bao for cultivating the Nine Paths of Immortality?"
Here, treasures one foot in size are arranged in a row.
Many treasures are divided into six categories: lamps, mirrors, beads, altars, wine, and bonfires.
Each major category has several subcategories, totaling thirty-seven kinds of Taoist treasures.
Fu Xialiang looked at them, extremely excited.
He said slowly:
"There are eight sects in the world that inherit the Taoist treasure, headed by me, the Supreme Taoist Sect, and the Great Luo Jinxian Sect!
There are thirty-one side sects, all branches of Shangzun, but these side sects can only possess three Taoist treasures at most.
Everyone knows who has what Taoist treasure.
I am the Supreme Eight Jue of the Tao, the Supreme Treasure Refining Art, and what I am refining are the Tao treasures, the weapons of the great Tao, the natal magic treasures, etc.!
I, the Supreme Taoist, can condense sixteen major categories and eighty-two kinds of Taoist treasures.
Within the sect, only those who have entered Taoism and become the True Lord of Nascent Soul can apply for Taoist treasures.
But here, there are actually two categories: wine bottles and bonfires, Taoist treasures that I don’t have in the Supreme Tao.
Let me see……
There are thirty-seven kinds of Taoist treasures here, and I, the Supreme Taoist, have at least eleven of them!
Developed, developed!”
Yang Xiuming asked: "As long as we exchange these Taoist treasures and hand them over to the sect, we will be rewarded heavily?"
"Yes, not only will I be rewarded generously, but I will also be taught the Supreme Refining Art, and maybe even the Supreme Purity, so there will be no problem."
"What is the Ninth Jue? I am the Ninth Jue. The hatred that harmed me will definitely be repaid!"
Looking at Fu Xia Liangfeng Qingyunyan, he actually remembered the hatred of being framed in the past.
Yang Xiuming nodded, looked carefully, and said:
"There are no exchange restrictions. Twelve meritorious deeds can be exchanged for one Dao treasure.
In other words, if we have meritorious deeds, we can redeem them continuously."
"Tibetan God Sect, don't leave yet. Let's do a good job here, accumulate more merits for the sect, and exchange all these Taoist treasures before the disaster strikes!"
"No one!"
Fu Xialiang said categorically!
"No one!"
Yang Xiuming responded to him!
The three of them looked at each other and smiled.
Zhang Yue said: "Look at the next one, this Hidden God Sect has something!"
"All kinds of hard stuff!"
Fu Xialiang reluctantly looked at the second blood practitioner.
This is different from the Daobao flowing away in a row. This is a ball of blood, suspended and controlled.
These bloods are formed into groups, and there are various strange phenomena in them.
It seemed like countless ferocious beasts were floating out of them, roaring loudly.
Each has its own vision, each is different, strange and colorful!
Upon closer inspection, there were a total of sixty-one balls of blood, some large and some small.
What's this?
Fu Xialiang looked at it for a long time and suddenly said:
"No, this is witch blood!"
Yang Xiuming asked again: "The blood of witches who cultivate the Nine Paths of Immortality?"
"Yes, the spirit pattern witch blood, one is a tattoo on the body surface, and the other is a blood mutation in the body.
As long as this witch blood is fused, one's own blood will automatically mutate and a powerful divine channel body will be born.
My Dao body is Thunder God, which can actually be regarded as a branch of the Thunder God bloodline, one of the True God Witch Bloods."
Yang Xiuming was also dumbfounded and said: "I didn't expect that the Hidden God Sect is so talented?"
He checked the exchange method.
Merit redemption, twelve merits can be redeemed once.
But one body can only be exchanged for one kind of witch blood. If two are fused, they will inevitably explode.
Fu Xia Liang said: "I already have the Lei Tao Body, this one has no connection with me."
Zhang Yue said: "My essence is a lotus flower and an artificial human being. There is no way for me to integrate this."
Only Yang Xiuming can integrate it.
He looked carefully, but shook his head.
These sixty-one masses of blood range from large to small, but there is no label on them. This is all witch blood. Everything is left to chance.
Fu Xialiang said: "This must be chosen carefully!
These witch bloods include ordinary witch blood, but after fusion, they become the witch blood of ferocious beasts such as Soaring Snake and Thunder Roar.
There is also the witch blood of the true god, the witch blood of the ancient world, the witch blood of the ancestral witch, and the supreme witch blood, which are completely dependent on fate."
Yang Xiuming asked: "What are the best witch bloods?"
"The best witch blood, the highest witch blood above the witch blood of the twelve witch ancestors.
I only know these few, so I have to go back to the sect and investigate them slowly."
Yang Xiuming nodded and said, "Don't worry, I only have two of the twelve meritorious deeds, so I'll save them slowly!"
Fu Xialiang thought for a while and said, "Brother, let's remember these changes in witch blood!"
"What's the meaning?"
"We will keep these changes in mind, and then we will return to the sect.
We can't tell the difference, but our sect can!
Be willing to do it, practice martial arts, spend money to deduce it, and deduce it over and over again.
With the computing power of our entire Tai Shang Dao, I don’t believe that among the sixty-one witch bloods, we can’t find the best one!”
Yang Xiuming grinned and said, "That's a lot of spiritual stones!"
Fu Xialiang smiled and said: "What is a spiritual stone? No more money without us!"
"Okay, come on then!"
"You find the best witch blood for me, and I will exchange all the Taoist treasures for you.
We will completely empty out this Hidden God Sect!"
Fu Xialiang also nodded and said: "There are good things ahead of you. If God doesn't take them, you will suffer the consequences. If you fail to do so at the right time, you will suffer the consequences."
The three of them looked at each other and laughed.
Yang Xiuming waved his hand and said, "Go home!"
The three of them went home. When they got home, Lao Jixiang was cooking again.
This time I made fish stew, which was very delicious.
Yang Xiuming and Lao Jixiang were eating fish together. When they were almost done eating, Yang Xiuming asked:
"Brother Jixiang, I have something to ask you!"
"whats the matter?"
"Can we exchange the merits of our Tibetan God Sect with spiritual stones?"
"Yes, of course it can!"
All of a sudden, Jixiang was stunned!
He always thought that Yang Xiuming was a disciple of Shangzun Taishangdao, so how could he hide the Shenzong?
Yang Xiuming smiled and said: "I traveled far away to the Taishang Dao, otherwise how could I settle here? If you are the Twelve Saints of the sect, you will have nothing to do!"
Auspicious, ah, ah, I didn’t react for a long time.
Finally, he sighed and said: "Yes, what am I thinking? How is it possible!"
"Then you must be a true disciple of the inner sect?
Brother Yang, do you want to redeem your sect’s meritorious service?”
Yang Xiuming nodded and said: "Yes, use the spirit stones to exchange for the sect's meritorious deeds."
Yang Xiuming didn't have time to do any tasks, so it would be easy to just exchange it with spirit stones.
"No problem, I'll contact you.
This cannot be redeemed directly. We can only publish the tasks ourselves, and then you can collect them, simply complete them, and get the merits.
Find someone to cooperate with you to complete the mission. One meritorious achievement requires about three hundred spirit stones."
Yang Xiuming smiled and said: "As long as you can get merit quickly, there will be no problem.
Brother Jixiang, please help me redeem one hundred meritorious deeds first."
"This is too much. I'll find someone to do some simple tasks. I'll find someone to cooperate with you and you can get sixty merit points easily."
"Okay, sixty first, and then we'll talk about it later."
After saying that, Yang Xiuming took out 10,000 spirit stones and said, "This is the deposit. I will trouble my senior brother about this!"
Ji Xiang took it and said with a happy face, "Don't worry, I'll do the work!"