Let's say that Feng Lin beheaded Ji Shuqian with one blow and then stepped forward and cut off his head.
Just as he held Qi's head in his hands, he raised his eyes and saw a Taoist standing in front of him, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
How it looks like:
The green gauze is tied up in a bun, and the smile is always faint. The apricot yellow robe with eight trigrams, the water and fire strips tied around the waist, and the evil-killing sword in hand, with the general nickname Liu Qiao.
"Daozhang Liu, you, a worldly figure, are not practicing hard in Baoshan, so why are you provoking swordsmen?" Feng Lin reined in his horse and asked.
"It's not the swordsmanship, it's the imperial court's cruelty. The destiny of heaven has been returned to Lord Qi, so I'm just trying my best to respond to the gods." Liu Qiao said calmly.
Feng Lin heard this and said angrily: "He is a rebel thief and a thief who stole the country. How is it reasonable for the Taoist priest not to help the court's orthodoxy but to help the rebels?"
"General, it's true that you don't know the celestial phenomena. There's no need to say more. You fought a fierce battle and your strength is exhausted. I'll let you go." Liu Qiao shook his head, too lazy to talk nonsense.
He said directly: "Only keep His Highness's bones, and I will take them back with him to ascend (transcend)."
"Bah! Look what you are capable of, how dare you say such big words!" Feng Lin was furious when he heard this.
Although he saw Liu Qiao's immortal demeanor, he was practicing leftist ways and felt a little scared.
But in front of the two armies, fleeing without fighting is more uncomfortable for a general than killing him.
So without further ado, I hung Uncle Ji's head on the saddle and bridle, then rode up to kill him with a mace.
Seeing that Liu Qiao was not riding a horse, he planned to use the power of his horse to swoop down, pick him up with a stick, and smash him to death.
"Haha..." Liu Qiao was not afraid at all. He saw the right moment, kicked his feet, and stepped out of the way. Feng Lin's mace missed the target.
After staggering for more than ten steps, Feng Lin shouted loudly, reined in his horse and turned around again, this time he raised his mace to hit him.
That mace has a mouth as thick as a bowl, and there are dense layers of steel nails on it. If it hits someone, it will either kill or cripple it. When it dances, the evil wind blows out, which is really scary.
But Liu Qiao knew his martial arts skills and was not forceful. He turned his sword into a rainbow and landed again more than ten steps away.
Feng Lin jumped in the air again and cursed angrily: "Thieves fight but don't fight, retreat but don't retreat. Could it be that they are playing tricks on a certain family!"
"Haha, your martial arts are of no use to a poor man, so you should use your real skills!" Liu Qiao shook his head.
"Huh, if we don't fight, we'll leave!" Feng Lin, however, rode directly towards the camp.
He is not stupid, he knows that this Taoist wants to see the foundation of his magic so that he can break it easily.
"Don't go..." Liu Qiao raised his sword and took several feet at a time. Even if he was running on the ground, he was not much slower than a military horse.
Seeing Liu Qiao chasing after him, Feng Lin sneered in his heart, "You've fallen into my trap!"
It turns out that this spell of his cannot be used head-on, as it can easily be seen through by others, so he has to lure others to pursue him and attack him secretly.
At this moment, seeing that Liu Qiao was about to catch up, Feng Lin repeated his old trick, blowing out a cloud of black smoke and mumbling something.
"Whoosh" the evil wind sounded, and the black smoke turned into a net, covering Liu Qiao.
One of the red beads, about the size of the mouth of a bowl, had a fishy smell and hit Liu Qiao in the face.
Liu Qiao had already been prepared. As soon as his mind moved, he saw a white streak behind his head rising from his fontanel.
"Huhuhu" the white energy rose up, and in a moment it turned into a rolling disk, as wide as a strange hand.
The bones were so white that he took the red bead away and held it in his hand until it made a "click" sound.
Feng Lin was shocked: "Give me back my baby!"
He quickly recited a mantra, trying to recall the magic weapon.
Liu Qiao smiled and said, "If you want it, just come and get it yourself."
As he spoke, the big white-bone hands spread out, and the whistling red smoke fell from the gaps between his fingers, but he directly crushed the red beads into powder.
"Ah!" Feng Lin was shocked and angry. It was a Yuan Dan that he had practiced for many years. It was a magical weapon and a Taoist technique. Now it was broken by others and he could no longer maintain it.
But he didn't dare to fight anymore. He twisted his fingers and the black gas turned into a net and wrapped it around Liu Qiao, hoping to delay it for a while so that he could escape.
"This technique is not the right way!" Liu Qiaofeng pointed with his hand calmly.
With a "pop" sound, the smoke extinguished itself.
Master Feng Lin was completely frightened now and did not dare to block him, so he hurriedly ran towards the camp.
Liu Qiao picked up his sword and jumped to catch up. He was about to kill Feng Lin with a sword.
At this moment, there was a sound of gongs and drums in the enemy camp, and soldiers and horses from all sides surrounded him in dense numbers, with swords and spears like a forest, bows and arrows.
"Where are the thieves?" shouted, and a general rushed out with his sword drawn.
Liu Qiao turned around and saw that the general was wearing a silver helmet with phoenix wings, a white robe embroidered with chain armor, an eight-treasure belt around his waist, maces on all sides on his saddle, riding a silver horse, and carrying a bowl with a mortar and pestle spear.
It was Zhang Guifang, the commander-in-chief of Qinglong Pass. Seeing that Feng Lin was in danger, he hurriedly came to him. The big gun in his hand was majestic. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of him and swept towards him.
"Hey!" Liu Qiao saw that the spear was powerful and heavy, so he didn't dare to attack hard, so he hurriedly dodged and took a wrong step, narrowly avoiding it.
The swordsmanship is light and swift, and he can poke, tease and chop along the gaps.
There was a back-and-forth fight for a while, and they exchanged more than ten blows for a while, but the swords did not touch the spears, and they retreated after fighting.
Zhang Guifang was riding a horse and it was not convenient to shoot at the ground. Although the gun was heavy, it could not touch anyone and could not hit Liu Qiao's weapon.
I was a little anxious for a moment and thought to myself: "This person from the Immortal Family may have other secret skills, so it would be better to take action first!"
He stopped chasing him immediately, reined in his horse and shouted: "If Liu Qiao doesn't fall, how long will it take?"
Liu Qiao was startled, but only a gust of wind passed by, and his soul seemed to shake for a moment, then stabilized without being affected at all.
"You fell off the horse just by calling someone's name. How can you fall off the horse if you don't ride a horse?" Liu Qiao said with a smile.
Zhang Guifang was astonished and said: "Could this person be a ghost? The teacher's secret instructions of speaking words to catch generals and Taoist names to catch people, how come it doesn't work?"
In fact, calling people by name is a technique of seducing the soul and seducing the soul. There are rumors in later generations that "calling the soul" is this kind of magic.
Generally speaking, regardless of humans or animals, fairies who are born with essence and blood have three souls and seven souls.
The souls are not in one body and are scattered all over the world. When he shouts his secret technique, he will naturally faint and fall off his horse. It has nothing to do with whether he is riding a horse or not.
But Liu Qiao's yin spirit has been trained by water and fire for a long time, and he has formed a ball, which is as solid as a mountain. How can he shout?
To make Liu Qiao faint, he would either have to be trapped physically or his own soul would be shed. How can he be shaken by mere heresy?
Zhang Guifang shouted several more times, but Liu Qiao remained motionless and struck with his sword.
Guifang's secret technique failed, and she was confused. She didn't wait to fight, feinted with two shots, and urged the soldiers to leave.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Liu Qiao did not chase after him. When he saw Feng Lin about to enter the camp, the surrounding enemy troops came shouting to kill him, and he was already trapped in the enemy's formation.
He simply pulled a strand of beard and hair, chewed it up and spit it out, using Huang Ting's Taoist skills, and in an instant he turned into thousands of soldiers and horses.
They were all wolves, insects, tigers, leopards, mandrills and the like, dancing with bamboo poles and wooden sticks. For a while, they were fighting back and forth with the imperial soldiers and horses, and the shouts of killing were loud in the plains.
If Huang Ting's Taoism changes, if eighty-four thousand rays of light fly out directly, they are still soldiers and horses, but they are pure ghosts.
You can catch ghosts and demons, and fight demons, but they are still illusory objects, and their magic power is manifested, and they cannot actually fight or hurt people.
There is another kind, which is like this. It is transformed by holding its own hair and hair. It is really like a living person, with flesh and blood temporarily. Liu Qiao often relies on it to protect his body from disasters. That's what it is.
Those jackals, tigers and leopards were running around, and the mountain spirits and wood charms looked fierce and strange. Although the officers and soldiers were brave, they cowered for a while and did not dare to fight hard, but they were evenly matched.
On the city tower, Jiang Shang and others were shocked when they saw Liu Qiao trapped in the enemy camp. They were waiting to issue an order for the three armies to go out of the city to fight.
In a daze, they saw that the camp seemed to have exploded. Countless mountain spirits, jackals, tigers and leopards were fighting fiercely with the enemy. Everyone was surprised.
"Daochang Liu has such wonderful skills, he can really defeat millions of soldiers!" Nangong Shi said in surprise.
Huang Feihu and others were also shocked: "Like this, he can kill the imperial army alone without fighting!"
Jiang Shang smiled and stroked his beard and said: "After all, small skills, small skills are useless. To kill the enemy and kill the generals, you have to rely on the generals."
But in his heart, he was in a panic: "Where did this stubborn disciple learn such a great method? Even the three religions don't have such fighting skills. It's simply..."
At this time, Huang Feihu asked for orders: "Prime Minister, the enemy camp is in chaos now. I will lead the troops to kill for a while. If there is a chance, I will defeat the enemy army. If there is no chance, I can also support Liu Xianchang."
Jiang Shang thought for a moment and then issued an order: "General Huang collected and trained three thousand cavalry and went out of the city to fight."
"Got the order!" Huang Feihu received the order. Not long after, the four doors opened wide and thousands of cavalry came running towards the carriage with the sound of hooves like thunder.
However, as soon as he left the city, Liu Qiao rose up in the form of a rainbow and flashed to the enemy's camp gate.
Before Feng Lin entered the camp, he was blocked by Liu Qiao's escape light. He was startled and hurriedly reined in his horse.
Unexpectedly, the horse was already tired. With a cry of "Herodus!", Yang raised his front legs and stood upright. Feng Lin was caught off guard and fell off the horse.
Just as Liu Qiao was about to give him a sword blow, Zhang Guifang appeared next to him and stabbed him diagonally with a mortar spear. He had to duck and avoid it.
Zhang Guifang took the opportunity to snatch Feng Lin into the camp, and then shouted: "Ming Jin withdraws the troops and closes the camp gate!"
After all, they were the elite of the imperial border troops. They issued orders and prohibited them. When they heard the sound of gongs and drums, thousands of soldiers and horses stopped fighting and retreated into the camp with shouts and cries.
At this time, Huang Feihu rode a five-color sacred bull, led Huang Ming, Zhou Ji and other generals, and three thousand iron cavalry, but he arrived a step late.
"Daozhang Liu is really a master of immortal magic," Huang Feihu stepped forward and cupped his hands.
Liu Qiao returned the salute, and all those jackals, tigers, leopards, mountain spirits, and wood guests turned into silk and shone and took back their bodies.
"The enemy has closed the four villages tightly. I don't think they will leave the camp. Let's go back first." Liu Qiao knew their plan as soon as he saw Huang Feihu leading his troops.
Huang Feihu and other generals walked around the camp and saw that the enemy's camp was very stable, with many archers and water sources. Zhang Guifang was indeed good at fighting formations, and the camp was very stable.
Seeing that there was no opportunity to take advantage of it, they all said: "Just follow what the Taoist Master said."
Immediately, the soldiers gathered up Uncle Ji's body, and the head hung on Feng Lin's saddle. Just then, Feng Lin fell off his horse and entered the stronghold, but the horse was still paralyzed on the ground.
After winning for a while, the morale of the troops was high. After winning the battle, Huang Feihu returned to the city. Huang Feihu asked his generals to hand over the troops and horses, and then followed Liu Qiao towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.
After taking just a few steps, Huang Feihu lifted his armor, knelt down to Liu Qiao and kowtowed.
Liu Qiao was stunned and quickly helped him up and said, "What is King Wu Cheng doing? I can't bear this!"
"I can bear it. If it weren't for the immortal, hundreds of members of my family would have been buried in Tongguan."
Huang Feihu was just on the tower when he saw the white light on the back of Liu Qiao's head transforming into a big hand.
After thinking about it again and remembering what he saw that day, he knew that the person who secretly saved his family that day was Liu Qiao, Ziyagong's eldest disciple.
Huang Feihu said gratefully: "The immortal has given me his kindness to live and saved my family. Even if Feihu dies ten thousand times, he will never be able to repay him."
"Well, King Wucheng said it before. This is God's will and not the fault of poor Taoism." Liu Qiao said with a modest smile.
There are some things that are difficult to explain to Huang Feihu. His family could reach Xiqi alive because of the secret help of many immortal families.
At the first pass, Wen Zhong went to chase him in person, but Zhang Guifang and others surrounded him. However, it was the True Lord Daode who pinched a grain of sacred sand and sprinkled it, reversing the yin and yang.
It's only a matter of days, otherwise after hearing the Taoist master's teachings, he would not be easily fooled by the moral true king Shensha, thinking that Feihu had returned to kill Chaoge again, and hurried back.
It was only then that the True Lord Hunyuan Banner moved the void, allowing thousands of members of his family to escape from the encirclement without even realizing it.
Not to mention Huang Tianhua, Nezha, and even Master Taiyi were also secretly helping.
It's just that many experts didn't show up, and Huang Feihu himself was kept in the dark.
Liu Qiao didn't know why he expended so much effort to get Huang Feihu and his family to Xiqi.
But now, I have some vague suspicion that Huang Feihu is not important, but the Huang family is.
Seven generations of loyalty and good graces have enjoyed the country's favor for two hundred years. This has double meaning for any feudal dynasty.
In addition, he was from a noble family, his father was a border marshal, and Huang Feihu was the military king of the country. As the saying goes, "If you have Bigan in literature, you can stabilize the country, and if you have Feihu in military force, you can rule the country."
Even seven generations of loyal people like this succeeded in taking refuge in Xiqi. What does this mean?
It means that Chengtang has lost his destiny, it means that Emperor Xin is cruel and unkind, and it means that the court is really hopeless.
Then the rest of us will not feel any pressure if we seek refuge in Xiqi. After all, people who have been loyal to Xiqi for seven generations can come to Xiqi. This is not because we are disloyal.
Therefore, as soon as Huang Feihu defected to King Wu, he had to be granted the title: Founding King Wu Cheng, which cost a thousand gold to buy horse bones.
As he followed Huang Feihu towards the Prime Minister's Mansion, Liu Qiao realized something in his heart:
"The real God-like elephant, Qi's destiny, started when Huang Feihu surrendered. No wonder he couldn't die before he escaped..."
As for whether the Yin Shang Dynasty has really lost its destiny, who can say clearly.
Those sages are the destiny. If they don't care about becoming a soup, then if it becomes a soup, the destiny is definitely lost.
…
As soon as he arrived outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, Liu Qiao took a look and was secretly shocked.
All I could see was the auspicious clouds surrounding the Phoenix Tower, the auspicious aura illuminating the mansion, the colorful aura reflecting on the blue sky, with thousands of neons in it, and the rainbow light floating in the sky.
"Wang Qi!" Liu Qiao secretly thought.
Huang Feihu asked in confusion: "Why doesn't the Taoist priest leave?"
"Haha, nothing happens, let's go..." Liu Qiao said perfunctorily, and the two of them went into the house one by one to resume their duties.
As soon as he entered the door, all the generals bowed and held their backs. Liu Qiao looked around and realized that there was a young man sitting on Jiang Shang's throne.
Wearing a long black dress and wearing a golden crown, he is about twenty years old. Jiang Shang is sitting beside him.
As soon as Huang Feihu saw him, he bowed his head and said: "I will finally pay my respects to your Majesty, Prime Minister..."
Liu Qiao sang a promise: "Liu Qiao, a poor man, has seen the king live a thousand years!"
Ji Fa stood up and came over to greet us: "You two have fought hard and hard. Please sit down and rest. We will discuss your merits and reward you in a while."
Then he went to Liu Qiao and said, "I didn't know that the Immortal family was here, but I didn't meet you. I hope I'll forgive you."
Liu Qiao repeatedly said, "I don't dare, I don't dare!"
After another polite conversation, Ji Fa asked Huang Feihu: "How is the battle going? Why don't you see my brother?"
When Huang Feihu heard this, he looked around and hesitated.
When Ji Fa saw this, he had some suspicions in his mind and stood there blankly for a moment, feeling quite sad.
Jiang Shangze said directly: "It's all my fault that I was killed by the Fenglin Formation when His Highness went out into the formation..."
"Ah..." Ji Fa couldn't help crying after receiving the confirmed news, feeling quite sad in his heart.
He looked at Jiang Shang, wanting to hold him to account, but in the end the words came to his lips and he could only say: "Alas...it was his fate to be like this, no wonder the Prime Minister..."
"War is dangerous and the outcome is uncertain. Generals should also take care of themselves!" Ji Fa sighed.
Although he didn't show it on his face, the sadness in his heart was unavoidable. King Wen had one hundred sons and he was indebted to his younger brothers for inheriting the throne.
Now that his younger brother had killed himself, he felt resentful and ashamed for a moment, but soon he suppressed it forcefully.
Liu Qiao said with relief: "Death is not real death, it has its own consequences. Your Majesty does not need to mourn. His Highness's body was snatched back in time by King Wu Cheng."
He calmly gave the credit to Wucheng Chengwang, causing Huang Feihu's eyes to change when he looked at Liu Qiao.
When Ji Fa heard this, he nodded and said, "I will leave all military affairs to the prime minister and the generals, and I will attend the funeral alone with my brother."
After saying this, he went away, leaving the generals looking at each other in confusion.
…
Let’s talk about the military camp outside the city.
Zhang Guifang sat in the tent with a sad face, and Feng Lin also sat silently below.
"Today that Taoist is weird and not afraid of my Taoist skills. Jiang Shang is old at military planning and cautious in using troops. What can I do?" Zhang Guifang asked irritatedly.
Feng Lin also said bitterly: "It's a shame that he broke one of my Yuan Dans. I don't know how much effort it will take to repair it again."
Zhang Guifang pondered for a moment and said: "For the current plan, we only have a few thousand elite soldiers, and the rest are civilians who cannot fight. Although there are tens of thousands, the defense is acceptable, but it is not enough to besiege the enemy."
I originally planned to fight a few times in the field to hurt the morale of Xiqi, and then urge the people to attack the city. The elite soldiers would follow and defeat Xiqi in one fell swoop.
But now that the field battle cannot be won, Xiqi's morale is getting higher and higher, but his own morale is low, and the siege is no longer enough.
Being able to defend the camp without losing it and the army without being dispersed is already barely enough.
Feng Lin agreed upon hearing this and asked, "What does the general mean?"
"I have no choice but to ask for help from the Grand Master and ask the imperial court to send another large army. I have thousands of soldiers and horses at Qinglong Pass and tens of thousands of civilians, and it is really useless." Zhang Guifang said.
After saying this, he added: "I will write a handwritten letter immediately and use the seal. You and others will rush to Chaoge overnight to report to the Grand Master."
Feng Lin was self-righteous and added: "Ask the Grand Master to send more capable people and strangers. That Jinshi Mountain Qi Refiner is really difficult to deal with!"
"Yes, I think he hasn't used all his strength yet, and I don't know how much magical power he has. If a person like this comes to join the battle, I have to be cautious." Zhang Guifang also said.
After saying this, the two of them signed a letter, sealed it with fire paint, and traveled 800 miles in a hurry to ask for help in Chaoge.
…
On the side of the Prime Minister's Mansion, not to mention King Wu's sorrow and mourning, all the generals are happy to win.
Liu Qiao and Jiang Shang were facing each other in the mansion, which was very leisurely.
"I've been in a daze for more than ten years since the last time we said goodbye. I haven't played chess with Master again. I wonder how Master's chess skills have improved?" Liu Qiao said without any concern.
Jiang Shang stroked his beard and teased: "My chess skills contain six tricks. If you want to beat me, you have to practice for thousands of years."
You have the nerve to ask me if I have improved, but I see that your chess skills are getting more and more boring and there is no improvement at all."
Liu Qiao smiled and said: "It's not that there is no progress, it's that the chessboard is too small. Master plays small chess, but I play big chess."
Jiang Shang held his hand for a moment, shook his head and said, "You are still like that, talking big words, humble and humble on the outside, and extremely arrogant on the inside. This is not good..."
Liu Qiao smiled and said nothing, and Jiang Shang continued: "Where did you learn your Taoist skills? It seems to be very simple..."
This time, it was Liu Qiao who heard this and paused with his chess hand, not knowing where to start.
"That's a side sect. I got it from someone else. Now it can be considered a magical power. It can manifest big hands and grab people and objects."
Jiang Shang dropped the black piece in his hand, raised his head and said, "I mean the one about changing soldiers and horses."
Liu Qiao looked at Jiang Shang's deep eyes.
After pondering for a long time, he said: "It is a small skill that I have learned by myself, but it is not complete."
"Little skills? Haha..."
Jiang Shang laughed dumbly and said: "That is no small skill. Although I have not perfected the magic power, my vision will not be bad."
"I saw the aura of God and the aura of the Heavenly Killing Star above..."
Speaking of this, Jiang Shang also looked into Liu Qiao's eyes and said almost word for word: "I actually want to refine the spirit into my body, what a big game of chess!"
Liu Qiao smiled bitterly and said: "Master has not perfected his magic power, so I can't hide it from you, let alone the experts in the world..."
Since I couldn't hide it, I simply said: "I do have such an idea..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Shang waved his hand and said: "Although I have not perfected my magic power, I am different from ordinary people."
As for why it was different, Jiang Shang didn't go on to explain, and Liu Qiao didn't ask any more questions.
At some unknown time in the mansion, all the servants were busy outside, as if there were only two masters and apprentices in the world, and the atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.
Jiang Shang suddenly asked: "What else is missing?"
Liu Qiao thought for a while, frowned and said: "I don't know the details, but I can't really refine the gods in my body. Maybe... maybe they haven't returned to their true state..."
Returning to one's true position means returning to one's throne. According to Liu Qiao's conjecture, the moment when the divine returns to one's throne is the best time to completely separate his authority.
Before these generals became gods, they could not sense the evil spirits in the sky or various divine powers, so even though they captured their form and energy, they were never able to truly cultivate the Huang Ting Shen Shen.
And if the divine person returns to his true position, Liu Qiao can be sure that Huang Ting can completely imitate it with his shape and energy, and directly cultivate the same god in his body.
But this may involve many problems, whether it will be jealous of the gods and ghosts, whether it will be attacked by a group of people, or whether it will be isolated by the three realms, this is all uncertain.
After all, the divine and noble ones, especially the gods and demons who control a star, can be mobilized by the Emperor of Heaven. They can choose whether to respect the decree or not, to be serious or perfunctory, within the tolerance range.
But if he could directly use his power, it would be equivalent to taking control of its fruits. If he were to put himself in Liu Qiao's shoes, he wouldn't be able to tolerate it.
Jiang Shang wondered: "Why do you have to imitate the gods of the heavens? If you want to use their power, I will pass you a piece of talisman after the Five Thunders and ask for their help. Why is it necessary?"
The implication is that if the Holy Spirit of the Three Realms returns to his true position, if you really want to use water, fire, heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, use the Five Thunder Technique, and burn the talisman, please do it.
As long as you don't offend all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, people will give you some face.
The Five Thunder Techniques and the Jade Void Talisman can also mobilize the divine power of the heavens in the future, so why bother with it?
"Hahahaha...Master forgot what I said when he taught the Fa?" Liu Qiao asked with a smile instead of answering.
Jiang Shang said silently: "Why don't you remember? You said you wanted to practice thousands of magical powers..."
At that time, Jiang Shang told Liu Qiao with a face filled with shame that his own lineage had not learned the Yuxu True Tradition, and since he became his disciple, he could only envy other True Traditions for their endless wonderful skills and magical powers.
Liu Qiao, however, was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf. He said that every method was passed down by the ancestors, and not all of them were self-enlightened.
One's own lineage, without relying on others, has to create immeasurable magical powers. Even if Liu Qiao is not good at it, it has been passed down from generation to generation that there will always be a Qilin who has the talent to create a great method and light the lintel of the gate.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shang said in shock: "You mean?"
"That's right, for each saint, I have a magical power, a combination of each sacred constellation, and a great supernatural power. If this continues, with 84,000 saints in my body, I can be said to have thousands of wonderful skills and infinite magical powers..."
Now that the words had been spoken, Liu Qiao no longer had any scruples and spoke with great enthusiasm.
"Boom..." As soon as he finished speaking, a dry thunder exploded in the clear sky, dark clouds covered the sky, and there was a faint sound of ghosts crying and gods howling.
Liu Qiao raised his hand and looked at the sky and murmured: "I know I can't hide it from the three ancestors, but you will help the disciples, right?"
As soon as the voice fell, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling disappeared instantly, as if someone had been strangled by the neck, leaving only whimpering.
Immediately, there was no more abnormality. The sky was blue and white clouds were floating, as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Shang almost broke a few strands of his beard, pointed at Liu Qiao and said, "You...you...are too bold. You can't just talk about this kind of thing casually!"
"Master wants to ask, then I'll tell you. I'm not afraid of ghosts and evil spirits listening to me. It doesn't matter if I listen..." Liu Qiao waved his hand.
The moment the words came out of his mouth, Liu Qiao noticed at least dozens of looks coming from nowhere, and they were directly reflected in his heart.
It was as if many people had suddenly entered my heart, trying to see through me, and I felt an inexplicable chill running down my spine.
But then these dozens of wills seemed to be forcibly cut off by something. The yin and yang were reversed for a moment, and the souls swayed for a while, and their movements were no longer known.
But there are two things that are certain. They are also reversed in yin and yang and cannot see themselves. Secondly, there must be a powerful interpreter who is helping them.
So now Liu Qiao is more confident.
Compared with Huangjiao Daxian, it is difficult to realize the truth, and fierce tigers fight against packs of wolves.
Although he is a sectarian and his ancestor has never responded to him, he still has a backer.
The master and apprentice were having a serious conversation.
An official came to report: "Prime Minister, a Taoist boy came outside the door. He said he was from the same sect and came to pay homage to his uncle!"
The two masters and disciples looked at each other and calmed down their expressions, as if they had never discussed the matters just now.
Jiang Shang waved his hand and said, "Invite him in quickly!"
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Sorry, today's update is two hours late. But this is a big chapter. If nothing else, I will update it today. I have to save some manuscripts for backup in the past few days. I will definitely update it next week and next week.