Chapter six hundred and fortieth chapter ghosts are the masters of the world
In front of the Taoist temple, Xu Mingan spread the Danxia book on his lap and opened it.
"oops……"
Lin Zhao waved his hand hurriedly: "How can you read the secret book that Wang Laodao passed on to you in front of me, an outsider?"
Xu Ming'an was surprised: "Ah? Can't you? Originally, I was going to ask you to help me with some detailed information. After all, I have never practiced any profound magic. You are a middle-level swordsman in the fifth realm. Maybe you can give me some advice.
of."
"not too good."
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "We still have to follow the rules."
But at this moment, a voice came from the wind in the ears of the two of them: "No matter what, you can just watch it if you are told. What can you, a sword cultivator, understand?"
"Bah! Who are you looking down on!"
Lin Zhao grabbed "Danxia Pu" in one fell swoop and flipped through it quickly. His head felt a little heavy and he really couldn't understand it. This is a Taoist magic manual. There are many things that can be easily understood by Yin and Yang.
Lin Zhao is a Confucian, a military strategist, and a swordsman, so he really can't understand it at all. The first half is about mental skills and martial arts cultivation, and the second half is about alchemy, both of which Lin Zhao knows very little about.
However, in order to help his friend Xu Ming'an understand these things, he still carefully read it from beginning to end, not to mention Taoist magic, immortality, immortality, and the sect secrets of the mountain gods in the human world.
There is not much difference. Xu Ming'an may really be able to rank among the upper five realms if he practices accordingly. As for the second half of alchemy, this is amazing. Refining various elixirs to assist cultivation can greatly restore spiritual energy.
Or there are countless pills that can help break through realms and stabilize the heart. Once you learn them all, even a person in the middle and fifth realms will probably be regarded as a national teacher by the secular dynasty of the human race.
"call……"
He took a deep breath and decided to sort out Xu Ming'an's situation.
"how?"
Xu Mingan frowned: "Lin Zhao, what can you tell why?"
"I don't quite understand."
Lin Zhaodao: "But I can sort things out for you and tell you what to do next."
"Um!"
Xu Mingan sat upright and listened to what he said in detail.
Lin Zhao cleared his mind and said: "First of all, you can keep everything as it is now. Start practicing the mental and magical techniques in the first half of the Danxia spectrum every day. First, you can raise your realm to the middle five realms. Then you can follow the instructions
As described in the map, when you start learning alchemy, you must be careful not to be too showy when you go to buy an alchemy furnace at the foot of the mountain."
"Um."
Xu Mingan nodded lightly.
Lin Zhao continued: "Since ancient times, there has been a principle that no one is innocent but only has a jade. Once you really refine the elixir, you will definitely attract the covetousness of others, but I am afraid that no one can stop you from this small Taoist temple.
So after you actually refine the elixirs, don’t rush to take action, leave it to me, I will help you sell or dispose of these elixirs, don’t worry, there will be no deductions in the process."
"Lin Zhao..."
Xu Mingan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if there is deduction, can I let you do things for me for free?"
"Let's not talk about this for now."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "When you can refine elixirs of high enough quality, your cultivation level must be high enough. Then you can spend money to renovate the Taoist temple and open its doors to accept disciples. My suggestion is,
When the time comes, the first step is to erect a stone tablet at the foot of the mountain, and then find the local government to change the name of Jiuhua Mountain to Danxia Mountain, and the name of the sect you created will be called Danxia Sect. This Danxia Sect specializes in alchemy.
Being famous all over the world, once the elixirs are no longer worried about being sold, the sect will inevitably prosper in the future. As for the portrait of the founder of the Danxia Sect's ancestral hall, I have already thought about it for you. There are two portraits of the founder, one is Wang Laodao,
Another thing is the master who raised you, we must not forget our roots as human beings."
"Yeah..."
Xu Mingan's eyes turned red and he said, "Actually, sometimes I miss him quite a bit..."
Lin Zhao nodded and smiled, and took out a Feiyu talisman from his arms. After handing the talisman to Xu Ming'an, he said: "This is a Feiyu talisman that can be used to contact me. If you need anything, please contact me."
Just shake the runestone to summon the flying fish to write me a letter. You don’t have to worry about anything these days. You just need to stay on Danxia Mountain to practice law and refine elixirs."
"knew."
Xu Mingan smiled and nodded.
Lin Zhao stood up and clasped his fists gently: "Then I won't bother you anymore. I have things to do at home, so I'll leave first."
"Um!"
The two best friends said goodbye reluctantly. When Lin Zhao turned around, he walked directly away with a flying sword Hong Ye. In the blink of an eye, there was only an afterimage of the sword light left in the sky.
"..."
Xu Ming'an was stunned and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This... Sword Flying Immortal? This style does not look like an ordinary fifth-level sword cultivator. Could it be that my brother Lin Zhao is... Jindan Sword Immortal? In an instant
Suddenly, Xu Mingan's heart stirred up a huge turmoil. The person who walked around the rivers and lakes with him like two mud legs turned out to be a Jindan state?
No wonder he is so extraordinary!
Thinking of this, Xu Mingan was slightly happy. Lin Zhao was obviously a middle-level swordsman in the fifth realm, but he trusted him sincerely. This friendship must be cherished!
…
Ghosts roam the world.
Most of the ghost kings in this world have been killed and devoured by Tan Xin, but the remaining two did not have the battle they imagined. On the contrary, when Tan Xin led the army to arrive, the Gustful Wind Ghost King and the Qingyan Ghost King
They all chose to surrender in Kaicheng and led their own army of more than 100,000 ghosts to join Tan Xin. By now, Tan Xin had an army of more than 500,000 people.
Under the moonlight.
Tan Xin is sitting on a piece of blue rock, wearing a cheongsam that outlines her graceful and graceful figure, which is extremely moving. At this moment, Tan Xin is already in the 12th realm, plus a 12th realm wandering corpse, and the corpse in the coffin
Li Gui has also been raised to the twelfth realm. After entering the twelfth realm, he has practiced several secret techniques. Now Tan Xin is extremely powerful, and he can't give way to the peak of the thirteenth realm.
Not far away, next to a bonfire, a young Taoist priest was roasting a roast chicken with his butt sticking out. Soon after, he came over holding the stick with the roast chicken stuck in it and said with a smile: "Xin'er, it's done.
How do you like it?"
Tan Xin narrowed her beautiful eyes, and the nostalgia and love in her eyes were undisguised. No one had ever been so kind to her since she was a child, and Qi Landao was so kind to her, without any intention, she said
Big Mouth smiled and said: "Liandao, I want you to feed me!"
"OK!"
Qi Liandao wiped his hands, tore off a piece of chicken leg and put it into Tan Xin's mouth.
"Well, it tastes good!"
Tan Xin chewed slowly. At this moment, the little daughter's demeanor was completely different from that of the female Ghost Emperor who was decisive and killing on the battlefield. Qi Liandao also had affection in his eyes and said with a smile: "Xin'er, now you are the common ghost emperor in the world.
Lord, true co-lord, have you ever thought about what to do in the future?"
"Not yet..."
Tan Xin pursed her red lips, raised her hand and took out a topographic map of the ghost world, and said: "Look, Liandao, this is the map you gave me. The forces marked on it have not been completely eliminated by us. Although the ghost king's territory has been
We have conquered it, but in the southwest corner of the ghost world, right here, there is another force that you marked that has not yet been conquered."
"ah?!"
Qi Liandao looked over, frowned, and said: "If it doesn't work, forget it, this place... has been covered in dust for many years, and there shouldn't be any big waves. Besides, Xin'er, you are quite exhausted from the continuous expeditions these days.
"
"No."
Tan Xin bit her red lips and said: "If I am the co-owner of the Gui Xia world and the empress, then Liandao you should be my husband, another co-owner of the Gui Xia world. How can I give you a broken
Where are the ghosts in the world? Huh, this is called Jiuyou Longting, right? This is the next place we want to destroy."
"Yes."
Qi Liandao frowned and said: "According to legend, the Nine Nether Dragon Courtyard is the burial place of the last true dragon in the world. The bones of the true dragon are buried in the Nine Nether Dragon Courtyard. I read some landscape travel notes and heard that this
There is a real dragon named Zhaoying. Ten thousand years ago, he was the master of the entire human world. He had three generals under his command. One of them was Qin Hong, the Sword Immortal. The second one was Feng Ting, a warrior in the realm of rebirth.
A beautiful woman, Shu Fan of the Thirteenth Realm, these three protectors can be said to be loyal to each other. Back then, the real dragon Zhaoying tried to monopolize the sea of the heavens, which attracted all the sages to work together to strangle him. After that, he fell into the mortal world and died of exhaustion.
, it is said that after Zhaoying died, his subordinate Feng Ting also died. He used the soul of the dead to command a hundred thousand Yin soldiers to guard Jiuyou Longting. Qin Hong traveled around the world sewing and mending. He didn’t know what he was planning. As for Shu Fan,
It has not been seen for many years. In other words, the real defenders of Jiuyou Dragon Court are Feng Ting and his 100,000 Yin soldiers in the rebirth realm. We must not be careless."
"Hmph, he's just a martial artist in the Rebirth Realm, and he's dead, so why should I be afraid if he's alive?"
Tan Xin leaned her face against Qi Landao's chest and said softly: "Liandao, as my national advisor now, you should plan something. Our next step should be to attack Jiuyou Dragon Court and destroy Jiuyou Dragon."
After the court, the ghost world is unified, and all the destiny of this world is in the hands of you and me. Are there Taoists like you and me on the human mountain?"
"Absolutely not."
Qi Liandao smiled slightly and said: "You are my Xin'er, the only Xin'er in the world. How can there be another you in the world?"
For a moment, Tan Xin narrowed her beautiful eyes and smiled extremely sweetly.
…
late at night.
In Qi Liandao's cave, he established layers of restrictions, and then stamped his feet to build a small world of twelve realms. After doing this, he released the woman in the bag on his waist.
"You beast!"
Shu Fan, a female swordsman in green, said with tears in her eyes: "You took away my soul and forced me to work for you, kill people for you, and commit so many crimes. Your final plan was still him.
…”
"yes."
Qi Liandao sat down on the stone bench, crossed his legs, and said with a smile: "It's not that I have never been to the Nine Nether Dragon Courtyard, but if you want to step into the burial ground, you need three soul keys. These three souls are exactly according to the...
The souls of the three most beloved generals under Ying's command. Back then, Zhao Ying had the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth. How could he fail to reach this stage? I have kept you alive, don't you think it's because of your beauty?"
With that said, Qi Liandao stepped forward, held up Shu Fan's chin, and said with a smile: "Soon, I will replace him, obtain his legacy, and become a new photo. You love him so deeply and hope that he can
Aren't you happy to be reborn?"
Shu Fan thrust out his sword fiercely.
Qi Liandao swung his palm away and raised his left hand. Every soul in his palm was burned by the fiery fire of ghosts. For a moment, Shu Fan fell to his knees and screamed miserably, in endless pain. This kind of pain has lasted for hundreds of years.
