Poison Dragon King Ao Tu has always been cautious and cautious, and he is also a person who can take things and let them go. Anyway, Six-winged Langjun is dead, and the most difficult decision in Zhushan Immortal Master's words has been completed. Why bother to resist and lose his life in vain? He
But I don’t think I can escape under the eyes of Zhushan Immortal Lord. He might die faster and more miserably than Six-Winged Langjun!
Immortal Lord Zhushan just made an understatement and killed Six-Winged Langjun in an instant. He really couldn't take any chances. The gap between the two was a hundred times greater than the gap between Six-Winged Langjun and Jin Luo Zhenren.
A thousand times!
Pulling the Ten Thousand Eyes Demon King, the two demons led dozens of monsters and knelt down in the black clouds, saying in unison: "I beg the Immortal Lord to have mercy on us and spare our lives. We are willing to return overseas and restrain the tribe. One thousand
He will not set foot on land again for five hundred years."
Originally, they wanted to add that if they met Zhushan disciples in the future, they would stay away and not dare to be enemies with them. However, they did not know Zhushan Immortal's preferences and were afraid of making him unhappy with his talkative words, so they did not add any additional details and just added what Zhushan Immortal just said.
I repeated it again, if you have any other requests, Zhushan Immortal Lord just put them forward.
A faint voice came from the mountain top shrouded in hazy white mist, making it difficult to see through: "Then retreat."
Ao Tu and the Ten Thousand-Eyed Demon King were extremely surprised that they did not let themselves make an oath! However, they soon realized that Zhushan Immortal Lord was an immortal and was aloof. They were not afraid at all and were not worried that they would violate their oath.
He is confident and naturally seems not to care.
After kowtowing and thanking them for sparing their lives, the two demons rolled up black clouds and fled eastward in panic, as if there were powerful monsters chasing and devouring them behind them.
Wang Master, who had been raped by others, was left on the spot, bewildered as he watched the malicious monks approaching him. After that, shrill screams could be heard from time to time.
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The matter was resolved in this way, which was really beyond the expectations of all the monks and monks. I thought there would be a big battle, but I didn't know that the Six-winged Langjun was like an ant under the hands of Zhushan Immortal Lord. The Immortal Lord didn't even show his face, but just struck silently.
Just kill it, it’s so easy. So simple!
"But why didn't the Immortal Lord kill all the great demons?! Instead, he made a 1,500-year agreement. It would be very terrifying for them to come back in the future, let alone if another great demon emerges and survives the catastrophe.
, that is the calamity that will overthrow the world!" Master Wumu already knows some details about the fall of Jinluo Sect. For example, the magic of the Ten Thousand-Eyed Demon King crushed the mountain guard formation, but they have the magic weapon to suppress the sect, and there is still a chance to fight.
power. Therefore, the most worrying thing is that the great demon will survive the catastrophe.
Master Haori opened his mouth to speak, but when his words came to his lips, he turned into: "Perhaps the Immortal Lord is an immortal descended from the earth, and thinking about heaven has the virtue of a good life."
What he was thinking about was that the 1,500-year-old agreement made by Zhushan Immortal Lord was obviously a plan for Xia Jing and the Penglai Lower Court.
The heavenly calamity and the demon clan's troubles will be solved. In this way, in the past fifteen hundred years, countless monks in the world have been forced to survive under pressure. They will turn into the authentic soul of the monastic sect. What a good plan!
"But who said there is no hope for us to survive the first catastrophe? Not to mention fifteen hundred years, even fifteen thousand years. It is difficult to resist the great demons who have survived the catastrophe. Those with extraordinary talents and yearning
How could a powerful monk choose this path just because of his longevity advantage?!"
Master Haori was devastated. Even he himself, when the ancestor of Zhushan showed his tyrannical strength and killed the Six-Winged Man in an understatement, was not only frightened but also yearned for it. He regretted that he had retreated when he was halfway there.
I didn’t choose the Taoist sect’s authentic Yuanshen. Otherwise, no matter how great the pressure from the demon clan was, I would still have no chance of winning. My future would be bleak and completely hopeless!
After listening to Master Haori's obviously concealed statement, the other Masters laughed twice and stopped talking. They had more or less thoughts similar to what he had speculated in their hearts, but so what? Can they still find Zhushan?
The Immortal Lord is going to argue?! Then the horror will be that when that dark mysterious space appears, I will be reduced to ashes.
Only Wen Nianxi came up with another guess: "Master Shi should not pay much attention to whether others choose to choose the authentic Taoist sect. After all, the world is so vast and has a large population. There are no monks at the bottom who have the care and financial resources. Mortals can completely support a sect."
, don't worry about not being able to recruit disciples, his fifteen hundred year promise should be adding pressure to Xia Jing and others." Of course, Wen Nianxi didn't have the slightest confidence in her guess, she had never guessed it accurately before.
Master Shi's thoughts passed.
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Many disciples, after narrowly escaping death, were ecstatic and excited, and started discussing it eagerly.
"The magic technique just now was really powerful. The simple and wild aura it exuded made me tremble with fear even from such a distance." The Firewood Sect disciple who was like a frightened bird no longer had any fear or worry left, only the fear of the past.
The yearning and worship of immortal arts is why it is called immortal arts. What the immortal Zhushan Xianzun performs is of course "immortal" arts!
The female Shuiyue Sect disciple who was talking to him sneered: "Not long ago, who said that Zhushan Immortal Lord and that monster were brothers?"
"Oh, my good sister, please forgive me and don't mention this matter!" The Huomu Sect disciple was very ashamed and was afraid of attracting others' attention and provoking ridicule, so he begged for mercy again and again.
The female disciple of the Shuiyue Sect was satisfied with his attitude. She raised her head and looked at the top of the Bamboo Mountain. Her longing was beyond words: "In the past, I only knew that the two ancestors had reached the limit of their power, but now I know that there is a sky outside the world, and there are people outside the world. If I can practice
If you achieve such magic, even if your life is shortened by a few decades or a few hundred years, what's the harm?"
The disciples from the Seven Mountains Alliance next to him also nodded: "It's a pity that our current skills are said to be unable to achieve true immortal skills."
For low-level monks like them, the mystery of building mountains from the ground is not as shocking as using magic to kill an extremely powerful demon in person!
"Do you want to transfer to the authentic soul of the monastic sect?" The Shuiyue sect female disciple withdrew her eyes and asked the many monks beside her, including sect disciples and casual cultivators.
"I won't turn around. I have collected all the materials and am preparing to condense my magical powers." A disciple of the sect who had perfected Qi-inducing shook his head and said.
A monk immediately retorted: "Aren't you afraid that the demon clan will come back when the time comes, and you won't be able to resist it?"
The disciple of the sect who had perfected Qi sneered and said: "I don't think I can achieve Yuan Shen, so after fifteen hundred years, I will be dead at the end of my life, no matter whether the demon clan comes or not, what if?
By chance, I took the life-extending spiritual fruit, and when I lived to that time, wouldn’t it be supported by the real Yuanshen of Penglai Lower Courtyard? They should have the real Yuanshen at that time.”
These words speak to the sentiments of many monks. They won't live for another fifteen hundred years anyway, so they might as well just take whichever road is easier, and if the sky falls, there will still be tall people to support them.
"It's you, I'm going to change cultivation anyway! If you don't even have any ambition or confidence, what's the point of lingering on? Besides, you don't worry about your descendants? Besides, if you can't achieve Yuanshen, there is no way to be authentic in the Taoist sect.
The longevity of several realms is not bad." The monk who just retorted spoke eloquently, and also expressed the thoughts of many monks, including the disciples of Shuiyue Sect, Firewood Sect, and Seven Mountains Alliance.
The low-level monks were arguing fiercely. The number of whether to convert or not to convert was probably one to nine, but compared to eight years ago, there was already a huge difference.
Listening to their argument, Master Haori, Master Wumu and other senior monks with many years of experience above the level of supernatural power could only show a bitter smile that contained a bit of disappointment and sadness. They still had the possibility of changing their cultivation, but it was already difficult for them and others to turn back.
, you will die immediately after losing your cultivation. Immortal Lord Zhushan will definitely not make any more exceptions!
"I hope fellow Taoist Xia Jing can achieve the soul and survive the catastrophe." They sighed quietly in their hearts, and then worried about the sect that had neglected to take precautions because they had gone out in a hurry. They all said goodbye to Penglai Lower Court and led their disciples back to the sect.
Door.
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On the top of Zhushan Mountain, Shi Xuan and Granny Yu were still playing chess, leisurely and relaxed.
Xia Jing was waiting by the side, watching the Six-Winged Langjun die and watching the monsters fleeing far away. She pondered for a moment and asked with some confusion: "Teacher, why don't you kill all the monsters in one go?" She didn't think that the master didn't have this ability.
, but just now he didn’t even stop making moves.
Shi Xuan smiled and said: "Invincible foreign patients, the country will perish."
"What?" Xia Jing didn't respond.
"It's nothing, a sentence I learned before is quite appropriate." Shi Xuan smiled.
Xia Jing tasted it carefully and could probably understand the master's intention. This was to put pressure on himself and to temper himself.
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Eighteen years later, in a remote corner of the Seven Immortals World, isolated by mountains and rivers, few monks came.
On a plain, the armies of two countries were fighting inextricably. There were tens of thousands of people, boundless, and their blood and murderous intent were soaring into the sky.
When their murderous intent reached its peak, they suddenly became exhausted, their bodies became weak, and they found it difficult to generate fighting spirit. The scene suddenly became extremely quiet.
Faced with this strange situation, the commanders on both sides were so frightened that they had to withdraw their troops and retreat a few miles to set up camp.
In the sky above the plain, on top of a white cloud, Shi Xuan pinched and played with the red threads with his thumb and index finger, and kneaded them into a ball: "The human murderous intent on the battlefield has been collected. Unfortunately, the complete human murderous intent
It still lacks a lot, what else is missing?”
After taking care of Xia Jing and channeling his energy, Shi Xuan left the Penglai Lower Courtyard in Zhushan. He planned to go to the Ancient Tomb of the Wild Beast in the Seven Immortals World to try to see if he could understand the yin and yang avenue of life and death, and then set out to travel to find the whereabouts of the Liangyi Dao-Destroying Sword.
But before that, Shi Xuan planned to follow Grandma Yu's reminder and collect all the people's murderous intentions, so as not to be dumbfounded when encountering unexpected situations in the future.
"Man's murderous intention, man's murderous intention, could the rest of it come from the various murderous intentions of mortals?" Shi Xuan remembered that he had seen many monks practicing special Taoism and immortality in the world of mortals. This thought came to him spontaneously, and then he became more and more aware of it.
Affirmation: "Since it is the murderous intention of man, how can it be lacking as a mortal who occupies the largest number among men?"
Similar to other celestial arts, "Baolu" only mentions the general outline of a person's murderous intention and how to use secret techniques to see it, but does not tell the detailed process of how to collect it. Perhaps Qingyunzi was in a hurry at the time, or perhaps he felt that
This is common sense and not worth mentioning.
After thinking about this, Shi Xuan turned into an escaping light and fell into the nearby mortal realm.