When the nameless Immortal said that he should be killed, the whole world seemed to freeze, and the years and time stood still for a short time. When he breathed, he faintly exuded bursts of green energy.
Although Shangqing Daozi has never seen a complete ascension expert, the Shangqing Sect has had ascension level immortal ancestors descending into the Kunlun Cave since ancient times, so naturally he also knows some secrets of the ascension level.
At the pinnacle of the Ascension Realm, he was named Feixian, and his blood turned into green energy, completely breaking away from the concept of "human"!
If the immortals are still human, then the flying immortals are no longer human!
"Ascend to the pinnacle! Even if it's not, it's not far off. Green energy can even appear in his breath. I'm afraid his blood..."
Shangqing Daozi originally thought that this was an old master of the Shangqing sect, but he did not expect that he was a madman who hunted down the Jade Qingtian monks. In this case, he would have to fight Ji Xiang, the crippled ascendant, again.
We are on the same camp.
After all, the method of monk Yu Qingtian is the source of the method of Shangqing.
Taiqing is a unique sect and is not the same as the outsiders, but Yuqing Shangqing is originally from the same source.
"I have to find a way to contact Taoist Master Ji. I'm afraid this immortal will bring disaster to the world."
It's just a simple reasoning. From what the nameless immortal said before, the world is divided into four regions and there is a wandering Yuqing monk. Shangqing Daozi simply understood that the wandering Yuqing monk is
Ji Xiang.
After all, he had only met Ji Xiang, a "Jade Qing monk".
But at this moment, the nameless immortal suddenly frowned and let out a cry of unknown meaning. It sounded like some kind of spell, but his expression was a little painful, and then his eyes gradually turned cold as he looked at the ghost immortal.
The ghost fairy looked confused.
What's the matter? What's the matter with me? I'm just a passerby!
Shangqing Daozi saw the killing intent in the eyes of the Wuming Immortal, and sighed to the Ghost Immortal: "You can rest in peace now. It seems that he wants to kill you."
Guixian: "So...why? I don't know him at all!"
Shangqing Daozi: "You were about to be killed by Taoist Ji before. Aren't you ready to die calmly?"
Guixian immediately said angrily: "I am willing to be killed by that Taoist man because he is kind to me! He allowed me to take revenge! Who is this man? Why should he kill me!"
Shangqing Daozi: "But even if you don't want to, if he wants to kill you, you still have no room for resistance."
The ghost fairy was angry: "Don't come here, or I won't let you go even if I die."
Although there was killing intent in the eyes of the Wuming Immortal, when he heard these words, he still reminded him expressionlessly: "What do you mean you won't let me go even if you die... You are a ghost immortal, you are meant to be dead."
"You...are contaminated with the aura of evil and should be killed."
The ghost fairy immediately scolded: "Wait a minute! Do you think I am illiterate? If a person dies, he will become a ghost, if a ghost dies, he will die, if he dies, he will die, and if he dies, he will die! Even if I am a dead person now, at least you old man will still be alive.
You want to kill me three times! I won’t let you go even if I become a fool, a Xi, or a Yi!”
The Wuming Immortal suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect you to be quite educated. Why, you were a child of a noble family during your lifetime?"
"Come, where do you live? Do you have any important people in your ancestors? Can you tell me?"
Guixian wanted to tell you that it's none of your business, but the Wuming Immortal just tapped the void with his finger, and Guixian immediately spat out words. He couldn't help but let his own thoughts make the decision!
"My surname is Chen Minglai. I live in Dingjia City and have a family of five. He was a scholar in the seventh year of Zhengde. He died of evil spirits and his whole family was buried. His ancestor...the immortal Chen Taichu."
After finishing speaking, the ghost fairy was shocked: "Who is Chen Taichu??"
"No, what did you do to me? How could I take the initiative to say these words!"
Unnamed Immortal: "The method of mantra and rectification is just a small immortal method."
"Did you know that to make people speak the truth, you only need to mobilize five gods in your body, namely the mouth god Danzhu, the tongue god Zhenglun, the tooth god Luo Qian, the throat god Hu Ben, and the heart god Danyuan."
"Even if you are a dead person and have lost four of the five gods, your mind still exists. Ghosts and immortals rely on this little god to maintain the foundation of their existence in the world and open the door to practice."
The ghost fairy was so frightened that the other party could easily manipulate his mind to make him say some secret words. In fact, he couldn't even remember where he lived. After all, he had been wandering around as a ghost for dozens of times.
Years ago, I only recently regained my consciousness, but I didn’t expect that I could still remember this clearly.
And Shangqing Daozi was even more shocked!
Little magic?
What kind of little magic is this?
The gods in the human body and the existence of the human being are both prosperous and destructive. The gods in the human body are all false images. Only people's own wisdom and thoughts can mobilize them. How can outsiders betray the little gods in the human body?
The monk's own original thoughts are equivalent to forcibly splitting part of the person's own will and spirit!
This is the true method of ascension!?
Or is it the unique magic of this unknown immortal?
Shangqing Daozi's expression became restrained and he emptied his mind. He was not sure whether the other party could read his own voice.
He didn't dare to show any abnormality outside, for fear that he would also be subjected to this magical method, thus directly revealing Ji Xiang's existence.
Fortunately, the nameless immortal didn't care about Shangqing Daozi's thoughts, but instead tried to figure out what the ghost immortal said:
"Chen Taichu, I have never heard of him, I don't know him, but you said he is an immortal..."
The ghost immortal said hurriedly: "Wait a minute! Immortal! I don't know! I don't know that this ancestor exists at all!"
"You cast a spell on me!"
Unnamed Immortal: "Of course you don't know, but your heart alchemy knows the existence of immortals. When you trace your ancient ancestors, the similarity in your soul can span thousands of years."
"So, even if you don't know whether he is an immortal, when you trace his name back, if he is an immortal, you will automatically tell his identity. This is a kind of induction. Immortals are not allowed to be nameless in the world, as long as they can
If you find his name, you will know whether he is an immortal or not."
Guixian was confused: "Why is this?"
Nameless Immortal: "Because, among the saints of heaven, no one can be nameless!"
"Have you memorized Zhuangzi's ancient books?"
The Ghost Immortal shook his head, and the Wuming Immortal looked at Shangqing Daozi again. The latter nodded and affirmed, which made the Wuming Immortal sigh:
"As a scholar, in this day and age... what is your approximate level?"
Guixian still couldn't understand, but Shangqing Daozi took the initiative and said: "In the Han Dynasty, scholars were promoted by the princes, but now in the Ming Dynasty, scholars are just ordinary scholars!"
Guixian was anxious at that time!
No matter how you say it, whether it is him, Feng Menglong, or all the scholars who have never won the exam, they must defend the dignity of the word "xiucai"!
"What do you mean by an ordinary scholar? Scholars also have to pass the county examination, the government examination, and the college examination! Do you think you can pass the examination casually?"
"How can you, a calf of this sect, know how profound and profound my Confucian knowledge is!"
Resolutely defend the dignity of scholars. Scholars are not something ordinary people can be. No matter how poor they are, they are still scholars. How can they not have this face?
In life, winning the exam does not mean everything!
Unnamed Immortal: "Ah, scholar...at this level, is he so useless now?"
He just said something casually, but he didn't expect that the ghost immortal looked sad and angry. His best efforts in the previous life were looked down upon by these immortal cultivators! It's really unreasonable!
Ah, now I am also a cultivator of immortals, so that’s okay. Are ghosts and immortals also immortals?
The nameless immortal stared at the ghost immortal: "Okay, you scholar, now I can tell you one thing. It is not an accident that you became a ghost immortal, but the handiwork of your ancestor. He wants to borrow from you as a descendant.
His soul was used, but you were out of his control."
"What happened in that city before?"
Guixian was about to say that a monk who suddenly came to Dingjia City to cause trouble helped him, but he was immediately stared at by Shangqing Daozi, and he quickly changed his words:
"I don't know what happened. At that time, I saw a gloomy world with countless ghostly hands stretching out from it, trying to pull me in. Later..."
He omitted the matter of Ji Xiang, and only said that there was a conflict between Biyou Palace and the Six Dingjia Sects, and that there was a mole inside, and then they fought and razed the entire Dingjia City and surrounding areas to the ground.
The story was well made up, and Shangqing Daozi breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that the ability of these talents only lies in making up stories.
"Well...if I catch you, I should be able to find that evil thing, or your ancestor."
The unknown immortal told the next work:
"You two, stay with me and don't go too far away. If you want to run away, I won't kill you, but I will make you feel torture that is more painful than death."
Shangqing Daozi asked at this time: "This ghost immortal is useful to you, what use can I be to you?"
"Are you being held hostage? Of course not?"
Unnamed Immortal: "Yes, no, it doesn't make sense to me, but you have Taoism in you, I can feel it."
"With you here, I will recover faster. Your superiors are not important to me. I will only kill the source of your inheritance."
"Do you know the ancestral scriptures of your Shangqing sect?"
Shangqing Daozi's pupils shrank, and the unknown immortal said: "The Shangqing Ancestral Scripture is what your Yuqing Patriarch planned. When I was still alive, I met that person, and he was trying to seize this thing.
At that time, this thing appeared once, and I have no idea what happened after that."
Shangqing Daozi lost his voice: "What? What are you talking about?"
"Shangqing Ancestor Sutra and Yuqing Patriarch? Even if you are right, our Shangqing sect is from two branches, not one family. Moreover, according to ancient records, Shangqing Ancestor Sutra was passed down from Taisu Sanyuan by Patriarch Qingxu.
Jun...."
As he was talking, he suddenly lost his voice. He thought of what Qiankunzi, the master of Mount Maoshan, had said to him before. The two lines were fighting. Qingxu and Sanmao were both fighting for the Qingzu Sutra, so each side descended an immortal.
Two channels are needed as containers.
If the ancestral scriptures were left by Zhenren Qingxu, there would be no need to fight.
The nameless immortal said: "Qingxu...who is it? Maybe he is someone I know, but he changed his name and I can't remember it."
"But you said that the Shangqing Ancestor Sutra was left by Qingxu and Taisu Sanyuanjun?"
"No, I remember that the Shangqing Ancestral Scripture was left by Lingbao Tianzun. This thing...only the Yuqing monks can see it!"