Zuo Qianshan reluctantly recalled his magic sword to resist.
He also used his trump card, which was the golden talisman he obtained from the Yamen treasure house. The mysterious talisman, seal script and ancient clock wrapped around his body layer by layer.
The giant sword was placed in front of him. The lines on the sword were consistent with the ancient bell seal script. It was as stable as mountains, and more like the shining stars in the sky, with everlasting brilliance.
However, all of this melted away under the attack of that huge palm print.
The ancient clock was peeled off layer by layer.
Although it has resisted most of Chi Tianjun's power, it is still unable to compete with this divine body raised by Tu Shanjun using the incense method, not to mention that the current Chi Xuan is not what it used to be.
The fake elixir did not increase Chi Xuan's magic power at all, but it allowed Chi Xuan to see his own way, and it also made his magic techniques enhance his own way, making powerful changes that were more suitable for him.
Buzz.
Boom boom boom.
A palm print appeared on Zuo Qianshan's chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His rising aura quickly faded away. He smiled miserably, but at this moment, the spiritual power of heaven and earth faded away, making it impossible for him to recover the mana he had consumed.
The pills swallowed won't last long.
Facing this wild god who was worshiped by three counties, he had no chance of winning, and even escaping was a problem. Unless he was willing to abandon his body and escape in the form of a Yin god, he might not be able to escape.
He raised his head and said sadly: "This world is going to be in chaos."
A stream of light appeared in the distance.
It looked particularly dazzling in such darkness, and appeared in front of Chi Xuan in an instant.
Chi Xuan looked at the man and said, "Zhou Mu?"
The person who came was none other than Xuzhou Mu Wang Jin, but Wang Jin at this time was completely different from ordinary people. He no longer had the wretched expression of a deer-headed rat-eyed person, but instead had a calm face, and his deep eyes seemed to be filled with magic.
Wang Jin looked up and down at the 18-foot-long Chitianjun Xianghuo God. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and there was anger hidden deep in his eyes. It was a kind of disdain facing everything in the world, and he did not allow others to get involved.
overbearing.
"Zhang Tianbao, please show up and see me."
"The rightful owner has arrived."
Tu Shanjun sent a message to Chi Xuan with great interest and looked at the other person with his eyes.
Chi Xuan was still a little confused: "The real master?"
He still didn't know who Tu Shanjun was talking about as the rightful owner, but the person in front of him was undoubtedly Wang Jin. Most of the officials in the three counties were bought from Wang Jin. If it weren't for the state pastor Chixuan, there would be nothing he could do.
Mastered the three counties of Juling so quickly.
"That's right."
After reacting, Chi Xuan's expression changed drastically. He stared at the visitor and asked tentatively: "Aren't you Wang Zhou Mu?"
'Wang Jin' said quietly: "Wang Jin's wine and rice bags have been executed by me. I came here with my spiritual consciousness and borrowed Wang Jin's body."
Zuo Qianshan, who was struggling to hold on, looked shocked. Even though his body was seriously injured, he hurriedly saluted: "Your Majesty."
"Pingshen, Zuo Aiqing has worked hard, please return to the Yamen. You are no longer the opponent of the person in front of you." Wang Jin waved his hand and threw out a spiritual light to protect Zuo Qianshan. From the beginning to the end, his gaze was
He did not move away from Chi Tianjun.
Chi Xuan walked out of Chi Tianjun's divine body and faced 'Wang Jin' directly.
Even if the person in front of him is the emperor of the Great Cang Dynasty, he only borrows someone else's body to come. Even if the other person's real body comes, Chi Xuan will not feel afraid, because he has already expected it.
He had already expected that such a day would come when he decided to gather incense.
He slightly cupped his hands and said, "Zhang Tianbao, I have met Emperor Da Cang."
Chi Xuan suddenly realized that he did not know the emperor's name. The emperor was called emperor, and there was no need to add any name to distinguish him. A small foreign country with vast borders could only be called king, not emperor.
'Wang Jin' never took his eyes away from Chi Tianjun. He called out Chi Xuan, seemingly just to let him continue to admire this divine body: "It's so beautiful! The god of incense and fire in the world, the living god.
"
Although he suppressed his voice, the fire and desire in his eyes also showed a little.
Looking at Chi Xuan with his peripheral vision, doubts flashed across his mind as well: "Your scriptures are so exquisite that they still maintain your body."
"Isn't that how it should be?"
'Wang Jin' explained seriously: "The influence of incense's wish on a person is huge. This influence is enough to turn a person into a monster. In order to adapt to the power of incense's wish to increase one's own threshold, many different things were born.
The mental method of visualization.”
"Use your mind to constantly change your body and make your body's threshold higher."
"This is also the reason why most of the officials in prefectures and counties look like monsters. In fact, their ancestors were all normal monks, but they became what they are now as they reproduced from generation to generation."
Hearing Emperor Da Cang's words, Chi Xuan restrained his shock.
He originally thought that the Cang Lang Chief Registrar of the county government and the Fierce Tiger County Magistrate were monsters selected by the imperial court, but he did not expect that they were also ordinary people in the past, and they only changed themselves because of their perception of ideas.
Such changes are retained in the body.
As the descendants multiplied, different generations of disciples were born. These 'monsters' had stronger thresholds and could accommodate more incense and wishes, and indeed contributed to the stability of the dynasty.
"Contemplation will make people turn into monsters?" Chi Xuan couldn't help but send a message to Tu Shanjun. He was also a little worried now. If he absorbed the power of incense and wished in this way, would he also turn into a monster if he used that kind of visualization in the future?
Tu Shanjun sneered and sneered: "This can indeed increase one's own threshold. However, they have taken the wrong path without knowing it. They think that by improving the physical body, they can expand the threshold. However, they do not know that the key to contemplation lies in spiritual consciousness."
"Their so-called contemplation method is not an orthodox contemplation method." Tu Shanjun was too lazy to talk to Chi Xuan at first. There was no point in talking to Chi Xuan. On the contrary, it would easily mislead Chi Xuan and prevent him from concentrating on his practice.
"It's really strange that you can bear such a huge incense and wish power and still maintain the original physical body."
"I prefer to call it 'special'." 'Wang Jin' said with a sigh, quite appreciative of Chi Xuan's achievements, but his eyes still did not move away from Chi Tianjun's divine body.
"I wonder if you can recommend me a great monk who can teach you scriptures?"
After hearing this, Chi Xuan's expression remained calm and did not cause any disturbance. Looking at the look on 'Wang Jin''s face, he also knew that the other person could say so much, and he must be talking about the divine body of Chi Tianjun.
"I don't understand what the emperor is talking about."
'Wang Jin' shook his head slightly: "I am not an unreasonable person. The people behind Tianli Sect are monks from outside the cave. That's why he can rise so quickly. Do you think I can't see the origin of your magic?"
"Ask him if the person behind Tianli Sect is a Holy Spirit Sect monk."
Chi Xuan said: 'Tianlijiao...'
'Wang Jin' finally turned his gaze over at this time, but that gaze didn't seem to be looking at Chi Xuan. Instead, he seemed to have seen the hidden Tu Shanjun, and said loudly: "Who is your Excellency?!"
Chi Xuan was actually quite curious. He only knew the name Tu Shanjun and the title of 'Master Zunhun'. He had never heard Tu Shanjun talk about his past, let alone his origins.
"kill him."
Tushanjun’s reminder is coming.
The moment Chi Xuan was reminded, he had returned to Chi Tianjun's divine body. Although it was unclear why Tu Shanjun asked him to do this, Chi Xuan trusted Tu Shanjun and had already taken action the moment he returned to Chi Tianjun.
"His spirit has descended into this body, and if his consciousness is not integrated, his true form will not know the information we are asking about. And what I asked him just now has exposed my existence."
"He must die here!"
"All methods."
"Raging flames."
The fire dragon raised its head and gathered in front of Chi Tianjun, and the two fire dragons merged into a long red sword.
The red light flashed through the chest of 'Wang Jin'.
The crimson anxiety was not suppressed, but spread rapidly in the opponent's chest, turning the figure in front of him into a pool of blood in a short time.
"Solve it?"
"Concentrate."
Before he finished speaking, the blood in front of his eyes condensed again.
This time, his face was no longer that of Xuzhou Zhou Mu. The light covered his face making it difficult to see clearly, and his body was not flesh and blood but rich incense.
"Dare you kill the king? I won't let you live!"
Boom!
The figure condensed by the incense bloomed and turned into a golden sun hanging in the air.
He doesn't need the chanting of the people at all, all the incense wishes are like his subjects kneeling down, absorbing the majestic incense in the light of the sea and all rivers.
Chi Xuan felt that the long river of incense under his feet was wavering in a different way, as if most of the incense wanted to switch sides.
"this……"
Chi Tianjun sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, holding the magic formula with both hands, and then stabilized his incense vision. Most of the incense wishes of the people in the three counties poured into his incense river, which also helped him stabilize the dojo.
"die!"
The light of day has turned into a small sun and crashed into Chi Tianjun.
The incense that originally helped Chi Xuan now became the opponent's help, and he couldn't resist the opponent's spells.
A sharp thought came to my mind: "Soul flag."
He must squeeze out his own strength to set up the Killing Formation of the Ghost King of the Ten Directions.
"Wait a minute."
"Let me come."
The light is not big, but it is powerful. The incense wish that blocks the light is like paper. Just when the light penetrates the divine body of Chi Tianjun and appears in front of Chi Xuan, a blue-gray ghost hand emerges from
The soul flag behind Chi Xuan stretched out.
Grasp the figure at the core of that scorching sun.
Dragging the opponent's head, forcefully peeling him out of the incense shell.
The ghost hand grasped it as if it was not afraid of the hot breath.
"ah!"
The spiritual consciousness roared angrily, trying to use the incense magic power to break free.
"What is this?!" Xuying's frightened and angry voice just sounded.
Along with the surge of power, a layer of black and red ripples completely enveloped the figure and compressed it into a round ball.
The ghost hand shrinks back into the soul flag.
The consciousness and incense in the ball burned out with a chirp, becoming the nourishment for the soul flag.