"Donor, even if you risk your life, you will never enter the temple!" The old Taoist priest seemed to be looking forward to death. He stepped forward and stood in front of the door of the Demon-Suppressing Hall, forming a seal with one hand and raising his eyebrows.
"Taoist Master, I came today without touching any flower or grass in your Taoist temple, but you set up a formation to trap me. This is not the courtesy of hospitality! Today, you won't let me enter the Demon-Suppressing Hall, but I insist on entering! I don't want to hurt you.
Life, you'd better not force me to do it."
When Ye Long left Donghai City, Ji Muhong told him to go to the Demon-Conquering Palace to retrieve something. Time was limited. Ye Long didn't want to waste time, so he formed his right hand into the shape of a dragon's claw and walked towards the Demon-Conquering Palace step by step.
The old Taoist priest had already felt Ye Long's cultivation and knew that he could not stop him, but he did not flinch. The tiger's body shook, and the Taoist energy in his Dantian gathered in his right palm, and he wanted to fight Ye Long to see the winner.
Ye Long also saw that the old Taoist priest did not want to delay. After all, he had much more true energy. This was exactly what Ye Long wanted. Ye Long smiled arrogantly and activated the power of the five elements. He did not use the light spirit technique, but slowly
Waiting for the old Taoist priest to finish gathering his energy, he strikes out with one palm, the strongest move in the Five Thunder Sealing Formation - the Taixiao Divine Thunder!
On one side, there was thunder and roar, with overwhelming momentum, and on the other side, there was the majestic Dao Yuan, returning to its original nature. The two were ebbing and the other was ebbing. In an instant, the light on Qingcheng Mountain flashed together. Ye Long wanted to compete with the old Taoist priest, so he did not use Qi Hai anymore.
of true energy, but single
Comparing pure moves, the old Taoist priest fought against the enemy with all his strength. After a while, the old Taoist priest became a little weak. The golden Taixiao divine thunder gradually swallowed up the old Taoist priest's true energy, and the snowball grew bigger and bigger. Finally, the old Taoist priest finally really
He ran out of energy and fell to the ground.
"Hey, stop it, I shouldn't be so cruel!" Seeing the Taixiao Divine Thunder rushing directly towards the old Taoist priest, Ye Long secretly shouted in his heart that he had not used his own Taixiao Divine Thunder yet and could not do anything.
After he had relaxed enough, Ye Long originally didn't want to kill the killer. After all, he had no enmity with the old Taoist priest.
Seeing that it was too late to stop, Ye Long flew up, trying to deflect the Taixiao Divine Thunder before it hit the old Taoist priest, so that it would not hit the old Taoist priest.
At this critical moment, a figure suddenly jumped out of the air. The speed was as fast as the blink of an eye. Just as Ye Long hurriedly flew up and struck the divine thunder palm into the air, the figure instantly came under Ye Long.
Two palms hit Ye Long heavily. In an instant, Ye Long's bones seemed to be broken. The powerful Tao Qi directly injured the spiritual platform. Ye Long did not expect that there would be helpers, and he fainted when his vision went dark.
"Brother! You won't kill this boy, will you?" The old Taoist priest asked hurriedly when he saw the visitor, as if he was worried about Ye Long's safety.
"Don't worry, I originally came here to save you, but I didn't expect that this guy would fly to save you, so I knocked him unconscious. In fact, with my cultivation level, it's very difficult to kill him."
The person in front of him is Zhang Haoran, one of the two masters of Qingcheng Mountain today, and the old Taoist priest of Fumo Palace is another master - Zhang Buer. Zhang Haoran helped Zhang Buer up and ordered him to follow him hurriedly.
The Taoist boy who arrived carried Ye Long to the wing in the backyard, and he and Zhang Buer entered the Demon-Conquering Hall.
"Brother, why do you think my uncle is so interested in this boy? The fact that he can't enter the Demon-Suppressing Hall means that there is a monster in his body. In addition, this boy has good cultivation. If he is not stopped, wouldn't he add a lot of trouble to the world in the future?
Big harm?" After Zhang Buer sat down, he adjusted himself a little, and then started talking to his senior brother.
"Junior brother, although this boy has demonic obstacles in his heart, he still has a good heart. You can see it when he flew to save you just now. I think if we can channel it, he will be able to break through the demonic obstacles in his heart. By then, his cultivation will be better.
It can be considered as our merit that we can improve it again."
"However, my uncle's intention is not to have anything to do with this boy as much as possible. My uncle has told me that his night observation of the sky will be a disaster for Qingcheng Mountain today. Except for the Zangdian Pavilion, I especially asked him not to let this boy enter the Fumo Palace, otherwise
It will cause a catastrophe that you and I will not be able to bear at that time." Zhang Buer knew that Haoran wanted to keep Ye Long, so he hurriedly warned him.
"It doesn't matter, you can guard the Demon-Futing Hall here and add some more disciples. I will take this boy to the back mountain. After today, everything will be fine." Zhang Haoran waved his hand and did not agree to Zhang Buer's advice.
"But……"
"Junior brother! Master once taught us that there is no one in the world who cannot be taught, and ascetics should focus on teaching them to be good throughout their lives. If my uncle is blamed, I will bear the responsibility alone!"
Zhang Haoran interrupted Zhang Buer's persuasion, stood up and walked out of the Demon-Conquering Hall. Only Zhang Buer was left sitting in the Demon-Conquering Hall with his head bowed and sighing. Although his senior brother looked amiable, he was actually very stubborn. Zhang Buer had no choice but to
More disciples from the sect were arranged to guard the surroundings of the Demon Subduing Hall to prevent any changes.
When Ye Long woke up, he found that he was lying in a simple and quaint room. Ye Long woke up and suddenly found that there was an old Taoist priest sitting in his room. It was none other than the one who sneaked up on him today.
That old Taoist priest——Zhang Haoran.
"You!" Ye Long was excited, stood up and made a move to take action.
"Donor, please don't be excited. I don't mean any harm." Zhang Haoran smiled slightly at Ye Long and raised his hands to show that he would not take action.
Ye Long did not let down his vigilance, so he sat on the bed, stared at Zhang Haoran, and asked:
"Who are you? What is this place?"
"Haha, Pindao forgot to introduce him. Pindao is the headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain, Zhang Haoran. The person the benefactor injured today in front of the Demon-Suppressing Hall was Pindao's junior brother, Zhang Buer."
Ye Long was also surprised when he heard this. When he was at the Demon-Conquering Hall today, he also guessed that the other party was the headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain. He didn't expect that the two headmasters of Qingcheng Mountain would see them all so quickly. This saves trouble and saves him from searching for himself.
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After saying that, Ye Long stopped caring about Zhang Haoran. Zhang Haoran didn't say anything and looked at Ye Long quietly. Ye Long stretched his meridians and looked inside to find that Zhang Haoran's blow did not hurt him.
It just made him faint, but looking at Zhang Haoran's eyes staring at him, Ye Long couldn't help but feel a little hairy.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"What are you looking at me for?"
Ye Long didn't care about Zhang Haoran anymore. Zhang Haoran didn't speak and looked at Ye Long quietly. But Ye Long stretched his meridians and looked inwardly to find that Zhang Haoran's blow did not hurt him, just
He just made himself faint, but looking at Zhang Haoran's eyes staring at him, Ye Long couldn't help but feel a little hairy.